Everyone greedily sucked the scent in the sky, and then flew up with the scent, heading towards Chen Wouji's shop.

Ximen Chui was guarding the brine while making a plaque, and was about to go out and secretly hang up the signboard of the Yuntai Hotel.

Suddenly, at the door of the shop, many monks with green eyes looked at him, and his heart suddenly chuckled.

It's over, it's over.

Didn't you say that you would only come tomorrow to find trouble?

Simon exerted all his strength, ready to shout loudly for Chen Wouji to run away.

"Boss, what are you selling, and why does it smell so good?" asked a monk leaning forward.

"Yes, yes, tell me, what are you selling, why is it so fragrant? Is it fairy cuisine?"

Ximen blew a breath, almost didn't suffocate, and thought that the store was being demolished, so Lao Tzu jumped.

Chen Wuji heard the noise below and walked down.

Ximen Fu hurriedly ran over and pushed Chen Wuji out.

"Our shopkeeper is here, you can ask him any questions you have. Simon said happily to the monk at the door of the shop.

"Shopkeeper, tell me, what are you selling, why is it so fragrant, I almost didn't bite my tongue when I smelled it. A monk said, drooling.

Chen Wou-Ki watched the emotions of the crowd run so high, it seemed that it was time to pretend to be forced.

"Everyone, be quiet," Chen Wou-Ki waved his hand, calming everyone's emotions.

"I know everybody, you want to know what I'm selling? Before I say that, I'm going to tell you a story.

It is said that a long, long time ago, in the mortal world, there was a poor monk named Dehua. Because his family has been poor since he was a child, he takes a lunch of porridge and wild vegetables every time and goes to watch the butcher kill pigs to satisfy his hunger.

Because the pork intestines were too tasteful, no one liked them, and they were discarded aside. The boy picked him up, washed him and steamed him repeatedly.

After countless experiments, he finally made the pig's large intestine delicious and abnormal, and earned spirit stones for his own cultivation.

In the end, this young man named Dehua, because of this large intestine, became a strong man step by step, and finally came to the crossing pass. However, he knew that his background was too small, and the chances of success were not enough.

Disheartened, he remembered the taste of the fat intestines. He used the last time of his life to go all over the **** to find all kinds of natural treasures.

Then a pot of juice was boiled, and the cloud beast intestines were put into it for boiling. The heart said that after eating this pot of fat intestines, even if he died, he would have no regrets.

But unexpectedly, when he ate this pot of braised sausages, something magical happened. ”

Chen Wouji's voice was very long, and then his eyes were fixed on everyone. The most important thing in selling things is to tell a story, and how can a product attract people without a story.

At critical times, deliberately pause to hang their appetites, just to make them ask themselves. Then I'm decrypting it so that they can remember it more memorably.

Yuan Linggen, who was above the pavilion, looked at Chen Wuji, who was like a river, and kept searching for the list of immortals that his father gave him.

What kind of fairy is this? Could it be a common name, changed after flying? I tilted my ears sideways, and I also wanted to hear the name of this dish.

Simon's eyes widened, he didn't expect it to be the food handed down by the immortals, is it so cowhide?

The crowd was really attracted by this twisted and bizarre story, and they thought more about themselves. A group of people who dig garbage in the PTZ, who are not persisting for their dreams.

"Shopkeeper, what happened in the end, you have to say. The anxious monk hurriedly asked.

"Ahem, cough, after eating fat sausages, a divine light appeared in the sky, enveloping his whole body.

He slowly floated into the sky, and the chickens and dogs he raised also became immortals. This is the story of a man who eats intestines and a chicken and dog ascend to heaven. Chen Wuji said exaggeratedly to everyone.

"Boss, isn't what you're talking about too mysterious? I don't have a fart reaction when I eat so many cloud intestines. A monk shook his head.

"I've also eaten cloud sausages, don't I feel so amazing?" said a monk.

Yuan Linggen upstairs also felt that this story was a bit nonsense.

"Quiet, the point is good, look at the point, my focus is on the cloud intestine? My focus is on the pot of brine that is a treasure of heaven and earth. That's what you smell. Chen Wuji hated that iron could not become steel, and looked at the monk in front of the door.

"Yes, we came here smelling the brine, and it turned out to be made with natural treasures. A monk suddenly realized.

"Is that the ability to survive the calamity by eating your boiled sausage?" the monk then asked.

Many monks in front of the door also tilted their ears sideways, hoping to get a positive answer from Chen Wuji's mouth.

"Must drop" Chen Wouji's face is not red and his heart is not beating, I don't care if you succeed or not. If you don't succeed, can you still become a ghost and find yourself?

"You say, son. The monk asked uncertainly.

"I'm not open-minded!" replied Chen Wou-Ki affirmed.

"How much does a bowl cost?" was the price that all the monks welcomed.

"Hahaha, that's a good question, the chicken dog ascends to heaven and uses seven hundred and forty-nine kinds of heavenly and earthly treasures, and is slowly boiled with god-level ingredients.

Originally, the price was at least 90 yuan for a piece of spirit, but when I first arrived in your land, in order to fulfill the wish of my ancestors to purify sentient beings, and also to make a friend with everyone, I promoted a low-cost copy of only one yuan spirit. "Chen Wuji originally said two copies of one yuan spirit, but he didn't expect it to be so popular, no matter how much the price was raised first.

"What? only one yuan spirit? so cheap. A monk said.

I'm sloppy, I already knew that there was a copy of the two yuan spirits, and a special code.

"This brother, what he said is not wrong, as long as one yuan spirit. One yuan spirit is not much, you can't buy a house, you can't buy a car, and you can't travel to Moscow. One Yuan Ling is not expensive, so there is no need to have a family meeting.

The first 10 people to come tomorrow can eat unlimited for free, and they can taste before they buy. Chen Wou-Ki took the opportunity to publicize it.

"You can actually try it first and buy it later? The boss looks like a real person, and I will definitely bring my friends to eat tomorrow." A monk said.

"Yes, at first, when I heard the cloud beast intestines, I had some doubts, but when I smelled this smell, I knew that it must not be a mortal thing. Why do you want to have a bowl tomorrow. ”

"Wuji is here to thank the Yuntai villagers for their support, and there is nothing to repay but to make delicious ingredients to repay everyone. After saying that, he bowed ninety degrees and thanked him.

"The boss is so polite, we won't bother you, I'll come over on time tomorrow to taste." After saying that, everyone reluctantly left.

When everyone was finished, Chen Wou-Ki estimated that his thing was going to be popular.

"Ximen Blowing hurriedly went to buy me another ten strings of fat sausages, and then signed a contract, which can only be sold to us in the future, I am afraid that some of them will take the opportunity to stock up.

Forget it, you watch the store and I'll go by myself, and you must not let others into the kitchen. After Chen Wuji finished speaking, he left the store in a hurry and walked towards the vegetable market.