I open a restaurant in Xiujie

It was Cha Yunwen who came.

The young man walked up to Yu Xiaotan's car and opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.

In fact, Che Yunwen is also entangled. On the one hand, the image of Yu Xiaotan pointing to the milk tea and saying that it has a magical effect has been circling in his mind. On the other hand, he really can't believe that his good luck is only because of drinking a cup of milk tea. Thinking about it, I finally decided to come to see Yu Xiaotan and Bai Junda again.

Of course, this time he brought a lot of spirit stones, enough to pack a whole car of milk tea.

After being promoted to the sect master's disciple, the young man's situation in the sect has changed drastically. In the past, he spent half a month saving up a single spirit stone, but now he was given several storage rings by people who visited him.

Che Yunwen has always been a person who knows how to repay his kindness, and this time he went down the mountain, he wanted to send some spiritual stones to Bai Junda—whether it was due to the milk tea or not.

At the same time, I also want to ask the out-of-body monster behind me to see if there is a way to get rid of the blood callus on Mrs. Bai's body.

But when he walked in front of Yu Xiaotan, put his finger on the storage ring, and was about to say "I want all of your cars", Yu Xiaotan stood up on the opposite side.

"I'm sorry," the boy smiled apologetically, "We won't sell it anymore."

After saying that, under Che Yunwen's astonished eyes and Bai Junda's horrified eyes, they began to close the stall with lightning speed.

"Yu Xiaotan, are you crazy?" Bai Junda tried to resist.

But Yu Xiaotan suppressed him with a look.

Even the surrounding people gathered around in amazement, and were afraid of the big monster, so they just stood and watched from a distance, thinking that the door-to-door business, how could it not be sold if it was not sold?

This milk tea stall has been set up at the foot of the mountain for three days, but it only sold a few cups. Now that someone wants to wrap it up, and others are finally interested, they don't sell it.

Is not silly.

The only one who is excited is the peddler who sells cooking cakes. If Yu Xiaotan leaves, no one will compete with him for business!

Ten taels and ten taels, what a lot of snow silver... The slapping silver taels in his arms made the peddler's cheeks blush, and he rushed forward to rush to the car. Freshly baked Fuyun Dacooking Cake, eat a piece of fortune..."

Che Yunwen pretended that he didn't exist, and only frowned at Yu Xiaotan: "...Why don't you sell it?"

"I don't want to go retail anymore," Yu Xiaotan touched the mask on his face and said with a smile, "Brother, if you really want to buy milk tea, please come with us."

"We've got a big deal, and I'd like you to hear about it."

……

Seeing that the customer was snatched away by Yu Xiaotan with a few words, and followed the young man down the mountain, the peddler curled his lips and muttered in his heart.

"Bah," he spat secretly, "what the hell, I have no eyesight at all."

My own cakes are the condensation of good luck, and they can bring good luck to the monks!

——The peddler seems to have forgotten that his pancakes are just baked with ordinary dough, and there is even very little stuffing inside.

A large amount of wealth accumulated rapidly in a few days successfully made him dizzy.

Sell ​​a few more, sell a few more, the peddler guards the stall and falls into fantasy, and when he sells a few hundred taels of silver, he goes home and divorces that old woman, buys a house in Luo Town, marries a few concubines, In the future, maybe he can be called a master.

Which girl should I marry as a concubine?

Miss Wang's family is not bad, Li's family is not bad, and Sun's are said to be able to compose poems, why not marry them all... Hey, hey...

The peddler was happily daydreaming, when suddenly someone rushed out of the crowd and shouted, "Bake seller, where did that cake seller go?"

The peddler was shocked: "Here——Guest officer, do you want to buy some cakes? How many pieces do you want?"

"I have opened this pancake before..."

The visitor ignored the peddler's enthusiastic smile, his eyes were as cold as ice, and he turned his head and ordered: "It's him, go, take it."

Suddenly a monk rushed forward and slapped the peddler to the ground.

Covering his instantly red and swollen face, the peddler was stunned: "Kuo, Kuoguan, you guys..."

"How dare you lie to our Bailuzong. My senior brother fell into the trap of the secret realm only after eating your cake."

The visitor had a frosty face: "Big luck? It's good luck. Try it today, eat your own cake, and see if you can survive in the secret realm!"

What does eating the cake have to do with falling into the trap?

The peddler's face turned pale with fright, but he didn't dare to quibble, he just covered Lao Gao's swollen face and knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly: "Xianzang work hard, Xianzang work hard!"

But the disciples of the Baile Sect came here to vent their anger.

In their eyes, monks and mortals have different fates.When they are in a good mood, they can take out ten taels of silver indifferently. Of course, they can also catch an irrelevant mortal up the mountain and throw them into the secret realm when they are in a bad mood because their senior brother died in danger.

As for when the mortals thrown in would die in that secret realm where even monks struggled to survive, and how tragic the death would be.

What does it have to do with them?

Cultivation world is so cruel.

……

On the other side, Yu Xiaotan took Che Yunwen down the mountain.

At the beginning of retail, looking for suitable partners and entering the distribution mode, this is what Yu Xiaotan planned from the beginning.

Pushing a cart to sell milk tea every day, even if it can be sold out every day, how many cups can you sell?

