"Identity? I don't know, and I don't want to know." Su Yu shook his head indifferently.
"It's just too much of a lie! At worst, I won't eat the porridge! The people from the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion will be here soon, let's see how long you can be proud of it!" Bai Xiaolong stomped his feet angrily and said angrily.
Then, he folded his hands on his chest, stared at Su Yu, and stood aside...
Han Dapeng was very angry, very angry. He had just received a report that someone actually used 'Agarwood', and even sold a bowl of porridge for the sky-high price of two middle-grade spiritual stones! In broad daylight, the world is clear, this clearly means that he, the outer deacon, is not taken seriously!
This phenomenon must not be tolerated and punished! Severe punishment!
Yesterday, Mu Xiaoxiao was arrested for causing an inadvertent incident. He was feeling aggrieved. Today, he came to take out his anger. Han Dapeng kept thinking about the solution in his mind.
Suddenly, his footsteps paused, and an intoxicating fragrance hit his nostrils. This fragrance was not only long-lasting, but also seemed to leave a mark on people's hearts and linger for a long time.
The two men behind him also looked intoxicated and sniffed their noses, looking intoxicated.
"Boss, this smell..."
"You don't really think that this aroma can come from a bowl of porridge, do you? This profiteer must have tampered with it. Come and have a look with me!" Han Dapeng sneered and said righteously.
Then, go straight to the corner of the market, where the aroma comes from.
"It's impossible for anyone to buy a medium-grade spirit stone at your price. I'll buy a bowl and try it." Bai Xiaolong felt aggrieved. As the sole heir of the Bai family, who in Dongzhou County didn't recognize him? , but today I met a stupid young man who didn't give him any face. He even sold a bowl of porridge for a sky-high price of two middle-grade spiritual stones. If it weren't for the extremely fragrant taste of the porridge, he would definitely turn around and leave.
Han Dapeng is so unreliable, why haven't you come yet? I can't bear it anymore!
"Not for sale! Two middle-grade spiritual stones in a bowl, no less!" Su Yu shook his head and said indifferently. He only has one acre of land to grow rice, and the output is limited. If the name of rice is given out, he will Prices definitely need to be increased.
furious! Arrogant!
Bai Xiaolong resisted yelling. He had never seen such a fearless seller before. He took a deep breath and said, "Wait! Han Dapeng, the outer deacon of the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion, will be here soon. I don't believe your porridge can be so fragrant. It's really not." What “sauce” to add!”
"Of course I have my own reasons for setting the price, so what if he comes?" Su Yu remained calm and confident.
Ah! How about I come? I want to see who you are!
Han Dapeng happened to be outside the crowd. When he heard this, his face immediately darkened. He pushed aside the crowd and said aggressively: "Who is selling..."
However, when he saw Su Yu, he immediately swallowed what he was about to say, opened his mouth slightly, and pointed at Su Yu, looking lost.
"Han Dapeng, you came just in time. There must be something wrong with this guy's porridge. I think it is necessary for me to check it." Bai Xiaolong was overjoyed and introduced himself. He had been eager to taste the taste of this porridge, but he was so surprised. There were many people around, and Su Yu had a tough attitude. He didn't want to lose face and kept bargaining.
Haha, if a porridge seller dares to be arrogant with him, he must suffer a little.
"It's Mr. Su, you said earlier that you wanted to sell porridge, I will definitely leave a golden shop for you." Han Dapeng's expression changed and he became extremely flattering, supporting Su Yu, "Since it is Mr. Su who sells it, then There is absolutely no problem. The porridge is so fragrant and worth the price. There is no need to check! ”
"What? Han Dapeng, why are you so crazy? This porridge contains two middle-grade spiritual stones for a bowl, which is a hundred times more expensive!" Bai Xiaolong's eyes widened and he looked at Han Dapeng in disbelief.
"Two middle-grade spiritual stones? Not expensive, not expensive! Give me a bowl." Han Dapeng said, and simply handed Su Yu two medium-grade spiritual stones.
Not expensive
Bai Xiaolong looked at Han Dapeng and couldn't come back to his senses for a moment. He was the eldest son of the Bai family. Usually Han Dapeng would fawn over him when he saw him. However, he himself was not very talented in martial arts, so the two of them became close friends. , often wanders around this area for fun, and he is familiar with Han Dapeng's character. He usually likes to use his small power to take advantage, and he is a money-losing owner. Today, he is actually willing to spend two medium-grade spiritual stones to buy a bowl of white rice porridge? Still think it’s not expensive
"Mr. Su, do you know where Mr. Zhao is?" Han Dapeng asked Su Yu in a low voice while he was serving porridge.
"Haha, Mr. Zhao lives in Dawang Mountain now." Su Yu said with a smile.
Han Dapeng frowned. He had never heard any information about Dawang Mountain and asked, "Master Su, can you tell me where Dawang Mountain is?"
"To the south of Dongzhou County, the largest mountain range is Dawang Mountain."
"Thank you, Mr. Su, for informing me. Han Dapeng can't thank you enough!" Han Dapeng's heart almost jumped out of his chest and his face turned red with excitement. It was indeed like this. The news that Mr. Zhao had bought these two middle-grade spiritual stones was really profitable. It was so profitable. I will definitely visit him when I have the opportunity in the future. If Mr. Zhao can give me some advice, I will definitely be prosperous!
Moreover, Mr. Zhao left in a hurry yesterday, definitely to accept him and Mu Xiaoxiao as his disciples. Now that Su Yu actually knows Mr. Zhao's whereabouts, doesn't it mean that they are already Mr. Zhao's apprentices? In front of me, I have to hug you no matter what!
"Han Dapeng, what are you whispering to him about? You are not in the same group, colluding with each other to deceive people, are you?" Bai Xiaolong saw that Han Dapeng and Su Yu actually had an ear to ear, and immediately said, no wonder Han Dapeng is so abnormal, it turns out that he is also procrastinating .
"This porridge is so fragrant, it would be a pity not to try it. It's just two middle-grade spiritual stones. It's nothing to Mr. Bai?" Han Dapeng took the porridge and advertised for Su Yu. Now that he knew about Su Yu With his identity, he naturally has to find ways to please him.
Drag, it is indeed a drag! This Han Dapeng is really getting better and better, and he actually works as a drag for a profiteer.
"Tch, I can't afford this kind of porridge." Bai Xiaolong curled his lips and said disdainfully.
Han Dapeng smiled. He just wanted to sell Su Yu a favor. As for the porridge, it smelled really good and looked good, but he didn't have high hopes and took a tentative sip...
As soon as the thick porridge was in his mouth, his whole body seemed to melt with the porridge, and his body became lighter, and he even had the urge to fly into the sky.
Damn it! Is this really porridge
Han Dapeng's eyes suddenly widened and he almost groaned.
"Han Dapeng! How much benefit did this profiteer give you to let you perform so hard?" Bai Xiaolong on the side couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and finally couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but said.
There is no way, Han Dapeng's expression is so attractive. Every time he takes a mouthful of porridge, a happy smile will appear on his face. That intoxicated expression is definitely the best in advertising.
Performance
Han Dapeng came back to his senses and looked at the bottomed bowl in his hand, with a look of deep aftertaste on his face. He didn't expect to finish the drink so quickly.
"Han Dapeng! That's enough!" Bai Xiaolong exploded, you bullied me and I can't eat it, right? You deliberately tempted me, right? Okay, congratulations, you succeeded!
With a wave of his hand, he gave Su Yu two middle-grade spiritual stones, gritted his teeth and said, "Give me a bowl!"
(End of chapter)