Douluo Jueshi, world modulation mode

Chapter 7: Certification by the Supreme Elder of the Holy Spirit Church

Wang Dong was silent.

Unexpectedly, the perfect disguise failed because of this information.

Huo Yutong widened her eyes. She didn't expect that her roommate was also a woman dressed as a man.

"She too?"

Wang Dong'er looked at the petite figure.

"Ah."

An Zhen gently pushed Huo Yutong forward.

"What is the relationship between you two?"

Wang Dong'er asked suspiciously, her eyes falling on Huo Yutong's washed-out clothes and the high-end fabric on An Zhen's body.

It couldn't be some young master bringing his little maid.

"Do not misunderstand."

An Zhen raised her hands and said, "We've only known each other for a day. I'm an orphan, and I saw that this child was having a hard time, so I just helped her."

orphan?

Huo Yutong raised her little face and looked at An Zhen in confusion.

"The clothes you're wearing are not convincing at all." With her hands on her hips, Wang Dong'er looked at An Zhen with a bad face.

"Who says orphans can't have good food and clothes? Besides, I received financial support from the mayor of the main city where I used to live." The young man who squandered the financial support said righteously.

Wang Donger: ...

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. Although I don't know why the two of you are dressed as men, since we are so destined to be assigned to the same dormitory, don't waste this fate and get along well with each other."

Leaving the space for the girls, An Zhen slipped away without waiting for them to say or ask anything.

He is going to find his uncle.

"uncle!"

A level 99 Extreme Douluo is randomly refreshed at the entrance of the freshman dormitory building.

"Uncle, you must have been in this academy for many years." A well-behaved boy approached the old man who was enjoying the sunbath and asked.

"Many years? Many years indeed."

It seems like doubt and emotion.

When I opened my dim eyes, the past seemed to have passed a long time ago.

"Then do you know Taotie Douluo?"

"Do you think an old man like me knows any Titled Douluo?" The old man looked at An Zhen with a half-smile.

"You haven't been in this school for many years." An Zhen looked at the boss expectantly.

The boss didn't answer.

"I heard that Taotie Douluo is a great eater. I plan to open a store selling beverages. I wonder if I can ask you to give me some advice and try the flavors."

If any other Titled Douluo or Teacher Shrek were here, they would probably kick this ignorant kid to the ground. He is second to none, a 98th-level Titled Douluo, one of the strongest people in the world, and you actually invited him to taste the food in your shop.

"I don't know, but if it's really like what you said, that Title Douluo who is good at eating might be very interested in this." The old man said slowly, "But with the recent registration of new students, there should be no shortage of food tasters."

"Oh, this thing is a bit unhealthy. It would be bad if it hurts these delicate flower buds." An Zhen said seriously.

Moon: ...

For a moment the picture seemed to be still.

……

Syrup, milk, water...

The recipe for milk tea is not complicated.

Nice packaging, various flavors.

Unfortunately, there is no special packaging machine, so I can only use plastic lids.

Real estate in Shrek City is really expensive.

After asking, An Zhen said he gave up. Although he still had some money, it was obviously not enough unless he found a rich woman.

In the afternoon.

After working for a long time, An Zhen refreshed his fatigue level and found his grandfather while pulling two small shelves.

"Master, is there a kind of gentle and considerate big sister, good-looking and with a good figure, willing to spend money on men, emotionally loyal, powerful and rich? A girl or a loli is also fine."

He constructed a recliner and the young man lay down on it with a tired look on his face. His body was no longer tired, but his heart was tired.

"Boy, I heard you want me to try an unhealthy drink?"

An old voice sounded. An Zhen turned over and looked in the direction of the voice.

He was an old man with a greasy body and messy hair. His robe, which should have been white, had been dyed gray-brown by various dirt. Only the collar could vaguely show the original color.

At this moment, he was holding a chicken leg and biting it.

It's him! Super Douluo!

Member of Shrek Poseidon Pavilion!

Honorary Grand Elder of the Holy Spirit Church!
"Yes."

An Zhen, who was not frightened by the title of Titled Douluo at all, reached out and pulled the shelf next to him over.

"Here we have bubble tea, chocolate milk tea, original flavor, fleshy grape, watermelon iced drink, and lemonade."

"What do you want to try?"

"One for each."

"it is good."

I saw the handsome young man open the cabinet under the shelf, where there were several huge jars, each with a faucet on it.

Soon, six transparent plastic cups with flowers and girls painted on them were filled with drinks.

"Uncle, would you like a drink?"

"I'd like an original flavor."

"Xuanzu!"

A gentle voice with a hint of anxiety sounded.

Only then did An Zhen notice that there was a woman standing behind the old man.

She was so quiet, motionless like a sculpture. Her black hair fell to her waist, her delicate face was peaceful and flawless, and her fitted school uniform outlined her attractive curves. She was as peaceful as a silver moon in the night sky.

Zhang Lexuan.

The only ones who can call Moon this are Zhang Lexuan and Beibei.

"Give the boy a glass of pearls."

"it is good."

An Zhen took the milk tea with trembling hands and handed over the other cup.

Zhang Lexuan didn't drink. The girl stood there like a sculpture.

"Good children listen to their elders."

An Zhen directly stuffed the milk tea into her hands.

Like to drink or not.

"If it were put in a high-end banquet, your drink full of sugar could be called industrial waste." Old Xuan gave his own evaluation.

"What if it's on the level of street barbecue?"

“It’s a hit on campus.”

A cup of milk tea and a chicken drumstick.

Mr. Xuan felt that this thing was a perfect match with chicken legs.

"What price do you think is appropriate?"

"Price? One gold soul coin?" The big guys are never short of money.

An Zhen closed her eyes and then opened them.

Two large promotional posters were instantly hung on the two small trucks.

"Certified by Taotie Douluo Xuan Lao, set the price."

“30% off all items.”

With these two brands, not only can the star effect be achieved, but there will also be no problem with the price. Even if better materials are used and labor costs are included, a cup is only one Gintama coin.

The most crucial point is that this is Shrek City. Anyone who wants to imitate it should see if he dares to sell it here.

"As long as I open the business, I'll take care of you, how about that?"

The boy with a well-behaved face looked at the boss expectantly.

“When will you open?”

"Wait a minute."

"can."

An Zhen walked into the dormitory. He had prepared work for Xiao Yutong. He had to serve the young lady well. His cultivation depended entirely on Huo Yutong.

"Creating things out of nothing."

The sloppy old man took a sip of milk tea, thinking back to the wooden board that appeared out of thin air without him even noticing. His originally dim eyes were now like a ferocious beast awakening from its deep sleep, "Is this kid's martial spirit really the world?"

"Do whatever you want, either out of passion or according to your own wishes. Le Xuan, this is youth." The old man in his twilight years advised.

"Ancestor Xuan, protecting the academy is what Le Xuan wants to do." The gentle woman was like the cold silver moon. She had always been so quiet and alone.

"I have done you wrong, child."

(End of this chapter)