Yunxi Sect Marketing

Zheng Ziheng looked carefully and saw a golden fish poking its head out of the water. It seemed to have some intelligence and looked at the direction where the light curtain of the Reflection Stone disappeared.

Then the fish turned its head to look at the rice ball hanging on his master’s fishing rod, and a look of disgust appeared on its face, “Such a disgusting thing wants to seduce me.”

Then it swung its tail and swaggered away.

Zheng Ziheng: “…”

His master’s expression became even colder. He put away the fishing rod and stood up.

He looked at the wooden barrel beside his master, and there was no fish in it.

“…Master.” Zheng Ziheng coughed lightly, “Junior brother asked you to go to the restaurant the day after tomorrow?”

“No.” His master walked straight to the study.

 Frost appeared on the surface of the stream in an instant. The poor fish that looked down on people was hit by the ice and was confused. It took a while for it to swim away aggrievedly.

The next day, the disciples of Yunxi Sect got up in the morning and washed up as usual. They took their magic tools and books and went to the study in twos and threes to wait for the teacher.

It was the first time Chen Jing went to the inner gate for class. He was energetic and did not sleep all night. He was a little nervous, so he went to the study before dawn and picked a seat at random. He took out the book and read it seriously.

When the sky was slightly bright, more and more people came to the study. Chen Jing saw that every disciple who came in held a piece of rice paper with words printed on it in addition to the book and magic tools.

He couldn’t help but wonder: Did he forget to bring something?

 “Senior brother.” Chen Jing called a disciple, “Senior brother, this is my first day in the inner sect to practice. I wonder what this thing you are holding in your hand is…”

The brother handed him the rice paper: “You are talking about this, this was distributed by the law enforcement hall disciples who checked the dormitory today. Everyone has one in their hands! Everyone was talking about this this morning.”

Chen Jing thanked the man and looked carefully at the words printed on the rice paper.

The eye-catching big words in the center of the paper: “Disciples of Yunxi Sect do not cheat on disciples of Yunxi Sect! Yunxi Restaurant opens tomorrow. If it doesn’t taste good, you can chop me!”

Chen Jing: This style of painting, why does it feel so much like what Shen Leyan did…

After reading this article, he swallowed his saliva for no reason. He was still in the study, but his heart seemed to have flown to the fresh and spicy hot pot.

He blamed himself for not having a strong heart, and quickly looked at another article.

“Shock! The village caught fire in the middle of the night, and Sect Master Lu used the Jiang Xue Sword. The truth turned out to be…》

Even though he had personally experienced the night when the village caught fire, he couldn’t help but read the entire article after seeing such a title.

《Transformation of the test spirit stone into a little Lolita? Revealing the secret of the thousand-year-old spirit stone to stay young forever…》

Two female disciples walked by his desk arm in arm, whispering.

“Hey, do you think Qingli has any secret recipe for nourishing her face? Maybe she can even turn back the aging process. You can go to Lingxi Pavilion to ask her for advice…”

“Let’s go after school today?”

“Okay!”

“Then let’s go to the newly opened restaurant tomorrow. It’s not far away anyway. I heard that the sauce there is delicious even when eaten with the soles of shoes. I don’t know if it’s true…”

Chen Jing: ” (⊙o⊙)  “

Chen Jing: “This, this, this–“

The senior brother who borrowed his stuff crossed his arms over his chest: “You also think this thing is novel, right? I heard from the disciples of the Law Enforcement Pavilion that this thing is called a ‘newspaper’. In the future, any major events in the sect will be printed and handed over to Sect Master Lu for review before being distributed to all disciples. It is said that it was made by an outer disciple.”

“…Thank you, senior brother, for clearing up my doubts.”

“You’re welcome! By the way, do you want to try the newly opened restaurant tomorrow? The specialty there seems to be monster meat, which is helpful for cultivation.”

“…  …Don’t we need to practice fasting?”

“What fasting? I just heard two teachers whispering on the way here that they would also go to try it tomorrow. The teachers have gone, so why can’t we go?”

Chen Jing hadn’t recovered from his surprise yet, and nodded confusedly: “Then let’s go together tomorrow…”

“Okay, I’ll take you to grab a seat after the afternoon class!”

Shen Leyan learned from Zheng Ziheng that Sect Master Lu didn’t want to come, and felt a little sorry, but didn’t take it too seriously. He was soon distracted by the busy preparations in the restaurant.

Qingli helped him move the bowls and chopsticks, and her pigtails swayed with her steps.

 “Shen Leyan, did you notice? Many disciples came to ask when they passed by our restaurant today. The business will definitely be very hot when it opens tomorrow!

When we earn enough money, we will buy a lot of delicious food, so that I can have supper in Lingxi Pavilion every day…”

Tomorrow at noon when the disciples get out of school, there will definitely be a lot of people who come to eat for the novelty.

But there are only so many seats, bowls and chopsticks and even ingredients in the restaurant. It is impossible to entertain everyone at once.

Thinking like this, he took a blank notebook and wrote serial numbers on each page, so that people queuing tomorrow can eat in the order of taking numbers.

If the business is booming in the future, the reservation function can be opened. Tables, chairs and ingredients can be reserved a few days in advance, and a deposit can be collected. Dining with the reservation information…

“Qingli, write a calligraphy. Write that at most 35 tables can be served from tomorrow from the time of Shi to noon. If they can’t wait, please ask them to come in the afternoon or at night when they have no classes.”

Qingli responded.

 Shen Leyan finished the preparations in the restaurant and walked outside. He saw that the calligraphy had been hung up. Qingli was surrounded by several female disciples and looked quite popular.

He smiled slightly and went to the empty back kitchen of the restaurant. He quietly began to meditate and cultivate his spiritual power.

He now had only two goals.

One was to make money, lots of money.

The other was to learn the Qingying Xuan Jue as soon as possible. He didn’t seek great success, but at least he could escape safely from the hands of evil cultivators or demons with average cultivation.

Although the spiritual training method Qingli gave him was basic, it was long-lasting. A narrow path had been cleared in his meridians. Every time he used his spiritual power to wash over, he could feel a sea breeze blowing and the impurities in the meridians were dissipated by the wind.

The longer the spiritual power was circulated, the more refreshed he felt.

He could gradually sense the wind spirit root in his body. The wind spirit root seemed to be invisible and omnipresent. It had no entity, but he could feel the abundant spiritual power fluctuations, like a little elf, very close to him.

He stayed in the restaurant for one night.

At 9:00 the next day, Shen Leyan, Qingli and all the outer disciples working in the restaurant were ready with kitchen knives, spatulas, bowls and chopsticks.

The bell for the end of school at noon in the sect rang melodiously.

In the sky above the book house in the distance, dozens of sword-riding figures appeared densely, rushing towards them like locusts passing through!