The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Xiao Chen sent Goudan and Xiao Manyu to school in the morning, and picked up people in the afternoon.

Take Duguxue to stroll around when it's okay.

Xiao Chen would go to the top of the mountain every day to see the prison dragon.

The days suddenly stay so calm.

As for Heifeng, he couldn't see the shadow all day long, and he didn't know what bad things he did.

After a week of this, when Xiao Chen strolled down the street again, he suddenly found that there were many more monks on the street.

And there are many foreigners' faces among them.

Xiao Chen just remembered that the martial arts competition seemed to be about to begin.

Xiao Chen walked around, and unexpectedly found some familiar faces, all spiderweb warriors he had seen before.

It seems that security work has also begun.

Xiao Chen remembered something, Xiao Xuexue didn't have enough food.

Basically, Xiao Chen brought out some herbs, with very few fruits.

He couldn't eat the medicinal herbs, and now that the fruit had to be eaten, Xiao Chen had to find something to eat for this little guy.

Xiao Chen went to the college and found Qing Yihou who was writing.

"Being good is the highest priority." Looking at what Qing Yihou was writing, Xiao Chen read it smoothly.

"What kind of **** doesn't make sense." Xiao Chen started rolling his eyes again.

"Ahem." Tsing Yi Hou almost didn't choke to death.

"This is calligraphy. It should be read from right to left. To be superior, you must be good."

"I'm happy to read it this way. Which law stipulates that you must read from right to left?" Xiao Chen was just looking for trouble.

Tsing Yi Hou couldn't laugh or cry, knowing that Xiao Chen's brain circuit is different from others, and he didn't dare to struggle with this issue.

"Little brother, why do you remember that I am here?" Tsing Yi made a pot of tea for Xiao Chen when he packed his things.

Xiao Chen picked up the tea and poured it into Dugu Xue's mouth: "Come and taste it."

"Puff......" Duguxue almost didn't get scalded to death.

Duguxue felt that sooner or later she would be brought to death by Brother Chen.

Tsing Yi Hou looked at it and sweated. Such a hard-core way of bringing a child is really terrifying. I pity the little baby from Dugu's family!

Tsing Yi Hou knew the identity of this child, and as the former head of Cobweb, he still has the right to know these things.

"Cut, but also picky eaters." Xiao Chen picked up a glass by himself and drank it.

"It's not hot, it's not hot at all." Xiao Chen looked at Qing Yihou viciously while holding tea.

Tsing Yi Hou was really speechless, smoking so much smoke, can't you see it?

"By the way, do you know where you can trade a large number of genius treasures?" Xiao Chen asked.

Tsing Yi Hou was stunned for a moment, and looked at Xiao Chen neurotically.

"Your Xiao Datou market has been doing very well, isn't it?"

"Huh?" Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment, and immediately remembered the matter.

At the beginning, the ghost market was flattened by oneself, and Xiao Datou trading market was established. It seems that there has been such a thing.

Seeing that Xiao Chen seemed to think of it, Tsing Yi Hou happily said, "The market, but the world's most famous and largest trading market today, can be said to be Rijindoujin. What kind of genius can not be found?"

Xiao Chen was happy, and someone brought a pillow when he was really going to sleep.

Tsing Yi Hou thought for a moment: "Now, there is a bigger trading market, you can go and see first."

Xiao Chen was a little puzzled, "Where?"

"Just to the east of this city." Qing Yi Hou waved his hand, and a complete topographic map of Minghai City appeared in front of him.

"Because of the martial arts competition, a large number of monks will enter China, and every time in the martial arts competition, practitioners of all walks of life will spontaneously trade."

"In the place where the competition is organized, a huge trading market will be formed."

"Over time, such a tradition has formed, because the gathering of monks from all over the world, the scale of the trading market will be unprecedented."

"There are a lot of monks who don't want to watch the big martial arts competition, they just come to this trading market."

"That's good, you can go and have a look first, and buy some food for Xiao Xuexue first." Xiao Chen happily took out the milk bottle and squeezed another bottle of juice.

Since you can buy food immediately, Xiao Chen doesn't need to save it.

Tsing Yi Hou's eyeballs almost didn't burst. He has seen luxury, but never seen such a luxury.

If you feed this way, even if you have Jinshan and Yinshan at home, you can't stand it!

"Is it really okay for you to feed the child like this?" Qing Yi Hou wiped his sweat.

"It's up to you." Xiao Chen rolled his eyes.

"Uh..." Tsing Yi Hou was speechless.

"By the way, the transaction is to barter, or to use Lingshi as the common currency." Xiao Chen asked.

"There are both, depending on the seller's own needs."

Xiao Chen nodded, looking at the calligraphy and painting next to him, but stretched out his hand, rubbing his three fingers back and forth.

Tsing Yi Hou looked dumbfounded, is this running to ripped off?

Tsing Yi Hou reluctantly took out a bag, "There are a thousand purple spirit stones here. I have only so many of them, and many are gone."

"I buy a fart for such a little spirit stone, and Xiao Xuexue in my family will eat it in a few days." Xiao Chen muttered in an angry voice.

"Would you like Cobweb to sponsor you some?" Qing Yihou asked.

"Forget it, you can keep it for yourself."

There are so many monks in the spider web, and the daily expenses are not small. Xiao Chen is not mentally retarded, and naturally knows the difficulties of others.

"Grandma's, there must be good things on that dead pig. After so many years in Heifeng Mountain, so many good things have been put into his pocket."

"Let the dead pig take out some and sell it. Xiao Xuexue won't have a living expense."

Xiao Chen felt that he was extremely witty.

"By the way, I have to let you know about something." Qing Yi Hou said when Xiao Chen was about to leave.

"Say."

"There is a golden piglet, is it your pet?" Qing Yi Hou asked.

Xiao Chen shook his head: "No, that's my brother."

"What's wrong? Did that dead pig cause trouble again?"

Tsing Yi Hou smiled bitterly: "Your brother, now the scenery is very good, he is buying other people's shops, and the gravel streets are almost bought by him."

"Puff..." Xiao Chen almost didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood, this dead pig was really panicking.

"I heard that he is going to build some entertainment city. This is the academy. It's not good to build such a thing.

Tsing Yi Hou smiled bitterly and continued: "Moreover, there have been a lot of complaints in the past two days. If those shop owners don't sell the storefronts, they will directly beat and smash them. You don't think this is a problem!"

"I have to make him a roast suckling pig." Xiao Chen smoked from the top of his head.

...

On the gravel street, a large group of men in all suits were listening to the words of a golden pig.

These men in suits have all the big bald heads, with a piglet tattooed on their heads, and each one is aggressive and looks like a gang of gangsters.

"Today, today, if all the shops here have not moved out, I will break your legs."

The golden piglet is naturally a black wind, this stuff is really idle, and it is actually playing the underworld.

In his words, it feels good to be the boss.