The two followers of the Third Highness looked at each other: "We have all bought it, and we can't buy it again......"

"Think of a way, you have cultivated for tens of thousands of years, have you cultivated to the pig's brain? You can't buy it yourself, let me pull someone to buy it!" His Royal Highness was impatient.

Two subordinates: "But the people who brought us over treated us as a trust, thinking that we were forced to buy and sell." ”

"Lao Tzu paid for them to eat!" The Third Highness said angrily on the surface, but in his heart he was praising his wit, Lao Tzu could actually think of such a method!

The two followers quickly took a male cultivator with a bitter face and a deep hatred.

A follower took out a medium-grade spirit stone and stuffed it to the male cultivator, asking him to buy the remaining baked cake.

The male cultivator took the baked cake with a sad face, he really didn't want to eat this ordinary product, he was not hungry now, the Zhuji monk could open the valley, would he die if he ate this baked cake?

But as soon as he looked up, he saw two high-ranking monks staring at him, as if if he didn't eat it, they would eat him.

What to do?

The male cultivator gritted his teeth, picked up the baked cake, and took a bite of it, and I was thiaped......

The male cultivator put the baked cake in front of his eyes and carefully observed it, scanned his mental power, and said in surprise: "Is this a baked cake?

Click, click, click-

In the face of the huge opportunity, the male cultivator had forgotten everything and ate a baked cake with a click. Ignoring the wonderful taste in his mouth, he sat down on the spot and began to cultivate.

There is not much aura contained in a baked cake, but the problem is that this aura is affinity and active, and it is a tyrannical thing to ignite the cultivation that this monk has not advanced for a long time, and it is simply a tyrannical thing not to take advantage of this opportunity to cultivate.

His Royal Highness shouted excitedly: "Sold out, beauty, hurry, make the next furnace!"

Of course Xue Cheng was going to do it, she wanted more people to taste and become famous than anyone else.

She is constantly changing and adjusting while doing it, and the taste effect is constantly changing and adjusting, and each furnace has the characteristics of each furnace.

The captured strong man quickly went bankrupt.

"Hey, do you want to buy this baked cake?" the Third Highness urged impatiently. He was eating on the head of Xing, exactly ten people, ten furnaces, Xue Cheng had already made many furnaces in a row.

The male cultivator said embarrassedly: "Senior, my spirit stone has been spent!"

His Royal Highness said impatiently: "Get out, you two go and catch someone for me again!"

The two followers immediately ran to arrest someone.

The male cultivator reluctantly said: "Senior, I'll go back to raise money, you must keep it for me!"

Linglong's small shop has a strange way of increasing the number of customers.

A month later, almost all the monks in Penghao Immortal City knew that there was a small Linglong shop a hundred miles away from Xiancheng, and the small shop currently only sold one kind of food, baked cakes, ten in one furnace, each with a different taste and effect, it seemed that the immortal kitchen was constantly experimenting and improving.

You can only buy one furnace per person, and you will only make a furnace after selling one.

Pengxian Building, Penghao Immortal City, the scene of full customers and lively in the past is no longer there.

Penghao Immortal City is built on the basis of Huaxian Pond, as the first floor of Penghao Xiancheng, Pengxian Building has the Celestial Clan's shares, and every day there are a few delicacies in the Huaxian Pond sold in Pengxian Building as the finale dish.

If you want to eat these delicacies, you often need to book them months or even years in advance, it is one such Xiuzhen restaurant, this month, the business has gradually declined, first some rich high-ranking monks in the city no longer book their food every three or five times, gradually, the orders of the nearby high-ranking monks are also less, and now they rely on some old customers from other places to support the façade.

"Shopkeeper, I found it, I found out where our customers have gone!" said to a male cultivator who was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window on the top floor drinking top-notch fairy tea.

The shopkeeper immediately asked, "Where did you go? Where can those foodies go? Where can the Xiuzhen food be better than our Pengxian Building? Could it be the Xiuzhen Food Building in Heavenly Court? They don't have that kind of value!"

"No," the male cultivator wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and said, "They all went to a small wooden shed called Linglong Xiaodian a hundred miles west of Penglai Immortal City, where only one kind of baked cake is sold, ten per furnace, and one person can only buy one per furnace!"

The shopkeeper didn't believe it at all: "What kind of interstellar joke, a seller of baked cakes can rob our Pengxian Lou's business?"

The male cultivator said: "It's true! Look!" The male cultivator stroked his sleeve, and a three-dimensional scene image appeared in mid-air, and in the middle of a three-dimensional video, there was a long queue on the side of the road, and there were male nuns and nuns in line, who cultivated from Qi refining to Mahayana...... There is also an immortal in the Hanging Realm, the team squirms slowly, and the camera shows a small wooden building, two floors above and below, and a mortal woman on the first floor of the small building is meeting.

