Because the cooked soup was taken away by Balaoan, under the strong request of many Yuan practitioners, Yu Dapang could only stew another pot of soup for the dissatisfied cultivators around him.
A few Yuan people, probably because they had already encountered the bottleneck, were promoted to the market after a bowl of soup. As a result, the Shiquan Dabu Chicken Soup was directly robbed.
Because there were too many monks and not enough soup, the last few bowls of soup were even auctioned on the street, and the most expensive one sold was 10,000 yuan of special-grade jade.
In the end, Fatty Yu announced that he had run out of ingredients and could no longer stew the soup, and everyone reluctantly dispersed.
Big Fat Yu directly became the biggest winner of the night.
Then Yun Qingyan asked them to pack their things and prepare to move out of the dormitory.
On the way, Big Fatty Yu spotted Feng Liao who was standing by. He quickly grabbed Feng Liao before he completely disappeared.
"This big brother." He recognized that this was a master who stayed beside Ninth Brother.
Feng Liao turned his head, but for Yun Qingyan's sake he didn't just throw him away, "Is something wrong?"
Big Fatty Yu quietly took out a bowl of still hot Shiquan Dabu Chicken Soup from his space ring, "I see that you have been standing for a long time and you must be thirsty, so I left a bowl for you, brother."
Feng Liao, who didn't expect Fatty Yu to give him soup at all: "..."
A smile appeared in Yun Qingyan's eyes. That's what Big Fatty does, he inadvertently warms the people around him.
"Guardian Feng, just drink it." Seeing Feng Liao's hesitant look, Yun Qingyan persuaded with a smile.
Feng Liao couldn't help but glance at Di Jiuque. After seeing Di Jiuque nod, he took the soup and drank it in one gulp, "Thank you."
The delicious taste spread between the lips and teeth, making Feng Liao couldn't help but squint her eyes in pleasure.
He looked at Big Fatty Yu, and his eyes had changed from ignoring it to admiring it. The taste of this soup was indeed good, and after drinking it, a warm spiritual energy flowed through his limbs, making his bones numb.
"Hehe, you're welcome, no thank you." Big Fatty Yu happily took back the soup bowl.
"Feng Liao, lead the way." Di Jiuque said.
Feng Liao quickly brought everyone to a splendid hotel.
As soon as they entered, a uniformed waiter immediately greeted them respectfully, stroking his left shoulder with his right hand.
"Dear Lord Feng Liao, the room you want has been prepared for you. It's in the VIP suite on the top floor."
Yun Qingyan was secretly speechless, Feng Liao really had great eyes and hands!
This hotel is the best hotel in the entire Tongtian City and the most popular one. Feng Liao was able to get a VIP suite here when all the hotels and inns in Tongtian City were full.
Feng Liao took the key from the waiter and handed it to Yun Qingyan, "Empress, this is your room."
Empress?
Yun Qingyan choked at the title, but still reached out and took the key.
"As for the empress's friends and brothers..." Feng Liao looked at Big Fatty Yu and the others and coughed twice, "There are not enough rooms in the hotel. I only found extra rooms in hotels in the west of the city.
I'll take you there. "
The real situation is naturally not that there is no room.
Rather, his lord specifically ordered him to separate the residences he found as far away as possible.
Ji Siwen's lips twitched slightly. This hotel is in the east of the city, and their residence is in the west of the city... Haha...
Di Jiuque's slender lips curved slightly, and he was very satisfied with Feng Liao's efficiency.
Guang Han's eyes were slightly cold, he held the hilt of the sword, and his eyes shot towards Emperor Jiuque like a blade.
(End of chapter)