Fang Dequan's doubts in his heart, no one could help him answer them.

But people want faces, trees want bark!

Those who can come to Yuntai Mountain to participate in the martial arts conference can basically be regarded as people with heads and faces.

Everyone else throws it into the box in twos and twos, are they embarrassed to throw less?

The answer is clearly no.

Even if there are some people who don't pay attention to their personal face, they have to consider the face of the sect, right?

So when bowls of noodles are constantly brought out of the kitchen, these pieces of silver are constantly thrown into the wooden box.

Even if you think that this bowl of noodles is really not worth this price, the silver thrown out will not be less than two taels.

This little brother Xu dragged his tired body to help them cook lunch.

There is no merit and hard work!

Not to mention more, at least it has to be the same price as a nutrition package for two taels of silver, right?

So when Xu Yang personally carried the last bowl of noodles, he walked out of the kitchen, and the large wooden box without a lid at the kitchen door was already full.

Seeing Zhang Tianxiang, who was walking with him, with an incredulous look on his face, Xu Yang smiled proudly.

As a successful businessman, you have to study the psychology of each consumer.

The owner who can spend two taels of silver to buy a nutrition package will not care about spending a few more taels of silver to support that façade.

Even if someone really cares about that little money, in this kind of place where the rivers and lakes are gathered, they have to slap their swollen faces and become fat.

After a while, Zhang Tianxiang, Liu Xiaohu and others jointly lifted the box full of silver and walked happily to the kitchen that they had temporarily requisitioned.

After some counting, the corners of their mouths were about to laugh.

At noon today, a total of 962 bowls of noodles were cooked.

And the silver counted out of the wooden box was as high as three thousand one hundred and fifty-eight taels.

In other words, on average, in each bowl of noodles, it is a sky-high price of more than three or two dollars.

After getting this number, Zhang Tianxiang directly became speechless.

Damn, the black-hearted shopkeeper's methods, I really have to obey.

When he was in Taiping Town, he felt that it was already a sky-high price for a bowl of tomato egg noodles for 500 yuan.

And now, a bowl of noodles for three or two dollars once again made him realize how rare and strange he was.

The most amazing thing is that Xu Yang didn't set a price for today's noodles at all, and all this silver was given voluntarily by those guys.

Xu Yang is also quite satisfied with this figure.

He just thinks about the problem from the perspective of human nature, but he didn't expect that these guys are even more powerful than he imagined.

The cost of noodles is really not high.

A bowl of noodles and a few taels of flour are not worth a few dollars at all.

The vegetable leaves and pork used as ingredients are not much in quantity, and the price is not expensive, so it doesn't cost much silver.

And those buckets of mutton soup that Xu Yang used as soup stock were purely waste utilization, and they didn't cost half a penny at all.

In this way, in addition to the labor cost, the most expensive thing is the sixty cans of mushroom meat sauce that he exchanged from the exchange area of the system.

100 spicy points can be exchanged for a jar of shiitake mushroom meat sauce.

If converted into cash, a jar is five taels of silver.

Sixty jars, that's three hundred taels of silver.

The revenue of more than 3,100 taels of silver, after deducting all kinds of messy costs, there is still a net profit of 2,600 taels of silver.

Of the two thousand six hundred taels of silver, Xu Yang alone got eighty percent, so he had to take away two thousand taels of silver.

The remaining six hundred taels of silver were divided equally between Zhang Tianxiang and Zhao Qianru and other six people.

After receiving the dividend of one hundred taels of silver from Xu Yang, Deng Wenbin looked ignorant.

Damn, that's too good to make, right?

No wonder Fang Dequan, that kid, followed Xu Yang all day long.

If he could earn so much money every day, he, the second-in-command of the younger generation of Canglongmen, would follow Xu Yang in the future.

Of course, if this idea is known to Xu Yang, although he doesn't mind taking an extra little brother, Xu Yang will definitely have to spray this guy's face.

You're just a coolie who helps serve noodles, and in just one noon, you can earn a hundred taels of silver, and you still want to have it every day?

What the hell, are you crazy about money?

If you really want to talk about it, Xu Yang has really made a lot of money in the past few days.

In the first three days, including that bet, he had earned a total of more than three thousand six hundred taels of silver.

And today, the rate at which he is making money has become even more insane.

Three thousand four hundred and fifty denarii for the gambling money, plus the two thousand taels of silver which he now divided.

Today alone, Xu Yang earned more than 5,400 taels of silver.

This speed of making money is simply appalling.

But if anyone thinks that he can maintain this rate of making money every day, it is pure.

The martial arts conference held in Yuntai Mountain is only held once every three years.

In other words, this kind of crazy opportunity to make money is also once every three years.

After all, on other occasions, it is not easy to gather so many people who are not bad for money.

So after tomorrow, even if Xu Yang wants to repeat the old plan, he will have to wait for another three years.

When all the guys who got a hundred taels of silver dispersed, Xu Yang stood there alone and was stupidly happy.

To be honest, including himself, he never thought that he could earn such a huge sum of money in such a short period of time.

In just four days, he earned nine thousand taels of silver.

What's more, this money-making speed is even faster than mining silver mines.

Once upon a time, Xu Yang also felt that it was definitely a distant thing to get 25,000 taels of silver to exchange for a high-grade treasure chest.

Judging from the current situation, it is not unattainable to earn 25,000 taels of silver.

Xu Yang thought about it alone for a while, and no longer dwelled on this issue.

Soon, the afternoon game will begin.

As the schedule was nearing its end, there were only three races left in the afternoon.

Six into three.

This is not an ordinary difficulty.

Xu Yang's Canglongmen, where he was, ranked sixth in the total score accumulated before.

So what they have to face this afternoon is the Yuntai Sect, which ranks first in the rivers and lakes.

Judging from the current collection, as the host of the Yuntai Mountain Martial Arts Conference, including the two substitutes, the seven contestants in his youth group are all first-class masters of the lower grade.

The one with the highest martial arts cultivation is said to have reached the pinnacle of first-class lower grades.

On the other hand, on the Canglongmen side, except for Xu Yang, a guy who can defeat the first-class lower grade realm, and can also handle it a little, no one else can enter the magic eye of the Yuntai Sect at all.

Because none of the contestants in their youth group are masters who have broken through to the first-class realm.