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Chapter 3: Even monks cannot resist additives (Edited)

Su Xi suddenly became excited when so many people suddenly appeared in the live broadcast room. She gave up the fight with the demon king and greeted the newcomers enthusiastically.

"Welcome new family members, I am the host Xiao Su.

We have daily necessities, food and beverages, and all kinds of storybooks in our live broadcast room. The prices are the lowest and the quality is the best on the Internet. Come and have a look, dears, we are now introducing No. 4 Link instant noodles. "

The reason she started introducing instant noodles was because she was hungry.

"Our packaged instant noodles are very suitable for eating in the wild."

As she introduced the dish, she boiled water and started making noodles live. A few minutes later, a bowl of instant noodles with red oil came out of the oven. The strangely shaped noodles were covered with seasonings and she ate them with slurping sounds.

Suddenly, Peng Shu felt that the white flour cake in the package was no longer fragrant.

He also wanted to eat this strange noodles.

[Xian'e, how do you sell this item? ]

A question floated across the phone screen, and Su Xi immediately replied, "Instant noodles? One pack only costs 1 immortal yuan."

She checked the exchange system.

1 low-grade spirit stone = 10 immortal yuan.

1 cent = 1 RMB.

She had just figured out that immortal yuan could be exchanged for real money. And when she thought about the fact that she still had a fake Malteser elixir worth 20 RMB, Su Xi felt a little dreamy about her sudden wealth.

20! ! !

Keep it.

It will become a family heirloom in the future!

Peng Shu didn't know what Su Xi was feeling at the moment. He felt that exchanging a low-grade spirit stone for a pack of instant noodles was a bit expensive, but it was within his affordability.

Monks like them who have not yet started fasting cannot resist the temptation of food broadcasts.

Peng Shu estimated the number of spirit stones he had left.
I ordered 10 packs of instant noodles at once.

As for other commodities, a few were also sold sporadically.

[Number of viewers in the live broadcast room: 6]

[Number of orders placed in the live broadcast room: 5]

【Transaction Orders: 17】

[Total transaction value: 306 cents]

[Rewards received: None]

This is a bit different from the first live broadcast.

Su Xi realized that the demon king might be a real rich man. However, as a new anchor, she was already very satisfied to be able to sell things.

Download,

Immediately pack for shipment.

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On the other hand, Peng Shu was a little absent-minded after placing the order.

Because he felt he might have been cheated.

The phantom disappeared immediately after swallowing his spirit stone. He didn't even see the shadow of the delicious noodles!
He thought that the other party was a monster and a coincidence, but he never expected that the other party was a liar!
A poor casual cultivator's low-grade spirit stones were even cheated,

Is that human being? ! !
Peng Shu was absent-minded the whole afternoon. When he returned to the inn, the innkeeper called him and said, "Fairy, you are Peng Shu, right? Someone sent you something."

The other party took out a large box from the cabinet.

Peng Shu was a little confused. He didn't remember having a close friend or relative who sent him gifts. "Who sent it?"

"Oh, I didn't notice."

When the shopkeeper was asked, he suddenly realized that his memory was a little fuzzy. He only remembered that the item was delivered to him and entrusted to hand it over to the other party.

Peng Shu took the things back to his room.
He had never seen such a box made of paper, with the joints glued with transparent adhesive material.

When he opened the box, he found that it contained the noodles he bought in Huanxuxiang!
The smooth, brightly colored bags were neatly stacked in the box. When you opened a bag, the contents were exactly the same as when the host opened it.

Thinking of what this thing would look like after it was brewed, he immediately asked the waiter to bring an empty bowl and boiling water, and couldn't wait to brew a packet of it just like the host did.

When the soft, curved noodles appear, people will exclaim, how can such noodles be made.

Smelling the spicy and fresh taste, he couldn't wait to put it in his mouth.

Strong words,

Strong,

good to eat,

Something is wrong again.

There seemed to be something in the noodles that was not suitable for the body. Although it was very small, as a casual alchemist, he was still keenly aware of it.

Peng Shu frowned slightly, paused for a moment, then picked up the bowl and walked to the window, patting his thigh, "Oh, it's okay."

A little scrap.
The food is quickly excreted from the stomach.
It’s not like we eat it every day!

Yao Xiu can't resist instant noodles with additives, just like modern young people can't resist hot pot, barbecue and spicy hot pot cooked with gutter oil.

"fragrant!"

After finishing a packet of noodles, Peng Shu still felt unsatisfied.

He lowered his head and counted the number of instant noodles in the box. There were still 9 packs left.

In addition, there was an extra meal in the box. The food package was bigger than the instant noodles and much heavier.

He didn't remember buying it.

So, it was given as a gift?

Peng Shu had always thought that the monks doing business were insidious and cunning, and they wanted to scrape off the last layer of grease from their customers. He didn't expect that the anchor in the illusion would be so generous.

He felt ashamed for having judged others by his own standards.
Just when Peng was moved,

In the old house in the town,

Su Xi, who was preparing to cook dinner, searched for a long time -

The snail noodles she bought are gone?
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Xianxia

Inn
Before daybreak, Peng set out to leave.

He was going to go to the nearby Lingshan Mountain with a group of independent cultivators to look for elixirs. They heard that there were many medicinal herbs in Lingshan Mountain, but monsters were rampant. This time, there was a senior in the late foundation building stage leading the team, so these independent cultivators dared to follow along.

By the evening, the group had already entered the heart of Lingshan.

Everyone stopped to rest.
Many of them gathered around the foundation-building senior.

Be very attentive.

Peng Shu also wanted to curry favor with this senior. If he encountered danger in Lingshan, maybe the other party would take care of him. Thinking of this, he took out his alchemy furnace, cleaned it, and prepared to make a pot of instant noodles for the senior.

But after taking out the instant noodles,
He hesitated again.

Instant noodles are good, but the other bowl of noodles the host sent looked more substantial.

As the saying goes, you can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a kid.

Thinking of this, he took out the most unique portion of noodles!
The monks traveling with him had never seen such dry food before, and they came over curiously, "Fellow Daoist Peng, what is this?"

Peng Shu didn't want to reveal the secret that he could see illusions, so he just said vaguely: "This is the dry food sent by my family elders."

"What kind of dry food looks like this? Brother Peng, we are short-sighted. I wonder if we will be able to taste it later?"

Monks are all shameless people.

When I see other people’s good things, I want to get a piece of it.

Amid the commotion, the senior who had established his foundation was also attracted over.

Peng Shu quickly seized the opportunity and asked Senior Xu to sit next to him. "Senior Xu, I made some food. Would you be so kind as to try it?"

Seeing that he was quite considerate, Senior Xu sat down.

The rest of the people came uninvited and sat around the alchemy furnace, watching curiously.

They watched as Peng poured the small packages into the pot one by one, and then cooked a pot of strange and smelly stuff.

Senior Xu, who was invited, had an expression as smelly as the food in the pot.

Peng clan, let alone currying favor with the senior, was lucky enough not to be hated by the senior. As for the other cultivators, when they found something wrong, they covered their noses and ran away as fast as they could...

(End of this chapter)