Retirement Tiandao Online Poverty Alleviation

The same door eats, drinks and plays in the store, and the head of the store outside the store endures hardships against the cold wind.

Xue Mao gritted his teeth, bah, isn't it to support his family, otherwise he would have such a miserable life!

He Qi looked at the busy He Yan through the window from time to time, and was in a daze occasionally, as if suffering from ecstasy.

"Cooperation?" He Qiyi asked.

Xue Mao nodded, he pointed to the flower garden, and then pointed to the window to signal the dessert shop: "It doesn't save money to raise spiritual flowers and spiritual grass. As for the one inside, well, it doesn't save money if you want to raise it well. A young couple in the mortal world lives and buys a car Buying a house again. I believe that Shangxian will not cheat our family Yanyan's money, right?"

A shrewd businessman must learn to use all advantages, such as status.

He Qiyi finally pulled his eyes back and stared at Xue Mao: "Your family?"

"Cough! After Hongsheng found out that He Yan, the brothers of the Taoist temple have put a lot of thought into it. Hey, you don't know, just a little kid who doesn't talk all day long and doesn't have any friends. It's unlucky, and it's sensible not to go. It hurts everyone to meet people!" Xue Mao immediately played the emotional card, "If Yanyan chooses you, we have no right to interfere. But if you bully Yanyan, even if you are an immortal..."

Xue Mao thought about it and found that he couldn't do anything about it.

This statement is half true.A group of Taoist priests were very worried when they knew that the younger brother had picked up a "mild star" and went home. After they all disguised themselves as beggars and old men and met He Yan by chance, their hearts melted.

The child is precocious, not as lively as Qian Duo, but he can't stand being cute.

So a group of Taoist priests pretended to be a fallen old lady or a forgetful grandfather to "encounter" He Yan every now and then.After returning to the Taoist temple, Xue Mao saw the black air of his fellow apprentices, his face was bruised and purple, and he sighed.

Cultivators can exchange luck, but for He Yan, it is nothing more than nothing.It's the difference between being unlucky and not so unlucky.

Later, Qian Duoduo and He Yan became friends, and they were able to watch over them from time to time, so a group of old men gave up.The older generation of Guanling Taoist Temple do not like to seek immortality, but like to raise children.

He Yan didn't know these things at all, and he only met most of the monks once, or heard Qian Duoduo mention it.

The store was full of fun, Taoist Yusheng had already eaten the fourth piece of cake, He Yanzheng raised the plate and glared at the old man, not letting the old man eat so much cake.

He Qiyi watched silently. He didn't participate in the two decades before his lover was most sad.

The He Yan he saw was a ripe fruit, and he didn't know about the wind and rain, so it made people feel distressed.

Xue Mao was right about one thing, he wanted to raise the treasures at home to be round and beautiful, so he couldn't be without money.

"How do you want to cooperate?"

Xue Mao smiled, and he knew it could be done!

"At the moment I'm only talking about a cooperative relationship with you, and I haven't come up with a specific project yet." Xue Mao looked at the flowers and plants on the side, "Well, first of all, there are almost no monks who specialize in spiritual herbs. Whether it grows or not depends on God's will. Why don't you open a herbal medicine shop?"

He Qiyi didn't open his mouth, and the pot of orchids closest to Xue Mao was planted first: "Hey, you've got our idea as soon as you come here! Take a good look, are we the same as the group of ordinary grasses that have not opened their wisdom!"

Xue Mao was slapped by Clivia's big leaves, and he was stunned.

Um?Can all spirit herbs speak?Isn't that demon cultivator!

"As you can see, they have opened their spiritual wisdom." He Qiyi frowned slightly, "I'm afraid they won't be willing to be trained into pills, maybe I don't have much talent in nurturing spiritual herbs."

No, it is simply too talented!They're all demons!Xue Mao supported his forehead.

Spiritual herbs have miraculous effects in alchemy, and most of them are high-grade elixir, and one furnace will also attract celestial visions.Grass is good grass, but currently no monks can practice it, and none of them have seen Heavenly Tribulation at all!

Xue Mao felt concerned: "You don't know how to make alchemy..."

"Not if it's not necessary."

"That's good... If you want to make alchemy, you must tell us that you have to arrange it in the deep mountains and old forests, and hack it whatever you want..." Xue Mao realized that if he wanted to draw He Qiyi into the world of metaphysics to make money, he had to make a lot of preparatory plans first.

For example, what to do if the elixir furnace exploded, what to do if you crossed the catastrophe, and what to do if the house was destroyed by a sudden surge of unhappiness.

The more I think about Xue Mao, the more frightened I am, it's all money!No, cooperation is inevitable, otherwise there will be a Shangxian who can't be cured by the entire metaphysics world wandering around outside. In case of an accident, he will definitely lose his family and lose his fortune.

"Actually, there are many things I can do. Recently, Wentian Pavilion has produced different flavors of pills that are very popular...I remember Yanyan said that you like cooking?"

He Qi nodded.

Xue Mao pondered: "In the old days, there were many foods that could be mixed with spiritual energy. After eating them, ordinary people could strengthen their bodies, and monks could also benefit. There are mixed grains, and spiritual food is another matter."

The more Xue Mao thought about it, the more he got the taste. The current monks don't want to ascend, and there are some who insist on bigu, but more monks also like to taste delicious food.The head of Wentian Pavilion is this kind of person. I heard that he missed Sichuan hot pot too much when he was in retreat, and he almost lost his temper. .

