"Really? I'm afraid of poison or something..." Some people were surprised and couldn't help but get ready to take action.

Hu Zhuang waved his hand: "It doesn't look like it, but I'm pretty good anyway."

His junior brother looked at him hesitantly and wanted to refute, but he didn't know where to refute, so he had to pick up the chopsticks. In fact, he had already been drooling from the smell.

Scallion oil noodles?

It seems quite simple, but I don’t know why it tastes so good.

He took a bite first, and put the salty noodles with a special fragrance into his mouth. After chewing twice, he could taste the sweetness of the noodles. The taste was really good, and the aura was very strong. It should be the first level.

Noodles made by Lingzhi.

After eating it in one gulp, he took another sip of sour plum soup. The cool, sour and sweet drink entered his mouth, which dispersed the taste in his mouth. It was also sour, which gave him a thrill.

The person next to him saw his eyebrows twitching and asked worriedly: "Fellow Taoist, is there something wrong?"

But he quickly recovered, his eyebrows relaxed, and his eyes showed joy: "It tastes delicious! I don't know what this is, it's sour and sweet, so appetizing."

After saying that, he took another big bite.

Questioner: "...Gulu!"

The monks, who were increasingly disturbed by their live broadcast, could not help but look at each other, and some of them were already discussing in low voices with their companions to go in for dinner.

But when I am discouraged by my companions or others, and I feel irritable, I am the first to go in and eat Qianquan, and then I come out.

"Wow!"

There was a sudden commotion in the crowd. Everyone looked around quickly and were about to ask: "How are you, fellow Taoist?"

"Are you feeling unwell?"

"Fellow Taoist, is it safe? I really want to eat."

Qian Quan patted his belly with satisfaction, smiled at a group of eager people, "It's okay, didn't you guys look at me the whole time? It's really okay!"

‌As soon as the words came out, the people who were ready to make a move couldn't bear it anymore and rushed in decisively: "Labour and management don't care, let's eat first!"

Then one after another.

The crowd is coming.

Compared with the Western fantasy world, the Eastern monks obviously like the dishes of the dream restaurant more. Whether it is the taste or the tableware, they are completely integrated and do not need to be specially changed.

They entered together, still prepared, but full of expectations for things.

Su Ning did not disappoint their expectations. She sent someone to order and deliver the food. Everything went in an orderly manner. After eating, she went out, paid the spirit stones, and got a gluttonous feast. She was completely satisfied!

On the other hand, the two people who went out to eat before saw that the surroundings were already empty, and they looked at each other with hot faces. It seemed that they were really... overly cautious?

Hu Zhuang said at that moment: "You're right. The world of cultivation is unpredictable. No one knows what will happen next moment. There's nothing wrong with being cautious, but this store is probably not dangerous.

"

The junior brother looked at the empty tableware in front of him and nodded in agreement: "To make the food so delicious, it is probably the chef who came here to practice."

Soon people were coming in and others were coming out. Everything was normal, as if it was an ordinary inn or restaurant.

There are also some wealthy monks who are addicted to eating, so they might as well eat some. Anyway, these things can be quickly transformed into spiritual power, and it will not affect their feeling of fullness and make them uncomfortable at all.

Su Ning looked on with envy. She wanted to do this too, so she wouldn't have to worry about gaining weight.

I didn't see Meng Yanqing being the most active in eating every day, but he was still so tall and thin?

The people at the Cultivator Market are indeed very popular.

The robot waiters in the restaurant are busy, but that's all.

After all, this is the world of cultivation. The only people selected are destined to be at the top of the pyramid. This means that there are too few such people compared to ordinary people.

Moreover, this was in ancient times. In ancient times, the fertility rate was high, but the survival rate was not high, and the population was also low. Therefore, after a while in the morning, they were gone in about an hour.

There was no business in the store, so Su Ning took Joel and Meng Yanqing out to play.

As soon as they came out, the people around them who had never stopped looking at them appeared again, looking at them with surprise and uncertainty. Su Ning just pretended not to see them. Anyway, this was not the first time they were watching.

She didn't eat very much in the morning. After working for a while, her stomach was empty, so she looked around, looking for the food here.

You can't eat too much serious food, so Su Ning mainly looks at snacks. Not to mention, there are quite a variety of them, including beautiful and delicious pastries, as well as sesame cakes and the like.

She likes to eat salty food, so she went straight to the place selling sesame cakes. The maker was a woman who looked about ten years old, with a round face and a kind smile: "What would you like to eat, sir?"

"Our sesame cakes have pork fillings and cabbage fillings..."

"Spiritual pork?" Su Ning was curious, what is the difference between this and yellow pig?

