Raiders mission is to breed to get rich

Facing Cheng Xuzhi's explanation, the young man in white obviously wanted to say something, but hesitated for a moment, then suddenly fell silent.

Cheng Xuzhi took his hand off his face, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve pocket in disgust, and wiped it carefully.

The young man in white didn't care about crying because of his superior's dislike, and stood there very professionally pretending to be a fool: "Hehe, convince people...convince people with reason!"

It's really embarrassing for this big goose.

Seeing Cheng Xuzhi's little gesture of wiping his hands, Sinan's expression moved slightly, thinking of something.

It's just that now is not the time to care about these things. Although the little apprentice is lying when he sees it, it is a fact that the young man in white saved himself. It is also a fact that Cheng Xuzhi has not changed since he went up the mountain. He is going to go back and solve this problem properly.

Now, Sinan sighed: "Okay, don't pretend, remember to practice before pretending to be a fool next time."

The young man in white stopped awkwardly, his eyes flicked past Cheng Xuzhi, and he bowed embarrassedly: "My name is Yuyu, and this is... Cheng Daoyou's former friend. Just now, yes, I made a mistake. Man, I'm sorry, I just pretended to be a fool."

The seeds of doubt had already been planted in Sinan's heart, no matter how much the white goose explained, it was useless.He nodded noncommittally: "In any case, I have to thank you for saving me. Why don't you go to the resting place with me and invite you to have dinner together. Let me express my gratitude."

The white goose thought of being able to protect him by his side for a while, so he readily agreed.

Cheng Xuzhi, on the other hand, paused for a moment while wiping his hands, and glanced at Ming Ke who rushed over just now, the white-feathered goose Yu Yu who joined by accident, and the unsightly young sect master in Ming Ke's hand , quite disgusted.

Although Sinan's small business has been affected, but in view of the enthusiasm of the buyers yesterday, the new buyers who came to wait and see today are more relaxed, and they deal with everything in less than a quarter of an hour.

He drove the carriage back to the shop of the Sanshan faction, and brought his guests and the "captive" in Ming Ke's hands into the yard.

As for the servants beside the young master, they disappeared without a trace when he was sent flying.

"Are you back?" The second shopkeeper happened to be tallying the goods at the back. When he saw Sinan coming in, he was very polite to the distinguished guests, "I know you like to cook, so the shopkeeper asked someone to go outside to pick out some ingredients for you, and now they are all in the kitchen. gone."

Sinan didn't pay attention to the curious look of the second shopkeeper. After thanking him, he skillfully rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen.

Cheng Xuzhi followed skillfully, as if he had completely forgotten his previous resistance and dislike to the kitchen.

So, Ming Ke and Bai Mao Goose also followed by.

Ming Ke even forgot that he was still carrying a comatose guy...

As soon as he entered the door, Sinan was attracted by the heavyweight ingredients that the shopkeeper hung under the beam——

One has been shaved and cleaned properly, and it looks like it was specially treated by a mortal chef...

big goose.

Ever since the white goose took off the fool's hat, as long as he didn't speak, he returned to his image of a handsome young man with a feather fan and a scarf, and he was stepping in from the threshold with a smile on his lips. belly, hanging miserably in the mid-air of a similar species.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" the smile disappeared, he was startled, and let out a scream like being strangled by the neck.

It's almost like hearing a geese.

If it appeared in its original form, its wings would be fluttering at this moment, and the fluff all over its body would explode.

"This...ha, haha, fellow daoist's kitchen is full of surprises..." the white-haired goose said incoherently.

He has always believed in using force to overcome ingenuity, and IQ is probably inversely proportional to force. The White Goose General, who hates brains the most, has entered an unprecedented state of wit at this moment, and immediately associates with various conspiracy theories.

Did they already know their true nature as a warning?

This seems to be the territory of the Three Mountains School, has His Majesty already exposed it?

still is……

"Frightened?"

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw the seemingly powerless Tsing-clothed monk in front of him turn his head back, and with a chuckle that he felt was very sinister and weird, he said, "I'm sorry, Mingke, don't hurry up and bring Yu Fellow Daoist Yu go to the living room and sit down. I’ll be fine soon, this will be delicious when made.”

"No..." The white-haired goose tried hard to ask for help, but found that the ruthless lord only gave him a rare sympathetic look, without saying a word.

He was dragged out by the "enthusiastic" disciple.

Mingke: "Fellow Taoist, don't worry, my master's craftsmanship is very good. Anyone who has eaten in the sect knows that you are lucky today."

At this moment, the white goose completely lost the power of the great general, and he did not dare to attack the Sanshan sect's lair, so he had to follow out in despair.

If he can have any good luck, he just doesn't want to be someone else's good luck.

The white goose trembled.

An hour later.

"It's so fragrant!"

