Kitchen Xiuzhen

Hailin House is very large, with four gates: east, south, west, and north.

The ten-people-wide stone roads of the two treaties criss-crossed and penetrated the four gates. Luo Xiu came in at the east gate, while Hailin Fufang City was at the west gate.

The closer to the Fang market, the more and more stalls.

All of them have no money to open a store in Fangshi, so they can only set up stalls and sell some strange and strange items, which are called Taobao Street by monks.

Taobao Street, as the name suggests, can buy some treasures in this street. But Li Xuanchen once told Luo Xiu that this Taobao Street is more of a liar.

There are several stalls at this moment, the stall owners are shouting hard.

"Let ’s take a look, and take a look at me, Chuan Yujian, go out to go through training, a double repair is necessary!"

"Spirit alfalfa, ready for cooking! Big sale at low price!"

"A tearful sale, mysterious cooking amulet of ancestral heritage, credibility guaranteed ..."

"Passing by, don't miss it, open up the pulse with good pulses, spiritual tricks, everything ..."

As soon as Luo Xiu stepped on Taobao Street, he heard a continuous stream of applause, and even a seller with a sharp-mouthed monkey gill, vigorously preaching the contents of his booth in his ear.

Luo Xiu couldn't help curiosity. When he came to the booth selling Chuan Yujian, and just wanted to speak, the owner shouted: "This little brother, let me tell you ..."

Upon hearing this posture, Luo Xiu waved his hands and asked, "Okay, how can this jade slip be sold?"

"Cheap, 5 Lingjing. My brother and I said, my jade Jane can be distant for ten miles!"

After pointing, he pointed to the stall opposite, "Did you see? He's sent Wuling's Chuanyu Jane to sell Wulingjing. Buy me, it's absolutely cheap!"

As soon as the words were finished, the stall owner was anxious, and scowled with red eyes: "This brother, don't listen to Huang Daya talking nonsense. His messenger Jade Jane can only be used ten times. It will be useless after it is used, and mine can use Twenty times? Huang Daya, I've been out today, brother, for the sake of everyone being young people, I sold you 3 Lingjing ... "

"Sun Shuzi, fight the price with Lao Tzu Huang Daya, OK, this brother, I only need 2 Lingjing!"

"..."

Luo Xiu was just curious about it and didn't want to buy it. When he saw that the two guys were bargaining for each other, there was a great urge to fight.

This business blows each other out ... a little shameless!

Really treat people as fat sheep?

However, this is not to blame Luo Xiu, many vendors saw him with a blue face and thought that a big fish had come, so he kept pushing him to sell his stall.

Luo Xiu shook his head. For such a trick of blowing each other, on the streets of previous lives, Luo Xiu could see much more.

The two stall owners were originally from the same family, and Chuan Yujian was not so expensive. They deliberately compared to stimulate buyers to buy. This kind of trick was already commonplace at the age of ten.

When they saw Luo Xiu wanting to leave, the price was lowered, but Luo Guojiu ignored the two pairs of living treasures and went towards their destination.

Trading market!

This is where the kitchen repairs and spiritual cooks trade. There are many necessities for spiritual cook cultivation, which are much more authentic than those sold on Taobao Street.

However, to reach the trading market, you must also cross this stall's Taobao Street.

Luo Xiu saw the liar behavior of Taobao Street, and lost his interest in looking at them one by one. He only looked forward and ignored the talks of the stallholders around him.

However, as the market gradually approached the market, the small flames in the body kept beating.

"Oh?"

Luo Xiu was surprised, and then a strong call suddenly emerged from his heart.

This call, like a curse, guided him to go forward ... As his footsteps continued to move forward, the small flame was beating more and more fiercely.

"At the beginning I encountered a spirit fire ... it seems like this!"

Luo Xiu felt the strangeness in his body carefully, but entered the trading market.

The direction of this little flame is in the trading market.

tread!

When you walked into Fangshi, there were small compartments that looked more formal than outside stalls, and various items were clearly marked.

Moreover, the various stalls in Fang City are scattered, and they are divided into a lot of areas according to spirits, ingredients, methods, singular objects, and so on.

There is an extremely beautiful girl in each area, explaining something to the buyer.

Luo Xiu's trip was to buy a spiritual stone for cultivation, so he went directly to the material room.

"Senior, what materials do you need to buy?"

As soon as Luo Xiu stepped into the material area, a very beautiful girl showed her teeth and asked him with a smile, which made her feel good.

"Well, I'll find it myself, no trouble!"

Luo Xiu waved his hand and sent the girl away.

The small flame jumped more violently, and then Luo Xiu came to a booth.

The things on this stand are weird, there are spirit stones of various departments, the fur of the monster, the vial filled with the spirit spring, and even the skeleton of the monster.

One of the darkened ancient daggers was the source of the beating of the small flame.

"Treasurer, how do these spirits sell?"

Luo Xiu looked up at the hawker at the stall. This hawker was about the same age as Luo Xiu, with a beautiful face, his eyes twitched in his eyes and looked very smart.

"Not for sale!"

The hawker didn't raise his head, talking there.

This time Luo Xiu was surprised: "No, you have no reason to sell things when you open a shop!"

"If you do n’t sell, you do n’t sell. Why, you still care about me?"

The hawker's eyelids rolled, but Luo Xiu was happy.

This kid has a personality.

"Say, how can you sell it, I want these things!"

Luo Xiu said solemnly, but the hawker no longer ignored Luo Xiu, taking care of a beast bone there.

But the shopkeeper next to the stall just came together: "Master Ling, you go. The old man in this shop has a bad rule. He wants to eat his favorite food, and he will sell them ... Make him happy and give it away for free! "

"However, not many chefs can reach his taste!"

"Oh?"

Is there such a thing? !!

Luo Xiu became interested, and smiled there: "That's right, I'm a chef, let your shopkeeper come out, I'll cook!"

"you?"

The hawker raised his head and rolled his eyes: "Don't think it is a sacred hand, what good dishes can you make? There are many chefs who can cook in Hailin, but there are not many ...

"Well, you're right, even the pasta ancestors of pasta can hardly swallow!"

Luo Xiu agreed, but he had a high opinion of the hawker. The boy was very young and could see his strength at a glance.

It is probably not a spiritual chef, but also a chef.

I didn't expect a rough voice to come from inside: "Good word!"

Huh!

The curtains in the cubicle opened, and a gray-haired old man stepped out of the room. He stared at Luo Xiu with sharp eyes: "Will you cook?"