Meng Yanqing stood aside with his arms folded, and replied lazily: "They are just ordinary domestic pigs. They have been fed with weeds containing spiritual energy since they were young, and the impurities have been slowly washed away. However, they are still far inferior to yellow pork."

After all, the gap between first-level spiritual beasts and ordinary animals with some spiritual energy is too big.

"That's right." The woman smiled attentively and said, "Our sesame cakes are cheap. You can buy two of them for just one low-grade spiritual stone."

Su Ning just made a lot of money recently, and the system just took it away, so she didn't have to pay tax on the rest, because she still had a lot left, so she generously gave out two: "Four for me."

"Okay, my lord, please wait a moment." The woman quickly took out the sesame cakes and handed them over one by one.

Su Ning subconsciously replied: "Thank you."

The woman waved her hand: "No, no, you're welcome."

Su Ning smiled.

Seeing that she was too kind, the woman came up with a warm heart and said in a low voice: "Sir, at Mao hour every day is the busiest time in the market. It sells fresh spiritual vegetables and spiritual animals. Sir, if you want to buy ingredients, it's okay.

Come here at this time and open the store a little earlier."

Su Ning blushed and nodded. She really didn't know before that the world of cultivation, no, I should say ancient times, was so early. When she was confused this morning, it was Meng Yan who reminded her.

Meng Yan chuckled softly, his eyes narrowed.

Su Ning glared at him and divided the biscuits over. Meng Yanqing and Joel each had a portion and put one into the storage ring. This was reserved for Lu Ding'an. As for Xiao Jin, he should still be able to drink it.

Breast bar.

Joel took it, looked at the sesame biscuits, and took a small bite. The crispy skin of the sesame biscuits brought with it the heat of just coming out of the pan, and the familiar sweet taste of wheat flour made people feel happy. The ingredients were very real, and after just one bite, they were ready.

I ate the meat inside.

This meat is indeed not as good as yellow pig, and has a little bit of firewood.

He smiled and said: "It's not as delicious as the restaurant."

Su Ning felt the same way, but overall, it tasted very good, so she still finished it one bite after another.

Meng Yanqing only tasted a few mouthfuls and put them in his storage bag without eating them. The taste was not as good as the ones at Dream Restaurant, and he couldn't eat it. Moreover, he was a monk and had been fasting for a long time.

‌ People walked and ate like this, bought a lot of things, and spent less than half of the spiritual stones they just earned.

At this time, a stall appeared in front, and a middle-aged man was shouting: "Is there anyone who wants the second-order phoenix chicken I just hunted?"

Su Ning's eyes lit up, she raised her legs and walked over: "Second level? I want it!"

Meng Yan curled his lips in disdain: "Is it the second level? The second level Phoenix chicken is the most rubbish quality, the fifth level is the best!"

Su Ning chuckled: "‌I'm not going to hunt, I don't even have the second level!"

Meng Yan excused himself, pursed his lips and stopped talking, and followed him, Joel and him side by side.

Obviously, there is quite a market for this thing in this not-so-high-end market. After the man shouted, a lot of people gathered around him. However, when he saw the completely dead Phoenix chicken in his hand, his interest waned:

"They are all dead. Phoenix chicken has two treasures, one is meat and the other is blood. Now the blood must be gone, and the value will be greatly reduced."

The middle-aged man quickly apologized and smiled: "This thing is also very aggressive. If it doesn't die, I will be injured. There is no way, but it is very strange. I just came back, and it will definitely not be dead for more than two-quarters of an hour. You

Can you see the Shao Ling Stone?"

Su Ning watched from the side but did not say anything immediately. The man said: "Just fifty low-grade spiritual stones."

The middle-aged man looked troubled: "You see, my cultivation has taken a lot of effort. It's only fifty, isn't it?"

The person who spoke simply said: "Forget it, I don't want it anymore."

After he left, Su Ning stepped in and said with a smile: "I will give you sixty low-grade spiritual stones, is that okay?"

The middle-aged man, who had just lost his temper, suddenly became happy when he heard this. Just as he was about to nod his head, he looked straight at the young man in black robe who could not hide Su Ning's body. He looked horrified and said in a trembling voice: "...

...Devil, Demon Lord Meng Yanqing?!!!"

Su Ning was confused, was she recognized?

What to do? Run?

She turned around and was about to pull Meng Yanqing and Joel to run away first. If they were besieged, they would have no system protection and would have problems, when she saw a hand coming over and pulling her away off guard.

Su Ning also saw the bewildered handsome faces of Meng Yanqing and Joel in her peripheral vision. In her ear, a middle-aged man said angrily: "You're stupid! If you don't run quickly when you meet the Demon Lord, what are you looking at!"
Chapter completed!