Rise From Doomsday Chapter 335: , Qingtian God Gold

"Black Armored Demon Wolf, ah, although it's a bit close, but it's barely enough. Chen? Yuan → Wen ↓ Xue √ Net" Jiu Zhi Shen Chu recognized what meat it was at a glance, and his tone was a little disappointed , "Charge half of the meat as a processing fee, and leave the meat if you agree."

"The younger generation agrees." Liu Wei'an was secretly shocked and pointed out that the chef had dealt with Fei Zhigui. He just ate the food he made. He couldn't stand his own cooking skills. He could only sacrifice the meat of the black armored wolf. Okay. He has a lot of meat, and half of it is enough to eat.

Nine-fingered 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 with his eyes, but didn't notice that he was wearing it on his hand. Wearing a space ring or a bracelet, I am amazed, are the big people so awkward?

Although Nine Fingers Chef is unpredictable, it doesn’t have the temper of a big-time gangster, so he can do things when he collects the money. It’s refreshing. I worked in the kitchen for a while, less than ten minutes, and a big pot was enough. Five catties of meat came out, and the aroma was overflowing, which made one's index finger move.

Liu Wei'an wanted to ask how he did it, but he resisted it. He swallowed and swallowed the endless meat. The meat is soft, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The chef is the chef, professional, better than chicken. It was also cool and smooth, if it wasn't for the exact same energy, he almost thought it was Nine Fingers Chef who had changed the ingredients.

When I left, I found that there was an additional dish on the notice board outside the Nine Fingers Inn: Stir-Fried Black Armored Devil Wolf Meat. When he saw the price marked on the back, Liu Wei'an almost spewed out his old blood, 5 gold coins. He had given away thousands of gold coins to Jiu Zhi Shen Chu for nothing.

"Senior, I was lucky today and hunted a wild boar." A big man carried a wild boar of more than two hundred catties and threw it on the ground with a bang.

"What do you want to do?" The Nine-Fingers God Cook glanced at the big man slowly, but didn't even glance at the wild boar on the ground.

"Old rules, half belong to you, and the remaining half, cut five catties for my breakfast, and the rest will be converted into money for me." The big man said.

"Wait!" The nine-fingered chef grabbed it casually, and the two hundred catties of wild boar was thrown into the kitchen like a baby chicken.

"Senior, wait—" the big man said suddenly.

"Why?" The Nine Fingers Chef stopped and looked back at him.

"Stop the wild boar, this black armored devil wolf, give me a copy." The big man licked his tongue and pointed to the newly added fried black armored devil wolf meat on the bulletin board.

"Half a wild boar can't handle that dish." Nine-fingered chef said leisurely.

"Then the whole wild boar will be given to you." The big man hesitated.

"Wait!" The Nine Fingers Chef walked into the kitchen.

Next, players came to the inn with all kinds of game. Just like the big man, they exchanged game for food, or asked the nine-finger chef to deal with it. The price is the same, regardless of the price of game. Half of the meat is charged as a processing fee. Liu Wei'an suddenly realized that the people here are not skipping breakfast, but are going to earn breakfast.

The price of Jiuzhi Inn is surprisingly expensive, but there are surprisingly many people who come to eat here. 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. Nine Fingers said in front of the chef: "Senior, I want to set up a stall on the side, can I?"

"Whatever!" said the nine-fingered chef lazily. In the inn, there are people coming and going, and he is the only cook, but it seems that he is very leisurely, and always looks like he is not in a hurry.

"Thank you, senior!"

Liu Wei'an walked a few steps away, lest it affect the business of Jiuzhi Inn, found a big stone, took the calligraphy and wrote a few big characters on it: Sell Fulu! Then just stood on the side and waited.

An unexpected situation happened to him. After waiting for more than half an hour, no one came to buy it. Not to mention buying, but there was no one to ask. I couldn’t help but wonder. I shouldn’t. I couldn’t help but turned to look at the inn. The black face **** was staring at him fiercely, and most players were afraid to ask him because of his pressure. And the really powerful player, it is estimated that he looks down on his low strength and disdains it.

When Liu Wei'an saw this, he didn't feel anxious. He took up the pen again and added four words on the stone: No credit. Without looking at the mocking eyes of the Black Face God, he took out a talisman and threw it on the ground.

Peng!

The flame exploded, and instantly enveloped a three-meter radius, the raging flames skyrocketed, and the high temperature could be felt tens of meters away, and the heat wave rushed in.

Seven or eight people stood up in shock on the spot in the inn, and several people's complexions changed drastically. The most interesting one was the black face. The mocking expression was frozen. In the blink of an eye, the complexion changed several times, and the chopsticks in their hands. They all pinched off without noticing it.

"How do you sell Fulu?" The first man who ran over was the big man carrying the wild boar.

"Bring me ten." The second person is a young man, more refreshing, and doesn't even ask about the price.

"Twenty sheets."

……

Liu Wei'an was suddenly crowded with people, and the hot scene surpassed his imagination.

