Food gives me an entry, I will be invincible if I stay alive

Chapter 386 A Small Trial, A Small Profit

A few dozen breaths later, the following conversation came from a small corner on the side of the stairs.

"Crunch!" That's the sound of crunchy rice candy being bitten into.

Then came an eager swallow, followed by an incredulous question: "You mean... this thing costs ten Qingfu coins per piece?"

Ji Yang grinned foolishly, then earnestly corrected, "It's eleven green coins per piece. I'm selling it to you with an extra green coin."

"You already paid me! I only gave you the item after you paid me, so why are you still asking?"

The person on the other end was dumbfounded, thinking they had encountered the biggest fool in the world.

Was his rhetorical question really to confirm the amount of money?
He could hardly believe that such a delicacy could be bought for only ten coins.

The most unbelievable thing is that Ji Yang, that idiot, directly quoted the bottom price, and then resold it for only one more coin.

The middle-aged man with a sallow complexion felt as if he had never seen such an honest person in the world.

So the other party began to guide Ji Yang: "Young brother, you just said that the mysterious spirit chef wants you to sell the spirit food at a low price and invite at least a thousand people to taste it..."

Gudong!

This is the sound of the other person swallowing saliva while speaking.

"A thousand people are trying it, right? You still have a lot of these Purple Jade Pastries, don't you? Why don't you just sell them all to me? I... hehe, I'll help you sell them!"
It saves you trouble, and you can even earn some money, right?

Ji Yang exclaimed, "Ah!" and said, "I have a thousand pieces of Purple Jade Pastry. Do you want to buy them all? That costs ten thousand Green Coins, which is... a hundred Qi Hua Pills."

Wait, that's not right. I'll add a fee; I'll charge an extra coin for each piece of Purple Jade Pastry.

Therefore, you must give me one hundred and ten Qi Essence Pills.

Ji Yang counted on his fingers, carefully taking it all in.

This silly act amused the middle-aged man with a sallow complexion opposite him.

However, one hundred and ten Qi Hua Dan are indeed not a small number.

Although the middle-aged man with a sallow complexion had some money on hand, he wasn't really keen on giving it away directly.

His eyes darted around as he considered the feasibility of robbery.

Suddenly, Ji Yang's expression changed, and his entire demeanor shifted dramatically.

A chilling killing intent, as cold as frost from the depths of hell, emanated from behind him. The moment that killing intent rushed towards him, the middle-aged man with the sallow face felt his legs go weak and he almost collapsed to the ground.

He looked at Ji Yang in horror, thankfully he didn't turn around and run away immediately.

But then Ji Yang's face was once again filled with a silly smile. He tilted his head and stared blankly at the middle-aged man with a yellow face, asking, "Hey, why are you sitting on the ground?"
"Are your legs not strong? Let me help you up."

As he spoke, Ji Yang took a step forward and reached out to help the middle-aged man with a sallow complexion.

The middle-aged man with a sallow complexion had nowhere to retreat; he was forced into a corner against the wall and could only stand there leaning against it.

He shouted, "Don't come any closer... I... I can stand on my own!"

His heart pounded wildly as he spoke, the terrifying murderous intent from before still lingering in his mind, as if it were genuine.

But Ji Yang in front of him was honest and simple-minded, like a fool.

Which side is his true self?
Was that murderous aura just now an illusion?

The middle-aged man with a sallow complexion clutched his chest, too afraid to gamble.

He only regretted that he had been too arrogant, daring to pull the other person into the shadows just because the other person's aura was weak.

But now that the die is cast, there's no turning back.

The middle-aged man with the sallow complexion gritted his teeth and, with a determined heart, pulled out a storage pouch from his robes.

He took out his money pouch and carefully pulled out eleven jade bottles from it.

Each jade bottle contains ten Qi Hua Dan pills.

He counted out the Qi Hua Pills one by one, his heart aching as he stared at Ji Yang warily, saying, "Little... cough, fellow Daoist."

The middle-aged man with a sallow face forced a smile and said, "Fellow Daoist, this, this, I really don't need your help, hehe, hehe."

Ji Yang withdrew his hand, and the middle-aged man with the sallow face secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He hurriedly said, "Fellow Daoist, look, these are 110 Qi Hua Pills. You just said that you would exchange them for 1,000 pieces of Purple Jade Pastry. Is that right?"

"Hehe, hehe, the money's here, but where's the Purple Jade Pastry?"

He stared intently at Ji Yang.

Ji Yang still looked as simple-minded as ever. He took out a storage pouch from his pocket and said, "The Purple Jade Pastries are all here, not a single one is missing!"

As he spoke, he took out several food boxes.

Each food box, when opened, contained at least thirty pieces of purple jade pastry.

The corner of the stairs was really cramped and inconvenient. Ji Yang, being silly, said very generously, "Go ahead and collect them. While you're counting, hurry up and collect all the Purple Jade Pastries."

Oh dear, don't put it here taking up space!

