Let Go Of That Primordial Man

When all the guests had dispersed, Mr. Niu subconsciously glanced at his watch. It was almost two o'clock in the evening.

Even though what Mr. Niu was thinking about most at this moment was to lie down on his camp bed and hold his body up until noon tomorrow without caring about anything.

But he still could only muster up his energy and lead a group of veterans to start cleaning.

By the time they cleaned everything inside and outside the teahouse and cleared out a lot of garbage, time had already passed, as much as an hour...

They couldn't wait to get back to their respective cabins, so these old guys lay on the floor.

The second-generation leader Shang Tuo even beat his waist with his hands and shouted to Mr. Niu with a careful look on his face:

No, this kind of work is too tiring. It's really not something that old men like us can handle. Netherworld Disciple, why don't you find some young people to serve as waiters in the teahouse.

Although the rest of the old guys were silent at the moment.

But most of the people looked at Mr. Niu expectantly, as if Shang Tuo, an old guy, had spoken what was in their hearts.

Obviously, the busyness of the teahouse today has frightened these old people.

You must know that before Master Niu came to the Kingdom of God, the daily life of these old guys was quite leisurely.

It's nothing more than practicing slowly and making life a little harder; but no matter what, it won't be like now, completely exhausted and dead.

Therefore, for a while, in the hearts of these old guys, they were a little discouraged.

Mr. Niu was full of disdain for the reaction of these old guys; he was not worried at all about it. He was confident enough to solve this small problem.

In the blink of an eye, these old guys can be completely resurrected with full health.

He first waved to the crowd. Zhao Xin, who was also lying on the ground with his body stretched out, quickly struggled to get up and walked towards Mr. Niu.

This is the only weapon refiner in the Zixiao Sect, and he is also the only veteran who did not back down just now.

The main reason is that in addition to serving as a waiter, this guy also serves as a cashier in the teahouse; he is somewhat mentally prepared for today's income situation.

He also understands that when these hypocritical old guys know how much they earned today, the expressions on their faces will be very exciting.

Under the gaze of everyone, Zhao Xin walked up to Mr. Niu.

At Master Niu's signal, he carefully took out the storage bag that had been kept close to his chest and delivered it to Master Niu's hands.

After Mr. Niu took the storage bag, he didn't say a word.

He opened the storage bag directly, not intending to take a look inside first, but directly turned the storage bag over; and poured out the items inside...

After just a few breaths, all kinds of messy materials on the ground, like garbage, were piled up into a mile-high hill.

The problem is that when this hill appeared, the old guys who were lying on the ground a few seconds ago immediately sat upright from the ground involuntarily.

His Majesty the Supreme Emperor of Heaven, this is actually a hill made of various cultivation materials.

The round, fragrant elixirs, after preliminary processing, can be refined into herbs and inner elixirs of various elixirs; precious ores and materials needed to refine magic weapons...

In short, when these things appeared in front of the eyes of these old guys, they even opened their eyes.

How pitiful! After finally saving up a pill, these old guys want to cut it in half before taking it; even in ordinary times, they are in their most extravagant dreams.

I have never imagined that I could have so many cultivation resources at once.

Ledger. These two words came out of Master Niu's mouth.

After Zhao Xin, the part-time cashier, heard this, he was stunned for a while before he understood what Mr. Niu wanted.

The old man reached into his arms again and found a roll of animal skins.

After Mr. Niu opened the hide, he found that it was filled with dense records and various journals; behind most of the journals, there were records of recommenders of these consumers.

Suddenly, Mr. Niu laughed inexplicably.

That expression was like a little fox about to attack a big fat chicken; under this kind of smile, all the old guys instantly felt uneasy.

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Shangtuo. Master Niu shouted.

Arrived. The second-generation leader Shang Tuo, an old guy, answered quickly.

And at the first moment, he subconsciously rubbed his hands and walked up to Mr. Niu with an expectant look on his face; waiting to know how much of the supplies he was about to receive...

Mr. Niu took a pencil and wrote and drew on the unknown animal skin.

In order to increase the enthusiasm of this group of old people and prevent tomorrow's teahouse from even having a waiter, Mr. Niu decided to use certain incentives.

However, what else could be better than distributing the commission on the same day to these old guys.

Can these old guys be resurrected with full health in an instant, just like they were injected with chicken blood faster and better?

Soon, Mr. Niu calculated the commission for this old guy.

What I didn't expect was that Shang Tuo, an old guy, had pretty good interpersonal relationships.

There were three guests in the pavilion who reported that they were invited by this old man; by the way, each of them received a free tea egg from the teahouse.

So, Mr. Niu reported the calculated number:

The total consumption value of your guests is one hundred and thirty-six god-level elixirs, and the commission is 10%; forget it, you can divide the fourteen elixirs among you today.

After finishing speaking, Mr. Niu went straight to the ground and picked out fourteen pills from the pile of garbage.

But when he handed over the elixir, he found that the well-deserved second master of the Zixiao Sect had fallen into an obvious sluggish state.

Until Mr. Niu was worried that this old guy might have something wrong with him due to stimulation.

The second-generation leader Shang Tuo suddenly jumped up from the ground, and with an astonishing decibel, he howled out in an unusually abrupt voice: Hahaha! Fourteen pills, now I am finally Developed.”

Although Mr. Niu is quite satisfied with the performance of this veteran.

After all, success has stimulated their motivation, so that the teahouse business can continue tomorrow.

However, I still feel in my heart that these so-called gods of the Zixiao Sect are really too short-sighted; hum! A dozen god-level elixirs, Master Niu had not paid much attention to them when he was in the lower world.

He had no idea how long it took these old guys to accumulate these dozen pills...

Mengdashan.

Arrived~

Your guests have consumed a total of ninety-seven pills. Here are your ten pills. Take them.

After that, the distribution of commissions, like dividing pork, continued; just as Mr. Niu expected, the effects of this method were surprisingly good.

After receiving more or less commissions, these old guys no longer have pain in their waists and their legs and feet are stronger.

Don't say that the teahouse will not open until noon tomorrow; Mr. Niu estimates that even now, he will call back those guests who were reluctant to leave.

These old guys can't stand it if they continue to stay open all night.

After the commissions were finally distributed, the pile of garbage did not seem to have decreased significantly; and all of this was considered to be Master Niu's harvest alone.

With a pretty good mood, Mr. Niu started picking through the pile of garbage.

He found a dozen unused plastic bags from his carry-on space and roughly classified the pile of things; otherwise, it would be an unusual headache to find something in the future after storing such a large pile.

While Mr. Niu was selecting, a small piece of crystal the size of a fingernail suddenly appeared in front of him...

The crystal was crystal clear. When Mr. Niu looked at it, he felt indescribably comfortable all over.

It was precisely this that prevented Mr. Niu from mistaking it for the rock sugar cubes that were accidentally mixed in when making braised pork ribs.

However, when Mr. Niu casually asked Zhao Xin beside him what the crystal was, the other party's answer made Mr. Niu tremble with excitement.

Suddenly, this guy jumped up to Lao Gao.

He roared crazily at the veterans who were planning to go back to rest:

Go to sleep and wake up! No, what I mean is that everyone prepares the ingredients overnight so that we can earn more resources tomorrow. Within a month, I guarantee that all of you can afford to marry the little cultivator widow.

The old guys stopped when they heard this, and everyone's eyes were shining brightly.

Mr. Niu knew that they, like him, had entered a state of burning the small universe under the huge stimulation!