When Mo Bei came to this world, he found that people in this world did not pay much attention to eating. This is the most delicious crab on earth, and not many people can make it here.

Long Haotian licked his lips while swallowing his saliva, staring at the crab meat rolling in the water pot: "Big, brother! It smells so good. I really admire you more and more!"

Mo Bei smiled without comment, putting seasonings in his hand from time to time, thinking to himself: What's the difficulty? But you young men from aristocratic families, who usually have clothes and food to open their mouths, and they don't know how to cook without distinguishing grains.

In my previous life, I studied the delicious cooking on the earth very thoroughly. Unfortunately, there are not enough seasonings in this world, otherwise the taste would be better!

Less than half an hour.

A whole pot of delicious crab meat was released, and the rich fragrance drifted with the wind. The disciples of the ** were looking sideways and swallowing their saliva.

Long Haotian, who had been waiting for a long time, couldn't wait, holding a big bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other, scooping crab meat in the black pot, and eating it.

Mo Bei also scooped a spoonful, picked up a piece of crab meat and put it in his mouth to taste it. He nodded with satisfaction, and his voice deliberately increased a little: "Well!! Not bad, fresh but not fishy, ​​it melts in the mouth. The taste is really good. Do you think so?" When he said the last sentence, Mo Bei blinked at Long Haotian.

Long Hao was so smart that he immediately reacted, his eyes rolled, he nodded immediately, and said in a loud voice: "It smells so good, boss!"

"This is the first-level monster, the crab meat of the iron armored crab!"

"Not only did the boss cook delicious, the crab meat also contains spirituality. I heard that eating it will improve your cultivation!"

The sound is not loud or small, but it just falls into everyone's ears.

The disciples around him looked at the two of them with oily mouths and satisfaction. They kept swallowing their saliva, subconsciously approaching them, and surrounded them next to the black pot.

"Guru, Guru!"

The sound of swallowing saliva is endless.

Finally someone in the crowd couldn't help but ask, "Blood Demon, you can't finish eating this iron-armored crab anyway. Why don't we try it too?"

"Okay," before Mo Bei could speak, Long Haotian took over the conversation: "No problem. One spirit bead and one bowl!"

"So expensive!" The disciples around were heartbroken and a little reluctant.

"Hey, do you like to buy it or not." Long Haotian smiled and said treacherously: "You must know that this is not ordinary crab meat. But the first-level monster, the crab meat of the iron-armored crab! The meat contains spirituality, which is richer than the spirituality of the century-old Ganoderma lucidum!"

"The cafeteria also has the same crab soup, but one bowl is three spirit beads!"

"A spirit bead, I still think it's cheap!"

This was so heartbroken that everyone was so hungry that someone finally started to pay for it and handed Long Haotian a spirit bead: "Give me a bowl!"

"Okay!" Long Haotian took the spirit beads and handed them to Mo Bei. He deliberately scooped a large bowl of crab meat. The crab meat was almost spread out and handed over.

The disciple held the bowl in both hands, grabbed it and ate it with his hands, and swallowed it voraciously, wishing he could even swallow his tongue.

"It's so delicious! I've never eaten such delicious crab meat."

"Hehe, hurry up."

Long Haotian laughed: "This iron-armored crab meat contains spirituality. After eating it, hurry up and go to meditate and practice, which will be of great benefit to your cultivation."

Someone took the lead, and the crowd around him was in agitation and couldn't help but unbutton them.

"Give me a bowl!"

"Give me two bowls!"

"Hey, are there any more? Don't rob it, I'll come first!"

The disciples around were rushing to the top, afraid that they would sell out the crab meat if they were one step late.

Less than a cup of tea.

The iron pot of crab meat was sold out and found it to the bottom.

"call……"

Long Haotian sat on the ground leaning against the bluestone, with his breasts exposed, sweating all over his body, but his mouth was so happy that he couldn't close: "Brother, how many have we sold today, how many are there?"

"Fifty-five bowls," Mo Bei took out the pile of spirit beads stained with crab oil from his sleeve, and pointed it out, saying in surprise: "Fifty-five spirit beads, it seems that this business can be done!"

"Haha!" Long Haotian sat upright in surprise, rubbed his nose that was stained with the ash at the bottom of the pot: "Damn it, I just made fifty-five spirit beads. This is more than I would feed that shit spirit pet in 20 days!"

"Hold it." Mo Bei pushed the pile of spirit beads apart and cut them into two parts, grabbed a handful of spirit beads and stuffed them into Long Haotian's hand: "Let's go tomorrow, kill more iron-armored crabs and make more crab meat!"

The latter was not polite either. He held it with joy on his face and accepted it with merciless agreement: "Okay!"

