Chapter 44: Profited from the Spiritual Stone, Muscle Spasm!

  Until Fang Luo You disappeared from his line of sight, Long Hao Tian finally curled his lips and complained: "Boss, this guy is really a bit shameless."

  "Not even a bit embarrassed." Mo Bei nodded in agreement, withdrew his gaze, and laughed loudly: "Haha, alright you little guy. Hurry up and clean up, get some rest early. Tomorrow morning we'll set off to the Island of Demons!"

  "Got it!" Long Hao Tian smiled and nodded in agreement, quickly running off to wash the pot, do the dishes, and sweep up the messy area.

  For several days in a row, Mo Bei and Long Hao Tian were like this.

  Set out at dawn and didn't return until near dusk, dragging back a big pile of iron-clad crabs. Made a fire and cooked rice.

  On the third day, Mo Bei and Long Hao Tian killed eighteen iron-armored crabs.

  On the fourth day, Long Hao Tian brought back fifteen Iron Shell Crabs.

  It was at this time, just at dusk.

  Outside the stone house, smoke was rising, and many disciples were surrounding it, all holding large bowls in line, their eyes shining brightly, staring straight at that pot of crab meat that had not yet come out of the oven, waiting quietly.

  Some disciples even took advantage of Mo Bei's cooking break to practice a set of sword moves.

  The whole stone house was ablaze.

  "Let's eat, let's eat!" Long Hao Tian grasped the iron ladle and pounded it against the edge of the iron pot, shouting loudly as he attracted a swarm of outer sect disciples to gather around him, surrounding him in a way that made it impossible for water to pass through.

  "Old, old big..." Long Hao Tian was busy at the edge of the stove, his hands moving extremely deftly, receiving the bowl, scooping out crab meat, all done in one breath.

  Although he was like this, his speed was still faster than those increasingly numerous outer sect disciples.

  Looking at the sea of outer disciples, Long Hao Tian made a distressed face and looked at Mo Bei for help: "It's already, already too busy to handle, boss!"

  Looking at the sea of disciples in front of him, swarming around like a beehive, passing over spirit pearls with all hands, Mo Bei was so busy collecting money that he almost couldn't keep up, and he couldn't help but laugh and cry.

  I was worried that I cooked too much crab meat and it wouldn't sell out. Who knew so many people would come? If I had known, I would have raised the price!

  "Boss, there are so many people. We really lose out if we don't raise the price!" Long Hao Tian and Mo Bei Xin seemed to be thinking the same thing, he asked with his eyes and saw the latter nodding in agreement.

  Long Haitian used an iron lid to cover the pot and shouted loudly: "Slow down, slow down, don't be in a hurry!"

  "Starting today, crab meat prices are going up! Two Lingzhu for one bowl!"

  "What? A price increase? Didn't they sell it for one lingzhu yesterday?"

  A commotion arose in the crowd, a murmur of discontented voices.

  Long Haitian chuckled and said: "Yesterday was yesterday, today is today. Our boss has taken care of everyone and added spiritual rice, which is unlimited in supply."

  "And today's crab meat is from adult iron shell crabs! The spiritual energy is even more intense!"

  "Love to buy or not, humph." Long Hao Tian revealed a typical sly merchant face, smiling cunningly.

  Someone angrily shouted: "Scoundrel! Business is good and you're getting more and more outrageous, I'm not eating here!"

  With that, the man angrily took his bowl and turned to leave.

  Someone nodded and said: "Adding Lingmi makes the crab meat even more delicious. As long as I eat a little more, I can make up for the cost, it shouldn't be too bad."

  Someone smiled and said: "I'm here for the fame, two Lingzhu are just two Lingzhu, hurry up and give me a bowl first."

  Among the many outer sect disciples, a small number of people pitied the Lingzhu and left. However, there were still over a hundred outer sect disciples remaining, and the crab meat was in short supply!

  At this time.

  After the crowd, a sweet voice came from afar.

  "Marco!"