The shopkeeper was incredulous: "Is this true?"

Male cultivator: "It's true, my subordinates have already inquired, and the immortal in the Hanging Realm in line is the Third Highness of Heavenly Court." ”

"Third Highness?" the shopkeeper hesitated, the Third Highness was known for his gentleness and recklessness. He has excellent talents, but he never takes cultivation seriously, he has not learned since he was a child, but his cultivation has risen gradually, and now it is only 20,000 years, which is the cultivation of the early stage of the Hanging Realm. In the past 20,000 years, it is absolutely impossible to say that the three highnesses have done ridiculous things for three days and three nights, but they have never done a single serious thing.

"Let's go, I'll take a look. The shopkeeper took his men out of Pengxian Building. A luxury car is already ready outside the door.

The two got into the car and quickly went out of the city gate.

As soon as he left the city, the shopkeeper abandoned the car and fled, and the journey of 100 miles came in an instant.

Before I landed, I saw a long procession that was several miles long.

The two of them fell next to the queue, and the shopkeeper asked one of the monks in the queue, "Fellow Daoist, is this queuing up to buy baked cakes?"

The male cultivator built the foundation cultivation, and couldn't see through the shopkeeper's cultivation, so he said vigilantly: "Don't cut the queue, the boss won't sell it to you, and the high-ranking monks in the back row will also oppose you." ”

In the face of such vigilance of the queuer, the shopkeeper said: "Don't worry, I'm just curious, and I will never cut the line." ”

"Is it just curiosity?" the monk in line was obviously not convinced, and was on guard with all his body.

The shopkeeper had no choice but to ask the other monks in line, but when the monks saw him coming, they were all like great enemies.

In the end, the shopkeeper could only wait at the end of the line, and now the other monks no longer looked at him with the eyes of the invaders.

The shopkeeper asked the monk in front of him, "Can it be your turn in such a long line?"

The monk turned around and said, "If it is not today's turn, tomorrow will be tomorrow, anyway, we are monks, and we meditate and rest on the spot at night." ”

The shopkeeper was speechless and surprised: crazy, these people are crazy, is there magic in this mortal's baked cake?

The monk said, "Shopkeeper, why don't we buy one and try it too?"

As they spoke, there were several monks in the back line.

Of course, the long line had only half digested it all day, and it was the mortal who had been making the baked cakes for a whole day with great dedication.

As night fell, the shopkeeper of Pengxian Lou took his men to meditate on the spot and continued to wait in line.

The shopkeeper, who thought that they would be able to eat the baked cakes smoothly the next day, was told early in the morning that the chef was going out today and asked for a day off.

I'll it!

The shopkeeper cursed in his heart, but none of the monks in the line left, some continued to meditate and rest, and some meditated.

Others are discussing the texture of the yakiniku they ate yesterday, and the aura structure and its effect can be compared to that kind of natural treasure.

The shopkeeper only scoffed at these words, and this mortal definitely used something that would hallucinate the monk or magic or even magic. When she opens her shop tomorrow, she must expose her conspiracy.

Early in the morning of the third day, the Linglong store opened normally.

The queue squirmed slowly, and some people immediately went back to the back of the line after buying it once, and then lined up, and maybe even tomorrow when it was their turn to buy a yakiniku again.

The shopkeeper couldn't help but feel heartache: It's just a plaything that is demoralized, a plaything is demoralized! Every day, he keeps queuing up to sell baked cakes to eat, wasting his good years of cultivation, and there is definitely a big problem with this family's baked cakes.

After about two hours, the shopkeeper and his subordinates finally stood outside the gate.

Xue Cheng is carving flowers for the baked cakes, and the flowers she carved are not printed with molds after the baked cakes are made, but rolled into baked cakes while rolling out the flowers naturally, so the patterns on the baked cakes are closely related to the trend inside the noodles.

The shopkeeper thought: Although the baked cakes she rolls are more chic, and the patterns are naturally formed with the movement of the rolling, this is just a small skill of carving insects.

Ten baked cakes were made, and one of the stoves in the stove was baked, Xue Cheng took out the ten baked cakes inside and put them in the basket, allowing customers to take them, and the spirit stones were placed in a basket next to them, and she was busy adding the newly made ones to the stove.

A customer in front of the shopkeeper threw a spirit stone into the basket and reached for the baked cake.

