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One hundred and twenty-nine, black shop, business

Outside Wanli Mountain, beside a wide road, a thatched shed with a signboard with the word "wine" stands there. A few tauren were cleaning the table and setting the dishes, looking up.

"Hurry up, here we come, hurry up!"

"Where is it? The wine bowl, put the wine bowl on!"

...

By the time these tauren, shopkeepers, or peddlers were performing their duties, a team of chariots and horses had already arrived.

The cart was pulled by a three-foot-high double-horned Kumara, and each carriage was several feet high.

More than a dozen carriages are connected together like a city wall.

"Hey, that, take a break—" A thin Qingniu tribe came forward to greet them, and when they saw these carriages, they swallowed.

"Get out of the way."

In front of the frame, a white-haired old man with a lion's head gave a low shout, and the Qingniu tribe hurriedly backed away, giving way to the road.

"Well, the catchy business is lost..."

"This is a tough bone, it's best not to eat it."

The tauren sitting in front of the thatched hut muttered, and sent the water and wine in front of them to their mouths.

Every time he robbed the road, he didn't gain much, and this enough drink was the key to the high spirits of the big guys.

The wine that the king got from no one knows where, the taste is really craving.

"Snapped--"

Just when most of the convoy had passed the thatched shed, suddenly a fellow was walking with a wine jar in his arms, tripped and smashed the wine jar to pieces.

The rich aroma of wine permeates instantly.

"what--"

On a cart in the middle of the convoy, a tall lion-headed young man in half-armour turned his head to look at the grass shed.

"Stop the car and fix it."

He gave a low snort, and then flew out of the carriage.

"Bring me a jar of wine.

He strode over to a wooden table and sat down, then spoke.

"Okay, come right now!"

A clerk hurriedly responded and brought the wine jar over.

"Wait!"

The white-haired old man leading the way in front of the motorcade strode forward and whispered to the armored youth: "My lord, eight out of ten of these kind of half-way restaurants are black shops that have robbed the road."

"Black shop?" The armored youth let out a long laugh, stretched out his hand and grabbed the wine jar that the clerk was holding, put it on the table and said, "There are still two of the ten families?"

After finishing speaking, he slapped the seal on the wine jar with his hands, and a mellow fragrance wafted out of his nostrils.

"If there is such a good wine in the black shop, then it's okay for me to let them kill me for a while." The armored youth said, lifting the wine jar, and poured the wine into his mouth.

"Haha, what a good wine!"

He shouted loudly, then turned his head and said, "Bring out all your wine."

"Brothers, come over and have a taste, this wine is probably five years old!"

Hearing the young man's praise of the wine, those lion-head warriors in iron armor and guarded expressions in front of the frame couldn't help but walked over.

All the guys brought the wine and plates of tender white meat.

"Hey, this meat is soft, glutinous and smooth, and the taste is really good!" Tasting a piece of meat, the young man with the lion head was even more delighted.

The wine and meat kept coming up, even the white-haired old man couldn't help eating and drinking.

When everyone was full, the young man with the lion's head said, "Shopkeeper, how much is the wine and meat?"

In the thatched hut, a strong and tall Qingniu tribe member in rough clothes came forward, reaching out to light the empty wine jars and the empty plates on the table.

"Five, ten... seventeen, eleven..."

The tauren looked dazed, making the young man frown.

"Haha, I don't know, the Qingniu people have always done business like this." A lion-head warrior held his belly and laughed.

"That's right, those Qingniu clan who are coolies sold themselves, don't you know?" Someone looked at the shopkeeper and started counting again, hehe said with a smile.

Hearing their words, the tauren's expressions changed.

"Hmph, I figured it out. These wines and meats add up to eight hundred, not one thousand demon stones." The shopkeeper of the Qingniu clan shouted, and then stretched out his hand.

"Give me money!"

Hearing his words, those lion head warriors were slightly taken aback.

The armored youth looked at the shopkeeper and said, "Are you sure it's one thousand, the Yaoyuan stone?"

"Sure, one thousand, not one less, one less, hehe..." The shopkeeper clenched his fists and made a few fierce gestures.

"Alright, one thousand demon primordial stones." The armored youth raised his hand, and a pile of dark blue egg stones fell on the table.

He stretched out his hand and patted the shopkeeper's arm and said, "You guys put away this monster primordial stone, next time, next time—haha."

After speaking, he led the crowd away in strides, and the convoy moved forward slowly.

"Next time, I won't give you a discount next time." The shopkeeper of the Qingniu Clan muttered, turned his face, looked at the pile of monster essence stones, his face was full of light.

"Haha, brothers, this is a fool, one thousand demon essence stones, one thousand!"

"Well, Fifth Brother, shall we still rob Dao?" A member of the Qingniu tribe who played the role of a passerby merchant for a long time and drank three jars of wine stood up and said in a low voice.

"What kind of robbery? This thousand demon essence stones are more than the sum of the previous robberies." The shopkeeper laughed loudly, and stretched out his hand to directly bring the demon essence stone into the shed with the table attached.

...

In the convoy, the white-haired lion-headed old man looked at the armored young man on the cart and said, "My lord, you can't buy this wine and meat, not to mention a thousand demon stones, even a thousand demon crystals."

The conversion between one thousand demon essence stones and one thousand demon essence crystals is a hundred times.

Whether it's the sweet and mellow wine that is scarce in the spirit and demon world, or the incomparably delicious animal meat, they are all good things that can't be bought with a demon essence stone.

"Hehe, you say that the Qingniu clan is stupid, and they don't even know that they have been sold when they do business. This time, I believe it." The armored youth said with a big smile.

Isn't it silly to sell such a good thing at a low price?

"It's just that the wine and meat are really good. If I bring some back to the Yellow Lion City, I'm afraid it will be sold at a high price." A lion head warrior said.

"Hehe, I'm thinking too much. These Qingniu people sell their meat from somewhere because they don't kill. How can such good wine and meat be available often?" On the other side, a warrior shook his head and said .

Others nodded one after another.

"My lord, there is a Qingniu tribe's wine shed in front of you." Suddenly, the martial artist who was looking for the way ahead shouted.

Everyone's eyes lit up.

"Let's go and have a look." The armored youth said with a smile.

...

At sunset, Xu Cheng looked at the dozen or so beaming Qingniu clansmen holding Yaoyuan stones in front of him, and couldn't laugh or cry.

There are always more than 10,000 Yaoyuan stones in this forest, and there are also 10,000 yuan when converted into spirit stones.

The ten wine sheds all sold their wine and meat in exchange for Yaoyuan stones.

It's just some drinks that have been left out for a while in the Taoist world, and the flesh and blood of the sea monster that has been refined to exhaust the original power of Qi and blood, so I just exchanged so many monster essence stones back.

This business has indeed earned more than ten times.

But he led these guys to rob, and they turned out to be doing business seriously.

"Is that enough?"

"Have you forgotten what we're here for?"

Xu Cheng put on a straight face and let out a low drink.

"Understood, we are here to rob Dao."

"Yes, Jiedao."

The bustling echoes were weak.

Xu Cheng glared at them with hatred.

Is the robbery really for the robbery? That's to hone the skills of you lazy cows!

"I heard that your wine and meat are good, do you have any more? Take them all out."

A voice sounded, and seven or eight wolf-headed men sat down at the table.