Fast Time Travel: The Hypnotized Demon

It was a warm moment when the four eyes were facing each other, but a discordant voice interrupted the atmosphere.

"Changle, you're finally back!" Jun Letian interjected carelessly, "There's no kitchen here, why don't you... cook at my place?"

"No need." Chang Le walked into the yard and put the food he bought on the table, "I just looked around and didn't find any ingredients for cooking, so I bought these food."

He wasn't very familiar with the place, and it was getting late, so he didn't dare to go too far. He just walked around the nearby shops, asked passers-by, learned that the vegetable stalls had been closed long ago, bought some food, and came back.

Jun Ruxian helped to arrange the meals, and Chang Ran also arranged the bowls and chopsticks he found. In comparison, Jun Letian, who was sitting on the armchair leisurely, couldn't be more of a jerk.

Chang Le patted Jun Letian's hand that was secretly trying to pick up vegetables: "Go and wash your hands."

Facing the cold and serious eyes of the young man, Jun Letian knew he was wrong, and obediently went to wash his hands.

When he came back, Chang Ran and Jun Ruxian had already occupied the positions next to Chang Le, one on the left and the other on the right.

Chang Ran: "Brother, this dish is delicious, and Ran Ran wants to eat it tomorrow."

Chang Le picked up another chopstick for her, calculated his own inventory, felt a little headache, raised his head and asked Jun Letian: "Here... is there a way to earn spirit stones?"

"What's the matter?" Jun Letian wiped his hands with a towel. He stayed with Changle for a long time. Not only did he have to eat three meals a day, but he also got into the habit of washing his hands before meals. Dead King Lotte, this lazy cancer.

"The food here is a bit expensive." Changle did the math, and his inventory is only enough to eat and drink for a month or two. The most important thing is that in comparison, the ingredients for cooking must not be much cheaper. If he doesn't want to find a way to make money , and soon a few people will drink northwest wind.

Just the dish that Chang Ran ordered to eat required three middle-grade spirit stones.

The food in Jun Letian's mouth almost spit out, Jun Ruxian silently pulled the dish away from him.Jun Letian didn't notice this scene, and was still shocked that Changle was cheated: "What are you talking about? Three middle-grade spirit stones?!"

Seeing Changle's affirmation, he tremblingly ordered the dishes on the next table: "Then how much did it cost for all of these?"

Chang Le also realized something, frowned and calculated silently: "Hmm... a high-grade spirit stone?"

Jun Letian silently covered his heart that was dripping with blood, and looked at the dazed and indifferent faces of the three of Changle, realizing for the first time how prodigal each other was.

Speaking of it...it seems that what he ate and drank in the secret realm was not ordinary...

One high-grade spirit stone is equal to one hundred middle-grade spirit stones and ten thousand low-grade spirit stones, and the inner sect disciples of Pantianzong only offer ten middle-grade spirit stones every month. Lingshi.This meal... directly ate up his half month's offerings.

"These... are expensive?" Chang Ran poked the rice in the bowl with his chopsticks, but he didn't see any difference, and it wasn't as delicious as his brother's. The dish she wanted to eat just now was more expensive because she hadn't eaten it before. It's just a taste.

very expensive?Your big hair! !

Jun Letian took a deep breath, knowing that Changle and the others lived in a secret place all year round and didn't know the prices outside, so he said it in a way they could understand.

"This dish," Jun Letian pointed to the dish Chang Ran wanted to eat, and explained first, "There is no spiritual energy in it, which means that the ingredients used are all ordinary ingredients, and there is no spiritual food. For the monks, most of the food produced is impurities, and they need to spend time to remove them after eating, so they are very special and worthless! Even if it looks delicious, it only costs ten taels of silver at most!"

A piece of low-grade spirit stone can be exchanged for 100 taels of gold, but a vegetable that only costs a maximum of ten taels of silver in the mortal world was sold for a sky-high price of three middle-grade spirit stones!Black merchant!What a black businessman! !

"Let's put it this way," Chang Ran, who didn't quite understand at first, immediately changed his face when he said the next sentence in Jun Letian, "The three middle-grade spirit stones that could have been bought originally can fill this yard with a large number!"

Chang Ran thought of how many of his petty dishes flew away, so he cursed with Jun Letian bitterly: "Bullshit! Big villain!!"