Sure enough, a white phantom appeared out of thin air in the divine sea. With a move of his right hand, the literary energy in the ascending platform poured into the phantom's body and began to flow.
Qin Feng calmed down and watched attentively. He knew that this was Xu Ying demonstrating how to guide Wen Qi.
After the white and holy literary energy circulated in the shadow for five weeks, it gathered on the index and middle fingers of the right hand that were close together, and turned into a white needle, which looked somewhat like the silver needle commonly used by doctors.
Think about it, the literary skills taught in a medical book should naturally be related to medical skills.
At the same time, an inexplicable voice sounded again: "Bai Cun, it can be used after stepping into the ninth level. It can turn the cultural energy into sharp needles, break the skin into the bones, and kill people invisible.
The more prosperous the literary spirit, the stronger the power. "
Qin Feng opened his mouth wide and couldn't believe that the literary skills taught in a medical book were actually killing skills? Do you still have any medical ethics? !
Of course, he just complained about it, but he was still happy in his heart. After all, after being a turtle for so long, he finally had the means to take the initiative to attack.
Moreover, just looking at the introduction of Bai Cun's literary skill, it doesn't say that it cannot be used as a silver needle.
The white shadow disappeared, and Qin Feng returned to reality. He circulated the literary energy in his body, and within a moment, a white needle appeared on his two fingers together, which was Bai Cun.
This needle, no matter how you look at it, is a bit short and thin, which is incompatible with the majestic self... Qin Feng twitched the corner of his mouth. He could not admit that he was short, and could only attribute it to his own accumulation. The literary style is not enough.
Suddenly, as a burst of fragrance hit her nostrils, Cang Feilan's graceful figure came into view. She blinked her light blue eyes and handed over the bun in her hand.
I stayed at Tingyuxuan for three days and did not leave. During this period, Miss Cang kept coming to feed me. It felt so good to be taken care of by a rich woman.
Qin Feng took the bun and took a big bite, with a satisfied look on his face: "Thank you so much, Miss Cang, these days."
"Well, your guard in blue is already at the door of Tingyuxuan. It seems that he has been waiting for a long time." Cang Feilan said lightly.
Hearing this, Qin Feng ate the buns in several bites, but because he ate too fast, he choked and turned red.
Seeing this, Cang Feilan stretched out her white and delicate right hand, as if she wanted to pat Qin Feng's back, but halfway out, she suddenly thought of something, her movements paused, and the faint pink color climbed onto the mutton-fat jade-like hair. Tip of ear.
Qin Feng patted his chest several times and finally recovered: "Miss Cang, I still have something to do, so I'll take the first step."
"Well, I won't give it away." Cang Feilan replied softly. As the hurried steps on the stairs gradually faded away, she looked at her right hand in a daze.
I've been a little strange lately, what's going on... Cang Feilan thought.
"Uncle." Listening to the entrance of Yuxuan, Lan Ningshuang greeted Qin Feng.
Qin Feng nodded in greeting and was about to leave when he seemed to find something. Why did he feel that Miss Lan's temperament was different from before, as if she had more confidence?
Perhaps because she had been staring for too long, Miss Lan subconsciously took a step back, her eyes were a little dodgey, and her confidence was gone.
Sure enough, I was wrong. Qin Feng touched his chin and said, "Three days are here. Miss Lan, accompany me to Xinquan Street to get some wine."
"Okay, uncle."
In about the time it took them to burn incense, the two of them arrived at Xinquan Street. The door of Lao Li's house was not closed. At a glance, they saw that the courtyard was full of wine. If you take a closer look, there were three hundred jars of wine!
At this moment, Lao Li was sitting on the stone bench. When he saw Qin Feng and the two of them, he pointed to the courtyard: "The drinks you want are all here. They are all distilled repeatedly according to your requirements."
Qin Feng's eyes showed excitement, and he hurriedly opened a jar. The aroma of wine overflowed, and he seemed to get drunk just by smelling it.
Even Lan Ningshuang, who had never drank alcohol, couldn't help but be attracted by the aroma of wine and showed an intoxicated expression.
Qin Feng's thoughts disappeared into the Sumeru Ring, and then the Sumeru Ring in his arms flashed, and the three hundred jars of wine in the courtyard disappeared in an instant.
"Hey, you brat is quite rich? A space treasure that can accommodate so many wine jars is not cheap." Old Li raised his eyebrows and said.
"No, no, it's just a gadget." Qin Feng pretended to be humble, but he was happy in his heart. It's good to have a rich woman behind him. When you go out, you can show off your face even more!
After simply pretending to be cowardly, Qin Feng took out a money bag from the Xumi Ring: "Senior Li, this is the five hundred taels of silver agreed upon in advance. After the drinks are sold, 20% of the profit will be given to you. superior."
Lao Li took the money bag and tossed it in his hand. He did not show the joy of becoming rich. Money seemed to be just a number to him.
"Then what should I do next? Continue to make this kind of wine for you?"
"Brewing is definitely necessary, but I hope seniors will hide the brewed wine in the cellar and not take it out easily."
"Why? Once this kind of fine wine is released, money will come rolling in. I see that you are a greedy man, and you don't want to make a fortune from this wine?" Lao Li looked puzzled.
Qin Feng explained: "Things are rare and valuable. If this drink appears in large quantities in front of the world, it will be worthless. Business requires steady flow."
"I see." Old Li raised his eyebrows and glanced at Qin Feng with disdain, his look seemed to say, you are a profiteer.
"I understand. I will put the brewed wine in the cellar. You can pick it up when you need it."
"Thank you, Senior Li. I still have some things to deal with, so I'll take the first step." Qin Feng said goodbye with Lan Ningshuang and Lan Ningshuang. Three days have passed and the drinks in the restaurant should be sold out. If If the drinks are not replenished, Wangyueju's business will inevitably be affected.
After the two left, Lao Li poured himself a glass of wine, drinking half of it himself and spilling the other half on the ground as before.
The wine was very strong and had a strong aroma. Lao Li's face turned slightly red and he hummed an unknown tune in his mouth, recalling the days when he drank with his brothers.
Humming, humming, two lines of clear tears fell from the side of the cheeks.
He knocked on the ground with his crutch, and the bag containing five hundred taels of silver suddenly deflated.
For the poor people of Xinquan Street, today is a good day, because for some reason, some money appeared out of thin air on the table in their house.
That's their life-saving money.
...
When you come to Wangyue Residence, you can hear noisy sounds from a distance.
"What do you mean? You lied to us that we didn't have any wine, but in the end all the nobles on the third floor could drink it?"
"Why, rich people are human beings? We ordinary people are not human beings?"
"Selling drinks depends on a person's identity. You guys at Wangyueju are really amazing."
"Everyone, listen to me, what's so delicious about a restaurant like this? They look down on us. The worst we can do is go somewhere else to eat!"
Shopkeeper Peng at the door was sweating profusely and kept apologizing to everyone, but to no avail. He kept thinking in his heart, why doesn't the young master come? I can't hold it anymore.
At this moment, a ray of sword energy came through the wind and struck at the feet of the man who screamed the most fiercely, making him scream in fright.
The rest of the people were also confused by this sudden scene.
"A restaurant is a place to eat. If you want to make a noise, go somewhere else."
Everyone heard the voice and looked for it. The speaker was a handsome man wearing white clothes and a black shirt. Beside him, stood a beautiful woman in blue with a sword at her waist and a cold expression. .
Peng Qing was extremely excited when he saw the visitor: "Young master, you are finally here!"
