The owner behind the stall glared at him unhappily. "Are you going to buy it or not? Don't give them random orders. They won't understand."
Then the boss kicked the table and said, "Bang! Bang! Who told you to stop?"
The two chickens were clucking and clawing at each other.
Meng Yi became interested and asked the boss curiously, "Are these chickens intelligent?"
Could it be that the mutants in the wilderness are not as good as a chicken?
"There's a guy who's actually giving instructions to the ritual magic fixed on this table. Can a chicken understand human language?"
The boss sneered: "Are you stupid?"
Meng Yi shook his head and looked to the left at the winter melon that was shouting, "Selling winter melon! Haha~oh~288 oh~"
It only has one mouth, and when Meng Yi asked other questions, it would only repeat this sentence.
Glancing at his sleeping boss, Meng Yi asked tentatively, "Give me half?"
He automatically stretched out a handful of bamboo shoots from under the table and cut the winter melon in half.
Later, Donggua started crying loudly and woke up the boss...
Uh, Meng Yi stared blankly at the boss who quickly packed half a winter melon, weighed it, and collected the money. He couldn't help but say:
"Is your melon...authentic?"
"What do you mean?" The boss was a little confused.
"Ahem." Meng Yi smiled awkwardly. "What I mean is, how do you grow winter melons? From the soil?"
"That's right, I grew it!" The boss patted his chest proudly, "I contracted a piece of land in the agricultural zone."
"oh…"
Meng Yi took a look at the boss who looked relatively normal, and after thinking about it, he gave up the idea of asking further questions.
If he really asked the truth, he was afraid that he would lose his appetite again.
He didn't want to know anything about fertilization, seed sources, or cultivation methods.
He strolled over and bought some spare ribs and vermicelli.
These things are much cheaper than if the chef makes them directly. It seems that everyone assumes that the food prepared by the chef is higher-end.
Meng Yi went to buy some seasonings and learned some bad news here.
These condiments are made by the chefs.
Oh…
It seems I have been eating all the time!
He went home with a strange, desperate mentality.
As he passed the tavern door on his way home, he saw something strange on the notice.
[Marriage Seeking: Sister of Human Suffering, looking for a scumbag...]
There were new red words written on it: [I will commit domestic violence!] and a little man with his hands on his hips behind him.
[Go away, I know how to do it better than you! I want to experience the pain of love, you idiot~]
Meng Yi shook his head, and then met Luan Shan head-on.
The other person was carrying a large package, and nodded with a smile when he saw him:
"I was just wondering if you'd be interested in joining me on a trip into the wilderness. I think someone like you would be a reliable companion in the wilderness.
Moreover, I witnessed your strength yesterday."
Meng Yi slowly shook his head and rejected the proposal. He returned to the city this time to explore something.
For example, the uniqueness of supernatural powers can be initially tested through insect breeding, ritual magic, and newly acquired mechanical proficiency.
For example, verify some information about the mutant city.
Besides, if he went to the wilderness again, he would definitely go to an alienated city and would not be with other people.
He just reminded her seriously: "Wu Tong has been wandering around Jing'an City. You should be more careful when you go to the wilderness."
Luan Shan nodded slightly, "Thank you, but I probably won't stay near Jing'an City."
Yes, as a knight of the first rank, Luan Shan can indeed go farther.
But Meng Yi had some doubts at this time. He hesitated and said, "What are you going to do in the wilderness? You are not short of money recently."
"Relaxing, and hunting mutants in the wilderness is also a righteous act."
Luan Shan raised his palm-leaf fan-sized hand and said, "Goodbye!"
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