Luo Feng did not practice immortality but ran to open a restaurant. It was a pity to say that he was so sad. He thought that he was swaying in the low martial arts world. He sucked his mouth over when he saw anyone who didn’t like him. Now that he was in the fairy tale world, he had to be a human being with his tail between his tail, which was also very frustrated.

As a prop flow investigator who is in the direction of martial arts, the Xianxia World is very unfriendly. Most of his props in half of his storage space are all ordinary things, and they are basically useless in the Xianxia World.

In the world of fairy tale, any prop that is effective for immortals can be called "magic weapons". It is hard to say whether Luo Fengdun's garbled things can be called magic weapons.

Technology creations are in the world of fairy tales. If they contain too many black technology components, such as palladium element reactors, antimatter engines, and nanoworm technology, they will lose their effectiveness. However, pure mechanical creations can still work. This is probably the skill of the mechanism opened by the ancient Mohist sages.

The most detrimental thing in this world is that if you want to fly, you cannot rely on aerodynamics. You have to tell fortunes first and see if the soul is an immortal or an mortal, or a clear or a turbid.

Those who are light and clear float up and become the sky, while those who are heavy and turbid condense down and become the earth. This is the law of heaven and earth that opened the sky by Pangu, and the world ruled by the Three Emperors is in line with each other.

The chaos of the physical laws on the side of the fairy tale is like an immortal who ascends to the outer space and will not fly to the outer space and die of suffocation, but will fly to the thirty-third level and enter the heavens. There is no reason to say.

During the period when Luo Feng squatted on the top of Gagong Mountain, he was not unexpected to climb Mount Shu Mountain. He could fire the Gustav cannon from the storage space, drill into the cannon chamber, load several tons of high-explosion burst medicine, aimed at the suspended Shu Mountain and shot a shot, and a shot was soared.

However, generally speaking, the famous sects on the side of the fairy tale have mountain protection formations. Even if Luo Feng shoots himself to the nine heavens, he will probably slam the mountain protection formations, like a fly that only hits a mosquito-killing lamp, and stings with a sting to burn the charred corpse by the magic power of the formation.

Luo Feng ran back to Chengdu Prefecture to open a restaurant, thinking of the saying "If the mountain doesn't come, I will go to the mountain", and applied it as "I can't practice immortality, so I will let the immortality come to practice me."

There is a second senior brother who is addicted to alcohol on Shushan. Luo Feng believes that as long as the restaurant becomes the best in the world, the wine sword immortal who vows to taste all the fine wine in the world will come to him sooner or later.

The props in most of his storage space are not available. All he can use are yellow and white goods and huge amounts of supplies. In other words, he is so poor that he only has money left. Then he spends money and supplies, and makes the world's No. 1 floor. Then he uses marketing methods to quickly open up the market and spread the reputation of the restaurant, so that the wine sword fairy can come as soon as possible.

God pays off. On this day, Luo Feng was behind the counter and looked like a territorial account. A guy hurried over and reported: "Shopkeeper Luo, there is a drunk man lying on the ground at the door blocking the door. I'm afraid that another restaurant will invite a rascal rogue to make trouble. The guys can't lift him no matter how hard they lift him. Go and have a look!"

Some time ago, the first floor of the world was fighting with the Chengdu Chamber of Commerce. The owners of other restaurants also used extra tricks and hired some rogues to disrupt the first floor of the world. Luo Feng could not beat the immortals, but the world was invincible. These city foxes and club rats could not resist his fists and feet, and they were all beaten away by him.

The Chamber of Commerce also wanted to ask the prefect to come forward to deal with Luo Feng, but if it were bribes, who would Luo Feng be afraid of? After a few tons of gold was smashed, the prefect became Luo Feng's backer. The world's No. 1 building stood up in Chengdu in a short time.

Luo Feng came down to the entrance of the restaurant under the guidance of his friend, but saw a sloppy Taoist priest with a gourd on his back, lying horizontally in front of the gate. He seemed to be drunk and unconscious, but he was crossing his legs, so comfortable.

Several guys from the restaurant surrounded him, tugging his arms and legs to lift him away. The blue veins that were thrust out with force and clenched their teeth, but the Taoist did not move at all.

The drunk Taoist priest seemed to be talking drunkenly and muttered: "Wine, give me wine quickly, you can get drunk if you have wine..."

"This beggar is so shameless!"

A guy scolded: "The first floor of the world is open for a 30-day banquet to entertain the people in the city. How much does the owner spend to treat the guests? Now that it has just been officially opened for a few days, such a scoundrel comes to ask for food and drink!"

There were also guests blocked at the door who advised him: "You have hands and feet, and you are in your prime. Why don't you work and make money? With money, you can come to the restaurant to buy wine!"

There was also the idle man who was gloating and watching the fun without much trouble and sneered: "Hmph, Manager Luo is here, this scoundrel is going to be unlucky. The Jingjiehu in Chengdu Prefecture was knocked out by him and his teeth were all over his mouth and turned into a toothless tiger. This scoundrel has no meat all over his body, so I'm afraid it's not enough for Manager Luo to slap him!"

Luo Feng narrowed his eyes and looked carefully. He noticed the extraordinaryness of the drunk Taoist. He waved his hand with a smile and said, "There are not much else on the first floor in the world, but the wine is too much. It's just a few sips of wine. What's worth? If you come, give him a jar of soy sauce."

The guy obeyed the order, and soon turned back with a wine jar, opened the mud seal, placed the wine jar next to the Zui Daoist, and said, "Shopkeeper Luo rewards you. After drinking, get out of here, good dog..."

Luo Feng slapped the guy hard, interrupted him, and said angrily: "Did you ask you to give me wine? Did you talk too much?"

The Zui Taoist picked up the wine jar, smelled the smell of the strong wine on his nose, threw the jar out of the door, and threw it on the bluestone slab paved on the street, smashing it into pieces.

Seeing that Zui Taoist was so ignorant, the restaurant staff rolled up their sleeves and were about to step forward to teach him a lesson.

Luo Feng waved his hand, drank the guy back, stepped forward and said, "Why, I think the soju is too bad?"

The Zui Taoist held his cheek with one hand, looked at Luo Feng with a smile and said, "The people in the city say that the shopkeeper Luo is generous and he can eat good wine and good food for a month after opening. Why did I give him a jar of bad wine when I come?"

Luo Feng also smiled and said, "This is the time when and then. Mr. Luo opens the door to do business, and pays attention to giving and gains. He gives first and then gains. Before that, it was 'sacrificial priest'. The Taoist priest missed the opportunity and failed to catch up. Now it is 'de'. The Taoist priest still wants good wine and good food, so he has to show some sincerity."

Zui Taoist was stunned and shook his head and said, "Your business practice is a bit meaningful, but I am alone and empty in my sleeves, but I don't have any money to give you."

"That's sorry." Luo Feng's face sank, "There is no benefit in the world. If you take it in vain, I take it in vain, but I rely on others to pay off the debt. Sooner or later, the foundation of the world will be hollowed out, which will lead to a disaster!"

"You businessman means something. Do you mean that all things are born with people, and no one is responsible for the heavens. Ghosts and gods are clear, and they think and comprehend themselves?"

Zui Taoist narrowed his eyes and looked at Luo Feng carefully. His drunkenness gradually faded and said coldly.

Luo Feng waved his hand quickly and said, "The Taoist Master misunderstood. In Shangyan, I am talking about the subprime mortgage crisis..."
Chapter completed!