The white-feathered goose, whose mouth was dripping with oil, was acting unrestrainedly, unrestrainedly removing the crispy roasted goose breast, tasting the crispy skin brushed with honey and the delicate meat.

While eating politely, Cheng Xuzhi looked at his subordinate who had looked desperate just now with unbelievable disgust.

In vain, he sympathized with the other party just now, and even wanted to find an excuse to spend him, so that he could avoid the meal.

Who would have thought that his general would be so unscrupulous?

The white goose seemed to understand the eyes of his lord, wiped his mouth in embarrassment, and said very confidently: "The meat of this goose is so delicate and the taste is plump. At first glance, it looks like a black goose that grows by the water!"

He quickly looked at His Majesty, trying to send a message to Cheng Xuzhi:

They are black-haired, and I barely count as two of them!

After speaking, continue to bury your head and eat hard.

Anyway, they are demons, only incarnations are demons, and they are not the same goose as the goose on this plate.

Not a family of geese, of course you can enter a family!

The white goose hiccupped, and then recalled the cold scene he saw in the kitchen, and even felt that the cruelty in his memory became warmer.

Ah, the beautiful moments of life.

Unaware of his cruel behavior, Sinan invited a white goose to taste the roast goose.Hearing the other party's judgment on the goose breed, he nodded slightly: "In my memory, there is indeed a kind of gray mane goose, which is covered in black fur, small in size, thin in skin and tender in meat, very suitable for making roast goose."

"That's right!" In the voice of baji baji, the white-feathered goose responded in a daze, and continued to sweep.

The internal organs of the goose are removed, coated with spices, scalded in boiling water, then soaked in cold water, coated with honey water and then roasted. The outer skin becomes particularly crispy, sweet and salty, and very delicious.

Not to mention the ignorant General Goose who reluctantly killed his distant relatives today, even Ming Ke and Cheng Xuzhi, who usually eat Sinan Xiaozao, ate it up.

While eating the big goose, Sinan thought of the spiritual chicken he raised.

It has been verified by the market that spiritual chickens are fed and raised in a special way, and there may indeed be some undiscovered medicinal functions that can be developed.

According to this inference, can the related additional industries of poultry also produce some special repairing functions?For example, these big geese and ducks, besides eating meat, can also make down jackets...

I don't know what additional features will be added to Xiu's down jacket.

Sinan thought about it, and casually talked about it.

"Down jacket?" Ming Ke stopped his chopsticks and asked curiously.

Cheng Xuzhi's eyes froze, he rubbed his chopsticks subconsciously, and his eyes stopped on Sinan.

"It's a way to keep out the cold in the mortal world, but I don't know if it will develop interesting products in the hands of monks." Sinan gently pointed to the big goose, "The best down jacket is made of this goose." It is made of the softest down feathers on the belly of the goose and under the base of the wings. Take them and fill them in seamless clothes to protect against the cold."

"It can be seamless. This kind of craftsmanship can be made with good embroidered doors, and it is even easier for monks." Ming Ke lowered his head and thought, "It's just that there are hundreds of geese. to succeed, right?"

"Not necessarily." Sinan joked, "Maybe your master can really raise such a big geese, one is enough to make a piece of clothing."

The white-feathered goose, which was eating deliciously and was really big enough to make several down jackets, slowly stopped its chopsticks.

He smacked his lips with a blank expression.

Huh>

"What's the matter, Fellow Daoist Yuyu, why are you shivering? Is it too cold?"

"No, it's fine!"

It was just a sudden feeling of danger.

While eating the white goose carefully, his eyes wandered over the monk in blue.Until now, he still doesn't know the identity of the other party.

All he knew was that the other party might be someone who was valued by his superiors.

He was a little dissatisfied when he discovered this problem before.Judging from the aesthetics of the monster race's worship of innate physical strength, this monk in Tsing Yi can't smell a trace of coercion. It doesn't seem to be very lethal, and his body is not very good. How can he be worthy of their ruthless master?

But now, when he saw the other party deciding the fate of thousands of geese while chatting and laughing, he could only hold back his trembling chest, and frantically revised his evaluation of the monk in Tsing Yi in his heart.

Sure enough, it is your lord, all you see are ruthless people who can destroy goose with their hands!

This man is so scary~

The white-feathered goose had a full stomach, but was deeply sad in his heart, as if he had met some bad fate.But thinking that the future wife is such a cruel person, it is better than those weak men who need to be taken care of, so I feel honored again.

He was pacing and wandering in the yard, His Majesty and his future wife went to the kitchen to clean up the blind guy, and the little guy named Ming Ke seemed to have something to do in the afternoon, so he went back to the mountain first, leaving only the white goose in the yard Walking around in circles, followed by a steward of the Sanshan faction.

