In the next half month, Zishu taught people to cook food in the morning, and dispensed medicine and inscriptions in the afternoon.

In her space, there are still many weapons without inscriptions, and the bones and teeth of some high-level fierce beasts will be greatly enhanced after being polished into weapons.

Now that Tianjiao City is short of resources, Zishu plans to get more inscriptions while the trading rally has not yet started.

To this end, she took the bones of the fierce beasts in the space and the warehouse to be polished into weapons.

With her current divine sense, a first-level inscription can successfully engrave more than ten or twenty pieces a day.

The sense of consciousness is strong, not to mention the speed, and the success rate is still high.

The second-level inscription device, when it is in good condition, can also succeed in five or six pieces.

The third-level inscription is a bit of a divine sense, and you can succeed in two or three pieces a day at most.

In Tianjiao City, it is very safe, after Zishu consumes his divine consciousness every day, the next day, his divine consciousness will increase.

This can be regarded as a kind of cultivation.

You can also earn the beast core, the best of both worlds.

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Half a month later, Qingyan Restaurant opened.

In Dongcheng District, the sky was just bright, and bursts of strong bone fragrance and the smell of steamed buns wafted out from the closed door of Qingyan Restaurant.

Langyue Cangxue turned over a few times on the bed, her nose twitched a few times unconsciously, and finally got up.

The attic chosen by the Langyue tribe is next door to Qingyan Restaurant.

Langyue Lianxi's original words at that time were: After Qingyan Restaurant opened, there must be many people who come here to eat, and their Langyue store will definitely be able to earn fierce beast cores when it opens here.

Before, Langyue Cangxue also felt that their tribe's Tianjiao was right.

However, now I suddenly find that I will smell these fragrances every day in the future, and I don't know if it is good or bad?

After Lang Yue Cangxue finished washing, he went downstairs to the hall only to find that he was not the earliest.

In the hall, all the warriors who remained in the attic would have risen, and there were forty or fifty of them.

The smell wafted out of the next door and into the hall.

Grunt

I don't know whose stomach rumbled, and then several more sounds sounded in different directions.

"It's almost dawn this day, why don't you open the door yet?"

One of the fighters, craned his neck, and looked next door.

I can only smell it, but I can't eat it, it's very torturous.

Langyue Cangxue paced, came to the door, and also glanced next door.

Squeak

The attic on the opposite side also opened the door, and when Langyue Cangxue looked up, he saw Yun Huan Qiuye walking out of the attic on the opposite side.

"Captain Cangxue, you got up so early, and after waiting for so long, you finally waited for the restaurant to open. Yun Huan Qiuye greeted with a smile.

"yes, it's finally opened, it smells so good, I just don't know, how is it eating?"

The two came out into the street and chatted with each other.

Both of them are now the heads of the shops opened by Lang Yue and Yun Huan, and it just so happens that the two stores are in two pairs of doors, and the two have gotten along well during this time.

I just don't know, after Elder Lang Yue and Elder Yun Huan came back, what would be their expressions when they saw the two shops in two pairs of doors?

As more and more people on the street, the door of Qingyan Restaurant creaked and was opened from the inside.

As the first door opened, several doors were opened one after another.

After planning to open a restaurant, Zishu asked Lianxi to arrange people to open up the five attics next to each other.

The door opened, and a boy or girl of seventeen or eighteen years old walked out of the backyard with a steamer.

The rich aroma wafted out of the steamer, and everyone hula-la-la gathered around without greeting.

"Finally, this is the bun, give me ten, no, give me twenty. ”

"It's bone broth, it's used to cook that noodle, right? ”

"Ouch, who pushed me?"

The teenagers and girls in Qingyan Restaurant were all stupid when they saw their eyes like hungry wolves.

The chef who recruited him wanted to knead the dough and chop the meat, so Zishu asked for it to be cultivated between one and two changes.

Many of these teenagers and girls who pick up buns and run errands are ordinary people.

As soon as the breath of the warriors was released, it was normal for ordinary people to be unable to bear it.

The Nine Cang Ape came over with someone, and when he saw this, he scolded coldly: "What are you squeezing?

Line up one by one, find a place to sit down, what you want to eat, order it, and someone will naturally send it to you.

The restaurants are open, and you can still eat less, and see what you all look like. ”

After Jiucang finished speaking, he waved his hand to the person behind him and ordered:

"The five of you are guarding the door, and if anyone doesn't understand the rules or makes trouble, beat them up and drive them away. ”

"It's a thousand!"

The five warriors answered in unison, stood guard at the door, spear in hand, and swept towards the crowd with unkind eyes.

"Hehe, Commander Jiucang, you also come to eat. Everybody, let the commander go in first. ”

The people who were still chattering immediately became polite after the Nine Ape appeared.

Just kidding, five thousand commanders, just nine thousand commanders, the most short-tempered.

I heard that the ten centurions under him were not convinced by him at first.

Later, in the name of competition, he was dragged to the martial arts training ground to learn.

It's only been more than half a month, look at the ten centurions, which one dares to be presumptuous in front of this one?

Not to mention, the four teams, so far, the team led by the Nine Ape has the fastest run-in.

Every time they go out, they bring back the most prey.

Seeing that these people were honest, the Nine Ape snorted coldly and walked through the crowd into the restaurant.

Seeing this, everyone also followed, walked in silently, and each found a place to sit down.

After Langyue Cangxue sat down, a young man came over and asked, "My lord, what do you want to eat?"

"What's in the restaurant?" asked Langyue Cangxue.

"There are noodles, steamed buns, steamed buns, and noodles, which opened on the first day today, and the city lord also boiled two furnaces of spiritual soup.

We've got 50 bowls here, do you want a bowl of spiritual soup?"

"There's a bowl of spiritual soup, a bowl of that, that's a bun, bring me ten, and then give me a bowl of noodles." ”

"Yes, please wait, sir. ”

After a while, the boy brought over what he had ordered.

Langyue Cangxue smelled the fragrance and brought the spirit soup as soon as possible.

A bowl of spiritual soup went down, and the spiritual energy rose from his abdomen, and after he refined, he smashed his mouth and said secretly: No wonder all the centurions and centurions run to the city lord every day.

He also wants to drink such soup every day, but his identity is not enough.

Now, with the restaurant, he will be able to drink such a delicious soup in the future.

Thinking about it this way, I suddenly felt that their store was located next door to the restaurant, which was actually quite good.

I drank the soup and took a bun, well, this one is also delicious.

By the time the noodles were served, the ten buns he had ordered had already been eaten by him.