If there is a spiritual meal that can be eaten by monks without considering the impurities entering the body, then the supply must be in short supply!Business opportunity!

"Has Shangxian ever tasted ancient food? Is it possible to recreate it with spiritual grass or high-quality raw materials, and to infuse it with spiritual energy?"

"My friend has someone who loves this way." He Qi nodded, he remembered that there was such a fairy in the sky, and the cave was full of smoke every day.On the 33rd day, chasing the immortals to eat.

The taste is really excellent.

It's a group of immortals who fly halfway through the clouds and fog, and are photographed by a lingering sword energy. When you look up, you can see a plate of steaming food. The assailant is still smiling and forcing you to eat. That scene is really amazing. too weird.

He Qi shook his head, apparently he had been photographed many times.

No way, the Chinese have loved food since ancient times.That old friend of his has a Taoist body, and ordinary gods really can't beat him.

——The Victory of Foodies

"I still have the recipe here, maybe I can give it a try." He Qiyi shook his head and forgot about the fairy, he has already retired, so don't think about your old colleagues!

Xue Mao's eyes lit up when he heard the words: "I've thought about it for a long time, how can there be no exclusive restaurant in the metaphysics world! Let's just do this! Let's talk about other chain businesses. The profit is [-]% and I will provide all the investment in the early stage? How about it?"

Technology, materials, and research all depend on He Qiyi. Fifty-five points are actually quite dark.But there is no way, one word for the gods in the entrepreneurial period-poor.

He Qiyi simply nodded.

The Taoist priests finally had enough to eat and drink, and packed all the remaining desserts in the store.The packing boxes in front of the bar were so stacked that He Yan could be buried.

I really don't know if I should remind Xue Mao, is it really okay for the elderly to eat so many high-sugar and high-fat foods?Daoist Yusheng who laughed and praised He Yan's craftsmanship slowly ate an entire eight-inch cake today, as well as a lot of curry and tempura, not including a few bites of each of the other items.It can be eaten better than other gods!

He Yan looked at Xue Mao who had opened the door and walked in, and couldn't help feeling a little pity.

No wonder they racked their brains so hard to make money, and raising such a big family, how can they live without careful planning.

Xue Mao planned to requisition the night time of the dessert shop to study spiritual meals. He told the elders of Guanling Taoist Temple about his idea of ​​opening a restaurant, and immediately received a lot of praise.

"Research on how to make 'Black Forest'? Curry is also good. Alas, He Xiaoyou's craftsmanship is really good. If these foods are good for cultivation, keeping them can make a lot of money. Hmph, the group of immortals in the association has a lot of wealth , all of them are iron cocks that don't pluck their feathers." Daoist Yusheng was muttering, thinking about how to steal money from his old friends.

With a blank expression, Xue Mao took back the card that had been swiped thousands of yuan, and pushed his brother out of the dessert shop.

Just kidding, if you can't keep your mouth shut after spending all the money, isn't that a waste of money!Ah, but the brothers seem to have completely forgotten about the apprentice, um, yes, it's worth it.

At this point, Xue Maosi immediately announced that he would retreat to study new business opportunities with He Qiyi, which directly prevented the brothers from coming to Xingshi to ask questions.

The dessert shop does not need to be open at night, He Yan saw that He Qiyi was very caring, so he simply gave the shop to Xue Mao for free, in exchange for He Qiyi's [-]% share.

Xue Mao wrote the contract bitterly, and had the illusion that when his daughter grew up, she would come back with her lover to plot against her old father.

Isn't it just a red line, not as good as their friendship for more than ten years!Turn your elbows out!

He Yan narrowed his eyes and nodded the contract: "The signature is Taoist Temple and one person, don't just sign your own name. Don't think I don't know that all properties are under the name of Taoist Temple."

Well, let’s call it one of them.Xue Mao gave a dry cough and amended the contract.

He Qiyi was diligently clearing the table aside, and handed over to He Yan everything from negotiating contracts.Well, it feels good to be watched and worried by my wife!No wonder modern mortals like to hug their thighs?

His eyes seemed to drift across He Yan's straight and slender legs, and He Qiyi buried his head in wiping the table—hug, you must, you'd be a fool if you didn't!

The contract was established, and He Yan left the follow-up work to He Qiyi, picked up the coal and went home.

Xue Mao was dumbfounded at the table full of empty dishes: "It will be dawn when you finish cleaning!"

He Qi raised his eyebrows, and pinched his fingers to call out countless paper figurines: "That's right, so is Master Xue sure you don't want to help a group of partners?"

"..." Xue Mao and He Qiyi looked at each other silently, and protested in a low voice, "Yanyan was clearly doing it just now, and you took over."

He Qi nodded: "You group of Taoist priests came here and exhausted Yan Yan. Of course, he can't be allowed to continue to work hard. I will feel distressed."

Xue Mao's teeth were sore for a while, so he, the head of the sect, deserved to spend money, have no food and have to work hard! ?

He Qiyi looked at He Qiyi, whose movements were smooth and flowing, with gentle brows and eyes.Xue Mao completely gave up expressing his dissatisfaction, because he felt that the unscrupulous gods would probably nod their heads and reply him: "Of course Yan Yan is more important."

Hmph, if you want to show your affection, there is no way!