I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating: 18|Eighteen dragons
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Facts have proved that Uncle Zong didn’t dislike Wanwan’s extravagance. Although he disliked it very much, he still seriously took the half pack of seeds that Mu Wanwan handed over. He only glanced at it and said, “Here are some Ordinary vegetable seeds."
Mu Wanwan twitched the corner of her mouth and took the seeds. She knew that Ao Qin could not give her anything good, but it was good to have vegetable seeds. She could grow some vegetables in the yard in the future.
"Senior, I wonder if you have the seeds of a plant with sufficient spiritual power to nourish the body?" Mu Wanwan asked again. She actually wanted to buy Mr. Long some medicine that was good for nourishing the body. , but she probably couldn't afford it, so she decided to see if there were any seeds first.
After she said this, she obviously felt that Uncle Zong’s eyes in front of her were softer, but his tone was still very strong, "You girl can probably cultivate the first-level Blue Star Grass. It is difficult to cultivate this thing, but The nourishing effect is moderate, but it is also expensive. One Bixingcao seed costs five copper coins."
Uncle Zong probably felt that she had something in common with him, so he thought for a while and said, "If you cultivate a first-level green star grass, you can bring it to me in exchange for spiritual stones. Four plants Bixingcao, I will give you a low-grade spiritual stone."
When Mu Wanwan heard this, his eyes lit up. If you think about it this way, cultivating Bixing grass is more profitable than burning grass, and it can also nourish Mr. Long's body.
She took out her little worn pocket and began to count the spiritual stones inside——
Originally, the monthly package was for a medium-grade spiritual stone and three silver coins, but Fuliu swallowed some and gave Hongye a low-grade spiritual stone. Mr. Long used one piece, leaving eight pieces left. As for silver coins, I spent one for entry fee and two for groceries, but they were all used up.
Because spirit stones are relatively rare, if a low-grade spirit stone is directly exchanged for silver coins, it can be exchanged for 12-15 pieces. She can come out once every ten days, and buying a low-grade spirit stone with burning grass seeds is enough.
But one silver coin can only buy two Blue Star Grass seeds... Mr. Long usually uses spiritual stones to heal his wounds.
Mu Wanwan thought for a while, gritted her teeth, and decided to buy another low-grade spiritual stone, the Green Star Grass seed. If she could cultivate it, it would be good for making money or feeding Mr. Long.
"Senior, I would like to exchange for a low-grade spiritual stone burning grass seed, and buy a low-grade spiritual stone green star grass seed."
Uncle Zong took two low-grade spiritual stones in his big hand, walked to the side, picked out enough seeds and handed them to her.
"Thank you, senior." Mu Wanwan took the two bags of seeds, which were not very heavy, and carefully collected them, preparing to go to the pharmacy to have a look.
"Little girl, wait." Uncle Zong saw that she was about to leave, but he couldn't hold it back. He took out a small dusty bag from behind the counter and handed it to her, "When the time comes, sprinkle this dirt on the On ordinary soil, the success rate can be improved."
Mu Wanwan was overjoyed. She took the dirty-looking dirt outside the bag and thanked Uncle Zong several times.
"It's nothing, everything is difficult, everything is difficult." Uncle Zong didn't know what he was thinking of, and his tone was a bit lonely.
Mu Wanwan guessed that it had something to do with the person behind the curtain, but she didn't know enough to ask. She only thanked him a few more times before leaving with the Lan'er brothers and sisters.
After leaving the shop, Feng handed the frame behind him and the vegetables inside to Mu Wanwan.
"I'm giving you this frame too." Feng pursed his lips slightly, tilted his head slightly and looked away, "I have many more at home, and this frame only costs one or two copper coins."
He said a lot in a cold voice, and Mu Wanwan did not refuse his kindness. When his eyes passed Lan'er's loose hood, he had an idea in his mind.
"Thank you then." Mu Wanwan took the heavy frame with one hand, touched Lan'er's head with the other hand, and quietly placed a low-grade spiritual stone in her hood.
She did it very covertly, so Feng didn't notice it. Lan'er did notice the weight of the hood and looked up at her suspiciously.
Mu Wanwan patted her head and waved, "Thank you for today. Goodbye."
She is not a very generous person, but if Feng hadn’t introduced her this time, she might have been able to find someone selling burning grass seeds, but the price would never be this cheap, let alone buy Bixing grass. Seed.
Although Feng and Laner were willing, she couldn't take it for granted.
A low-grade spiritual stone can repay the cause and effect of leading the way and introducing it, which is considered very worthwhile.
Mu Ben is carrying the frame and is in a good mood——
She gained a lot today. Next, she went to a drugstore she passed before to check out. By the way, she also looked at the prices of clothes. She thought she would buy some clothes for Mr. Long.
