Plane Trade Riches

"Have you heard? Lingfan Danfang has opened a new shop selling clothes. It is said that there are many beautiful clothes."

"Lingfan Danfang, isn't this shop selling pills? Why did you start selling clothes?"

"Who knows, but I heard that Lingfan Danfang will hold a model competition. Only by spending at least one high-grade spirit stone in the Danfang will you be eligible to get the qualification certificate for admission."

"A high-grade spirit stone? Isn't it difficult to get?"

"That's attractive enough. I heard that many monks who had no interest at first planned to participate after hearing this condition."

"Oh, it has nothing to do with us if we want a high-grade spirit stone."

"It doesn't matter. It is said that as long as you buy the pill in Lingfan Danfang, you will have a chance to draw a lottery. There are ten places in the lottery. How about trying your luck?"

"Really? I just want to buy Bigu Dan, so let's go!"

Yunyao is very smart, Lin Fan just mentioned a little bit, and she came up with a way to increase the price of the admission ticket. Although the admission ticket was not sold, everyone who got it would feel that they got a great deal, even if Even those customers who are full of gifts will think that the standard of this so-called model competition is particularly high.

In order to attract more people, this promotion was held for ten days, with ten lottery places every day, plus those customers with full gifts, there were more than 200 people who finally got tickets to the modeling contest.

Duan Lele is just a person from an ordinary family. Her talent is not high, her family background is not good, and her life is difficult. Her parents are also monks, but their cultivation base is very low. On the road to getting married, Duan Lele was born.

Duan Lele is 25 years old this year, her cultivation level is still only two levels of Qi Refining, and she has already prepared herself for being unable to break through for the rest of her life.

There are not a few people like Duan Lele in the entire cultivation world. When they grow up, their parents are already old, and they will pass away in a few years.

One day, people like Duan Lele will, like their parents, find someone to accompany them in the last few decades of their lives, give birth to one or several children with mediocre qualifications, raise them together, and then quietly Wait until the end of life.

Most of the time, Duan Lele feels that her life is meaningless. She can completely predict her future, but she has to survive because she still has a long, long life.

People with low cultivation bases have low cultivation methods to live, such as digging spirit stones, or helping to raise silkworms, or going to a secret place to find a leak. Their idea is very simple, as long as they can survive.

In the past, Duan Lele had been digging spirit stones for people. Because of his limited spiritual power, his daily work efficiency was very low, and he got very few spirit stones. Basically, after buying Bigu Pill, there were not many extra spirit stones.

But recently she found a new job, helping others raise silkworms. She can take care of many silkworms by herself, so she has a high income of one spirit stone every day.

On this day, Duan Lele was standing at the gate of the legendary Lingfan Pill Workshop with a spirit stone in her hand. She had long heard that there was a very special Bigu Pill in the Lingfan Pill Workshop. It is a hundred times more expensive than ordinary Bigu pills, and one Bigu pill costs ten low-grade spirit stones.

She saved it for a long time, and finally saved enough ten low-grade spirit stones, and mustered up the courage to enter the Lingfan Danfang.

"Hello, what do you need?"

Duan Lele looked up and saw a gentle man standing in front of her, she couldn't help but blushed, on the one hand she was shy, on the other hand she was also embarrassed: "I... I want Bigu Pill, as long as... as long as one One... just one."

"Is it a bigu pill?" The other party took a bottle from the shelf, took out the bigu pill with a little spiritual energy, wrapped the bigu pill in the spiritual energy and handed it to Duan Lele, "take the bigu pill and pay the spirit stone at the counter .”

Duan Lele looked at the other party carefully, seeing that there was no look of contempt in the other party's eyes, she couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and took Bigu Dan directly: "Thank you."

After getting the Bigu Pill, Duan Lele's heart beat faster, and she couldn't wait to taste the legendary Bigu Pill that can bring people a sense of happiness. After standing at the counter, she directly put ten low-grade spirit stones on the counter: "One bigu pill Dan."

"It just so happens," the person behind the counter took the Lingshi, "Today is the last day for Dan Fang to draw tickets, and there is still the last ticket left, guests try their luck?"

"Ah?" Duan Lele looked at the other party blankly. She didn't quite understand what an admission ticket was, but when she saw the box in front of her eyes, she subconsciously stretched out her hand and took out a round object from it. It was a Yellow sphere.

"Congratulations, you have obtained the last admission ticket, please take it."

Duan Lele took the note in the other party's hand, with a few lines written on it, but she still didn't understand what it was?

"Huh? Has the last ticket been taken away too? Good luck."

"I'm so mad, why didn't I smoke."

"Little girl, is your admission ticket a monopoly? How about I offer a middle-grade spirit stone and buy it?"

"You are too stingy, just a middle-grade spirit stone."