As he spoke, Ji Yang didn't even bother to take the Qi Hua Dan from the sallow-faced middle-aged man's hand.

He took out dozens of food boxes at once and had the sallow-faced middle-aged man put them all into his own storage bag.

The middle-aged man with a sallow complexion dared not be negligent; he secretly inspected the goods and quickly accepted them.

In just a few dozen breaths, all one thousand purple jade pastries were in the pocket of the middle-aged man with a sallow face.

The Qi Hua Dan was still in the hands of the middle-aged man with a sallow complexion.

At this point, if the middle-aged man with the sallow complexion were to try to renege on his debt, he could simply use magic to escape.

But... he didn't dare.

The murderous intent that had emanated from behind Ji Yang in that brief moment was truly terrifying; the middle-aged man with the sallow face was still shaken and lingering fear.

He didn't even dare to think about it.

Finally, he obediently handed over all 110 Qi Hua Pills to Ji Yang.

Ji Yang accepted the Qi Hua Pill, and a simple, honest smile appeared on his face again: "Hehehe, fellow Daoist, you are truly a good person."

I'm no expert in business, so I'll have to trouble you.

The middle-aged man with a sallow complexion chuckled dryly: "I...I'm not very good at doing business either."

Ji Yang shook his head and said, "He would definitely do it better than I do."

He chuckled foolishly again, then pulled out another half-piece of purple jade pastry from his sleeve and took a bite.

A crisp, crunchy sound came from his mouth, and the sweet, fragrant taste spread everywhere. Ji Yang smiled and said, "It's so delicious!"

He ate as he turned and walked away.

The middle-aged man with the sallow complexion breathed a sigh of relief from behind.

Unexpectedly, Ji Yang suddenly turned around.

Yellow-faced middle-aged man: ...

You exhaled that breath too early.

He was worried again.

But Ji Yang tilted his head, looking blank, and asked, "You only want the Purple Jade Pastry, don't you want the Purple Spirit Pearl?"

The middle-aged man with the sallow complexion nearly choked on his breath and quickly said, "No, no, no!"

Ji Yang simply said "Oh," his tone slightly disappointed.

But he didn't press the matter, only saying, "Then forget it. I'll eat the Purple Spirit Pearl myself, hehehe, it's so delicious..."

Crunch!

He finished the last half of the purple jade pastry, held a small bowl in his hand, grabbed a handful of purple popcorn, and threw it into his mouth. The plump, crystal-clear popcorn, like jade beads, drew a light arc in mid-air before falling into Ji Yang's open mouth like a dense rain.

He ate it with gusto, savoring its sweet and crisp texture, then turned the corner and gradually walked away.

Only the middle-aged man with a sallow complexion remained behind, trying to calm himself down while also feeling somewhat regretful.

"The Purple Spirit Pearl tastes quite good too... Sigh, why don't I buy it as well?"

Thinking about this makes me want to punch myself.

Despite his regret, the middle-aged man with the sallow face peeked out from around the corner to look at Ji Yang, but ultimately couldn't bring himself to call Ji Yang back.

Just then, the door to a cabin in front of them suddenly opened.

A voice came from inside: "Fellow Daoist, what are you eating? Would you sell it to us?"

The speaker's voice was strong and powerful, and he seemed to be a burly and imposing man.

The middle-aged man with a sallow complexion was very familiar with the voice.

His heart skipped a beat: "The Five Friends of Yuntu from Qingxi City? Did these guys notice what just happened too?"
No, I need to act quickly and sell all the purple jade pastries I have.

They'll definitely buy all the Purple Spirit Pearls that kid had earlier. If I don't hurry, I'll be facing them.

The middle-aged man with a sallow face rolled his eyes and immediately slipped out from around the corner, quickly approaching a cabin and knocking on the cabin door.

dong dong dong.

After a response came from inside, the middle-aged man with a sallow face said with a smile, "Senior Brother Lou, I just acquired a fine item..."

Yes, the Five Friends of the Cloud Journey is a caravan of five people. The eldest and second eldest are both Foundation Establishment cultivators, and the other three are all Qi Refining Perfection cultivators.

They also have a certain sect background, and are not completely independent cultivators.

The sallow-faced middle-aged men are somewhat similar to the five friends of Yuntu.

He wasn't truly fighting alone either; he was affiliated with a sect, and the leader of his sect was also at the Foundation Establishment stage.

In the Xuan Tian Star Realm, small sects are as numerous as the stars in the sky.

Of course, there are also a great many independent cultivators.

For most ninth-rank sects, the coming and going of disciples is a common occurrence.

These disciples are semi-free practitioners and semi-retainers, interdependent with the sect, sticking together for mutual support, which is better than being alone with no background.

However, the middle-aged man with the yellow face had a closer relationship with his senior brother upstairs than the five friends of Yuntu.

Therefore, he always had to be much more cautious when facing Senior Brother Lou.

The middle-aged man with a sallow complexion secretly harbored apprehension towards the Five Friends of Yuntu.

