This time the sect's flying boat is a small shuttle-type flying boat, which is extremely fast, but its comfort is greatly reduced.
Except for the elders and deacons who have separate rooms to rest, they, the Qi Refining disciples, are all in one place.
The deck was not large, and it was crowded with people from front to back.
Probably in order to save spiritual stones, Feizhou did not activate the spiritual energy shield, but only activated a simple protective array.
With the scorching heat outside, the initial excitement of going out was gradually replaced by anxiety and boredom.
Cheng Yan and Ji Qiuyu were sitting in a corner.
Both of them had spiritual umbrellas hanging above their heads.
Ji Qiuyu looked at Cheng Yan in puzzlement.
"You haven't stopped since you boarded the boat. What are the contents of these bottles and jars?"
"You'll know after you taste it."
Cheng Yan picked up a white wide-mouth bottle and handed over a silver spoon.
"food?"
Ji Qiuyu took it dubiously, opened the lid of the white bottle, and felt a blast of cool air.
Inside is snow-white ice slag mixed with colorful spirit fruit pulp, which is fresh in color and greatly increases appetite.
Qi refining disciples have not yet abstained from grains and still pursue delicious food.
"Forgot this." Cheng Yan grabbed a handful of shelled plain melon seeds and sprinkled them on them.
Ji Qiuyu nodded: "It looks more appetizing when decorated like this."
She immediately took a bite with a silver spoon and ate it, her brows immediately relaxed.
"How's it going? Does it taste good?"
"The fruity flavor is strong, the flower seeds are crispy, and the refreshing taste is just right. You bought so many spiritual fruits just for this."
This is natural, she thought of it when she saw those spiritual fruits. After all, she is poor now.
Cheng Yuan speeded up the movements of his hands, and bottles of fruit shaved ice quickly filled the open space in front of him.
Ji Qiuyu was already eye-catching, but now she was eating with gusto, which quickly attracted her disciples to come over to inquire.
"Junior sister Ji, and this..."
"My surname is Cheng."
"Junior sister Cheng, what are you eating?"
Cheng Yan took out the wooden sign that he had prepared long ago and put it up in front of him. It read: [Beiyuan Specialty: Fruity Shaved Ice, 20 Spirit Stones per bottle. 】
Attached is a line of text: [Bottles and spoons are not given and must be recycled after consumption. 】
The senior brother in front of him became excited when he saw Beiyuan's specialty. Then he saw the fresh pulp in Ji Qiuyu's bottle, with a refreshing and cool smell.
Without saying a word, he took out the spirit stone and bought it.
When he had it in his mouth, he immediately praised: "The heat in my body is gone. Junior Sister Cheng, this is really good food."
As he said that, he bought a few more bottles and shared them with the senior brothers and sisters he had made friends with.
After going back and forth, the news spread throughout the ship that Beiyuan's specialty fruit-flavored shaved ice was sold in the corner of the deck.
More fellow students came to buy.
Who wouldn’t want to have such a refreshing bottle of iced drink in a hot and crowded spaceship?
"Don't worry, don't worry, it's all there."
Fortunately, Cheng Yan had already done most of the work before, otherwise she would have been overwhelmed by the rush of disciples from the sect.
"Give me a bottle."
A familiar voice came, and Cheng Yuan raised his eyes and smiled at Lin Jialuo: "Senior brother, this is your fiftieth portion. I will give you more ingredients and higher prices. Thirty spiritual stones, Chenghui!"
Lin Jialuo's eyes suddenly opened wide. Others were giving discounts at certain times, so why did he have to increase the price?
"Junior sister, I didn't offend you, did I?"
"Why not? Just call me: this junior sister!"
what happened? This junior sister with a sly smile looks more and more familiar.
Lin Jialuo rolled his eyes and suddenly pointed at her excitedly: "You, you, you, you are -"
Seeing that he recognized her, Cheng Yan said: "Now do you think this shaved ice is worth thirty spiritual stones for a portion?"
