Let You Open A Cafeteria, And All The Students Have Become Martial Arts Saints?

Chapter 89 After Studying Hard For Decades To Refine Weapons, Is It Just For You To Make A Kitchen K

"ha?"

Ning Weiwei's small face was slightly blank, she didn't know why sincerely asked this, but she still said: "It's okay, I'm not very picky."

Xia Cheng nodded heavily: "I'll go buy some later, I'll make you papaya milk tea."

It is urgent to supplement nutrition for Fu Loli~.

Chu Hanhan couldn't fall down either, the two of them were evenly matched, and they could both skateboard on top.

Concentrating on her mind, Ning Weiwei has already adjusted the posture of the mausoleum for Zhenxin.

Adjusting the power of the magic crystal gun to the lowest level, Xia Cheng narrowed his eyes and pressed the trigger.

call out!

A laser shot out, and it penetrated the target in the blink of an eye.

puff!

There was a sound of laughter, Ning Weiwei covered her small mouth, her shoulders trembled.

The sincere look is a little embarrassed.

He obviously aimed at the one in front of him, why did he hit the next door?

"It doesn't count this time, come again!"

piu! piu! piu!

The sound of shooting kept coming from the shooting range. Sincerity used up more than a dozen crystal nuclei and barely mastered some skills.

The arm must be steady and decisive when pressing the trigger.

Because the rate of fire is too fast, even a slight shake has a great impact on the final landing point.

And the stronger the power, the greater the recoil.

Sincerely adjusted to full power and tried a few shots, his arm was already numb from the shock.

No wonder only warriors are eligible to buy the magic crystal gun. If ordinary people use it, one shot will break the shoulder joint.

Time flashed to noon.

Miss Chu Lingxi, the faithful cook, pulled Xia Cheng back to the kitchen on time.

"Go to the Treasure Pavilion in the afternoon, I want to buy innate-level monster ingredients!"

Chu Lingxi said swearingly.

Ever since she knew that it was the Chidi Huohuangqi who cultivated sincerity, Chu Lingxi understood that as long as she had the same level of cultivation, it was basically impossible for her to win.

Only by breaking through to the martial artist before Chengxin can he take advantage of the time difference to bully him for a few days.

If you want good results, you must eat the best ingredients.

If it weren't for the fear of blowing herself up, she would have wanted to buy a grandmaster level monster directly.

Even so, Xia Cheng was also taken aback.

"Innate level? Leaving aside the price, I can't handle ingredients of that level with my current cultivation."

Even if it was a corpse, he couldn't bear the evil spirit emanating from the innate monster.

"At most Tier 3 monsters, no more."

Chu Lingxi looked at him with disdain: "Whether you're a man, you can't do this."

Sincerity was directly annoyed and laughed: "Is it okay, you don't know?"

Didn't you feel it clearly that night?

Hearing this, Chu Lingxi blushed and silently lowered her head to eat.

Ning Weiwei, who was watching the two bickering, was a little confused, saying that she didn't understand at all.

After the meal, Chengxin originally wanted to fish for a while and take a nap, but the fighting spirit Chu Hanhan didn't give him this chance, so he dragged the two of them along and rushed to the Zhenbao Pavilion.

As always, it was Yuan Cheng who came out to receive Zhao Gan.

When he saw the two pretty girls beside Xia Cheng, Zhao Gan showed a look of admiration.

Mr. Xia came a total of three times, the first time alone, the second time accompanied by a beautiful girl, and the third time two.

And looking at the clothes and temperament, it is obvious that they are not ordinary people.

This hand alone, he, Zhao, would never be able to learn it in his entire life.

"Mr. Xia, may I help you today?"

"The corpse of a third-order monster, the more complete and fresh it is, the better."

"Okay, please follow me."

After the monster reaches the third level, its value increases greatly. From the inside to the outside, it will not let it go.

Essence and blood are used to refine medicine, animal skins and bones are used to make weapons and armor, and the well-preserved corpses of monsters are naturally quite expensive.

But these are definitely not in the consideration of Chu Lingxi and Ning Weiwei.

Along the way, two people only asked two questions.

Can this be eaten? Is this delicious?

Zhao Gan is a little skeptical about his life. Is this a new trend among rich people?

It is too extravagant to spend tens of millions to buy a monster just to eat.

Passing by a well-preserved demon tiger sincerely shook his head slightly.

Not all monsters are suitable for cooking.

He has carefully observed that the meat of many monsters is sour, and it is so bad that it is difficult to eat, let alone delicious.

Although these shortcomings can be weakened through cooking skills, the taste is not much better.

In the end, I sincerely picked and picked, and bought a Yanxin pig and a wild bull.

...ask for flowers...

Each one weighs thousands of kilograms.

Enough for three people to eat in different ways for a week.

The two monsters cost Chu Lingxi a total of 1.8 million, and the little rich woman didn't even bat an eye.

"Bought so many papayas, do you like to eat them?"

Chu Lingxi watched Xia Cheng buy hundreds of papayas in one go, and asked curiously.

"It's not for me, it's for you."

He smiled sincerely: "I'll make bubble milk tea for you when I get back. It's sweet and delicious."

"Really?" Chu Lingxi's eyes lit up, and then she became a little suspicious: "Why are you suddenly so kind?"

Xia Cheng's face remained unchanged: "I did it for the good of you and Weiwei, and you will understand my hard work in the future.

Chu Lingxi wanted to ask something else, but saw that sincerity had already gone towards Zhao Gan.

"Manager Zhao, I want to order a kitchen knife."

Zhao Gan blinked: "Chopper?"

Did he hear correctly?

"That's right, kitchen knives with at least the third grade, this is the pattern and size.

Xia Cheng took out the drawings that he had prepared a long time ago.

His kitchen knife has become more and more difficult to use. After all, it is only an ordinary material, and it is time to retire it.

Zhao Gan's smile was a little stiff.

It's really a kitchen knife.

Zhenbao Pavilion usually also accepts custom-made weapons, and also has a special refining department.

But this is the first time I have encountered the work of kitchen knives.

Zhao Gan could already imagine how furious the old men in the Artifact Refining Department would be.

I have studied hard for decades to make a kitchen knife just for you?

If someone else made such a request, Zhao Qian would never pay any heed to it, but facing Xia Cheng...

Forget it, anyway, it's not me who has a headache.

"Hey, Xia Cheng! Hurry up!"

In the distance, Chu Lingxi snorted, she and Weiwei were still waiting to buy clothes.

"I'm coming."

Xia Cheng waved his hand and said to Zhao Gan: "Then please leave it to Manager Zhao, just deliver it to this address.

Thank you A Yijia for your reward, the writing is a bit sloppy, mainly the transitional chapters, and I will immediately enter the story of Daliang Mountain, the little author will think about it carefully. .

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