Yu Xiaotan was thinking about the system's grand prize, so he naturally wanted to change his mind and try to win by surprise.

The biggest difficulty in this plan lies in finding a suitable partner. The other party must be powerful, so as to protect the business, but it must be kind and upright, otherwise Yu Xiaotan is also afraid of being blackmailed by the other party.

He prepared the talismans he had drawn from the big gift bag before, but he still felt that it was not enough, so he took Bai Junda to the street to buy a mask and black clothes, and covered himself tightly from head to toe.

However, now that Che Yunwen is chosen, all problems are solved.

Che Yunwen's character has been verified by the original book, and Yu Xiaotan can trust him; the ability of the out-of-body monster is also guaranteed by the original book, presumably no one will take the risk of gutting their guts and put their minds on them.

A group of people returned to the small restaurant quietly, Yu Xiaotan poured a few cups of milk tea, and began to talk with the young man in detail.

How to clarify the responsibilities of both parties, how to confirm the value of the goods, how to deliver the goods, and what proportion to share... Yu Xiaotan also explained some marketing methods and marketing techniques to Che Yunwen in a very serious way, which coincided with the "Building Foundation" The news hotspot is that the monk is lucky to be bound to the big demon, and Yu Xiaotan means to borrow the story of Che Yunwen to create a brand for milk tea, so that the concept of "good luck" will be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

At the beginning, Che Yunwen only had the idea of ​​repaying his favor, but after hearing the young man in front of him narrating, his mentality gradually changed—everything Yu Xiaotan said was very reasonable, and the promotion plan sounded feasible!

Yu Xiaotan strikes while the iron is hot: "Brother Che, look, practice pays attention to the law and wealth. Although you are in the eyes of the suzerain now, compared with other children of the immortal cultivating family with a deep foundation, your wealth is still weak. In the future, you will become a god. A fusion, or even a true immortal who is out of the Mahayana, will require a huge amount of resources!"

What he said made Che Yunwen quite moved.

But whoever embarks on the road of cultivating immortality, who doesn't want to go higher and farther, detached and refined, and become a fairy?

The cooperation between the two started immediately. Che Yunwen pressed down [-]% of the spirit stones in the storage ring, and took [-] cups of milk tea from Yu Xiaotan, which is [-]% of Yu's restaurant's current reserves.

Yu Xiaotan spent 50 points to exchange for a vegetable glue sticker from the system mall, and stuck it to the bottom of each cup of milk tea. The picture is a little golden dragon shaking its head, carrying a long sword on its back, making it look like riding a cloud.

That was a picture on the cover of the original book, which was borrowed by Yu Xiaotan as a logo.

When milk tea is transported to Yushuimen, it will not just sell a Lingshi. The elites in Yushuimen are used to eating treasures from heaven and earth, so they will not look at a Lingshi.

drop in price.

……

After leaving Yu Xiaotan's restaurant, he went to Baifu first.

The big demon who turned into a boy in green circled the blood cocoon a few times, pondered for a moment: "It can be saved."

The old master Bai next to him just showed a look of surprise, and the young man in Tsing Yi dragged his voice again, hugging his arms and said, "But the people inside can't keep it. She has been entangled in the cocoon for too long, and has reached a symbiotic balance with these blood vessels. The blood cocoon If it is broken, she will not be far from death."

The whole hall was silent.

In the dead silence where a needle could be heard, Che Yunwen smiled wryly and tugged at the corner of the boy's clothes: "Qiongqing, is there no other way?"

Facing his own cheap master, the young man was still very well-behaved. Hearing the words, he looked at the blood cocoon carefully, shook his head and said, "Master, you know that I live in the wilderness all year round. It's okay to fight and kill. It's okay to save people." The fact is that I am not good at it. The former master arranged me in Qinghong Mountain, but also let me guard the gate, and didn't let me be a doctor."

"Yes, my Qiongqing fights the most."

Che Yunwen stroked the hair on the top of the boy's head, his brows were gentle: "Nothing else is bad, a small blood cocoon will definitely not be able to stop my Qiongqing."

The young man was so coaxed by him for a while, he narrowed his eyes comfortably, picked up a blue spell with his fingertips, and threw it towards the blood cocoon.

In an instant, there seemed to be thousands of trees growing in the house, and the wild and long weeds were wrapped in blood cocoons, and the wide leaves wrapped them layer by layer, and the vines fluttered, trembling around and around.

The woman's shrill screams gradually disappeared.

The red blood vessels exposed by the blood cocoon also shrank a circle, trembling in a small range, shaking convulsively.

"Okay," the young man stroked his palms, "With my spiritual power, I can suppress the cocoon's activities, so at least the situation won't continue to deteriorate, and the people inside won't feel pain anymore."

"But master, where did this blood cocoon come from? I have followed the former master for so many years, and I have never seen such a weird spiritual creature."

This problem has actually troubled Che Yunwen for a long time.

He looked at the master of the Bai family suspiciously, but he only got a shake of his head.Standing in front of the blood cocoon, the master of the Bai family seemed to be ten years older in an instant, with a haggard face and bitter eyes.

Seeing this scene, Che Yunwen knew that it was inconvenient to ask more questions, so he got up and asked the master of the Bai family to resign.

Immediately, they returned to Yushuimen with a storage ring full of milk tea to start their "distribution business".