Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 142 The horror story ends

"Memorial poem, come here."

"What's wrong, Brother Wang?"

"What's going on? I keep burning one pot after another. This is already the seventh pot."

A pot and a piece of tea leaves, Wang Qiye also felt the pain, and quickly called the bystander Nian Jishi to ask what was going on.

"It's all for your stall business. Those who want to buy things will naturally drink a few cups. Those who are just strolling around and enjoying the sights will only dare to drink one cup. How can they have the nerve to refill their cups? The eldest brother and his friends used the cups of tea he drank to gauge the price."

I only dare to speak the memorial poem from my heart, for fear that others may hear it.

"Oh, that's it."

Wang Qiye understood and nodded. These people were too shrewd. It seemed that in the business war, these inconspicuous little things ended up selling themselves out.

It seems that the tea needs to continue to be boiled. The more tea is boiled, the more goods they can sell, and they can have more free time. It is a win-win situation for all three parties.

As the sun sets and night falls, the sky and the earth are covered with a golden glow. The sun slowly slides toward the west, like a huge fireball sinking below the horizon. As time goes by, the color of the sky becomes deeper, gradually transitioning from orange-yellow and orange-red to deep red and purple-red.

The number of pedestrians on the street began to decrease slowly. The Qi Refining cultivators were short of money, so they began to rush to their respective mountains at this point in order to catch up for dinner.

"Add two more leaves!"

Ningxia was anxious when she saw that Wang Qiye had just thrown away three pieces of tea leaves, so she took out three more pieces of tea leaves from the tea can herself.

"Oh, that's too much. The tea is too strong and I won't be able to sleep at night..."

Before Wang Qiye finished speaking, Ningxia threw the tea leaves down, snorted, and rolled her eyes at him.

"You're so stingy when you drink it yourself, no wonder your sales are so poor."

There was not much business at that time, and eight people sat around a small square table, drinking tea and chatting, looking very comfortable.

"When can I drink?"

Bai Mu stared straight at the pot of cloud tea. It was already emitting a fragrance. It was indeed different from the one brewed from a single piece of tea. He couldn't help but feel a little excited.

……

"You can drink now."

Bai Mu picked up the teapot and filled the eight empty teacups in front of him. He put the teapot down, then picked up a cup of tea, inhaled the mist that was escaping into his nose, and indulged in it for a long time.

"Will you be making a guest appearance tomorrow?"

Wang Qiye spoke flatteringly and ingratiatingly, and handed Ningxia a cup of tea.

"There are only a few things left, what's the point of selling them?"

Ningxia took the teacup and without looking at him, she gently fiddled with the tea lid with her hand and drank the cloud tea with enjoyment.

"Wang Qiye, where are ours?"

Li Jingyi put her hands on her waist angrily, and watched Wang Qiye bring a cup to Ningxia, and then she stopped moving, with a look of dissatisfaction on her face.

"It's here, don't be angry."

Wang Qiye quickly picked up the two cups of tea on the table and handed it over.

Li Jingyi glared at him before reaching out to take it.

Gu Ruochen just smiled lightly and took a sip of the teacup. He certainly wouldn't be like these two little kids.

“Good tea!”

Finally, Bai Mu drank the authentic Lingxi Cloud Tea without water. After drinking it, he felt as if he was floating in the clouds. Although he practiced fire magic, he had never felt that the clouds in the mountains were so intimate.

This opportunity is rare, Bai Mu poured himself another cup. This time he wanted to savour it carefully. This pot of tea was just enough for two cups for each person.

"I didn't expect that your magic weapon sold so poorly, but I didn't buy any fake tea."

Ningxia rarely praised Wang Qiye and took a sip of Yunwu Tea.

"I begged for this from the tea-loving Elder Jindan at the cost of my dignity."

"Brother Wang, how did you ask for it? Teach me."

Bai Mu's eyes lit up, and he quickly and attentively refilled Wang Qiye's teacup, ready to humbly learn.

"Brother Bai, your situation is probably different from that of this young man from Qingzhu Peak,"

Gu Ruochen smiled slightly, not wanting to see the young man suffer such a great blow, so he decided to give him a shot of prevention in advance.

After Bai Mu heard this, his shining eyes lowered his head and dimmed a little.

"Well, I ordered three second-level attack magic weapons and two second-level defense magic weapons. Although I only sold three, the two old men happily gave me a can each when I mentioned it. But you can try it next time you go there."

Wang Qiye told Bai Mu about his situation at the time and asked him to use it as a reference.

"Well, I'll try my best."

Bai Mu laughed miserably, and that expression was uglier than crying.

"Don't look so sad. Let's go to dinner later. It's my treat."

"Then you have to treat us. There are only a few things left on the stall. Big boss, please give us some water, and we, the little brat, can also take advantage of it."

Bai Mu smiled again when he heard Wang Qiye was treating him to a meal. He followed the local tycoons present to eat and drink for free, and it was probably only today.

"Brother Wang, take the things. I don't think you can sell many of them. Keep them for yourself so that you can enjoy your boss's cravings for a few more days."