"One gold coin and two." After thinking about it for a long time, he still decided that he didn't cruelly set the price at 1 gold coin. Although he knew that it could be sold, in terms of long-term interests, two gold coins were the most suitable. of.

A thousand flame talismans were sold out in less than ten minutes. Seeing that many people were still not satisfied, Liu Wei'an took out another thousand and said to everyone: "The last thousand are sold out and there will be no more. "

"Can I trade with other items without gold coins?" someone asked.

"Only gold coins and power seeds are traded." Liu Weian said.

……

There are several people sitting at the table of the Black Face God. From their expressions, it can be seen that they should be the attendants of the Black Face God. Seeing that everyone has bought the flame charms, the few people are restless, and finally a tall and thin person. He said: "Brother Hei, I think...that...you know my house..."

"Bamboo pole, what do you want to say?" The black face was black.

"I want to buy... a little... charm!" the bamboo pole whispered.

"Get out!" Blackface glared at him for a long while, and finally waved weakly.

"Thank you Brother Hei!" The bamboo pole ran to Liu Wei'an's reverse direction like a pardon. After a few steps, he suddenly heard the black face **** shouting: "Wait!" His body stiffened, and he looked back. With a black face, his face was full of disappointment. But I heard the black face said expressionlessly: "Buy me 50 too!"

"I must do it." The bamboo pole rushed out, obviously not wanting to give the black face **** a chance to repent.

"Brother Hei, we--" When the strange little brothers saw this, they couldn't bear it. They don't know how many spells Liu Wei'an has, but no matter how many, this thing will have a bottom in their own hands, otherwise they will regret it.

"Fuck off, get out of me!" Blackfaced God already regretted that he was too reckless yesterday. He thought it was a strange face and didn't care. He didn't even think that this kid had a flame talisman.

If the flame talisman is in other places, many people will not appreciate it. He is not interested, let alone someone more powerful than him, but in Mogushan, the flame talisman is definitely one of the most sought-after things. one. There have also been a few flame talismans in the past. They were brought in by newcomers, but they were all three to five, and they weren't large enough. They were like now, two thousand. It is estimated that this evening will not be quiet.

"Bring me 100!" The bamboo pole finally squeezed in and took out the gold coins that had been prepared.

Liu Weian had known that the bamboo pole was the person next to the Black Face God, but he didn't say anything, and took out the talisman. He is now asking for money, grievances and grievances are grievances, business is business, and he divides it very clearly.

The moment the bamboo pole took over the talisman, the uneasy heart calmed down. From a distance, the black face **** here also let go, and I couldn't help feeling that Liu Wei'an didn't seem to be so hateful anymore.

Liu Wei'an expected that the flame talisman would be very popular in Mogushan, but he didn't expect it to be so popular. He vaguely felt that he still didn't understand some of these things.

Mogu Mountain is very large and there are many people. Some people who did not eat breakfast heard that there were flame talisman for sale, and they rushed to surround Liu Wei'an. Liu Weian was helpless, and successively took out three thousand flame talisman. , Finally dismissed these people, and then he took out a shield to sell, but no one cared about it, only a few people wanted to show good to him, and bought a side symbolically. He was disappointed, and immediately reacted and put away the shield.

Those who can take refuge in Mogu Mountain, no matter what the reason, have one thing in common, that is, they are strong. They are basically the cultivation bases of mid-Silver and above. With higher strength, the requirements for equipment will naturally increase. , Black ironware is no longer in their eyes, even if the power of bronze ware is the same, unless it is silverware, they will be moved.

"If you can give me 10,000 talismans, this material will be given to you." A dry voice rang in my ears.

Liu Wei'an stopped packing up the shield and looked at the speaker. He was a beggar. His face was unkempt~IndoMTL.com~ His face was covered, so he couldn't see his face, so he couldn't judge his grade, and his clothes were in tatters. Rotten, but fortunately, the washing is very clean, but I don’t wash my hair for some reason, but through the hair, I found that his eyes are full of fatigue.

Liu Wei’an’s eyes fell on the beggar’s hand, holding a fist-sized metal, cyan, crystal clear, radiant, like a scorching sun, exuding an indescribable charm, like a A wise man who is full of poems and books, even if he does not speak, can still make people feel that kind of strong talent. Of course, this is just a metaphor. In fact, metal gives people a kind of vigor, a kind of courage and diligence, and a never-ending spirit. .

"What material is this?" Liu Wei'an found that the moment the beggar took out the material, the movements of everyone nearby became stiff, and something called greed erupted in his eyes. Although he tried his best to suppress it and pretended to be indifferent, But that kind of unnatural movement is so obvious.

"Blue sky **** gold!" The beggar's voice was still low and weak, and it fell in Liu Wei'an's ears as if a thunder was exploded.

The avenue is like the sky, difficult to climb, but the **** of the sky is brave and diligent, and never stops. This is a description of the blue sky **** gold, with a few sentences, you can roughly imagine the magic of the blue sky **** gold. If it hadn't been for the "Elementary Casting Technique" that he had learned for a while, Liu Wei'an would have probably never heard of the Qingtian God Jin. It was because of his understanding that he would be shocked.