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Chapter 11 Hunger Marketing in Another World(1/2)

I don’t know when and where it started, but a rumor circulated in Qingyun Sect.

It is said that there is a young man with both talent and talent in the inner kitchen of Qingyun Sect. He accidentally obtained the mysterious recipe of Qingyun Chef God a hundred years ago, and used this to study a precious medicinal meal that is unparalleled in the world.

Ordinary people can transform themselves after taking this medicinal meal, wash the essence and clear the marrow, and they will be able to transform themselves. From then on, they will soar into the sky and become martial arts geniuses no longer far away.

Even breaking through the ninth level of martial arts and opening the Heavenly Gate is not a delusion.

When the rumors spread to the end, they became even more outrageous. They said that they were just a pig and could cultivate themselves into essence after taking medicinal food.

What?

If you don’t believe it, look at the lady in Elder Cheng’s hometown, isn’t it a ready-made example.

I think about how much effort and resources the elder Cheng spent to get Miss Cheng’s martial arts into the martial arts, and then he never made any progress.

But now, he is a third-grade warrior.

Facts are better than words, and the rumors seem to be true as they spread.

...

One month later.

Inner kitchen courtyard.

The noise was like a gong, pushing and shouting, and many people gathered in a pile, looking at one of the rooms with an extremely eager look.

Soon, a small deer-skin boot was stepped outside, and everyone's movement stopped suddenly, and then it surged up with a tide.

"Choose me and choose me!!"

"I would like to serve a hundred taels of gold, just one soup!"

"As long as I give me a quota, I will agree no matter what the conditions are!"

"Please, you're sorry, you're sorry kid!"

...

"Quiet! Give me peace of mind!"

Miss Cheng held her head up and stood up with her chest. She moved a small stool and stood on it. She looked at the longing eyes and felt indescribable satisfaction.

Look at what they have become in order to drink the soup, and they are not like themselves, and they drink as much as they want.

Alas, I have been tired of drinking the taste recently, so it’s time to ask Ergouzi to change the taste.

Cheng Lin'er coughed twice and calmed down the audience.

"Master Chen has a limited number of places, only ten people a day, only those who are destined to be selected, I will call my name now."

"Lin Yuan, Zhang Daquan, Xu Cheng...Xu Sheng!"

"There is me, there is me! Hahaha!!!"

"Let's be lucky, don't give up, there is still a chance in the future."

"I just said it's okay, I'll give it to..."

As if he was thinking of something, the man shut up in time and didn't tell the secret if others asked him.

"Why has the few people in front of you not changed? The dark side must be the dark side! I want to protest!"

"Hmph, Lin Yuan is Elder Lin's grandson, Zhang Daquan is the son of the president of Qingyun Chamber of Commerce, and Xu Cheng is the nephew of Elder Xu. Do you still want to compete with them?

What kind of destiny is this? After all, it is just a powerful person and a rich person. The world is like this, which is sad and lamentable!"

"Brother Tai's words are deafening. How dare you ask about your name? I would like to talk to you at night."

"Xu Sheng, the outer gate!"

"Isn't this the last name just now?!"

Xu Sheng bowed his hands and walked out of the crowd with a smile regardless of their disgust as if they had eaten shit.

I think he was waiting here for many days, but he had never become the destined person. Later, he was prompted by someone and suddenly realized that he immediately took out a hundred-year-old Polygonatum genitals handed down from his family and sent it to Chef Chen.

As expected, today, he became the tenth person with destiny.

Seeing Xu Sheng and others walking into the mysterious kitchen with Miss Cheng and paying for soup, the others wandered for a while and then dispersed in groups of three or three.

However, if someone is careful, you will find that the most fierce people just now walked out of the kitchen courtyard and went to the same place together.

Under the shade of the tree, A Shui squatted on the ground like an old farmer, mopping the ground with both hands, like a gibbon, holding a grass in his mouth, looking very arrogant.

"Brother Shuizi."

"Hello Brother Shuizi."

"Brother Shuizi, the weather is pretty good today."

Listening to Brother Shuizi, Ah Shui gradually lost himself. He seemed to have knocked out five stones, fluttering like an immortal, not knowing how high the sky is and how thick the earth is.

Until a slap comes.

A Shui staggered and hit the ground directly.

A Shui got up and said angrily:

"Who?! Who dares to hit Brother Shui?!"

"I!"

A Qingyun disciple with a fleshy face stretched out his big hand like a palm fan and said arrogantly:

"I'm so busy, why don't you pay it quickly."

Looking at the others, they held their hands together, watching coldly, looking like they were watching the show.

A Shui felt terrified, a group of ungrateful wolves, but they smiled apologized on their faces:

"So it's Brother Shan, I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you."

Then he took out a gray cloth bag from his arms and took out a silver leaf from it. It looked exquisite and beautiful.

"That's right. You have both money and goods. Brother Shuizi. If you have such a good thing next time, remember to take care of your brother."

Brother Shan pinched the silver leaves in his hand, patted A Shui on the shoulder, and looked good with two brothers.

The others received the money and looked enthusiastic, calling Brother Shui to take care of his brother.

A Shui rubbed his shoulder that had been sore just now, grinning, looking sure, who is our brothers with whom.

But he cursed in his heart, bastards will only find you bastards next time.

If you have money, you will be Shuizi, and if you don’t have money, you will be Shuizi.

It's so realistic!

There are six people in total, which are six silver leaves. Each silver leaf has a net weight of five taels, plus the process cost, and it is worth six taels and three cents.

A Shui didn't know why Brother Chen asked him to make such a silver leaf,

I bought it for six or three cents, and then gave it for five cents. Isn’t this burned with too much money?

He also asked, but Brother Chen shook his head and looked sighing, saying that you don’t understand, this is a stubbornness. People can be poor, but they cannot be without stubbornness.

A Shui didn't know what kind of style, just like he didn't know why Brother Chen's medicinal food was so popular, and he had to find a group of supporters every now and then, and said some lines that made him blush.

But A Shui still enjoys the feeling of giving money. Those calls from Brother Shuizi were so intoxicating.

After a month ago, he did not dare to call him brothers in front of these formal Qingyun Sect disciples.

Later, he discovered that these Qingyun disciples were also human beings, and they would flatter and be in front of silver...

Smile and lower your head.

A Shui stopped in place for a while, as if the sound of Brother Shuizi was still wandering beside his ears.

Why!

When will we really let everyone know the name of Brother Shuizi? It seems that no one calls Brother Chen Ergouzi anymore. Now they call him Master Chen and Chef Chen.

...

"Ergouzi!"

Cheng Lin'er put her hands on her hips and looked at Jiang Ping, who was counting silver notes in a chair.

"Where is my soup?!"

"Even though I said yesterday that I didn't like the current taste, how could you not make it for me?!"

"I may not like it, but you cannot ignore it!"

Jiang Ping stretched out one hand and stopped Cheng Lin'er's momentum, while the other hand was still counting silver notes one by one.

"There are 7,000 taels in total, 2,000 taels in the Royal Silver Notes of Zhao's Royal Silver Notes, 5,000 taels in the Tiantian Money House, and the money house of this Money Gang is actually more popular than the Royal Silver Notes."

Jiang Ping sighed.

Cheng Lin'er seized the opportunity and said something.

"That's of course, the Money Gang is the largest gang in the world, the first gang in the Three Kingdoms, and it is the money store for us people in the martial arts industry."
To be continued...
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