Fishing the Myriad Heavens

"Good guy, this is worse than me. Two arowanas are tens of thousands casually."

Xi Beifeng looked at the two dragon fish and thought.

He shook his head, Beifeng turned away and looked in front of other ornamental fish.

Let's not even say that Rao is looking at these ornamental fishes very beautifully from the perspective of the north wind.

"But is this sold in the county seat?"

After all, Shexian County is not a city, and there are certainly no rich people in the city. There are tens of thousands of ornamental fish here, and not many people will buy it here.

I shook my head, and these were all about myself, turned and left, and didn't buy anything.

Back to the farmers' market, a small truck stopped next to the store, Beifeng said hello to the boss, sitting in the co-pilot position and playing with his mobile phone.

"Where does the boss go?"

After a while, Jin Chan was completely installed. The driver was a middle-aged man and turned to ask Beifeng.

Two or three golden cicadas have one or two weights, which can be a lot of 10,000, plus some water to prevent the golden cicadas from shelling, and also packed a lot of bags.

Beifeng showed directions from time to time along the way. After a while, Qingling Village was already in sight.

The white elephant has been waiting at the village entrance, and the province will wait for the second time.

I refused the driver's kindness, and Beifeng and Baixiang took a few bags and flew away, watching the middle-aged driver's expression of aggression.

If a person weighs a hundred or two pounds and moves it with an ordinary person, you may have to stop and rest for a few steps.

But it is not a problem for white elephants and north winds, just like ordinary people carry something weighing 20-30 pounds.

"Hmm? Who is yours?"

Bei Beifeng brought Jin Chan back, watching a young man standing in front of his house, and couldn't help asking.

"You are Beifeng, this is my boss's money for shrimp."

The young man looked at Beifeng curiously, wondering why the boss valued him so much.

"Your boss?"

Beifeng asked for a moment.

"Mr. Wang only ate here at noon."

The man answered.

"Oh, you go back, I bought this meal."

Beifeng shook his head. He had no intention of collecting money. What he valued was Wang Jian's network.

"When I came, President Wang said, this is not the money for the meal, this is the shrimp meat you asked Mr. Wang to bring back."

The uncle explained, and then opened the suitcase in his hand.

The stack of brand-new hundred-dollar bills inside it is not less than hundreds of thousands in thickness.

"Too much, not so valuable."

Beifeng stunned, what is the situation, is there nowhere to spend money to help the poor man? A few pounds of shrimp is not worth that much.

"I don't care then, I have sent the money anyway."

The puppet man simply turned around and walked away without worrying about the suitcase. Beifeng was speechless. It was impossible to go up and pull people away.

Bei Beifeng went into the house to put things away and called Wang Jian to ask.

"It seems that Wang Jian has misunderstood something."

Beifeng smiled silently after hanging up the phone.

But thinking of Liu Ziyun's performance at the dinner table, Beifeng felt that he still underestimated the meat of the king shrimp.

Bei Beifeng thought for a moment, entered WeChat and sent a message.

"The booking quota is full, no more bookings will be accepted, the next booking time is uncertain, and the price is uncertain."

After sending the message, Beifeng exited WeChat, and didn't care what kind of storm a group of messages caused in the group.

"Haha, 朕 I'm not crazy, 朕 Don't take medicine! What are you doing? Come here to help!"

There was always Diao Min trying to persuade me to send a word in the group.

"Upstairs is crazy, identification is complete!"

He responded immediately.

"I also feel like I'm going crazy, so there are so many people eating at a table of 6,000 yuan."

The panda, who didn't eat bamboo, came out and bubbling, indicating that he couldn't hurt.

A group of people exploded the pot. Some people said that Beifeng was thinking about money and madness, while others said that there were so many injustices to eat.

I have a feeling that I can't eat grapes and say grapes are sour.

"It seems that the meat of this king shrimp is very important to Liu Ziyun."

When Bei Feng called Wang Jian just now, Wang Jian had vaguely stated that there was no shrimp meat, and could he sell a few pounds to Liu Ziyun.

"Forget it, just give it away."

Beifeng thought for a while and decided to wake up, at the same time, he secretly awakened, it seems that some things still need to be controlled.

At least things like first-level monster meat, Beifeng is not ready to enter the market on a large scale.

"one two Three…"

Bei Beifeng silently counted the money in the suitcase, which was half a million!

I can't help but feel that this is the money that I used to save for a lifetime before, but it is not worth mentioning in the eyes of the real rich.

Beifeng put the money away and prepared to deposit it in a bank tomorrow. With so much cash in his home, Beifeng always felt unreliable.

Ten thousand golden cicadas were poured out by the north wind and piled up in front of the bloodthirsty vine.

Many golden cicadas are still alive, their bodies are soggy, crawling slowly with their arthropods moving.

血 The bloodthirsty vine action is extremely fast, and one golden cicada is entangled by the bloodthirsty vine root.

须 One by one, they must pierce the golden cicada gently, sucking gently, and the empty shells appeared immediately.

血 The bloodthirsty vine changes rapidly, and the thick blood is covered by the bloodthirsty vine!

顶部 The flowers on the top of the bloodthirsty vine are getting more glamorous, and the smell is getting stronger and stronger!

After half an hour of lameness, the bloodthirsty vine retracted the roots, leaving numerous empty shells on the ground.

Petals began to fall on the ground piece by piece, no more than exactly eighteen petals, which were thicker than ordinary petals, and a trace of silk lines were densely scattered on the petals.

"Ding!"

Beifeng picked up a petal and flicked it gently. A pleasant sound came, just like jade.

"The petals don't look like ordinary products. I don't know if it has the effect of blood source fruit?"

Beifeng looks like fluid flowing through its veins ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~

I thought for a moment, Beifeng put a petal in his mouth, and the entrance was cold, and then turned into liquid and diffused in his mouth.

A little bit of sweetness and a bit of bitterness formed an indescribable taste.

But Beifeng is more concerned about the effectiveness of the petals. As soon as the liquid enters the belly, Beifeng feels itchy.

But the north wind is not afraid, because in addition to the itching, the north wind can feel that its body is gradually strengthening.

The body's bones appear to have been compressed once, the cells are arranged more closely, and the bones are like iron that has been beaten once.

After an hour of lameness, the healing power of the petals disappeared.

There is also a layer of impurities on the north wind. These impurities are squeezed out when the density of the body increases, and they are deep impurities inside the body.

Beifeng took a good bath, looked at himself in the mirror, and saw that he didn't have much muscle, even thin, but Beifeng was very satisfied.

Strength 34

Speed ​​29

Spirit 34

Wu Gong small bright breathing method Xiaocheng!

Weapon pole. Frost

升级 There are still 6,900 experience points to upgrade to become a second-level angler!

I just have a more compact body density, and the strength and speed of the north wind have been greatly improved. Only the spirit has not increased.

Beifeng immediately ate another petal, but ten minutes passed without any change.

"Is this petal only useful the first time I take it?"

Beifeng could not help but think, there is another possibility that the medicinal power of the petals is not enough to support himself to compress the body again.

Beifeng felt that the possibility of the second one was greater, but it was difficult to look at the sixteen petals left in his hand.