On the other side, Lin Qi and others had been traveling in Nanjian for several days.

Although I think it is unreliable for me to listen to dialects, it is at least the first time that a few people start a business and they have to take it seriously.

In this world, money is equal to strength to a certain extent. If you have money, you can transform it into strength, so they naturally don’t want to lose money.

Money is a good thing. Only with money can one become stronger. At least 100,000 yuan can’t be wasted.

"It doesn't seem to work." They have eaten a few of them before, "It seems to taste very ordinary."

"Let's have a meal at this restaurant," Lin Qi said, "If you can't do it, please contact Fangyan."

Several people looked at each other.

"Yu's Cake Shop?"

"A century-old store?"

The store is not too big, but there are many people. It’s still early now, not only Lin Qi and others, but also a few people buying cakes in front of them.

I haven’t eaten meat floss, but a few people took a look and it seemed to be a meat floss pie: “This is delicious?”

Unlike what the dialect had eaten before traveling through time, the color and shape were not that good-looking, but a few people approached and smelled the aroma of cake.

"Boss, let's have a meat muffin." The few people couldn't help but feel a little excited.

"How is it?" Seeing Lin Qi take a bite, the others asked quickly.

"It's very crispy when you bite it down." Lin Qi's eyes lit up. "The meat floss also feels like it melts in the mouth. This is what Fang dialect says!"

"tasty!"

"This is natural." The boss was about forty years old and said proudly, "My cake shop was passed down from my ancestors. During the Xianfeng period, he was also a tribute."

"A few guys are outsiders?" the boss said in a strong local accent, "Do you want to give me a few more?"

"Well, we are here to buy cakes." Lin Qi said directly.

"How many more cakes are there?"

Lin Qi leaned closer and said, "I'll get another 100,000 yuan."

"What?!" The boss's hand trembled with the cake, almost scared to pee.

...

Looking at the expressions on the faces of the few people, they were very serious, not like they were joking.

After a long time, he realized, wiped his hands and signaled several people to come in: "You... aren't you just here to eat cakes, aren't you?"

...

The Alliance Service Hall is an "Alliance" entity site set up by the Alliance in major cities. It is used to receive, publish tasks, and handle some services that you must go to.

However, now, the service hall of the city where the dialect is located is still the same as usual. After all, not everyone is qualified to participate in the mask trial.

Such a provincial border city is quite normal, and it is too small to have few people.

Only when we reach the meeting point, the provincial capital Xinsha City, will there be more people at that time.

"You are... Mr. Jiyan?" Not long after entering the door, Fangyan met a girl in her twenties wearing the uniform of the "Union" service hall and greeted her.

Very beautiful, this is the first impression of the dialect.

And in beauty, there is another kind of...

Hidden enchantment.

Of course, what Fang Yan pays more attention to is her strength. Although she has not shown it deliberately,...

Absolutely not a weak person.

Fang Yan’s eyes are not weak... generally in the eyes of others, they are already very strong.

Be able to work in the "Alliance" service hall...even at the front desk, your identity will definitely not be low.

The official position of "League" is not that high than that of major Internet cafes.

Fang Yan took a look and found that the woman did not come out of the front desk, but from the back desk.

Fang Yan didn’t expect that before he could speak, he would have someone to receive him?

This is the same as the treatment of the college entrance examination and Feiyu Internet Cafe, one in the sky and the other underground.

The girl in her twenties smiled and said, "I received a message from the provincial branch yesterday saying that someone had taken the 'priest' level trial, but I didn't expect that she would be so young."

She stretched out her hand and said, "Don't be nervous, my name is Ye Xin, I'm a student like you."

When you hold hands together, Fang Yan can even feel the softness in the other person's palm, and there is a hint of coolness.

Of course, what Fangdian pays more attention to is... the slender and fair fingers are very suitable for using short weapons, hidden weapons, such as flying knives.

"Does it look good?" Just before Fang Yan's eyes turned away, a gentle voice said in his ear.

"Okay, Ye Xin." At this time, next to the door of the service hall side door towards the backstage was a tall and strong young man like a rock. He frowned and said, "Don't tease the newcomer, he is still a child."

"Yeah." At this moment, Fang Yan nodded, "And it's very useful."

The whole air was silent.

The young man who had just spoken looked at him in amazement.

Ye Xin himself has a unique charm. When she smiles, she also has a delicate feeling of trembling flowers.

"Waiting for you to come back from the mask trial alive. You can give it a try."

"Okay." Fang Yan was a little eager to try.

The young man twitched his face: "It's bad..."

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly heard Fang Yan say: "Do you usually use a knife? Do you use a sword or a hidden weapon?"

???

The young man next to him was already stunned.

Six eyes are opposite

The surroundings became silent again.

"You mean by this?"

"Or what?" Fang Yan was suddenly stunned.

"???" No, you are so dirty!?

Ye Xin: “…”

The young man next to him laughed and said after a while: "I have seen so many newcomers, you are the first to defeat Ye Xin. You Niu Bi!"

Ye Xin glared at Fang Yan fiercely: Is this a bad guy more than the newcomer's mind?!

"It seems that this trip may be the right one." said the strong young man, "I haven't seen such an interesting newcomer in a long time."

"Are you..." Fang Yan a little surprised, "You are not ordinary receptionists, are you?"

"I'll introduce it formally." The strong young man took out a white demon mask and said, "Ghost Warrior, be careful."

"I just came back from the South China Sea, but I didn't expect to meet such an interesting person as you." The strong young man lay casually on the sofa and said, "Let's go with us to the provincial branch, because the priest-level trial was all over last year, and you are the only one who can be seen this year."

He patted Fangyan on the shoulder: "Don't hang up."

...

When the dialect arrived at the provincial branch of the Alliance, the Hunan-South Hunan branch building of the dialect.

There are already crowds of people in the hall.

"I am a genius who came to participate in the mask trial, why do you still have to queue up??" A fat man stood outside the door for a long time and said dissatisfied.

"How many of the people present are not geniuses?" The guard next to him had a strong face, holding a shotgun in his hand, staring at him fiercely.

How many cents does a genius cost per pound?

"My son was invited by your "Administrative" official. What's wrong with you?" a parent shouted outside.

I haven't entered the door yet.

"So many people..." Fang Yan smacked her tongue slightly.

The provincial branch is already lively, and all those who handle business and hand over tasks are people.

"When do you have to line up?" Fang Yan stood at the end of the line and looked towards the front.

"Do you need to line up?" Ye Xin pulled him through the crowd and walked towards the side door.

"Damn it!?"

"How can they go to the line?!"

"Why did they go directly to the backstage from the side door?"

A large number of screams suddenly came from the crowd: "Don't you care about the security guard?"

"Get out! Don't make trouble!" The security guard went straight to hold the gun and closed his eyes and rested.

Ye Xin smiled and said, "Now my sister tells you that the strong can do whatever she wants."
Chapter completed!