At this moment, a sharp, extremely strange sound sounded in the ears of the two.

"Oh, isn't this a little bitch that fed us with the Fire Rock Cubs yesterday?"

"Long Aotian? Tsk tsk, little bazaar, it turns out that we were beaten up yesterday and didn't dare to go. I hid here to sell crab meat."

These voices were a little sarcastic, which made people extremely uncomfortable.

Mo Bei and Long Haotian frowned at the same time and looked up.

Seeing the three outer disciples walking down from the wooden arch bridge, they looked arrogant and domineering, and walked slowly over with a disdainful sneer on their lips.

One of the disciples with scars on his face kicked away the big bowl that had been thrown on the ground before he could finish it.

The big bowl splashed the soup, gulp, and rolled to Mobei's heels.

The scar disciple didn't care. He glanced at Mo Bei and fell on Long Haotian. He smiled maliciously and said, "Little Baby, you have made a lot today."

Mo Bei's eyes were taken back from the big bowl in front of him, and fell on the face of the scar disciple. His brows frowned slightly and asked in a low voice: "Haotian, do you know these people?"

Long Haotian's face was gloomy, his fists were clenched, he stood up, and nodded: "I was with them yesterday to feed the spiritual pet."

Mo Bei nodded without comment, stood behind Long Haotian, without saying a word, and watched the scene quietly.

Long Haotian raised his head and stared at the scar disciples with his eyes slightly widened, neither humble nor arrogant, and said in a deep voice: "What are you here to do!"

The scar disciple seemed to have not heard Long Haotian's words, and walked to the iron pot, picked up a spoon, scooped a spoonful of crab meat, chewed it, and threw the spoon into the iron pot.

"Click!"

The soup splashed in the iron pot.

"It's not bad, it's not bad." The scar disciple smacked his lips, clapped his hands, raised his head and stared at Long Haotian, with a hint of contempt flowing through his eyes:

"I didn't expect that you are a little mess, but you are not useless."

Long Haotian's face turned black, his fists were clattering, and his steel teeth clenched: "You! You are the damn biting!"

“Yo?”

The Scar disciple was not angry, pretending to be surprised, looked at his companion a few times, and then laughed out loud: "Hahaha, this little trash can even talk back?"

"Hahaha, I was crying and calling my parents yesterday."

"Little Miscellaneous!" The scar disciple suddenly stopped laughing, took a breath, snorted coldly, a hint of anger flashed in his eyes, and his hands were bent against each other, crackling: "It's a pity that I didn't throw you into the monster feces pond that day. Today, I..."

Before he finished speaking, the sharp-mouthed disciple beside him pulled the sleeves of the scar disciple and whispered: "Brother, there are people around him."

The Scar disciples subconsciously looked at them and realized that their actions just now attracted many disciples around to look here.

"Brother, don't be impulsive. Taixu Sect explicitly prohibits it to bully new disciples. If someone sees it and lets the deacon know, we will be in trouble."

The disciple with a sharp mouth and a monkey cheek whispered to remind him.

Hearing this, the Scar disciple's face changed slightly. He took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and his eyes blew away Long Haotian's eyes: "Little Bastard, let's take a look! Humph!"

As he said that, the Scar disciple stepped on the iron pot and turned around.

"Crash!" The iron pot turned to the sky, and the remaining soup spread and spread all over the floor.

Long Haotian lowered his head slightly, his fists trembled with clenched tightly, and his teeth were grinding, creaking. His nails were deeply trapped in the flesh, his eyes flashed and his expression changed.

Long Haotian lowered his head and cleaned up a mess. He packed the big bowls, put them in an iron pot, poured them into clean water, washed the big bowls one by one slowly, and cleaned the crab shells around him. After everything was done, he returned to his stone house silently, without saying a word from beginning to end.

late at night.

The wall outside Long Haotian's stone house suddenly transformed and ripples began to occur. Long Haotian walked out of the room wrapped in his clothes and closed the stone house again.

He looked around and lowered his head, and sank into the darkness lightly and silently. He didn't notice that a figure that merged into the darkness appeared silently on the stone roof at some point.

"This kid." Mo Bei hugged his chest with both hands, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I knew he would take revenge."

"It's better to follow and take a look, so as not to have any accidents." Mo Bei's heart moved, his toes gently pressed the ground, his body floated lightly in the breeze, falling from the stone roof, followed Long Haotian, and quickly sank into the darkness.

Fang Luoyou, who heard the movement, happened to leave the house and witnessed Mo Bei hiding into the darkness.

"Mo Bei? It's so late, where else did he do?"

Fang Luoyou held his chin and lowered his head to think: "Let's follow and take a look."

Immediately, he followed Mo Bei and disappeared into the darkness.

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