Ningxia put down the teacup, poured herself a cup, then picked it up and blew gently.

"to make."

Seeing that there were only a few items left, these people were no longer willing to sell. Wang Qiye did not force them. He stood up and collected the remaining 21 storage bags, 2 defensive magic weapons, and 16 first-level magic weapons on the stall.

"A total of 56 storage bags and 4 defensive magic tools were sold, 48 of which were less than 5% new, and 138 were more than 5% new. The total is contribution points. Please calculate it again."

After Ningxia finished speaking, he manipulated the identity jade pendant to transfer all the contribution points.

"That's right, the total bonus plus commission is 860. I'll transfer you a full 900."

Wang Qiye calculated it again in his mind, and after confirming that it was correct, he manipulated his identity jade pendant and transferred 900 contribution points to Ningxia.

In this way, your assets will reach 9301 Lingshi and contribution points.

Now I am finally a household with an income of 100,000 yuan.

Bai Mu secretly clicked his tongue. These people were discussing the business of more than 8 spirit stones at the tea table. They were all calm and composed, without any panic, except for one person who had a happy expression on his face.

"Let's go. I can finally drink today."

After holding back for a few days, Wang Qiye, who was finally able to drink to his heart's content, laughed loudly, stood up and began to pack up the tea set.

Bai Mu quickly waved towards his stall, and all the things on the stall flew into his storage bag, and followed a few people.

……

"Come, let me toast to our hero today. Let's drink first."

Wang Qiye picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it all in one gulp.

"Come on, do it."

Everyone also picked up their wine glasses and drank them in one gulp.

"Hurry up and sit down, eat your food, eat your food."

Wang Qiye took a bite of the vegetable to suppress the smell of alcohol.

"Wang Qiye, you are so stingy. How can you get a wife like this?"

Ningxia stared at the meal worth 50 spirit stones, feeling that it was totally inconsistent with her hard work today. She looked at Wang Qiye with hatred.

"I spent it all on you, and I still have a dime to use to get a wife."

Wang Qiye didn't care about her look. Whether he wanted to eat or not, his chopsticks never stopped moving.

"How do you know if you don't even try?"

Ningxia glared at him again before using the chopsticks in her hand to pick up a mouthful of food and chewing it intermittently.

"We should try not to try things that have no hope."

Wang Qiye smiled along and ate with gusto. He stopped to pour himself a glass and drank it all in one gulp.

"Stingy guy, drink cold water."

Li Jingyi also rolled her eyes at him. After walking around so much today, she just had a meal on the street.

"Oh my god, what right do you have to say that to me, little brat?" Wang Qiye certainly didn't dare to say these words out loud.

Bai Mu just lowered his head to eat and pick up food, and poured himself a glass of wine when he was thirsty.

"Come on, Young Master Wang, let's have a drink."

Gu Ruochen picked up the wine glass in front of him and finally blocked the anger of the three little ghosts.

"I don't deserve it. Today, it's all thanks to Senior Brother Gu. I'll drink first as a sign of respect."

Wang Qiye looked at Gu Ruochen gratefully and drank it all in one gulp.

“Is there anyone willing to experience a day trip tomorrow?”

Wang Qiye took a look around and was somewhat expectant.

"You should just tinker with it yourself. It will be sold out in two days."

Ningxia mocked him for a while, then took a bite of the vegetarian dish and ate it with relish.

"How much did you earn today?"

"I want to hear it, but I won't tell you."

Li Jingyi snorted and laughed, finally getting rid of her anger. She finished half a bowl of rice in one gulp.

Wang Qiye looked at the senior brother of Qingyan Peak. Gu Ruochen just smiled and said nothing.

Wang Qiye thought about it in his mind. Today, it was all thanks to Qingyan Peak and Qingfeng Cliff that he was able to hold the fort. Could he replicate this opportunity in the future? If he could get two more peaks to cooperate, wouldn't he be able to make another quick move in a short period of time?

Thinking of the pink dress from yesterday, Wang Qiye sternly warned herself not to do anything stupid. She felt warm in her heart and smiled.

"Brother Wang, please tell us your story in the secret realm."

The commemorative poem put down the chopsticks in her hand. After all, she is a girl at heart and she always yearns for stories.

Li Jingyi and Ningxia also looked over, wanting to hear what the secret story was like around them.

Wang Qiye looked at these three innocent little girls and decided to dispel their last bit of yearning for the secret realm.

"When I recall that story, I still break out in a cold sweat every time in the middle of the night."

"Fire Fist walked down from the throne step by step. His eyes were cold and arrogant, revealing an expression of contempt for the world. One finger pointed at a cooking pot, and the other pointed at his arms. One of my sisters lost her mind and prostrated herself at his feet. Another sister would rather die than obey, and chose to jump in."

Speaking of this, a line of hot tears rolled down Wang Qiye’s pale face.

"At that time, everyone was in despair. The numb expressions on their faces only showed the words 'waiting to die'. Such a strong man was beyond human power to defeat..."