When Ji Yang entered the cabin of the Five Friends of the Cloud Journey, he found that although they were all on the third floor, the Five Friends of the Cloud Journey's cabin was much larger than his own.

At least, it is no longer a cramped little single room, but a normal-sized room.

Inside, there were two beds side by side, a simple square table, and even four chairs.

There were two people in the cabin, one sitting and one standing.

The seated person was tall and dressed in a gray short-sleeved shirt.

Although he was sitting in a chair, a broadsword was still hanging at his waist. He did not remove his weapon, nor did he store his magical artifacts in his storage bag like many cultivators do.

He just sat there, and it seemed as if the wind and frost emanated from him.

Compared to some elegant cultivators, this person looks more like a chivalrous wanderer.

This is the leader of the Five Friends of the Cloud Journey, Qingnang Ke.

Of course, Ji Yang did not recognize this person, nor did he know what the Five Friends of the Cloud Journey were.

He was simply called into the cabin, scratching his head and grinning foolishly, saying, "Do you want to buy my stuff?"

I'm eating Purple Spirit Pearls, they're so delicious! If you want to buy some, I'll sell them for eleven green cicadas a bowl.

As he spoke, he reached into his storage pouch and pulled out a bowl of purple jade popcorn.

He was straightforward and simply placed the bowl of popcorn directly on the square table next to him.

The two people, one sitting and one standing, looked at each other and both saw affirmation in their companion's eyes.

The tall, burly man sitting down laughed heartily and said, "Fellow Daoist, please sit down. How many Purple Spirit Pearls do you have? How much are you willing to sell them for? Could you give me a price?"

As he spoke, he grabbed a handful of popcorn from the bowl and, just like Ji Yang, tossed it into his mouth like scattered pearls.

Crunch, crunch, the popcorn is chewed up, and the unique, crispy, fluffy texture explodes between your lips and teeth.

The allure of puffed food is truly unparalleled, especially since it was originally made from spirit rice imbued with spiritual energy.

Purple Jade Spirit Rice is naturally quite large, and even before cooking, it resembles tiny jade beads, comparable in size to corn kernels.

Now, when made into popcorn, each kernel resembles a large pearl with its skin bursting open.

Chen Xu also coated the popcorn with a small amount of caramel, making it crispy and sweet, just right, and not cloyingly sweet.

To be honest, if you were to ask Chen Xu which he prefers, he would say he actually prefers popcorn to crispy rice candy.

In the Xuan Tian Star Realm, or at least in the circles that Chen Xu is currently aware of, there is no such thing as popcorn.

Crispy rice candy looked more like a dessert, so the middle-aged man with a sallow complexion chose to buy it directly.

Now all that's left is popcorn. Qingnangke put it in his mouth and took a bite, then froze for a moment.

On his weathered face, his eyes, which were once full of stories, gradually brightened.

Beside him, the woman in purple stared intently at him.

This was actually to monitor whether he would be poisoned.

Qingnangke was certainly not poisoned, but he seemed to be poisoned nonetheless.

He moved his hands quickly, grabbing handfuls of popcorn from the bowl.

He ate with incredible speed, devouring his food with the ferocity of a whirlwind.

He reached out again, only to find nothing.

Qingnangke's hand, which was raised in mid-air, froze. He seemed completely taken aback and asked, "Finished eating?"

Hey, he really did finish the whole bowl of popcorn on the table without anyone noticing!
Even Ji Yang couldn't eat as fast as him.

Ji Yang was holding a bowl of popcorn that was still half full.

Qingnangke's gaze involuntarily shifted to Ji Yang's hands. Ji Yang quickly hid the popcorn behind his back, nervously saying:
"This, this is for me to eat, I can't give it to you."

Qingnangke burst into laughter, then coughed to cover up his embarrassment.

"Fellow Daoist, this is truly the most delicious thing I have ever tasted in my life."

You said this dish costs eleven green coins per bowl?
"Or, how about you give me another thousand bowls?"

Ji Yang's eyes widened as he said, "You...you're giving it all to me? I...I only have a thousand bowls left."

Qingnangke immediately exclaimed with delight, "A thousand bowls is wonderful! Give them all to me! Here, here are one hundred and ten Qi Hua Pills, please accept them, fellow Daoist."

As he spoke, he looked at the woman in purple standing beside him.

The woman in purple rolled her eyes at him, took out a storage pouch from her sleeve, and sure enough, poured out a money bag full of Qi Hua Pills.

She took a tray, counted out 110 Qi Hua Pills, and pushed them toward Ji Yang.

Then, she stared intently at Ji Yang, and Qingnangke also stared intently at Ji Yang.

Little did anyone know, Chen Xu, whom no one could see, was standing next to Ji Yang.

Meanwhile, the Heavenly Book of Food Cauldron beside Chen Xu was opened, and a large number of likes gradually entered his account.

This is... the middle-aged man with the sallow complexion has started selling large quantities of crispy rice candy!
(End of this chapter)