Seven Beautiful Wives At The Beginning: Sorry, I Am Invincible

Inside the hot pot restaurant, gossip began to spread.

"Did you know? I heard that Guan Hongyi was punished to kneel by Mo Daxiu, and it has been three days.

"Tch, did you know? Not only Guan Hongyi, but I heard that Guan Chengcheng and others were fined to kneel down, and even the most beloved Guan Qing'er was fined for a long time."

"Tsk tsk tsk, Mo Daxiu is really not an ordinary person, that kind of tigress can actually surrender, I admire him.

"Isn't this what it should be? Don't even think about who Mo Daxiucai is. Even Situ Changkong, one of the eight great talents, said that he is not as good as him, and he is too embarrassing for us Jincheng people.

In the official mansion, after Mo Fei drank all the people around him away, he also walked into the main hall with a portion of drunken chicken soup, glanced at the kneeling official Hongyi and said in a low voice

"It's almost done, I've been acting long enough, get up quickly."

Hearing this, Guan Hongyi didn't know why, but always felt a breath in his chest, so he turned his head away and continued to kneel on the spot.

Looking at the sulking Guan Hongyi, Mo Fei also slowly opened the lid of the pot, and a strong smell of meat and wine filled the air instantly. Smelling the strong aroma of wine in the air, Guan Hongyi couldn't help taking a sneak peek, seeing Mo Fei staring at him with a smile on 11, he turned his head again.

Seeing this, Mo Fei also smiled slightly, Guan Hongyi's biggest weakness is wine, she hasn't had a drop of water in three days, Guan Hongyi's lips are chapped and white "Under this situation, she can't bear it.

After taking a look at Guan Hongyi who still refused to get up, Mo Fei also pretended to say loudly

"I don't think it's polite for someone not to eat it, but I make it out of good wine from the bottom of the case."

As Mo Fei said, he picked up a bowl and prepared to get himself a chicken drumstick to try. The next second, a figure of Red flashed in front of his eyes, and the casserole in front of him was carried to the table by the official Hongyi superior.

Looking at the gobbling official Hongyi Mo Fei also reminded with some distress

"Eat slowly, eat slowly."

Even without letting go of the last drop of chicken soup, dripping it into his mouth, Guan Hongyi was finally willing to put down the casserole in his hand, and glanced at Mo Fei with unsatisfied interest, and Mo Fei said lightly

"Qing'er is already cooking other meals, and they will be delivered later."

Hearing this, Guan Hongyi nodded in satisfaction, and then asked

"What other plans do you have?"

I saw Mo Fei shook his head and said

"No, the key now is to let the father-in-law and the others come back first, and then to secure the position of King Zhenbei. I don't plan to hold the moving party until my father-in-law comes back. I will talk about everything when he comes back."

"The other most important thing is to expand the industry. If you want to sit on the throne, the most important thing is to have money. The new king is on the throne. There are probably a lot of things to take care of. First of all, you need to make a lot of noodles, no matter which one you need. money."

Speaking of this, Mo Fei suddenly felt irritated. Originally, he was lamenting that this winter came just in time, but now it seems like a disaster.

He had already thrown out the bacon, and the acceptance was a little lower than he had imagined. Although everyone wanted to eat it, not many could afford it.

Seeing through Mo Fei's thoughts, Zhi Hongyi also asked

"Why? Bacon is not easy to sell?"

After a moment of silence, Mo Fei said

"It can't be regarded as a hard sell. There are not many people who can afford the price, and our inventory is not very large. According to the current progress, it is just good to sell until the beginning of spring."

"Counting the daily income of more than 10,000 at the hotpot restaurant, plus 20,000 at most for bacon, the daily net income is almost 30,000 silver, and the maximum earning is 2.7 million silver before the end of winter."

Hearing this, Zhi Hongyi was also surprised and said

"Isn't that enough?"

Mo Fei shook his head again and again and said,

"Of course not enough, not only not enough but far worse."

Speaking of this, Mo Fei also rubbed his temples. There are so many ways to make money, many of which make his scalp tingle, but the problem is that the people in Jincheng are too poor.

It can even be said that a group of poor ghosts are stationed in the entire northern region. If it is placed within the southern circle, it is easy for him to write a few poems and create a collection of poems to earn millions.

Even if you don't sell poems, how can you not make money by buying a large amount of goods and selling them with your mobile phone? He suddenly became envious of those lucky people who traveled to good places in the novel, they were simply picking up money on the golden mountain.

Now that winter is coming, the rhythm of the whole city has stopped, he is like begging for food with a beggar with a golden bowl, two poor ghosts!

Simply, Guan Hongyi also frowned and asked

"How about I take people to continue hunting? Even if those wild boars and mountain beasts are hiding in the caves, I can easily find them now."

Hearing this, he smiled wryly and said,

"You're not making money, it's just satisfying your hunger."

"Besides, it's useless to kill all the mountain beasts. There are only a few people who can afford the price. The bacon is enough to feed them. There is no need to give them a second choice."

At this moment, Guan Qing'er also came in with food, glanced at the frowning Mo Fei and reminded curiously

"Sir, since you have mastered the mysterious fire, why don't you learn how to refine the mysterious pill?"

"The price of a mysterious pill is far more than a wild boar. Although we are poor in the north, we have a lot of medicinal materials. At this time, medicinal materials are cheap, and we can pay the imperial tax...

Hearing this, Mo Fei suddenly realized in his mind, yes, Xuan Dan.

He has been thinking about how to gain popularity. Now 650 can't reveal that he can buy otherworldly things in a steady stream, but Xuandan is different. It's not too much to add some vitamin C to improve the quality of a elixir, right?

Using Xuan Dan as a cover, and then emptying all the medicinal materials in the north, forcing the south to buy Xuan Dan with him, so the money will be sent from the south to him on his own initiative?

Thinking of this, Mo Fei burst out laughing and said

"Hahahaha, it's still Qing'er, you are smart enough to come here and let me kiss you."

She rolled her eyes at Mo Fei, but Guan Qing'er reminded softly

"Sir, it's not that simple to refine a mysterious alchemy. It takes hard work to develop a kind of alchemy."

"I have a complete collection of alchemy recipes here. I'll get someone to buy medicinal materials later. You can try it when the time comes to see what kind of elixir you are suitable for refining. Let's practice slowly and hard. There is no rush for this matter."

Smiling slightly, Mo Fei didn't say much, and then Guan Qing'er ordered someone to bring over two carts of books on refining Xuandan.

Seeing this, Mo Fei was also taken aback, and asked in secret enough to fill half the study room with books

"Aren't you going to tell me that these are all books related to alchemy?"

Guan Qing'er nodded slightly and explained

"Different from poems and songs, as long as there is a strong person above Xuanwang Realm in the clan, the royal family will give a copy of alchemy books, and it is allowed to copy and give away at will. This thing is essentially free.