Zhang Fan decided to add a chicken drumstick to Murong Xiaoxiao later!

Yes, add!

From now on we can't let people like Murong Xiaoxiao eat and drink for free. If they want to eat chicken drumsticks, they must act as support!

At this moment, Zhang Fan regretted a little.

If I had known I could expand the business of selling fried rice in the ruins, the warehouse would have to be full.

No matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are still meat.

"Ahem, everyone, I'm sorry, I didn't bring a lot of food. So, some people may not be able to eat later!" Zhang Fan said.

These people in front of me are all wealthy people!

Three hundred spiritual stones for a portion of fried rice is simply not worthy of their status.

"Brother Zhang Fan, leave me a portion. If you want more meat, I'll give you two thousand spirit stones. I'm not short of money." A young man shouted.

His clothes are extremely luxurious!

Just the purple crystal about the size of a thumb on the chest looks like it’s not an ordinary thing at first glance!

Even from a distance of more than twenty meters, Zhang Fan could feel the surging spiritual power inside the amethyst!

A real rich man!

"Brother Zhang Fan, can I book a long-term meal ticket? The days in the ruins are still long! It's not a problem to eat this garbage every day for a month and a half.

A meal of eight hundred spirit stones is not too demanding, it is hot, it contains vegetables, meat and soup, how about it?" A young man stood up and said.

There are more than two hundred people here now.

After a meal, the consumption is extremely terrifying.

A medium-grade storage bag is only ten cubic meters!

Even though he comes from a distinguished family, he only brought five intermediate storage bags when he came in this time.

That’s only fifty cubic meters of space!

Even if Zhang Fan is a second-grade alchemist, it's impossible for him to have more storage bags than he does, right?

Although the alchemist is very awesome!

However, Zhang Fan is currently only at the second level!

You can’t make much money either!

In fact, the amount of money Zhang Fan spent on elixirs was already an astronomical figure.

It is not easy to train a second-grade alchemist at such an age.

So he was sure that Zhang Fan's storage space couldn't be very large!

After one meal, the ingredients are probably gone, right?

Moreover, this small cart is almost like an intermediate storage bag.

Look next to it, there are boilers, bottled water and so on.

If this continues, within a day or two, the ingredients will probably be gone.

Dry food, it's so damn unpalatable.

How beautiful it would be to have a professional chef.

Booking three meals a day in the future is the way to go.

No, even if you can eat delicious meals for one day, that will definitely satisfy you.

Hearing this, a group of people around became restless.

"Wucao, can I still make a reservation?"

"Brother Zhang Fan, I also want to book a month and a half!"

"Brother Zhang Fan, can we discuss the price?"

"Brother Zhang Fan, can I reserve one meal a day?"

Although they are not short of money, a meal of eight hundred and thousand spirit stones is still acceptable for two meals. In the long run, it is a really expensive group!

Three meals a day costs two to three thousand.

In one month, this is going to be a very fast pace.

"Long-term booking is possible!" Zhang Fan's eyes immediately lit up.

You know, this is a ruins, full of dangers! Who knows if you can survive until the next day!

Although it is a bit immoral to make money from dead people, but who told you to have more money?

"In this case, it's a long-term reservation. A meal costs four hundred spirit stones. If it's not delicious, there's no charge." Zhang Fan said confidently, patting his chest.

Alchemy, I am professional!

I am also professional in cooking!

If it doesn’t taste good, it doesn’t exist!

Four hundred for a meal! In one month...

Plus so many people!

These are not mosquito legs!

Done!

In an instant, a group of extremely rich people were smiling.

A meal of four hundred spirit stones is a bit expensive! However, it is much cheaper than expected.

For example, that bastard who just shouted that a meal would cost one thousand, his price dropped too much.

"However, if you book in advance, you must pay half of the deposit! It is better to pay the full amount and add an extra chicken drumstick!" Zhang Fan said with a smile.

Looking at Zhang Fan, who was almost laughing his head off, Murong Xiaoxiao and the others' eyes almost popped out of their heads.

Hold!

Zhang Fan, this piece of shit, is simply not human!

There are more than forty days left, three meals a day, that’s one hundred and twenty meals+!

Four hundred spirit stones for one meal!

How much is this for one person?

Nearly 500,000+ spiritual stones?

Ten people, fuck, more than five million...

Damn, is it so easy to make money now?

I want to sell fried rice too!

Even Murong Xiaoxiao, who had a father like Murong Pei, almost had his eyes popping out of his head at this moment.

Five million spirit stones is really an astronomical number for ordinary people.

And now, it’s just food for ten people for the next forty days.

simply……

How can this piece of shit Zhang Fan make money so much!

Earn tens of millions from alchemy!

You can earn so much money by selling fried rice in the ruins!

simply……

Forget it, forget it! Stop talking! This piece of shit Zhang Fan is not a human being!

"Oh, by the way, hot pot can be provided once every three days!" Zhang Fan said suddenly when he saw that some people were still hesitant.

In an instant, the people around him started to boil.

About twenty people rushed directly towards Zhang Fan.

"It's settled, it's settled! One hot pot for three days, this is what you said." One person said, and in an instant, he took out a pile of spiritual power and its surging spiritual stones and stuffed them into Zhang Fan's hand.

.

"This is a high-level spiritual stone. One high-level spiritual stone can be exchanged for ten thousand low-level spiritual stones."

???

Zhang Fan looked confused!

"What? Brother, don't tell me that your meal costs four hundred high-grade spiritual stones. If you do this, you will be beaten." The young man's smile gradually became stiff.

Four hundred high-level spirit stones?
To be continued...