C468 Famous first world war old flying fish private advanced academy 8

He told them to seal it in a box and deliver the goods to the school when they were done.

"Hey, Yuan Feiyu!" A male voice came from behind him. Yuan Feiyu turned around and saw that it was a familiar voice. She also smiled and greeted him, "Hello!"

"I'm so happy to meet you again!" The handsome beast human giggled with a face full of joy, looking at Yuan Feiyu alone.

"I'm very happy too …" Before Yuan Feiyu could finish his words, he was pinched by the Xue Mei. Oh, oh, Grandma also didn't see how black father's face was.

Yuan Feiyu subconsciously turned his head back to look at Di Jiye, and deeply understood the meaning of the Xue Mei. Extreme Night, this is my good friend. That … "Whip!"

The face of the Whip immediately became dejected. It could only lift the corner of its mouth into a smile that was not a smile, "How do you do, Extreme Night?"

Di Jiye nodded slightly. Because Devil Realm did not have the etiquette to shake hands, Yuan Feiyu was very happy to not see the awkward scene of the two males struggling to shake hands.

"What are you doing here?" Qiu Xiaobao ignored the murderous look in father's eyes and started talking to Yue Yang on his own.

"Oh, you must be that egg." The plain and simple Fellow Tiger Whip was truly not likeable.

Qiu Xiaobao's face darkened, but he maintained the most elegant and shameless smile his descendants had, "Since you've come to this place, you're our guest. Come over to my place later, my mother will roast some delicious meat."

"Oh, really? Hehe … Thank you so much. " Tiger Whip helplessly scratched his head: "Every time I come to deliver wool ingredients to this house, Mixed-blood Devil Clan seems to be extremely unwilling to give people meat, so I give a plate of it directly to a Meow Beast. One must know, Meow Beasts have so little meat, I can't fill myself up every time."

Yuan Feiyu nodded his head with a look of sympathy. The Meow Beast was around the same size as a rabbit on his parent planet, and after peeling the flesh on its body, its meat was only about two to three kilograms. Furthermore, normal Demon Clan ate raw food, saying that this would allow them to better maintain their stamina. Yuan Feiyu knew that this was the reason behind the salt in the animal blood. Moreover, meat was not seasoned and did not care much about heat. Whether cooked or cooked, for these aboriginals who were used to eating meat and meat, it was nothing more delicious than raw meat. Burned or half-cooked ones were obviously worse.

In nature, animals needed time to grow. Everyone ate as much as they wanted, so there was definitely not enough food. That was why everyone treasured their food while simultaneously practicing their magic tactics to minimize the amount of food they ate. From the first to the third stage, they would have to eat once a day or the next day, and once every week or ten days, from the fourth stage to the sixth level. Although the ones with seventh level and above had a higher level of appetite, because it was easier for them to have money and food, they would also eat them about once a week. Furthermore, every meal ranged from 10 to 100 jin of meat.

Using two or three catties of meat like this to entertain customers showed how stingy the shop owner was. The few of them looked at each other, feeling that it would be troublesome if they got into contact with each other in such a stingy manner. Thus, they took the tiger whip with them and went back home.

Seeing Yuan Feiyu's group, the eyes of many students who were registering lit up, and they immediately surrounded him: "Is that Fourth Prince? Is it the little princess, or is it the original principal? " They chattered, "My name is AAA, my name is BBB, my name is CC …"