Chapter Twenty-Eight: Selling the Spirit Valley (Asking for Recommendations, Collections)

Qin Xuan and Zhao Hu came in from the south gate of Lincheng, and at this time, they walked all the way to the east, and the prosperity was visibly increasing.

Without nostalgia for this, Qin Xuan continued to walk eastward with a purpose, and there was the Fang Market for Immortal Cultivators.

Although the thieves in the Fang Market in Lincheng are small, and most of the traders are Qi cultivation period cultivators, but just let Qin Xuan deal with the Spirit Valley in his hand, that is still enough.

As he walked, Zhao Hu suddenly looked at Qin Xuan, "Brother Xuan, I'm hungry, I want to eat the baked cakes over there." ”

Before Zhao Hu said this, he had already said a lot of similar things, such as eating sugar gourds, eating steamed buns, eating noodles and the like.

This guy is just a foodie, he can't walk when he smells the fragrance, and now that he hasn't finished his business, he is clamoring to eat, and he has said it many times before, but Qin Xuan refused.

The current word...... Eat, eat, eat!

After all, it's just a twelve-year-old child, and it's not good to be hungry, otherwise...... What should I do if the strength to help him resist the Spirit Valley is gone?

Windward Restaurant, on the second floor, Qin Xuan and Zhao Hu sat in a window position.

"Xiao Er, just have a few signature dishes, and a pot of wine!

"Wait a minute, the two immortals, the dishes will be served immediately!" Xiao Er was a sharp-eyed person, and he suddenly saw the token that Qin Xuan pinned to his waist.

Hearing this, the surrounding diners all looked over, with envy and awe in their eyes, but that's it, and there was no other reaction.

When he was in a hurry before, Qin Xuan didn't deliberately show his identity as an immortal cultivator, and it wasn't until he was in the city that he pinned the token to his waist.

Because he knew that immortal cultivators were not particularly unusual in the city, and ordinary people could often see them, and no accidents would happen.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry. As he spoke, Zhao Hu first nibbled on the baked cake in his hand.

Although Zhao Hu said that he wanted to eat baked cakes, Qin Xuan was not as shabby as just eating baked cakes, he was also a noble immortal cultivator, at least he had to eat in this kind of high-grade restaurant.

Speaking of which, the diet of this world is not so backward, which he can feel in the sect, and some dry food is quite edible.

When I was in Yangjia Town before, I also ate deliciously, although it was not as exaggerated as the delicacies, but it was delicious.

And in this restaurant in the city, Qin Xuan still has a little bit of expectations.

Maybe it's because of the identity of the immortal cultivator, the restaurant is very fast, and the portions are also a lot, completely full!

"Delicious, delicious. At this moment, Zhao Hu turned into the king of vegetables, and 90% of the things on the table went into his stomach.

What's infuriating is that after eating, this guy blinked his puzzled eyes and said, "Brother Xuan, the dish... Why is the dish gone... Hiccup~"

For Qin Xuan, the eldest brother, Zhao Hu can give him anything else, but about food, then I'm sorry, he wants it all!

Of course, this may be a bit absolute, but it is also roughly the same.

"Eat, eat, eat, just know eat, let's go!" Knocking Zhao Hu's head angrily, Qin Xuan put the money on the table, turned around and walked outside.

At the end, he added, "Remember to bring your stuff!"

"Oh..."Rubbing his head, he answered weakly, and Zhao Hu followed with the bag.

After eating and drinking, it's time to get down to business, no longer delaying, Qin Xuan took Zhao Hu straight to Fang City, and there were still more than eighty catties of Linggu in his hand, carrying strange troubles.

Although he had already thought that the Fang Market here was not big, what Qin Xuan didn't expect was that it would be so small.

Even because it was too small, there were not even branches of the Baiyun Chamber of Commerce and the Sword Casting Pavilion in this city, a total of seven or eight small shops stood here, and there were only one or two monks walking on the road, which seemed very depressed.

"Brother Xuan, the Fang Market here is so small, can we sell it in Linggu?" Zhao Hu asked.

"Of course it's sold, what about you as a vegetable market?" Although the market here is shabby, the most basic function is still there, but the goods are relatively low-end.

With that, Qin Xuan walked forward, chose a shop that looked barely good, and then led Zhao Hu in.

A few minutes later, Qin Xuan and Zhao Hu walked out with smiles on their faces.

"Brother Xuan, you are so powerful!" Zhao Hu's eyes were full of little stars.

Just now, Qin Xuan sold all the spirit valleys and got a full twenty-nine spirit stones!

In fact, the purchase price in the store was originally lower, but seeing that Qin Xuan sold so many shares at once, the shopkeeper personally came out and bought it at the price of three catties of a spirit stone.

There are no bloody plots that are targeted or remembered in the novel.

Because of their identity as disciples of the Qingshan Sect, they were just a few dozen catties of Linggu, and they didn't dare to do anything to themselves at all, and they were very polite when they were entertained, and they were served with good food and drink.

This made Qin Xuan a little uncomfortable, after all, he hadn't seen anyone in Menpaifang City enjoying this kind of treatment.

Fortunately, this situation did not last long, and soon, he came out with Lingshi and Zhao Hu.

"Boy, follow me in the future, and you will eat and drink spicy food!" Qin Xuan is a very realistic, or very stable person.

He doesn't paint a pie for others, he doesn't paint a pie for himself, and he doesn't look at the present with a future-oriented mindset until everything becomes a given.

Just like he obtained this very good system, except for the wild words he spoke at the beginning because he was excited, as soon as he calmed down, he recognized himself.

No matter how powerful he is in the future, he is just a kid in the Qi cultivation period now, and those powerful people can pinch him to death at will!

So at this time, his promise to Zhao Hu was very simple, including him to eat and drink. Other than that, the future is too far away for him to think about.

"Just eat it, I like to drink water. No longer holding Linggu, the smile on Zhao Hu's face was much more natural.

To be honest, Zhao Hu is too real, although his spiritual power penetrates his body, so that his strength is similar to that of an adult, but eighty or ninety pounds of things are resisted on his body, which is also a very heavy burden.

(Adults who work often can walk for a long time against a 100-pound object, except for those who do not exercise regularly, stay at home, and sit in the office)

But this guy didn't say a word along the way just now, what a stupid boy.

"No, the Qi Gathering Disperse issued by the sect, eat it when you cultivate in the future, eat more is good for your body!" Qin Xuan put the spirit stone into his arms, and then handed the bottle of Qi Gathering Powder he received yesterday to Zhao Hu.

"Brother Xuan, this thing is good for cultivation, then you should eat it, I don't even have the exercises, it's a waste of it!"

Zhao Hu wanted to shirk it, but Qin Xuan didn't talk nonsense directly, and stuffed the things into his hands, "Don't BB, say one more word, dinner will be halved today." ”

"Ah?!" Zhao Hu was anxious, and immediately put the gathering qi in his arms, "Brother Xuan, don't worry, I will definitely eat this thing!"

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