It should be regarded as guidance and surveillance, but now everyone knows that the white goose is the guest of these few, and they are quite close.But the white goose didn't know this, and was ready to show off frantically: "Do you know the identity of that monk in Tsing Yi?"

The steward had his own guesses, but he didn't dare to talk nonsense, so he just said: "How do we know?"

The white-haired goose is mysterious: "That's my master's future wife!"

The steward looked at the white goose up and down, thinking about how familiar they were at noon, he suddenly realized: "It turns out that Fellow Daoist is a disciple monk under the sect of Lord Huanyan!"

"Mr. Huan Yan? What are you talking about Huan Yan..." Before the servant could speak, the white-haired goose suddenly understood something.

The steward thinks that my master = Huan Yanjun.

In other words, that monk in Tsing Yi is the future wife of Lord Huan Yan?

The white-feathered goose paused, and looked at His Majesty at the kitchen in the courtyard with a deep and regretful expression.

God, he understands why His Majesty can't catch up with Madam, and he has to waste time in this kind of place.

He finally understood why His Majesty wanted to die together with Huan Yan.

This is the hatred of taking one's wife, the hatred of a rival in love!

The white-haired goose consciously discovered the internal problems, and aroused a raging motivation to "support the superior".

Even though he was in the territory of the Three Mountains faction, how could he let His Majesty lose to that kid Huan Yan?We must devote all our efforts to the West Continent to save face for the Supreme!

The white-feathered goose feather fan waved a double image, and rushed towards Zun Shang's small kitchen.

In the small kitchen, when Sinan and the others ate roast goose just now, the smell came out of the hall door, into the kitchen next to the side room, and into the eyes of some forgotten person...

After Ming Ke knew that the young master was a bad young man who touched porcelain, he tied him up mercilessly with a spirit rope and threw him in the kitchen, completely forgetting about it.

The young master woke up from the smell of roast goose, shook his dizzy head, thought he could see a table full of delicious food when he opened his eyes, but saw a shining kitchen knife in front of him, reflecting the sunlight outside, He couldn't keep his eyes open.

Fragrant and dangerous.

The young sect master was so frightened that he was trembling, sucking his saliva while weeping for himself.

When Sinan came, it was such a scene.

Sinan: "..."

Seeing the glistening saliva on the mouth of the Young Master, Cheng Xuzhi shivered subconsciously, took out his handkerchief in disgust and began to wipe his hands nervously, wiping all the exposed skin.

Sinan saw it and said nothing.

"Hiss... who the hell are you Sen... Suck." The young sect master took a breath and quickly stabilized his image, "You don't need to have helpers to bully others. This young master is the young sect master of Chongdao Sect. Please let go quickly." Leave me alone, and I won't pursue this matter!"

Sinan rolled up his sleeves: "Oh? What if I'm not afraid?"

Seeing that the shiny kitchen knife next to him was easily pulled up by Sinan, the young master immediately relaxed his attitude very winkingly when he thought of his body that had no spiritual energy to use: "Hero, then I will offer you the spirit stone. You can have as many as you want, really! Our family has them all!"

Chongdaomen sits on a mine of spirit stones, even Sinan has heard a little bit about it, so of course he knows about it.

It's just that he really doesn't lack money: "Lingshi, I don't..."

Before he could finish speaking, a white figure came in from the door and said loudly, "How many spirit stones do you have, how dare you claim them?"

The young sect master seemed to have a door, so he sold his father immediately: "My father brought a storage bag when he went out. I saw with my own eyes that there are a total of [-] high-grade spirit stones!"

fifty thousand!

In addition to the fact that heaven, material and earth treasures are priceless, in this practice related to spiritual stones and spiritual energy storage, top-grade spiritual stones are the hard currency of cultivators. Even those who are dedicated to cultivation will not completely regard spiritual stones as nothing— —Because it is a cultivation resource.

Fifty thousand high-grade spirit stones is the entire annual expenditure of a small and medium-sized sect.

Even Sinan was a little curious, if he really came to exchange this kid, would the master of Chongdao Sect give him fifty thousand spirit stones?

He doesn't need it, but the little apprentices always have to practice.

It's over, I'm heartbroken.

"Hmph, fifty thousand is nothing!" Standing behind Sinan, the young man in white gave the inexplicable Cheng Xuzhi an expression of "put it on me", waved his sleeves, and dropped a bag.

Dump out the storage bag.

clap la la la-

Half of the room was filled with shiny spirit stones, shining with top-quality luster every moment, and it was a top-grade spirit stone at first glance.

"One hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones!" The white goose tied the opening of the storage bag, and it seemed that there were still spirit stones in it. On the surface, he was crying for the small treasury in his heart, but he still held up face, "I pay double, What else do you have to say?"

Spirit stones are produced in the Western Continent, and the big monsters who grew up on the mine veins grew up playing with spirit stones since they were young.