"What's wrong with a middle-grade spirit stone? If I had a top-grade spirit stone, I would have already got the admission ticket. Besides, she still got this kind of admission ticket for free."

Duan Lele tightly held the ticket in her hand. Although she still didn't understand what it was for, she was surprised that today was the luckiest day in her life. Because of this, she didn't want to give up this A piece of hard-won luck.

"Yes, sorry."

"Okay, if you don't sell it, don't sell it. I'd better wait until the modeling contest is over. It would be nice to save a middle-grade spirit stone."

After leaving the Lingfan Pill Workshop, Duan Lele looked at the ticket in her left hand, and then at the Bigu Pill in her right hand. She couldn't help laughing, wishing to tell everyone about her luck loudly.

She quickly ran back to the residence, carefully placed the admission ticket on the table, then sat on the bed and looked devoutly at the Bigu Dan in her hand.

"I have worked hard for you, don't let me down." She whispered to Bigu Dan, and then put it in her mouth.

The Bigu Pill melted slowly after it was taken in, and the mouth was soon filled with ample spiritual energy, she was even reluctant to swallow it immediately, but there was no way, as long as the Bigu Pill was in her mouth, it would slowly enter her stomach.

As soon as she had a stomachache, Duan Lele felt an unprecedented influx of taste. This feeling was more blissful than ever. She even felt warm in her stomach. No words could express her heart at this moment. a feeling of.

At this moment, Duan Lele suddenly felt that it was worthwhile to exchange ten low-grade spirit stones for this Bigu Pill. No wonder so many people would buy Bigu Pill when the price was so expensive. It was just this sense of happiness that made people want to buy it. give it all.

That night, Duan Lele had an unprecedented sleep. In her dream, she became a Mahayana monk and became an existence admired by everyone.

When she woke up in the morning, she woke up smiling.

Duan Lele covered her face, even if it was a dream, she still missed the feeling of happiness in the dream very much.

At this moment, she suddenly saw the piece of paper on the table, got up quickly, and looked at the time and place on it.

"It's not too late, I'm going!!!"

Duan Lele was in a particularly good mood today, so she asked for leave directly from the supervisor, and ran to the venue where the model contest was held. As soon as she arrived, she saw a crowd of people at the door, and many people were queuing up to go inside.

Probably because they were afraid that someone would fly directly into the sky to watch, so the organizer directly sealed the roof, and no one could see what was going on inside except those who entered with the admission ticket.

Duan Lele excitedly stood at the end of the line and followed the crowd to the inside. Soon, it was her turn to enter.

As soon as she entered the venue, she saw ten sets of clothes on the stage. Those clothes stood upright on the stage as if they were being worn by someone, but her first reaction was not the magic of the clothes standing on the stage. , but the style of the clothes.

"So beautiful~~"

"Yes, yes, I think so too, those clothes are so beautiful, I can't wait to wear them immediately."

"Yeah." Duan Lele looked at the clothes on the stage and her eyes were shining. The mediocrity of so many years seemed to dissipate in an instant. Her heart was full of motivation. She had one more goal, that is, to be able to wear those clothes on stage in her lifetime , even just one of them.

In the entire venue, there were many people who thought the same as Duan Lele. Of course, the female cultivators were more excited, but the male cultivators who entered the venue also watched carefully. Such emotions reached their peak when the models appeared.

Clothes are static when worn on plastic models, but dynamic and energetic when worn on models.

As soon as the model came out, someone asked about the price of the clothes below.

Everyone has the desire to love beauty, how can a woman not love beauty?

Standing behind the stage, Yunyao could clearly hear the voices from outside. Without asking, she knew that today's modeling competition was more than half successful.

She looked at Lin Fan excitedly: "Boss, you are amazing." Saying so, she opened her hand to hug him, but was stopped by a straight hand.

"Speak well, don't hug and hug."

"Oh," Yunyao nodded reluctantly, looked at Lin Fan, and saw that Lin Fan just reached out and poked the arm of the man blocking her. She had a guess in her heart, looked carefully at the man beside Lin Fan, and said in a low voice. , "Boss...mother?"

"Pfft..." Lin Fan burst out laughing.

Han Zhu had no choice but to rub Lin Fan's hair.

"Don't move," Lin Fan waved Han Zhu's hand away, and instead ran through his hair, "It's messed up."

"I'll stroke it for you." Han Zhu chuckled, and put his hands on top of Lin Fan's head again, this time Lin Fan didn't wave him away again.

Yun Yao opened her mouth, why does she feel that the boss's IQ is offline?This hair turned out to be messed up by the other party, as long as it is smoothed, it will be smoothed?This is too coaxing, right?

So, probably not the proprietress, but the boss... Gong?

The author has something to say: Boss...Gong!

Lin Fan: Well, the boss is attacking, that's right.

Han Zhu (laughs): You are right.