  Mo Bei took advantage of the interval when receiving money and looked up.

  A beautiful figure emerged from the crowd, smiling and looking at herself with scorching eyes.

  "Green and red?" Mo Bei's face showed a hint of surprise: "You, how did you end up here?"

  Ye Qinghong squeezed out of the crowd, ran to Mo Bei's side, grasped his arm and smiled: "Mo Bei Ge, I didn't expect that the one who cooked the crab was actually you."

  "A while ago, I heard from my senior sisters that there's an outer disciple in the Daming Mountains who cooks delicious crab meat. Not only does it contain spiritual energy, but the price is also fair and reasonable for both young and old."

  "Yes! The sisters are waiting for me over there."

  Ye Qinghong tiptoed and pointed to several female disciples at the edge of the pond not far away.

  Mo Bei subconsciously raised his head and looked over, just as those few female disciples were also looking at him.

  They stared at each other.

  Those female disciples looked at Mo Bei, who was covered in oil and sweat, and frowned slightly, unwilling to come over.

  At this moment, Ye Qinghong's eyes were shining with a hint of excitement, staring at the crab meat rolling in the large iron pot, her small mouth watering, revealing a hint of greed.

  "Gluttonous little girl," Mo Bei couldn't help but laugh, thinking to himself: For the sake of eating, that little girl actually ran over 300 miles, making a special trip just for this, it's really impressive.

  "Hao Tian, quickly bring a bowl of Qing Hong Sheng up." Mo Bei instructed nonchalantly, withdrawing his gaze.

  Long Haitian frowned: "Big brother, I'm really busy, ah, don't snatch!"

  "Who the hell told you to stick your bowl into the pot and scoop out food!"

  Ye Qing swallowed her saliva and gently bit her red lips: "I'm not in a hurry to eat, Mo Bei Ge, I'll help out!"

  As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Qinghong coiled up her hair and washed her hands. Without saying a word, she picked up the spoon and went to help.

  Mo Beibei hurriedly pulled her back and handed the spirit stone bag in front of her to Ye Qinghong, saying: "You'd better help me collect the money, two spirit pearls per bowl."

  He thought to himself, that little girl is indeed kind-hearted, but there's already a precedent ahead.

  Mo Bei subconsciously looked over at Fang Luoyou, who was sitting cross-legged on a nearby rock, holding a bowl full of crab meat and savoring it with relish, his mouth still watering.

  Mo Bei thought helplessly: This guy really came to help eat.

  Long Haitian was also very displeased, busy on one side and sneaking a peek over here, whispering to Ye Qinghong: "These past few days, that guy has been really punctual. Every time it's mealtime, he appears right on schedule."

  "He said he was here to help," Long Hao Tian's face filled with indignation, complaining: "But that little brat didn't even get the payment right, either overcharging for spiritual pearls or letting others take advantage of him."

  "Big Brother asked him to help me dig out the crab meat." Long Hao Tian's complaints were like a string of firecrackers, and he couldn't cover them up: "As a result, that little brat was great, in no time at all, he smashed five or six bowls for me, and while digging, he ate. Just what that little brat secretly ate, I don't know how many bowls!"

  The boss simply let him take a few bowls and sit down to eat. No need to make trouble here.

  "Hmph."

  Ye Qinghong covered her mouth and smiled lightly, couldn't help but take another glance at Fang Luoyou: "I didn't expect the leader of the four great geniuses to be so interesting."

  Mo Bei smiled wryly and shook his head.

  At this moment, a voice rose again from the crowd.

  "Haha, what delicious crab meat! Mo Bei Shixiong, you're really skilled at this!"

  Everyone turned their heads to look over and found that another person had squeezed out of the crowd. Who else could it be if not Niu Deng, whom they hadn't seen for some time?

  "Niu Deng?" Mo Bei smiled slightly: "You're also here?"

  Niu Deng licked his lips and exaggeratedly said: "The fragrance has wafted hundreds of miles away, how could I not come? Haha."

