I open a restaurant in the martial arts world

Chapter 260
"Don't talk to me about those useless things, you kid. Before the game is over, hurry up and watch me." Xu Yang waved his hand impatiently.

Flower sedan chairs are carried by everyone.

Although Master Zhang had just issued a verbal order to be beaten and scolded just now, he couldn't really regard Zhang Tianxiang as the second emissary of the shop in Taiping Town.

You know, this is the scene of the Yuntai Mountain Martial Arts Conference.

He himself benefited a lot from watching the game just now.

With the help of Kaitianyan, the moves and responses of those contestants can be traced.

For someone like him with limited knowledge and good eyesight, this occasion is an excellent opportunity for him to gain combat experience.

However, Xu Yang can't patronize himself to benefit, can he?

Seeing that Xu Yang didn't say what he was most afraid of hearing, Zhang Tianxiang was slightly relieved.

As the young master of Flying Eagle Castle who ranks fourth among the Eight Great Sects, he really doesn't lack in knowledge.
The only thing Zhang Tianxiang lacks now is money.

Although he has no plans to run away from home again.

But if you think about it, if he is the majestic young castle master of Flying Eagle Castle, if he only has a few copper coins in his pocket all day, is it plausible?
Of course, Xu Yang's kindness in letting him watch the game, he can't live up to it.

After all, people are purely for his own good, right?

But before leaving, Zhang Tianxiang did not forget to remind: "The shopkeeper, I have sold a bucket of sour plum soup for 25 yuan in silver. I have counted the money several times, so don't make any mistakes when the time comes." gone."

Xu Yang suddenly couldn't laugh or cry.

He flew up and kicked the kid on the buttocks.

What the hell, what do you mean don't make mistakes when the time comes?

Could it be that I, the main character who has opened up, will still be greedy for your share of the few taels of silver?
Zhang Tianxiang, who was kicked by Xu Yang, laughed a bit, then turned and walked towards the ring.

Brothers, settle accounts!
Greedy or not, you have to ask yourself if your heart is black or not.

This kind of thing, who can say for sure?
After kicking that kid, Xu Yang also breathed a sigh of relief.

He glanced into the purse, and finally felt a lot more relieved.

In less than an hour, half of the two large barrels of sour plum soup were sold.

You know, this is sour plum soup that sells for [-] yuan a bowl.

The poor and the rich.

Those who can come to Yuntai Mountain to participate in the martial arts conference cannot be poor.

Uh, except for Zhang Tianxiang.

When the boy mentioned money, his eyes turned green.

Hey, if he is not short of money, can he be so active in selling sour plum soup for himself?

Facts have proved that these martial arts professionals from all corners of the country are really not short of money.

At the lunch stall, Xu Yang's other bucket of sour plum soup was declared sold out.

One five gets five, two five ten, and fifty two hundred and four hundred coins of silver.

Two barrels of sour plum soup, plus the cost of the saltpeter, totaled less than three taels of silver.

In just one morning, he made a net profit of 47 taels of silver.

If this was changed to the time when he was still in Taiping Town, Xu Yang would be able to smile all his teeth if he earned so much money in half a day.

But now, Xu Yang is not very satisfied.

The martial arts conference in Yuntai Mountain is a grand martial arts event held only once every three years.

Specific to each session, it lasted only five days.

On such a big occasion, if he could only earn three or four hundred taels of silver, then his trip would be a waste of time.

That little money can't even be exchanged for two low-level treasure chests, so what's the use?
It’s not going to work like this, we have to find another idea that can make a lot of money, Xu Yang thought to himself.

Of course, if you think about ways to make money, you have to eat lunch too, right?

The martial arts conference held in Yuntai Mountain, as the organizer of the Yuntai Jiao, does not include food or housing.

However, in order to save the trouble of going up and down the mountain halfway, the meal at noon is still provided by Yuntai Jiao.

Just like now, Xu Yang, who was thinking about ways to make money in his heart, was following the others and walking slowly towards the dining table.

In contrast, Zhang Tianxiang, who had just received seven taels of silver, seemed a little heartless.

In half a day, you got seven taels of silver, after five days, you got 70 taels of silver, right?
He doesn't have much thought now, going out to have a good time with the friends who he knew before.

The 70 taels of silver are enough for him to spend for several months, can he not be happy?

"Shopkeeper, the sour plum soup we prepared has been sold out, do we have to go to Yuntai Town down the mountain later?" Zhang Tianxiang asked cheerfully.

If you don't pay close attention to earning such easy money, you will be struck by lightning.

"Well, after dinner, you go down the mountain to pick up two buckets of sour plum soup." Xu Yang replied absently.

Zhang Tianxiang, a heartless guy, can enjoy himself for a long time for a few taels of money.

How could a good young man with ideals and pursuits like him compare himself with this kid?
His brain is full of seeds, but he wants to make a lot of money.

There are ways to make money, but not without it.

It's just that some methods are put here, which seems a bit inappropriate.

Just like the barbecue business, if you set up a stall at night, it may be more appropriate.

But this day, the weather is hot.

Whether anyone eats it is another matter.

On such a hot day, just standing next to the grill to grill skewers is an unbearable tiring job.

Xu Yang was still thinking about a more suitable way to make money in his head, so it was his turn to buy food.

The lunch provided by Yuntai Sect is probably a simple meal in the nature of working meals for later generations.

Naturally, it is impossible to serve delicacies from mountains and seas.

Fortunately, the quantity is large and the tube is enough.

And in the eyes of ordinary people, the taste is not bad.

It's just that Xu Yang, who is used to cooking by himself, seems a little unbearable.

A spoonful of green vegetables is not only cooked a little yellow, but also salted quite heavily.

Could it be that the people taught by Yuntai are still involved in the sale of private salt in private?
The two pieces of meat are quite big, but since they are cut so thickly, why don't you pour some soy sauce for color?
How can people eat such two fat pieces of white meat?

A small fish with the size of three fingers, it looks quite satisfactory.

But the chef you invited from Yuntai, couldn’t even remove the gills of the fish?
Are you trying to kill people without paying for their lives or something?

Looking at the dishes on the plate, Xu Yang couldn't even whet his appetite.

Zhang Tianxiang, who was standing beside him, was also frowning at this time.

During the time when he was hanging out in Taiping Town, Xu Yang's craftsmanship made his mouth tricky.

The meals cooked by ordinary chefs really can't catch Zhang Tianxiang's eyes.

Although after returning to Flying Eagle Fort, he could only helplessly accept the fact that the food level had declined.

But meeting Xu Yang today reminded him of the good time when he enjoyed delicious food in Taiping Town.

In Zhang Tianxiang's heart, he suddenly didn't want to make do with it.

(End of this chapter)