"The black-armored demon wolf, well, although it's a little bit worse, it's better than it is." The Nine-Finger Divine Chef recognized what kind of meat it was at a glance, and said in a disappointed tone, "I'll charge half of the meat as a processing fee, if you agree. Leave the meat."
"Junior agrees." Liu Wei'an was secretly shocked and pointed out that the processing fee of the magic chef was expensive. After eating the food he cooked, he really couldn't stand his cooking skills, so he could only sacrifice the meat of the black-armored demon wolf. Fortunately, his There is a lot of meat, half of it is enough to eat.
When the Nine-Finger Master Chef saw Liu Wei'an taking out so much meat, he was not surprised at all. With a wave of his hand, the meat on the ground disappeared without a trace. Liu Wei'an glanced at it and did not notice that he was wearing a space ring on his hand. Zi or bracelet, I am amazed, are all big people so awesome?
Although the Nine Finger Chef is enigmatic, he does not have the temperament of a gangster. He does things immediately after receiving the money. He is very cheerful. After tinkering in the kitchen for a while, in less than ten minutes, he has a large pot of five kilograms of food. The meat was brought out, the aroma was overflowing, and it made people want to eat.
Liu Wei'an really wanted to ask how he did it, but he held back and wolfed down the endless meat. The meat was soft, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The chef was a chef, professional, and it was even better than chicken. *Slippery, if the energy contained was not exactly the same, he would have almost thought that the Nine Finger Chef had changed the ingredients.
When I was leaving, I noticed that there was an additional dish on the notice board outside Jiuzhi Inn: stir-fried black-armored devil wolf meat. When he saw the price marked on the back, Liu Wei'an almost spit out his blood, 5 gold coins. He gave away thousands of gold coins to the Nine-Finger Chef.
"Senior, I was lucky today. I hunted a wild boar." A big man carried a wild boar weighing more than 200 kilograms and threw it on the ground, making a thud on the ground.
"What do you want to do with it?" The Nine-Finger Divine Chef glanced at the big man slowly, without even taking a glance at the wild boar on the ground.
"Old rules, half of it belongs to you, and the remaining half, cut into five pounds and give it to me for breakfast, and the rest will be converted into money and given to me." The big man said.
"Wait!" The nine-finger chef grabbed the wild boar, which weighed more than 200 kilograms, and threw it into the kitchen like a chicken.
"Senior, wait a minute—" the big man suddenly spoke.
"What?" The Nine-Finger Divine Chef stopped and looked back at him.
"I don't want the wild boar anymore. Give me a piece of this black-armored demon wolf." The big man licked his tongue and pointed at the newly added stir-fried black-armored demon wolf meat on the bulletin board.
"Half a wild boar can't compete with that dish." The nine-finger chef said leisurely.
"Then I'll give you the whole wild boar." The big man hesitated and said.
"Wait!" Nine Finger Chef walked into the kitchen.
Next, players came to the inn one after another carrying all kinds of game. Just like the big man, they exchanged game for food, or asked the Nine Finger Chef to handle it. The price was the same. Regardless of the price of the game, half was charged. of meat as processing fee. Liu Wei'an suddenly realized that people here did not skip breakfast, but went to earn breakfast.
The price of Jiuzhi Inn is astonishingly expensive, but there are surprisingly many people coming here to eat. It seems that they are all people who are not short of money. Seeing this situation, Liu Wei'an didn't want to leave, so he thought about it and walked to Jiuzhi Inn. The chef asked: "Senior, I want to set up a stall next to it, is that okay?"
"Whatever!" Nine Finger Chef said lazily. Inside the inn, people were coming and going, and he was the only chef, but he seemed to be very leisurely, always looking unhurried.
"Thank you, senior!"
Liu Wei'an took a few steps further, so as not to affect the business of Jiuzhi Inn. He found a big stone, took a brush and wrote several big characters on it: Talisman for sale! Then he stood on the edge and waited.
Something unexpected happened to him. After waiting for more than half an hour, no one came to buy. Not to mention buying, no one even asked. He couldn't help but wonder, it shouldn't be. He couldn't help but turn his head to look at the inn and found the black-faced god. He was glaring at him fiercely, and most of the players did not dare to ask because of his pressure. As for the truly powerful players, they probably looked down on his humble strength and didn't even bother to ask about it.
Upon seeing this, Liu Wei'an was not in a hurry. He calmly picked up the pen again and added four words on the stone: No credit allowed. Without looking at the mocking eyes of the black-faced god, he took out a talisman and smashed it on the ground.
Peng!
The flames exploded, covering an area of three meters in an instant. The raging flames soared into the sky, and the high temperature could be felt dozens of meters away, and the heat wave hit the face.
Seven or eight people in the inn stood up in shock on the spot, and several people's expressions changed drastically. The most interesting one was the black-faced god, whose mocking expression was frozen. His expression changed several times in the blink of an eye, and the chopsticks in his hands were broken. Didn't even notice.
"How do you sell talismans?" The first person to run over was the big man carrying the wild boar.
"Give me ten." The second person was a young man who was more cheerful and didn't even ask about the price.
"Twenty."
…
Liu Wei'an's side was suddenly crowded with people, and the heated scene exceeded his imagination.