  "You seem quite busy here. Do you want me to help? But let's make one thing clear, I'm going to charge labor costs." Niu Deng said with a half-joking tone.

  "Alright, your wages will be paid as usual!" Mo Bei waved his hand and laughed loudly.

  "Crab meat, Brother Bei's cooked crab meat! Two spirit pearls per bowl, first come first served!"

  Ye Qinghong stood next to Mo Bei, hugging the spirit stone bag, plucking up her courage to speak, and her sweet voice carried far away, with joy overflowing on her lovely face.

  She was completely unaware that several senior sisters on the wooden arch bridge were frowning and occasionally glancing over at her.

  "What is Qinghong doing, as a disciple of the Elephant Leaf Family, how can you do such a coarse job?" A slightly older female disciple who was in charge frowned slightly, revealing a hint of dissatisfaction.

  The woman with a beauty mark at the corner of her mouth, looked away disdainfully, her eyes slightly narrowed, and a hint of cold light flashed: "Completely disregarding her image, losing face."

  "It's really going to ruin the Ye family's reputation, all because of this little girl!"

  That woman in green nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, as members of the Ye family, how can we do tasks that servants do? If it gets out, won't people laugh at us?"

  But Ye Qinghong didn't mind at all and continued to hawk his wares.

  "Huh? ! Look over there," the woman with a mole at the corner of her mouth exclaimed in surprise, pointing to the figure sitting cross-legged on a rock behind the crowd. "Isn't that Fang Luoyou, Brother Fang?"

  The green-clad woman who had just refuted Ye Qinghong let out a cry of surprise, her eyes shining with intense excitement: "Ah, it's really him!"

  "Wow, I didn't expect to run into Fellow Student Fang here!"

  The woman with a mole at the corner of her mouth was overjoyed, her scorching eyes fixed on Fang Luoyou, and she was infatuated: "Fang Shixiong is not only extraordinary and handsome, but also considerate of the people's feelings, hardworking and down-to-earth, getting along well with the grassroots disciples and servants. Not arrogant at all!"

  "Yes indeed! Who can compare with my Master Fang?"

  "Look, look! Fang Shixiong is actually going to help!"

  The woman with a mole at the corner of her mouth scolded lightly and spoke eloquently: "What do you know, Brother Fang is going to help, which means that this crab is indeed a great exercise for cultivation. The control of true energy requires extreme subtlety!"

  As she spoke, she looked at Fang Luoyou again, casting a doting gaze: "My Brother Fang, is truly a dragon among men. Even the way he scoops crabs is so elegant... if I could taste the crab he personally scooped, how blissful..."

  Those few people in front of the incense burner suddenly changed their attitude towards Ye Qinghong, who was being verbally attacked. The speed at which they changed their tone left people speechless. The green-clothed woman couldn't bear it anymore and ran down the wooden bridge, lifting her skirt: "I want to go too! I want to go too!"

  All the female disciples who were still pretending to be elegant just now didn't care about their image, you pushed me and rushed forward in a hurry.

  That fiery scene suddenly attracted many cultivators to come and watch.

  The young master of the Ji family stood in the distance, gazing towards Mo Bei's direction.

  "Hmm," Ji Lao Ba hummed softly, her eyes gleaming with jealousy. "It seems that Mo Bei has made a lot of money recently!"

  "Right, right, Eighth Brother. Good things can't be monopolized by this kid." The Ye family youngster beside him angrily said: "If they can catch the Iron Shell Crab, why can't we?"

  "Two spiritual pearls in one bowl, this spiritual stone is really profitable!"

  The old lady's eyes flickered, her expression changed, and she thought to herself:

  My old man works himself to death every day and only earns one spirit stone in fifteen days, while Mo Bei can earn two or three spirit stones in just one night.

  The old lady's heart was extremely unbalanced, her face full of jealous color, coldly smiling: "Good, we'll finish the remaining tasks tomorrow, and follow you the day after!"

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