"Wait, I'm sorry, take back your counterfeit money, the small store has a small profit, and don't accept counterfeit money. Xue Cheng said casually, these days, there are many people who bully her as mortals, and there are many people who use low-level spirit stones to pretend to be high-level spirit stones to buy baked cakes, but fake spirit stones have also appeared, this is not the first time.

Not only did they use counterfeit money, but even the shopkeeper of Pengxian Building in the back was curious: "Girl, how can you tell that this is a fake spirit stone?" Moreover, this fake spirit stone is very realistic, if you don't use mental power to carefully probe it, you still can't find it." ”

Xue Cheng didn't raise his head and said, "I have my own method." ”

On the stone bench next to him, while eating baked cakes and drinking a little wine, the Third Highness said, "Another one with fake spirit stones will come and bring your fake goods to His Highness." Dare to use counterfeit money within the jurisdiction of our Celestial Clan, is to defy Tianwei, do you want to rebel?"

Poof, this monk was so frightened that he fell to the ground, "Your Highness?"

The Third Highness scolded: "Yard, Lao Tzu has been concentrating on cultivation during this time, acting in a low-key manner, and has not made any big news, don't you little miscellaneous people know Lao Tzu? Come here, hand over all your counterfeit coins, and confiscate the property of those who use counterfeit money!"

The guy who used counterfeit money also recognized the Three Highnesses, after all, the Three Highnesses, who are not doing business and making news every day, have too many anecdotes among the people, and their recognition is higher than that of Tianjun, which is equivalent to an Internet celebrity traffic star.

The counterfeit money guy couldn't stand up, but the Third Highness had a dog's leg to arrest him, in order to queue up to buy baked cakes, he recruited all his younger brothers, and temporarily recruited some younger brothers to help line up, and then he could sit on the stone bench and swagger and wait to eat.

A loyal subordinate immediately stepped forward, picked up the counterfeit man and brought it to the Third Highness, ripped off his storage bag, forcibly erased the spiritual power imprint on it and handed it to the Third Highness.

The Third Highness said disgustingly: "Don't take this kind of dirty storage bag to my disgusting Highness, find out the spirit stone inside and confiscate it, and return other things to him." The next time you let the counterfeit money be used again, all the property will be confiscated, and the first layer of repair will be abolished. ”

The subordinates quickly searched the storage bag of the counterfeit money monk, and all the spirit stones in it were taken out, and the real ones were confiscated and the fake ones were destroyed. The so-called confiscation is, of course, the money bag of the Third Highness filled, will he be handed over to the treasury of the Heavenly Court? He is the master who is eager to take out the money in the treasury of the Heavenly Court and squander it for himself.

After throwing the bag to the counterfeit monk, his men picked it up and threw it out, but no one cared how far it was thrown.

After more than a month in Penglai Star, Xue Cheng gradually learned that although the reputation of this Third Highness in the cultivation realm was not good, so far, she thought that this person was a good friend.

In fact, for people, people who everyone says are good, people may not be good to you, people who everyone says are bad, people may help you when you need them, they may be good to you, and making friends is like a pony crossing a river.

His Royal Highness did not bully her, did not buy and sell, and took advantage of the situation, and also took the security problem of Linglong's small shop very righteously. Of course, his main purpose is to eat.

Over there, the shopkeeper and his buddies in Pengxian Lou finally got the baked cakes that they had queued up for two days and two nights.

The shopkeeper instantly had the feeling that he should take this baked cake home and offer it, which was really hard-won.

The shopkeeper cherished the baked cake and took a bite, carefully feeling the hallucinogenic ingredients in it, he thought that as the shopkeeper of Pengxian Building, he had tasted almost all the ingredients of Xiuzhen, except for some immortal-grade ingredients who were not qualified to taste.

However, he didn't even taste any hallucinogenic ingredients, on the contrary, the original simple spiritual face, the beautiful taste in it was stimulated, and the aura actually formed a special structure, and after entering the body, it had the effect of magically purifying the meridians!

Is the world crazy? Why would a mortal have such a means?

The shopkeeper raised his head and stared at Xue Cheng carefully again for a while, with his cultivation in the god transformation period, the other party was indeed just a mortal.

The shopkeeper lowered his head and tasted again, and made a new discovery, this baked cake did not use the means of the fairy kitchen, and the reason why it can have the effect of purifying the meridians is because of the pattern, or the production method.

Then, the shopkeeper was a little disdainful, such a carving insect skill, if he did it by the immortal chef of Pengxian Building, it would definitely be several times better than what this mortal did.

If she just relied on this little carving skill to pull away all her customers, she could bring back all the meals she had.

The shopkeeper confidently returned to the city to gather his immortal chefs to develop new dishes.

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