Xie Jiuniang occupied a small area in the formation, spread animal skins on the ground, used a futon as a pillow, and slept comfortably.
The Xie family members were very surprised to see this.
For monks, meditation and breathing exercises can replace sleep, so why does Xiaojiu still need to sleep
Xie Xu saw Xie Jiuniang wake up and asked, "Xiaojiu, did you sleep well?"
"Very good. Very good."
Xie Jiuniang sat cross-legged on the animal skin, "Uncle, is there anything to eat?"
"Do you want the Bigu Pill?"
"Forget it, I have some myself." Xie Jiuniang took out a red fruit and took a bite. "I have some dried meat, would you like some?"
Before Xie Xu could say anything, Xie Si Niang, who had just come in from outside, came over excitedly and asked, "What kind of jerky? Is it the most unpalatable jerky in history?"
"What? Who is talking nonsense?" Xie Jiuniang stood up and loudly retorted excitedly, "How come the jerky I make is the worst? I use salt! The worst ones don't even use salt, okay?!"
The people present listened in silence.
It turns out that Xiaojiu knew that what she cooked tasted bad, but she refused to admit that it was the worst... just because she added salt
Xie Si Niang was very interested and asked: "Do you have any dried meat? Let me taste what it tastes like."
"There are still more than 100 kilograms left to sell." While taking out the dried meat, Xie Jiuniang complained to Xie Si Niang that the sect disciples were not human and actually teamed up to block her. "Huh, luckily I ran away quickly..."
When Xie Jiuniang looked up, she found that everyone was looking at her as if she were a monster, "Why are you all looking at me?"
"Are we really surrounded by more than a dozen people?" Xie Xu asked uncertainly.
Xie Jiuniang nodded, "Sixteen or seventeen people."
"Are you a sect disciple?"
"Yes!" Xie Jiuniang let the cat out of the bag and did not change her words. Currently, all those in the formation were clan members. "Probably to increase the difficulty of the test, some sect disciples mixed in to steal everyone's fasting pills."
Xie Xu looked at the few clansmen who had been robbed, "I was wondering why they only took the Bigu Pills during the robbery. It turns out that it was arranged by the sect. How shameless."
"Hey!"
Xie Jiuniang thought it was a good thing.
If she doesn't lose money, how can she make money selling jerky
In fact, Xie Xu and others were very shocked by Xie Jiuniang's strength.
A year ago, she was still at the third level of Qi training. A year later, she advanced to the fourth level! Even with the seventh level of Qi training, she was able to escape safely from the siege of more than a dozen sect disciples.
It's too incredible!
"Wow, uh..."
Xie Si Niang couldn't help her curiosity and took a bite of the jerky. "It has a strange taste, woody and salty. It's a bit unpalatable, but... it's edible."
Xie Jiuniang nodded vigorously and said, "Is that right? I told you it's not the worst."
Xie Xu and others turned their heads away, unable to bear to watch.
How to describe these two people
Before Xie Xu could think of a suitable adjective, he saw Xie Jiuniang carrying dried meat and setting up a stall.
Xie Si Niang, who followed him out, tactfully spread out a piece of animal skin.
There are only five days left until the end of the assessment period. Xie Jiuniang feels that she can still make some money as more people have arrived today.
Xie Jiuniang shouted, "Come on! Selling dried meat! Perfect for gifts, the last batch."
"This is the last batch, they will be gone once they are sold out!"
"Selling jerky! Xiaojiu made the jerky himself. The taste is unique and unforgettable!"
"Would you like to buy a pound? If you don't want to eat it, you can give it to your friends and relatives, so that they can taste the meat you have eaten and experience the suffering you have endured..."
"Selling dried meat..."
Upon hearing this, the Xie family members rubbed their foreheads and hid back in the small isolation formation. They were really worried that if Xiaojiu got beaten, they would be implicated.
When Fourth Sister Xie saw that everyone around was staring at Xiao Jiu, and that look was a bit scary... she quickly slipped away.
Xie Jiuniang didn't notice that her people had abandoned her. She was waving at the crowd with a bright smile, "Fellow Daoist Cheng! Fellow Daoists Gan, we meet again. Come on, let me treat you to some dried meat."
The first thing that people around them thought of was that Xie the evil businessman had a grudge against the three people!
Before the three people could respond, a delicate little boy walked out from the crowd. He looked about seven or eight years old. He was wearing precious robes made of ice silk, a high-level defensive jade plate on his waist, and top-grade magical shoes, Liuyun Shoes.
Not only that, his entire body was covered with top-grade magical instruments, including the small jade crown on his head.
Xie Jiuniang felt that the little boy was a walking treasure trove and had no humanity at all.
The little boy squatted in front of the stall, blinked his big, innocent black eyes and said, "Sister, I'll treat you to some meat."
Xie Jiuniang no longer thought he was cute, and sternly refused: "I'm sorry, my parents taught me since I was young that monks of my generation should be independent and self-reliant, and not accept food given out of pity."
"That's great, sister!" The little boy smiled with sparkling eyes, "But I want to make friends with you."
Xie Jiuniang silently put out a basket of red fruits. "Red fruits, delicious spiritual fruits, fragrant, sweet and crisp. One spiritual stone for each. Do you want to treat me to some?"
"Please."
The little boy took out a spiritual stone.
Xie Jiuniang took his spiritual stone, pushed the fruit basket toward him, and said, "Pick one for me."
The little boy lowered his head and began to carefully select. After comparing two by two for a long time, he handed the largest one to Xie Jiuniang and said shyly, "Sister, I'll treat you to it."
"Thanks."
Xie Jiuniang took it with a smile, and then grabbed a handful of dried meat and stuffed it back into his little hand, "It's a return gift, eat it. I made it myself."
The little boy blinked and felt wronged and wanted to cry.
The onlookers were delighted when they saw what they did.
He is indeed a child, so childish.
Xie Jiuniang had no psychological burden of bullying a child, because she was also a child. What's more, she invited him to eat meat.
Next, Xie Jiuniang put out some more things, all kinds of things, as if to make up the number. She even put out daily necessities such as hairbands and wooden combs, among which was a wooden hairpin.
Xie Si Niang came over quietly again, "Xiao Jiu, why are you selling hairbands?"
“Fourth sister, look at those people’s messy hair…” Xie Jiuniang whispered that they could only be sold at a good price if they were in need.
Xie Si Niang was skeptical.
Who doesn’t have a few daily necessities in their storage bag
"Sister, how much is this wooden hairpin?" The little boy reached out to take the wooden hairpin.
One hand was faster than his.
Cheng Huaixin suppressed his excitement and said, "Thank you, fellow Daoist, nice to see you again. This wooden hairpin looks familiar to me, as if it was something my mother once wore. Can you sell it to me?"
Just as Xie Jiuniang was about to nod, another person spoke.
"Thank you, fellow Daoist. I want to buy it too." Gan Long came over in an instant.
The little boy said aggrievedly: "I was the first one to say I wanted to buy it."
The thing that the three people were fighting for suddenly came into everyone's sight.
Baby
Xie Jiuniang took the hairpin back, turned it over and over, looked at it from left to right, and asked in confusion, "It's just an ordinary hairpin, what's there to fight over?"
Cheng Huaixin said: "I miss my mother. It has nothing to do with whether the things are valuable or not."
"I liked it at first sight." Gan Long was not to be outdone.
Everyone looked at the little boy at the same time.
The little boy blinked and said, "I like it when they grab it."
Everyone was speechless.
This reason is so true!
(End of this chapter)