"One gold coin and two." After thinking for a long time, he decided to set the price at 1 gold coin. Although he knew he could sell it, in terms of long-term interests, one gold coin and two was the most appropriate.
One thousand flame talismans were sold out in less than ten minutes. Seeing that many people were still unsatisfied, Liu Wei'an took out one thousand more and said to everyone: "The last thousand are gone. Once sold out, they will be gone."
"Can I trade other items if I don't have gold coins?" someone asked.
"Only gold coins and power seeds are traded." Liu Wei'an said.
…
There were several people sitting at the table of the Black-faced God. It could be seen from their expressions that they should be the followers of the Black-faced God. Seeing that everyone had bought fire charms, several people were sitting uneasily. Finally, a tall and thin man spoke: " Brother Hei, I think... that... you know my family..."
"Bamboo pole, what do you want to say?" The black-faced god said with a dark face.
"I want to buy...some...talismans!" Zhugan whispered.
"Get out!" The black-faced god stared at him for a long time, and finally waved his hand weakly.
"Thank you Brother Hei!" The bamboo pole was like a blanket of amnesty, and he ran quickly in the opposite direction of Liu Wei'an. After running a few steps, he suddenly heard the black-faced god shouting: "Wait a minute!" His body suddenly stiffened, and he looked back at the black-faced god. God, his face was full of disappointment. But I heard the black-faced god say expressionlessly: "Buy 50 of them for me too!"
"I will definitely do it." Zhugan rushed out in a flash, obviously not wanting to give the black-faced god a chance to regret it.
"Brother Hei, we--" Qi Qi and his younger brothers couldn't hold it back when they saw this. They didn't know how many talismans Liu Wei'an had, but no matter how many they were, they had to have this thing in their hands, otherwise they would all regret it.
"Go away, get out of here!" The black-faced god was already regretting that he was too reckless yesterday. He thought it was a strange face and didn't care. He didn't expect that this kid actually had a flame talisman.
If the flame talisman were in other places, many people would look down upon it and it would not be something he would be interested in, let alone someone more powerful than him. However, in Mogu Mountain, the flame talisman is definitely one of the most sought-after items. There have been several flame talismans in the past, brought in by new people, but they were only three or five, which did not constitute a large scale. It is not like now, with two thousand, it is estimated that it will not be quiet tonight.
"Give me 100!" Zhugan finally squeezed in and took out the gold coins he had prepared.
Liu Wei'an had long known that Zhugan was the person next to the black-faced god, but he didn't say anything and took out the talisman. Now he is seeking wealth, and grudges belong to grudges, and business belongs to business. He distinguishes them very clearly.
The moment the bamboo pole took the talisman, his anxious heart calmed down. In the distance, the black-faced god who noticed here also felt relieved. He couldn't help but feel that Liu Wei'an was not so hateful anymore.
Liu Wei'an expected that the flame talisman would be very popular in Mogu Mountain, but he still didn't expect it to be so popular. He vaguely felt that there were some things he didn't understand yet.
Mogu Mountain is very big and there are a lot of people. Some people who skipped breakfast heard that there were flame talismans for sale, so they rushed over and surrounded Liu Wei'an. Liu Wei'an had no choice but to take out three thousand more flame talismans one after another, and finally These people were dismissed, and then he took out the shield and sold it, but no one took it. Only a few people wanted to show favor to him and bought one as a token. He was disappointed, but then he reacted and put away his shield.
People who are able to come to Mogu Mountain to take refuge, no matter what the reason, have one thing in common, that is, they are powerful. Basically, they all have a cultivation level of mid-Silver or above. As their strength increases, the requirements for equipment will naturally increase, such as black iron weapons. They are no longer in their eyes, even if they have the power of bronze, they will only be attracted by silver.
"If you can give me 10,000 talismans, I will give you this material." A dry voice sounded in my ears.
Liu Wei'an stopped packing his shield and looked at the speaker. He was a beggar. He was unkempt and his hair covered his face. He couldn't see his face, so he couldn't tell his grade. His clothes were in tatters, but he had washed them well. Clean, that is, he knows how to wash clothes but does not wash his hair for some reason. Through his hair, he can see that his eyes are full of tiredness.
Liu Wei'an's eyes fell on the beggar's hand, holding a fist-sized piece of metal, cyan, crystal clear, radiant, like a scorching sun, exuding an indescribable charm, like a man who has read poetry. Even if the wise man of the book does not speak, he can make people feel the strong talent. Of course, this is just a metaphor. In fact, metal gives people a kind of sharpness, a kind of brave and diligent spirit that never stops.
"What kind of material is this?" Liu Wei'an found that the moment the beggar took out the material, everyone nearby froze in their movements, and something called greed burst out in their eyes. Although he tried his best to suppress it and pretended to be indifferent, that kind of The unnatural movements are so obvious.
"Blue Sky Divine Gold!" The beggar's voice was still low and weak, and it sounded like a thunder in Liu Wei'an's ears.
The road is like the sky, difficult to climb, but the blue sky god gold is brave and diligent, and will never stop. This is a description of Qingtian Divine Gold. In just a few sentences, you can roughly imagine the magic of Qingtian Divine Gold. If he hadn't known about the "Elementary Casting Technique" for a while, Liu Wei'an would have never even heard of Qingtian Divine Gold. It was because he knew about it that he was shocked.
