"Huhhh...ah~It's great!!!"

When the sour and sweet, the cold fried ice melted in Xue Lan's mouth, and then spread from her mouth to her whole body with a cool feeling, she felt that her whole soul seemed to have been sublimated.

"Qinglin, try it too!"

After seeing Xue Lan's reaction, Wu Lang smiled and picked up a bowl of fried ice and handed it to Qinglin.

"Yeah~~"

After taking a bite of fried ice, Qinglin was stunned at first, then his little face was filled with a happy smile and said, "Brother Wu, this fried ice is delicious!"

"If it's delicious, eat more, anyway, there are still a lot of ice cubes here!"

"Hiss...good!!!"

After Wu Lang said to Qinglin, he also picked up the remaining bowl of fried ice and started eating.

After Xue Lan finished her last bite of stir-frying ice, she exhaled a bite of white air conditioner with some indifference, turned to Wu Lang and said, "Wu Lang, help me make two more bowls of stir-frying ice, I'm going to let the group leader and others try this stir-frying ice as well."

"Sister Xue Lan, why don't you take me to see your team leader! I happen to have a business to talk to the team leader and the others." Wu Lang thought for a while and said.

When Xue Lan heard this, she couldn't help but wonder: "Discuss business? Do you have any business to talk to the group leader and the others?"

After all, when Xue Lan and the others met Wu Lang, they only had a pair of short-sleeved and shorts left on him. What business can he do now with no money?

Wu Lang did not directly answer Xue Lan's words, but asked back: "Sister Xue Lan, if someone sells fried ice outside, do you think it is expensive to sell a silver coin for a bowl of fried ice?"

Upon hearing this, Xue Lan replied subconsciously: "Fried ice with one silver coin and one bowl? I don't think it's expensive!"

The lowest coin on Douqi Continent is copper coins. Ten copper coins can be exchanged for one silver coin, while ten silver coins can be exchanged for one gold coin.

If it is in places with severe cold climates, these fried ice is naturally worthless, but in desert cities like Shimo City, it is already very cheap to buy a bowl of fried ice with a silver coin.

A glimmer flashed in Wu Langxing's eyes, and he smiled with a playful smile on his face: "Sister Xue Lan, if I say I can make a large amount of ice cubes and then make it into fried ice for sale, do you think this business is a big deal?"

When Xue Lan heard this, her face changed slightly and asked extremely seriously: "Can you really make a large amount of ice?"

You should know that small amounts of ice making and large amounts of ice making are completely different concepts. If you only make small amounts of ice making, some fighters and fighters with ice attributes can create some ice cubes. However, if you want to make large amounts of ice, you must be strong men above the Great Fighter to do it.

However, the strong men above the Great Fighter will not be short of money, and they will not be able to make ice and sell money.

If Wu Lang could really use other methods to make large amounts of ice, then the ice-fried he made would be a monopoly business in Shimo City, and all monopoly business would be very profitable.

Wu Lang looked straight into Xue Lan's eyes and said seriously: "Of course I'm serious, Qinglin can testify for me."

"Um!"

Qinglin, who was standing beside her, heard Wu Lang's words, and she thought of so many saltpeters piled up in the abandoned wooden house before, and quickly pointed her little head hard.

Seeing this, Xue Lan narrowed her beautiful eyes and said, "Okay, I'll take you to see the team leader and the others."

After Wu Lang remade two bowls of fried ice, Xue Lan took him to the villa where the leader of the Motien Mercenary Corps was located.

The leader of the Motien Mercenary Group is named Xiao Ding, and the deputy leader is named Xiao Li. They are brothers. They also have a third brother named Xiao Yan, which is the male pig's feet in "Fighting Break the Sky".

However, according to the news Wu Lang heard from Xue Lan, Xiao Yan is still a useless person now. His fighting spirit has been in the third section of the fighting spirit for the past three years. Every time Xiao Ding and the others talk about this, they will shake their heads and sigh.

Although Xiao Yan's talent has not yet recovered, Wu Lang does not intend to seize his opportunity, because the dog licking game system in Wu Lang's body is much more advanced than Yao Lao.

If Wu Lang really robs Xiao Yan of his opportunity, the dog-licking game system in his body will easily be exposed to Yao Lao, and then it will be a bit more worthwhile.

...

Xiao Ding, who was discussing things with Xiao Li in the hall, saw Xue Lan bringing Wu Lang into the hall, frowned slightly and said, "Xue Lan, who is the person behind you?"

Upon hearing this, Xue Lan replied slowly: "Captain, this is the person we rescued in the desert yesterday. His name is Wu Lang. This time I brought him here because he made a snack called fried ice. I think this snack can add a considerable amount of income to our mercenary group."

"Two team leaders, this is fried ice."

As soon as Xue Lan finished speaking, Wu Lang quickly opened the food box in his hand and showed two bowls of fried ice radiant with air conditioning to Xiao Li and the others.

When Xiao Li, wearing mercenary costume, saw the two bowls of fried ice taken out by Wu Lang, a glimmer flashed in his eyes. He stood up and walked to Wu Lang to take a bowl of fried ice and ate it.

"Yeah...is not bad!"

After eating a whole bowl of fried ice in three or five seconds, Xiao Li exhaled a piece of white air and nodded with admiration.

When Xiao Ding heard this, he couldn't help but become interested in stir-frying ice. He knew very well his second brother's personality. The foods that he could recognize were usually delicious foods.

"Um~~Yeah!"

After Xiao Ding tried to take a bite of fried ice, he finally understood why Xiao Li would admire him? It was indeed a very pleasant thing to be able to eat a bowl of cold fried ice in such a desert city.

After seeing Xiao Ding finishing the stir-frying ice, Wu Lang smacked his lips with some indifference and held back his smile and said, "Since both team leaders have eaten stir-frying ice, we can now discuss business, right?"

"What business do you want to talk about?"

Wu Lang said: "I have a way to make large quantities of ice. To make fried ice only requires water and some fruit wine, and the cost price is almost negligible. I am responsible for making ice, and your mercenary group will send people to sell fried ice. The final profits are 50% of your mercenary group, and the remaining 50% are half of the remaining sister Xue Lan and I."

Xue Lan, who was standing beside him, heard Wu Lang's words and quickly refused, saying, "How can this be? This is the money you earn yourself, I can't collect it!"

"Sister Xue Lan, if you hadn't helped me, I would have died in the desert long ago. This is my wish. Please accept it, otherwise it would be fine if I didn't do this business!"
Chapter completed!