Si Nan looked confused: "Fellow Daoist Yu, where did you get so many spirit stones..."

Cheng Xuzhi's expression tightened, and he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

As expected, the white-haired goose had another unconcealable smug expression: "Brother Cheng entrusted me to keep all my spirit stones. I should have given them back to him in the first place, and now I give them to him."

How about my lord, I will support you, although you are not tall now, but at least you are rich!

The white goose was very happy, even proud of the reason he made up.

Sinan's ruthless eyes fell on Cheng Xuzhi, who "grew up in the country" and "after mortals": "Huh?"

Cheng Xuzhi: "..."

Xuanran wants to cry, but don't want to cry, even if he really cried today, it seems that he won't be able to pass this level...

Cheng Xuzhi was very depressed at the moment. Compared to the disappointment that he might not be able to stay by Sinan's side to watch the excitement, and the people in the system, his immediate panic was because he didn't know how to explain to Sinan.

It turned out to be a little panic and not being able to appear by his side.

He glared bitterly at the general who was trying to dig a hole, and said to Sinan helplessly, "I'll go out for a while."

Then, he took out the beautiful white goose.

"How about your lord? Did I do something for you?" The white goose rubbed his hands happily, "Let that Huan Yan compete with you for your sweetheart, and show off your financial resources today, how much..."

"Steal someone from me?" Cheng Xuzhi asked inexplicably.

"It's... Madam!" The white goose gestured, "The stewards here have told me that Mr. Huan Yan is also interested in Madam. My lord, why didn't you tell the truth earlier? Brothers will definitely be happy for you." Revenge, why do you have to wait for so long..."

The white goose was still beeping, but there was only one voice left in Cheng Xuzhi's head.

It was such a stupid reason that made him completely exposed.

This stupid goose!

His eyes scanned the white goose up and down uncomfortably, thinking that the weather has turned cold recently, the temperature on Lingji Peak has dropped, and Sinan's health is worse than that of ordinary monks, so he suddenly had an idea.

"You, change your original form." Cheng Xuzhi said ruthlessly.

White-feathered goose: "Gah?"

A quarter of an hour later.

The old god Sinan was waiting on the ground, thinking about all kinds of weird things, and the things he had vaguely foreseen since the last world were once again outlined in his mind.

This made him even ignore the young head of the sect who was staring at others with despair on his face and muttering to himself, "So my father lied to me, our family is not the richest".

"Boom."

Cheng Xuzhi walked in with the light behind him, and threw a large bag on the ground. Looking at the very light and huge bag, it even made a sound when it fell, showing that it was stuffed thickly.

The young sect master looked at Cheng Xuzhi's indifferent expression, thinking about the young man in white who had gone out just now and hadn't come back, he shivered with fright.

That rich guy must have been silenced by his accomplice, right?

The young sect master is desperate, he will be next!

He fainted suddenly.

Sinan was calm: "Where is Yuyu Dao friend?"

Cheng Xuzhi looked at the sky: "Well, let's go."

"What's here?"

"See for yourself."

Sinan opened the bag and took a look——

Hey, the bag was full of soft and delicate goose down, and when it was opened, another flower floated up and landed on the tip of Sinan's nose.

Sinan: "..."

He seemed to understand a little bit what was going on.

In the distance, the white goose that was shaved by his statue as if it came out of Tony's barber shop, was crying and flapping its wings in the sky, trying to escape from this sad place.

"You should have guessed." Cheng Xuzhi's matter came to an end, and he didn't make much excuses. Instead, all the thoughts that were about to move in his heart were suppressed and disappeared at this moment.

Anyway, his identity was exposed, so he didn't hide it anymore.

His figure kept elongating in the sunlight, and the children's clothes issued by the Sanshan faction were torn apart, turning into a red dress, which climbed up like a feather in an instant, covering the upper body that was exposed when he raised his body, making people feel The lines of reverie are hidden under three layers of clothes.

A young man with black hair like waterfalls stood in front of Sinan, the only thing he was familiar with was his narrow eyes.

Like Xiaocheng Xuzhi's eyes, but also like the eyes of the other two.

"Feng Zun?"

But, are you just Feng Zun...

The author has something to say: White Feather Goose: Your Majesty, when you bring your wife home, remember that I donated a bag of chest hair...

Remembering that he was forced to show off his wealth, Cheng Xuzhi: Get out!

This Feng Zun is only handsome for three seconds, and he will disappear after reading the next chapter.

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: 1 Xia who doesn’t come;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Ghost Ball; 5 bottles of I want to eat fish, pamsylemon; ..., 1 bottle of Xiaolongnu;

happy New Year! !Feng Zun lost his horse to celebrate the New Year for everyone!

Red envelopes will be sent in the comment area of ​​this chapter. There are not many points, let’s have fun together and have a happy New Year~