fishing the heavens

Chapter 41 The effect of bloodthirsty vine petals
"Good guy, this is worse than me. Two dragon fishes can easily cost tens of thousands."

Beifeng looked at the two arowanas and thought.

Shaking his head, Beifeng turned and left, watching in front of other ornamental fish.

Not to mention, even with Beifeng's ignorant eyes, he thinks these ornamental fish are very beautiful.

"But can it be sold in the county?"

After all, the county seat is not a city, and there must not be as many rich people as there are in the city. There are tens of thousands of ornamental fish here, and the consumption level here is not many people will buy.

Shaking his head, it's none of his business, he turned and left without buying anything.

Back at the farmer's market, a small truck parked next to the shop, Beifeng greeted the boss, and sat in the passenger seat playing with his mobile phone.

"Where is the boss going?"

After a while, all the golden cicadas were installed. The driver, a middle-aged man, turned his head and asked Beifeng.

Two or three golden cicadas weigh one or two, so there are a lot of [-] cicadas, plus some water to prevent the golden cicadas from shelling, and many bags are filled.

Beifeng pointed the way from time to time along the way, and after a while, Qingling Village was already in sight.

The white elephant is already waiting at the entrance of the village, so it will be transported a second time later.

Rejecting the driver's kindness, Beifeng and Baixiang each picked up a few bags and strode away. The middle-aged driver looked confused.

For an object weighing one or two hundred catties, when ordinary people come to carry it, they may not be able to walk a few steps before they have to stop and rest for a while.

But it was no problem for Baixiang and Beifeng, just like ordinary people carrying something weighing twenty or thirty catties.

"Huh? Yours?"

Beifeng came back with Jin Chan, saw a young man standing in front of his house, and couldn't help asking.

"You are Beifeng, this is my boss's money to buy shrimp meat."

The young man looked at Beifeng curiously, wondering why the boss valued him so much.

"Your boss?"

Beifeng was taken aback, and asked casually.

"Mr. Wang just had dinner with you at noon."

The man replied.

"Oh, you go back, I invited you for this meal."

Beifeng shook his head. He didn't intend to collect money at first, but he valued Wang Jian's network.

"When I came, Mr. Wang said that this is not the meal money, but the shrimp meat money that you asked Mr. Wang to bring back."

The man explained, then opened the suitcase in his hand.

There are stacks of brand new hundred-yuan bills inside, and the thickness seems to be no less than hundreds of thousands.

"Too much, not that valuable."

Beifeng was stunned, what is the situation, do you have money and nowhere to spend it to help yourself, a poor man?It's just a few catties of shrimp meat, it's not worth that much money.

"Then I don't care, I sent the money anyway."

The man simply turned around and left without worrying about the suitcase.

Beifeng went into the house to put his things away, and called Wang Jian to inquire.

"It seems that Wang Jian misunderstood something."

After hanging up the phone, Beifeng smiled wryly.

But when he thought about Liu Ziyun's performance at the dinner table, Beifeng felt that he still underestimated the meat of the king shrimp.

Beifeng thought for a while, and entered the WeChat group to send a message.

"The number of reservations is full, no more reservations will be accepted, the next reservation time is uncertain, and the price is uncertain."

After sending the message, Beifeng quit WeChat, not caring what kind of disturbance one of his messages caused in the group.

"Haha, I'm not crazy, I don't want to take medicine! What are you guys doing? Come help me!"

There are always people who want to harm me and post a word in the group.

"The upstairs is already crazy, the appraisal is complete!"

One replied immediately.

"Speaking of which, I also feel like I'm going crazy. There are really so many people eating a meal of 6000 yuan per table."

The panda that doesn't eat bamboo came out and bubbled, saying that he couldn't afford to be hurt.

A group of people exploded, some people said that Beifeng was crazy about money, and some people said that there were so many people who were taken advantage of.

It's quite a feeling that you can't eat grapes and say grapes are sour.

"It seems that the meat of the king shrimp is very important to Liu Ziyun."

When Beifeng called Wang Jian just now, Wang Jian had vaguely asked if there was any shrimp meat left, and if he could sell some more catties to Liu Ziyun.

"Forget it, let's treat it as a favor."

Beifeng thought about it for a while and decided, and at the same time secretly reminded him, it seems that some things still need to be controlled.

At the very least, things like first-class monster meat, Beifeng is not going to enter the market on a large scale.

"one two Three…"

Beifeng silently counted the money in the suitcase, a full 50!

I can't help but feel that this is money that I used to save my whole life before, but it is not worth mentioning in the eyes of the really rich.

Beifeng put the money away and prepared to deposit it in the bank tomorrow. With so much cash at home, Beifeng always felt uneasy.

Ten thousand golden cicadas were poured out by the north wind and piled up in front of the bloodthirsty vines.

Many golden cicadas were still alive, their bodies were wet, and they crawled slowly with their jointed limbs.

The bloodthirsty vine's movements were extremely swift, and the golden cicadas were entangled by the roots of the bloodthirsty vine.

Gently pierce the golden cicada one by one, and suck it lightly, and immediately there are empty shells on the spot.

The bloodthirsty vines changed rapidly, layers of thick blood shrouded the bloodthirsty vines!
The flowers on the top of the bloodthirsty vine are becoming more and more coquettish, and the smell is getting stronger and stronger!
After half an hour, the bloodthirsty vine retracted its roots, leaving countless golden cicada shells on the ground.

The petals began to fall to the ground one by one, exactly [-] petals, much thicker than ordinary petals, and traces of patterns were densely covered on the petals.

"Ding!"

Beifeng picked up a petal, flicked it lightly, and heard a pleasant clear sound, really like jade.

"The petals don't look like ordinary products. I wonder if they have the effect of blood fruit?"

Beifeng looked as if liquid was flowing in its veins, and his eyes were full of splendor.

After thinking for a while, Beifeng put a petal into his mouth, the entrance was icy cold, and then it turned into liquid and spread in his mouth.

A hint of sweetness, plus a little bit of bitterness, formed an indescribable taste.

But Beifeng was more concerned about the efficacy of the petals. As soon as the liquid entered his stomach, Beifeng felt his body itch.

But Beifeng was not afraid, because apart from the itching, Beifeng could also feel that his body was getting stronger.

The bones of the body seem to have been compressed once, the cells are arranged more closely, and the bones are like iron that has been beaten once.

It took a full hour for the medicinal power of the petals to dissipate.

A layer of impurities also appeared on Beifeng's body. These impurities were all squeezed out when the density of the body increased, and belonged to the deep impurities inside the body.

Beifeng took a good bath and looked at himself in the mirror. He didn't have many muscles, even a little thin, but Beifeng was very satisfied.

force 34
Speed ​​29
Spirit 34
A small success in martial arts and light breathing!

Weapon Pole. Ice
There are still [-] experience points short of upgrading to become a second-level angler!

It's just that the density of the body is more compact, and the strength and speed of Beifeng have been greatly improved, but the spirit has not increased.

Beifeng immediately ate another petal, but after ten minutes passed, there was no change.

"Could it be that the petals are only useful when you take them for the first time?"

Beifeng couldn't help but think that there was another possibility that the medicinal power of the petals was no longer enough to support him to compress his body again.

Beifeng felt that the second one was more likely, but seeing that there were still sixteen petals left in his hand, he was in trouble.

(End of this chapter)