Chapter 8: Retribution for Shame: A Beautiful View of Yaochi (2)
The team lined up directly from the mouth of the Kunlun Yao Pond to the top of the other mountain.
Day and night, sticking to the team and refusing to leave, this kind of perseverance made Qing Wei have to admire.
If it is a female fairy, it is just that, Qing Wei stood on tiptoe and looked from afar, and the male fairies in the queue accounted for one-third! What the hell is this!
A few girls who looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old walked up to Qing Wei timidly, shook her sleeves and said, "Qing Wei is an immortal, we came from Penglai Island.
This is the fresh lotus pod of Penglai Island, can you please ......"
Qing Wei leaned back to Yaotai, and he didn't bother to raise his eyelids, "Oh, go later, line up honestly." ”
The girl let out an 'oh' sound, and walked away with the basket in disappointment.
If he doesn't come out, he just doesn't come out, but what is the reason for staying on the edge of Yao Chi to watch the door for him?
"Wait!" Qing Wei opened her eyes and called her.
There was a hint of joy in her eyes, "Qingwei Shangxian-"
Qing Wei picked up a few lotus canopies and weighed them in his hands, "Well, yes, you two should go to the front of the line." ”
"Thank you, Qingwei Shangxian!"
She arranged the two fairies in the front, and the people behind followed suit.
The girl with a bun head patted her on the shoulder, "Qingwei Shangxian, look, we brought a special hibiscus cake from Bixiaomen......"
Qing Wei picked one up lightly and tasted it.
Nodding, "Go ahead." ”
She smiled. "Thank you Qingwei Shangxian for the light, Qingwei Shangxian is kind for eternity."
"Qingwei Shangxian, this is the osmanthus brewed by the wine fairy himself." A man rushed to Qing Wei with a wine jug and smiled earnestly.
Qing Wei took the osmanthus brew and fanned the aroma with his hand, which was fresh and pleasant, but he always felt that something was missing.
She raised an eyebrow and asked, "Brewmaster?" I haven't heard of it. Is this a wine fairy in the world or a wine fairy in heaven? ”
The man smirked, "Yes...... The wine fairy of the world. ”
Qing Wei waved his hand, and the meaning couldn't be more obvious.
The man was anxious and said: "But it only produces ten pots a year, and there is no one!" ”
Qing Wei calculated slightly, "One day in the sky, one year on the earth." Ten pots a day, three hundred and sixty-five days a year, three thousand six hundred and fifty pots a year, right? ”
The man nodded, "Uh, that seems right." ”
She closed her eyes and sneered, "Three thousand six hundred and fifty pots are mass-produced in a year!" Are you embarrassed to talk to the book of immortals 'unique'? ”
After saying that, the man also felt that it made sense when he heard it, and honestly went to the back to line up.
Qing Wei yawned, his body was a little sleepy, and an inexplicable smell swept in, and everyone covered their noses.
Qing Wei opened her eyes in fear, looking for where the stench came from.
If you look closely, it was actually picked by a fat man in front of her.
In his back basket was something black and hard like a stone in a pit at one end, and an oil pot rested at the other.
He sent the fried 'stone' to Qing Wei and curry favor.
Qing Wei covered his nose and avoided it, "You, what the hell are you?" ”
When the fat man heard this, he was very proud, patted his chest and introduced: "The world's delicacies, the world's delicious-Changsha stinky tofu!"
Stinky tofu with an inscription written by Chairman Mao, a gold medal snack for the Hunan Provincial Party Committee to entertain foreign guests, Changsha...... Don't be like this! It's really delicious! ”
"-Bang!" The sound of something falling in a snowdrift.
Qing Wei stroked his forehead.
There were more and more people who came to offer gifts, and the chatter was so noisy that Qing Wei's brain was about to explode.
He looked sideways at Yao Chi and sighed.
Since the phoenix dove is unkind to her, then it's no wonder that she!