Changsheng: I can sell everything

Chapter 11 Pure Wishing Pill
Pregnancy Pill!
On Liuquan Street, Yan Hanzhang in the night clenched the porcelain bottle in his hand, a kind of belated ecstasy welled up in his heart.

His elder sister has been married to the Xu family for ten years. As the eldest daughter-in-law, she manages the family business, manages the housework, respects her parents-in-law, loves her younger siblings... It can be said that she has done everything well!
She was supposed to hold the voice of the eldest daughter-in-law in Xu's family. Xu's family is also a rare congenital family in Suyang City. Isn't it easy to protect Yan's family?
But sister has no other choice for ten years. In the past two years, Mr. Xu's family has taken concubines one after another. Among them, a concubine from Chen's family is now pregnant.The Chen family has risen from this, and more than half of the suppression that Yan Hanzhang has suffered here even comes from the Chen family!
The Chen family is so arrogant, isn't it because of a pregnant belly?But what if Sister can also conceive?

Not only that, there is also a recipe next to Yunzi Dan.

Yan Hanzhang recognized that this was a recipe of MSG. The recipe stated that this substance is actually the essence of the five flavors, which can be adapted to any dish, and can greatly enhance the flavor and freshness, and turn decay into magic.

As the owner of a restaurant, Yan Hanzhang can understand the value of this thing.

As long as the formula is true, this thing is the best fulcrum for him to get out of the current predicament.

Of course, Yan Hanzhang also knew that the reason why the Chen family dared to bully him so blatantly was because the elder sister had fallen into a disadvantage in the dispute between wives and concubines, but in fact... how could he know that there was no acquiescence from the Xu family behind this matter?

A first wife who has lost the family behind her, and a first wife who has had nothing to do for many years, occupying a position is a waste!
But take your time.He had this adventure today, so what if he wants to sell his soul in the future?Just give him a chance, let him rise...

The night was dark, but Yan Hanzhang's heart was surging.

Under the faint light, he squeezed the monosodium glutamate formula and Yunzi Pill in his hands, but found that the black shadow that was still floating beside him had disappeared at some point.

Yan Hanzhang was a little panicked, and quickly asked tentatively, "Shen Zun, are you still there?"

When there was no response, Yan Hanzhang searched again, but found nothing.

He quickly chose a direction and bowed from a distance: "The disciple respectfully sends the deity."

As for the avatar of the god who was gifted respectfully by him, Song Ciwan had of course left long ago.

Tool people don't need too much contact, she is just an ordinary demon cleaning servant, what kind of righteous and righteous nameless deity has anything to do with her?

Jishanfang, Song Ciwan returned home quietly.

The big white goose didn't notice her leaving, and naturally it couldn't notice her return either. It was sleeping soundly in the goose cage.

Song Ciwan leaned over to look at its naive sleeping appearance, and couldn't help but smile.

Yan Hanzhang is a qualified tool man. Not only did he readily provide a lot of money, but he also allowed Song Ciwan to collect two different qi.

So, after Song Ciwan returned home, he could open the blind box again.

She returned to her room, and first hid the 350 taels of silver she had received separately in her wardrobe and the wooden box under the bed, then washed her hands and meditated, calling out the scales of heaven and earth.

The first kind of qi: [There is great terror between life and death, human desire, hatred and fear, three catties and seven taels, which can be traded. 】

Sold it, in exchange for [First Level Divine Channel Technique: Infinite Strength].

To put it simply, this is a supernatural power that increases strength. Power, it is so simple and unpretentious, yet so indispensable.

good, very good.

Song Ciwan wanted to laugh, but held back, the night was quiet, why laughing, as long as he secretly had fun in his heart!

The second type of energy: [All things have spirits, everyone can believe in them, and the power of vows can be sold for a catty of nine taels. 】

This gas is a bit interesting, it actually comes from Yan Hanzhang's power of faith.

Song Ciwan pretended to be a ghost, and fabricated a righteous, upright and nameless deity at will. He didn't want to expose himself, but who would have thought that he would be able to collect the power of faith from Yan Hanzhang because of this!

She tried to sell it, and then got a colorless and transparent pill the size of a longan: [Wishing Power Pill, refined by the willingness of believers, this is a pure grade. Help speed up your practice. 】

Song Ciwan held this Wishing Power Pill in his hand, and felt warm and comfortable after touching it, like a jade bead.

