"Xia Fukun, show this guy to boss Wang!"

Hearing that Lao Wang was interested, the tombstone also laughed and said to Xia Fukun.

"Well."

Xia Fukun wanted to say "OK!" But when I think about it, no, I'm the seller. How does it feel like I'm a little brother who works for him? What's more, the words of the tombstone also have connotation! What does it mean to show the guy to boss Wang? What kind of guy?! Huh?!

So after thinking about it for a long time, Xia Fukun gave a faint "um". Immediately, a piece of stinky tofu was taken out from the space bracelet.

The stinky tofu summoned by Chang Yuxuan, no matter in function, taste or smell, is strengthened on the original stinky tofu.

So at the moment, even if boss Wang's grocery store has thousands of square meters, the strong smell is still spread all over the grocery store.

"Lying trough!"

"That, the son of Xia Fukun? Are you giving me the whole biochemical weapon? "

Xia Fukun laughed when he heard boss Wang's words.

"What does boss Wang say? It's a kind of food."

Xia Fukun said and handed the stinky tofu to boss Wang.

To be reasonable, when boss Wang saw Xia Fukun's action, he subconsciously stepped back a few steps.

Can you eat such a smelly thing? Is it cold after you buy it?

"Boss Wang, you are a little ignorant. It's called stinky tofu. The more stinky it is, the more delicious it is. I don't believe you can see it."

As the tombstone said, he grabbed a piece of stinky tofu from Xia Fukun's plate and stuffed it into his mouth.

He looks intoxicated.

He has an addictive face.

Boss Wang:

He always felt that this tombstone was Xia Fukun's nursery! Otherwise, this tombstone can be this expression? He has lived for a long time. He doesn't think that such a stinky thing can be good for many times?

"Boss Wang, have a try?"

The tombstone laughingly pushes the plate of stinky tofu in Xia Fukun's hand, and the plate of stinky tofu floats in front of boss Wang.

Boss Wang was sweating on his forehead and swallowed his mouth water with a "grunt" in his throat.

It's not because he thinks how delicious the stinky tofu is, but because he thinks that if he can't make a good stinky tofu, he may have to belch

He looked at Xia Fukun and then at the tombstone.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that these two guys may be together, ready to come to murder!

"Really?"

Boss Wang tentatively asked Xia Fukun and tombstone.

Xia Fukun: "ha ha."

Tombstone: "ha ha."

I can't help it. Boss Wang has some creeps.

Although these two goods are laughing at themselves, boss Wang always thinks that the threat is self-evident.

Thinking of this, boss Wang squeezed out a smile.

"I eat it!"

Boss Wang closed his eyes, grabbed a piece of stinky tofu and stuffed it into his mouth.

At that moment——

It was as if he had met his first love.

It's like the goddess clapping for love in her dream.

The taste of the delicious food stimulates the taste buds. The feeling of dancing on the tip of the tongue is really wonderful.

Boss Wang didn't even think of it.

This stinky thing tastes so good! What's more, the most unexpected thing is that such a gadget can even increase the power of the nebula!

Although the increase is very small.

Only at the speed of "+ 1", "+ 1", "+ 1", it is growing continuously. And after adding a few points, it stopped. But no matter how small the mosquito is, it's meat!

Boss Wang frowned.

Take a look at Xia Fukun.

"Another piece?"

Xia Fukun smiles

"It doesn't matter. Boss Wang can eat as many as he wants. I have a lot here. I just want to transfer the money to me later."

"No more!"

Boss Wang thinks it's too wasteful to eat such a good thing alone. Such a good thing should be promoted to the whole Fulinmen disciples!And although a piece of stinky tofu may not work, what about 10000 pieces of stinky tofu? Does that add tens of thousands of points of nebular power?

Even if the strong above the divine realm want to cultivate tens of thousands of points of nebula power, even if it doesn't take some time, it's very difficult to do it?

"I don't know how much Xia Fukun is prepared to fix the price of stinky tofu?"

Boss Wang tentatively asked Xia Fukun.

"Well, boss Wang, what do you think?"

Xia Fukun is not a little boy who has just entered the world, and he is also famous for his talent. Although the tombstone said that a piece of stinky tofu was worth a thousand meritorious points, Xia Fukun thought that if he could get more, of course, it would be better to get more. These 1000 meritorious points are just a bottom line in my heart.

"Three hundred meritorious points?"

Boss Wang asked tentatively.

"Ha ha."

Xia Fukun heard the offer, laughed, and directly pulled the tombstone out.

"No, Holy Son Xia Fukun, we have something to say!"

Boss Wang didn't expect Xia Fukun to be so excited. Didn't you just make an offer? Isn't the price negotiated? How can we make a deal in one bite? After all, Xia Fukun's supply of goods is very sufficient according to what they said just now.

"Boss Wang seems to be insincere, so we don't have to waste time here. To be honest. "

Xia Fukun looks at boss Wang.

"I came to see you because the tombstone said I knew you well. Otherwise, you said there were so many shops on the second floor of the treasure house, and there were still shops on the upper floor, right? Why should I come to your family? "

Xia Fukun light smile, pull the tombstone to go.

"No, how much do you say, Holy Son of Xia Fukun! Don't go

Boss Wang knows that this stinky tofu may break the market of Fulinmen, even the third domain market. Even if you can get raw materials, maybe you can make them yourself?

Can't help it, boss Wang dragged Xia Fukun's arm, swaying and pleading.