Chapter 438

"Boss He, this is not the same as what we said. We are partners. I hope you can be honest and sell these things to us." Yi Shan said through gritted teeth.

With a slap on the abacus with his right hand, Shopkeeper He sneered: "Integrity? How much is integrity worth, all of you skirmishers want to become mercenaries, just like toads wanting to eat swan meat, I think you are dreaming. If you want to buy weapons, you can buy them, and if you don’t, you can leave.”

"If it really doesn't work, then, can we take credit first, and after we come back from the foggy forest, we'll give you the rest of the money, what do you think?" Yi Shan couldn't help but grit his teeth and said, this is the last concession, Can't let these brothers die?

As if he heard a big joke, shopkeeper He knocked on the abacus and said angrily: "Shit, can you come back alive after going to the foggy forest? If I give you the weapons on credit, I will send them to the funeral. Come on, pay with one hand and deliver with one hand, leave without the magic core, don't block my business here!"

Wang Bo was even more annoyed, his strong arm slammed hard on the counter, and said coldly: "Yi Shan, whatever he does, let me teach him a lesson first, sit on the ground and raise the price, bah, what! "

"Come on, come and beat me, I want to see how brave you are as a mercenary!" Shopkeeper He is not afraid of anything. There are people in this town who are watching. As long as Wang Bo makes a move, he will be the beneficiary.

Seeing Shopkeeper He like this, Wang Bo was so angry that he couldn't say a word, and stared at Shopkeeper He fiercely. He really didn't know why he wanted to cooperate with such a powerful villain at that time!

"There is no weapon, what can we do, the twenty or so of us can't go up with our bare hands and some dull weapons, right?" Yi Shan also frowned and looked at Feng Qingge helplessly.

At the moment, Feng Qingge is dragging her chin with one hand and looking at the person opposite. The stall is just some ordinary noodles, but they are charged an exorbitant price. People passing by, but there are If you are greedy, go eat a bowl and go. Then burn the knife wine, add a few plates of beef, and go to the forest after eating, and the drink will strengthen the courage.

"Little Bingzi, what time is it, why are you still staring at other people's stalls? What do you say? We can't have a weapon for the two of us, right?" Li Hai was almost dying of anxiety, but Feng Qingge But it was a calm look, which made him even more speechless.

The light in his head suddenly appeared, and Feng Qingge couldn't help but snapped his fingers and laughed: "I have a solution, and things can be exchanged with magic cores, right?"

"Of course, what are you going to do... Shouldn't it be a plan..." Seeing the deep look in Feng Qingge's eyes, Li Hai couldn't help shivering.

Three shots in the sun, a group of skirmishers surrounded the blacksmith shop, a temporary stall, and the surrounding things were bought from other places. Countless passers-by just glanced at them with a strange look, some walked away quickly, and some stayed there.

flour……

water……

yolk……

The things that were prepared were presented in front of her eyes. Feng Qingge rolled up her sleeves and hooked the corner of her mouth slightly upward, but she saw that her left hand sank slightly and divided a piece out of a pile of flour. She took it back, and with a slight shake, the flour around her moved towards both sides with her movements, forming a natural circle.

"Ka..." The egg in the right hand fell, just on the circular wooden board, Feng Qingge's hands were lifted up, like eagle claws, the five fingers were drawn together, and she took a deep breath of cold air. The next moment, her right foot slammed toward the ground, and the strength of her waist suddenly turned away, driving her arms, and her whole body shook, just like a dragon going out to sea. The flour swirls with her movements.

The water dripped into the flour, her hands like white jade kneaded open on the chopping board, and her wrists could rotate 360 ​​degrees, as if there were no bones, and the flour in her hands turned with her fingers. When he opened, the flour was torn around, and he actually took the initiative to draw a circle.

If someone who knows the goods is here, they will be shocked. Feng Qingge's trick is one of the nine hands of purgatory, and the kneading method used is the softness of Tai Chi, which perfectly kneads the flour. , making the flour more chewy.

The ball in her hand kept turning, rising with her movements, echoing between Feng Qingge's hands.

"I'm going, look, look, how is this done!"

"It's amazing, someone is actually playing with flour like this, it's the first time I've seen it!"

"What is this, it's just dough, why is it so funny?"

The onlookers who did not know the truth stared at the scene in front of them, their jaws almost falling to the ground.

Some people even clapped their hands and applauded, and quickly took out a magic core from their pockets and threw it on the ground as a reward to Feng Qingge.

"This treats us as entertainers!" Li Hai didn't expect such a scene at all, and hurriedly bent down to pick up the magic core, and said with a smile: "This way, it's actually pretty good."

They beat gongs and drums in a hurry, and the surrounding skirmishers cheered and cheered for Feng Qingge. Those onlookers who have money support a money field, and those who don't have money to support a personal field.

At this moment, Feng Qingge didn't notice everything around her. All her attention was on the dough. She sank her hands, and the dark energy in her hands was aroused. The dough suddenly flew into the air. He grabbed the fire stick behind him, and only heard a "swoosh". The flying flour had been hit back by the fire stick, like a bowling ball, and fell on the chopping board.

Pressing the end of the fire stick with one hand, Feng Qingge's wrist swayed away, and the round lump of flour became extremely slender under her shaking. In the blink of an eye, the original dough turned into dozens of pieces and fell on the chopping board.

Picking up the steamer, Feng Qingge quickly put the steamed buns in it, just steam it in the steamer for a while, and the steamed buns will be ready.

Patting his hands, Feng Qingge looked at the people around him in surprise, the corners of his mouth ticked upwards, and said with a soft laugh: "The small steamed buns secretly made by the Feng family, each with a magic core, the taste is pure and never adulterated. , make sure you eat one and think about two."

"Cut!" These words were said, and those who were watching the fun spit and left. Where have I seen such expensive steamed buns, one magic core, so why not grab it?

Shopkeeper He, who was looking at the excitement, snorted disdainfully and continued to slap the abacus in his hand.