In the cabinet at home, there are only the quilts and clothes she brought. Mr. Long’s things are very few. People say that Long is a money-lover and likes shiny things, but in Mr. Long’s palace, the most valuable thing is that A bed =_=! !
Actually, she has always had a question. Mr. Long is actually a full fruit now. Although it is half-dragon, she has not seen it (wow——). It is not that she really wants to see it, but she is just very curious_ (:з ∠)_
The original book is not finished, and the plot does not say that Mr. Long is in this way with Bai Shuiyao. She only sees that Mr. Long is in love with Bai Shuiyao, so she doesn’t know if he really doesn’t have that ability. Is the legend that there are two dragons (beep——) a lie?
Mu Wanwan didn’t know what was going on, but she accidentally found out about Mr. Long’s physical health problems from making clothes for Mr. Long. When she came back to her senses, her ears were a little red. She shook her head and felt deeply. I felt dirty, but I happily decided to buy some fabrics for emergencies.
Finally, she went to a relatively cheap shop and bought a large piece of cotton cloth. The boss was kind enough to give her eight silver coins without the cost of the cloth.
Mu Wanwan carefully put away the silver coins and went to the drugstore to broaden her horizons. The drugstore was very expensive. Even the second-level Baizhen fruit with poor quality cost two low-grade spiritual stones. She felt that it was not as good as She didn't buy it, and finally spent one silver coin on a bottle of bruise potion for mortals. Her legs and lower abdomen still hurt a little, and Mr. Long's ointment was only that small, so I'm afraid it wasn't enough.
By the time she finished shopping, it was already getting late, and many vendors and shops were selling food. The steamed buns and sesame seed cakes that she originally didn't want to eat in modern times were so delicious that it almost made her salivate. Came down.
"Spicy meat buns, made from first-order spiritual pork, five copper coins each!"
The boss’s shouting was so loud that Mu Wanwan swallowed in shame and turned his eyes uncontrollably——
The meat buns are made of pork belly. They must have thin skin and plenty of stuffing. The pork belly is very tender. Once you take a bite, it is fresh, salty and smooth. The slightly hot juice explodes in your mouth. It is paired with the sweetness of the white noodles, although it is a little bit. It's oily, but the large meatballs inside can satisfy people's appetite...
Mu Wanwan gritted his teeth in pain and simply ran towards the meat stall in his memory. Damn it, what kind of steamed buns were there to eat? He just bought the soul pork and went back to stew the soup and drink it with Mr. Long!
"Boss, how much does a pound of spiritual pork cost?"
"Five silver coins per catty." The meat seller, a chubby aunt, said happily after hearing this.
Mu Wanwan caught a glimpse of the bones that were casually placed aside and haggled, "Boss, how about I buy half a catty of meat and give me a few bones?"
"Haha, what you have in mind is really beautiful," the boss also laughed, "bones are worth one silver coin per catty, no two prices."
Mu Wanwan gritted his teeth, "Five silver coins, half a catty of meat, four catties of bones."
"No two prices." The boss still smiled and refused to give in.
In the end, this cruel war, although there was no smoke, ended with the boss winning. Mu Wanwan spent three silver coins to buy a little meat and two pounds of bones. She considered that Mr. Long was just swallowing instinctively now, It may not be very convenient to eat meat, so buy more bones.
When she left the city carrying a somewhat heavy backpack and saw the red leaves waiting outside, it was already noon.
"Madam, are you done shopping?" Hongye held the cow rope with one hand and glanced at the heavy-looking backpack on Mu Wanwan's back.
"Yes." Mu Wanwan responded and put the backpack away, "Let's go back quickly."
Mr. Long is still waiting for her at home.
"Okay." Hongye didn't have a nagging temperament. After she sat down, she drove the bullock cart back.
Mu Wanwan hammered her aching legs after walking for several hours. Seeing the elves’ market getting further and further away, she felt a little emotional in her heart. She didn’t even know where to complain about how she was living her life. That's good.
The journey was a bit long. Mu Wanwan fell asleep with his backpack on the bullock cart. When he woke up again, he had already entered the tyrant's palace and was about to reach the palace.
"Madam, walk slowly."
After bidding farewell to Hong Ye, Mu Wanwan carried a backpack, took out the key, and opened the door to the tyrant's chamber.
As soon as she opened the door, she felt something was wrong. There was a rotten smell in the air.
Her first reaction was that the first-order spiritual pork she had just spent three silver coins on was spoiled. She even wanted to call the boss a liar, but when she checked, she found that the meat in the basket was not spoiled.
Oops!
Mu Wanwan thought of something. After putting down his backpack and closing the door, he hurriedly ran towards the room——
Could it be that while she was away, that bad dragon Ao Qin came to bully Mr. Long?