"It's worth it, it's worth it!" Lin Jialuo admired it while looking at it.
The students around him who knew Lin Jialuo were all surprised.
You must know that Lin Jialuo is famous for being a tough guy. Could it be that this female disciple is good-looking. Want to make someone smile with this?
Or is this stuff really that delicious?
The disciples who were watching couldn't help but buy one to try.
"Young City Master, there is a disciple over there selling shaved ice. I asked someone to buy you some." A female disciple offered the bottle in a flattering manner.
Yan Chu originally wanted to refuse, but when she saw the crystal clear water in the bottle, she felt her index finger twitch for some reason.
So she took it.
The female disciple was overjoyed: "Young City Master, my name is Li Tong. If you have anything to do in the future, just tell me."
Several female disciples around him immediately cast disdainful looks.
Although the annoying maid beside the young city lord is not here this time, they all want to take this opportunity to make friends with the young city lord. But they still look down on other people's flattery.
Li Tong didn't care about other people's opinions, she finally got along with the Young City Lord.
As she spoke, she couldn't help but take a spoonful of the food in her hand.
Well, it's ice cold, fragrant and crispy.
"I didn't expect that this thing is really delicious. You can also add sugar according to your own taste, especially the flower seeds, the grains are full, crispy... crispy!"
Why is this smell so familiar?
Li Tong's eyes suddenly widened: "This is my flower!"
…
Cheng Yuan has sold out all the cut spiritual fruits today. Although there were less than a hundred fellow disciples in total on the flying boat, some fellow disciples had eaten one portion and wanted another, and bought and bought again and again.
In addition, some were bought for the contract demons to share, so a total of one hundred and fifty copies were sold.
There are still more than half of the spiritual fruits in the storage bag, so it won't be a problem to sell them a few more times.
There were about a hundred bottles and spoons recovered. While Cheng Yuan was waiting, a female disciple rushed towards her in a menacing manner.
"So you are the bitch——"
Snapped!
A leaf of Lingfu grass stopped her in her tracks.
Cheng Yan also saw the person coming clearly and said casually: "It's you. I just bought two bottles. Do you want to add more? No more. Everything is sold out today."
"Bah! Who wants to eat your food!" Li Tong smashed the entire bottle in his hand.
Cheng Yan did not dodge, but formed a spiritual energy barrier in front of him.
The bottle was bounced away and shattered when it hit the ground. The ice water inside splashed all over Li Tong.
Li Tong was so angry that he itched his teeth: "You give me back my flower!"
Cheng Yuan took out a handful of melon seeds and distributed them to several of his fellow disciples.
"Fellow brothers, please help me take a look. Is there a name written on this flower? I don't know what I'm holding. How come it belongs to this same sect?"
A group of people immediately started eating melon seeds.
"Yes, the taste is pure. Produced by the authentic Sunflower King Demon, not bad."
"It's delicious, but the taste is too simple. I heard that in Fangshi in the south, the flower seeds have other flavors, such as milky flavor, garlic flavor..."
"Yeah, it's gone so quickly. This junior sister can give me some more."
Li Tong was so angry that he was jealous and his neck was thick: "I, Li Tong, am the only one in the whole sect who has the Sunflower King Demon! You were the one who severely injured my flower demon in the black market that day! It has not recovered yet! You, you still don't admit it, I …Woooo…”
Li Tong suddenly hugged his head and started crying, completely ignoring the opinions of people around him.
This momentum shocked Cheng Yan.
If she continues to provoke, hit or scold her, Cheng Yuan will not be afraid of her.
After all, this is the rule of the black market. On the competition stage, life and death are determined by fate. There is no such thing as settling scores. Not to mention collecting loot.
But now she breaks down and cries, and she cries so miserably.
All of a sudden, Cheng Yan couldn't fix it. .
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