She pondered over all the information she had just obtained, thinking about it for a while.

This day, there were still six resales left for Tiandi Scale, and Song Ciwan used up all the remaining six opportunities while thinking non-stop.

One time she sold a basket of pomegranates and got a pregnancy pill.

This is how the Yunzi Pill given to Yan Hanzhang earlier came from. It is extremely difficult for ordinary people to obtain, but here in Song Ciwan, it is actually a basket of pomegranates!

She took back all the materials she had sold, together with the pregnancy pill, into the scales of heaven and earth, and then took the wishing pill and Zhuangqi pill to start today's practice.

The pure-level Vow Power Pill has no cause and effect, and has no side effects. Song Ciwan planned to try it to see how much this so-called aid in cultivation can help.

After such a night of practice, it will be dawn again.

At dawn, the sound of rooster crowing in the distance lifted the clouds in the sky, and streaks of skylight shone down on the earth.

In the small courtyard of the Song family, the big white goose poked out its head unwilling to be lonely, raised its long neck, and sang loudly: "Quack! Quack! Quack!"

Song Ci woke up late and looked inside himself, only to feel that the true energy in his body was flowing like the water of a mountain stream, lively and harmonious, and when it flowed into his dantian, it was a clear pool, three feet deep, and its capacity had surpassed that of ten years ago yesterday. times and more.

Wish Power Pill, what kind of Wish Power Pill is this? It should be called Ten Times Experience Pill, no... it should even be called Hundred Times Experience Pill!

Refining and transforming qi, Song Ciwan felt that his practice in the qi transforming period had grown a lot.If the true energy mana is calculated by years, she can have at least 50 years of cultivation now!
The confidence to survive is a little more, which is really pleasant to the body and mind.

The big white goose quacked and came over to urge the meal. Song Ciwan squatted down and hugged it, but the big white goose screamed: "Quack! Quack!"

Huh?Huh?

what's the situation?The little thing suddenly became hypocritical?

Soon, Song Ciwan discovered that it wasn't the big white goose being hypocritical, but she was covered in stinky sweat and expelled a thick layer of dirt.

That smell, that lethality, the big white goose roared angrily: "Quack! Quack——"

Song Ciwan ran away in shame, and hurriedly fetched water to wash.

The skyrocketing skill overnight, the result is to wash the essence and cut the marrow, remove the turbidity and keep the clean, but the white goose is suffering...

Song Ciwan took a shower and changed clothes immediately, and started cooking.

After it was done, she distributed a pot of food to the big white goose, kept another portion for herself, and brought the rest to the next bedroom, and enshrined it in front of the tablet of Song Youde and his wife.

Ever since she came to this world, Song Ciwan had a feeling that she was indistinguishable from the original owner. She inherited her body and her memory, so naturally she also had to take on her responsibilities and obligations.

Although her will is mainly based on Song Ciwan who traveled through time, how can she know that Song Ciwan in this world is not her two sides?
Maybe they were the same person, but at that moment, she awakened Su Hui from her previous life, breaking the mystery of the womb!

Song Ciwan stood in front of the memorial tablet of Song Youde and his wife. After worshiping, they were silent for a moment, and then whispered: "Father, mother, time flies so fast, in a blink of an eye I almost forget what it was like when you were still around."

"Have you reunited underground? Are you practicing the merits of the afterlife?"

"If there is an afterlife, I hope that the two elders will be born in wealth, live in leisure, be safe and healthy, and live a happy life."

"I……"

She was a little bit speechless, but certain words, certain things, were always pressed in her heart.

From that day, through the eyes of the fox demon, she saw the scene of the death of the little official under the Poxue knife, and learned that the pension of the demon catching official was not 50 taels, but 100 taels—that moment Since then, the waves in her heart have already set off.

This matter is not fair, and the waves are endless.

When people live in this world, it is necessary to protect themselves, but there are also some things that must be done.

Song Ciwan said: "Father, mother, don't be in a hurry, I know, I understand, I know what to do. I won't be in a hurry, but I can start preparing..."

A ray of morning light came in from the window, shining on Song Ciwan's porcelain-white half cheek, reflecting a smile at the corner of her mouth.

There is another kind of tranquility, as if the lotus is half-opened, and the still water flows deep.

(End of this chapter)