"Second brother, when did you become so impatient? Can a mere 100,000 gold coins break your principle of doing things?"

When Xiao Ding heard Xiao Li's words, he glanced at him with some dissatisfaction, and then said meaningfully: "Everyone knows that selling ice in a desert city like Shimo City can make money, but who could find a way to make ice like Wu Lang in the past?

The reason why Wu Lang was willing to use the ice-making method to cooperate with us was not to repay Xue Lan for saving his life, otherwise he could have gone to work with the people of the Sand Mercenary Group.

What's more, do you think Wu Lang is a fool? Since he dares to tell us the method of making ice, there are only two possibilities: one is that he doesn't care about this method of making ice at all, and the other is that he is not afraid that we will turn against each other.

No matter which possibility it is? Once we take action, we won’t have any good results. Why not continue to maintain our current relationship with him, and maybe we can get more valuable things from him."

When Xiao Li heard this, his face changed slightly, and he said with conscience: "Brother is worthy of being a big brother. This time I am a little reckless, but you can see more clearly."

...

"Dongdongdongdong..."

Wu Lang, who was practicing Qingmu Art in the room, heard the knock on the door, and quickly stopped practicing and opened the door.

After seeing the person coming, Wu Lang said in confusion: "Sister Xue Lan, why did you come suddenly?"

"Ding Ding Ding..."

"Of course I'm here to give you money!"

Xue Lan shook the purse in her hand and said with a smile: "Today, the Mercenary Group made a total of 624 gold coins. I have handed over half of them to the group leader and the remaining half. We two are equally divided. This is your share."

After Wu Lang took the purse from Xue Lan's hand, he glanced at the more than 100 gold coins in the purse, and couldn't help but feel surprised and said, "Is the business so good?"

Originally, Wu Lang thought that fried ice could be sold for two or three thousand bowls a day, but he didn't expect that he could sell more than six thousand bowls. It seems that he still underestimated the attractiveness of fried ice to those merchants.

In fact, it is not a big mistake for Wu Lang to calculate it incorrectly, because when he calculates it, he calculates it according to one bowl of fried ice per person, but many people eat several bowls of fried ice in a day.

"This is because we sold fried ice on the first day, and many people don't know what fried ice is. I guess in a few days, it will be normal even if we sell tens of thousands of bowls of fried ice a day."

When Xue Lan said that she was rising, she couldn't help but smile and said, "Hehe, if this continues, I can become a rich woman soon."

Originally, if Xue Lan had performed a mercenary mission, she would have been able to earn thousands of gold coins in one month with her strength as a seven-star fighter. Now, with the profit sharing of selling ice-fighting, she could earn hundreds of gold coins in a day. The most important thing is that selling ice-fighting is a very easy thing, and it is much safer than doing tasks.

"Wu Lang, you probably haven't had dinner yet? You happened to make a lot of money today. How about I invite you to have the special barbecue in Shimo City?" Xue Lan patted the wallet around her waist and said.

"Okay, then let's go with Qinglin!"

Wu Lang nodded when he heard this, then called Qinglin who lived in the next room, and went out for barbecue with Xue Lan.

...

Since desert cities like Shimocheng will become very low every night, eating barbecue at night has become a feature here.

Under Xue Lan's leadership, Wu Lang and his team soon arrived at the most famous night market in Shimo City, where hundreds of guests in various clothes had already gathered here.

However, most of these guests are mercenaries wearing mercenary costumes. Because the atmosphere here is lively and the quality is good and cheap, many mercenaries will come to eat barbecue in groups after completing their missions.

Xue Lan and Wu Lang and the others found a four-seater seat to sit down, and shouted skillfully: "Boss, give me three hundred camel meat skewers, ten chicken wings, two large glasses of ale and a large glass of fruit wine."

"Okay, wait!"

The boss of the barbecue stall heard Xue Lan's words and shouted quickly, urging his men to get busy.

Wu Lang suddenly felt like he was returning to the night market on earth when he heard the noise in his ears and the mercenaries who were bragging and fucking, and blushing.

"Three guests, your 100 skewers of camel meat skewers and wine are here, and the remaining 200 skewers of camel meat skewers and ten skewers of chicken wings will come later." A loud shout interrupted Wu Lang's imagination and brought him back to reality.

Xue Lan picked up a camel meat skewer and greeted him while rubbing: "Wu Lang, Qinglin, don't be polite here, let it go!"

After Wu Lang handed the glass of fruit wine in front of him to Qinglin, he picked up a bunch of camel meat skewers and smiled while eating: "Don't worry! I won't be polite to you."

"Um……"

After Qinglin tried to eat a bite of camel meat skewers, his big green eyes instantly turned into crescent moons.

Because Qinglin has the bloodline of the snake man in her body, she used to be most afraid of going to crowded places. This was the first time she went out to eat skewers, and she soon became immersed in the pleasure of eating skewers and couldn't extricate herself.

Wu Lang felt that the taste of this camel meat skewers is similar to that of mutton, but it has less mutton than mutton, and the meat quality is also tighter.

The full name of camel meat skewers should be called camel horse meat skewers. They are made of camel horse meat. The camel horse is the kind of camel-like creature that Xue Lan and the others rode on when Wu Lang first crossed the Tagor Desert.

In desert cities like Shimocheng, camel horses, heat-resistant and thirst-resistant creatures, are an important means of transportation. However, some camel horses will become disabled due to injuries, and these waste camel horses will be sold to the hands of these barbecue stall owners and then made into camel meat skewers.

"This guest, these camel meat skewers and grilled chicken wings belong to that table. Your table has to wait a little longer!"

"What kind of table is from that table? I said it's mine and it's mine. I won't give you less money. If you talk nonsense, I'll be careful and I'll beat you up!"

"This guest, this is really unruly."

"I'll go, I'm from the Sand Mercenary Group. Do you tell me the rules?!"

"Bang!!!"

"Crack..."

Just as Wu Lang and his friends were about to finish picking up a hundred camel meat skewers, a noise suddenly sounded, followed by a sound of knocking over the table and chairs.
Chapter completed!