The quiet life of a princess

Chapter 468 The First Pot of Gold (5)

Liu Yiting tore off a big cake of unknown flavor from Tianhun, handed it to the commoner who inquired, and said, "Market price."

The commoner took the pie and asked with a puzzled face, "Market price? What is it?"

"How much money you usually buy is how much money."

The commoner understood, took out a copper plate from his sleeve and handed it to Liu Yiting, took a bite of the pancake, and said pleasantly, "It tastes really good."

It was breakfast time.Seeing that the first person gave a good evaluation, the common people took out their copper coins and rushed to buy the big cake.

In an instant.

The door is like a city.

Tianhun stood there blankly, lowering his head, afraid of seeing someone he knew.Liu Yiting and Die Ran smiled happily, one took the money and the other handed the pancakes.

Thus, Liu Yiting finally made the first pot of gold from ancient times when the sesame seeds blossomed steadily.

At the beginning, the response was enthusiastic, and it seemed that they all tasted sweetness.Later, the people began to riot.The power of the common people is infinite, dozens of pancakes with rotten eggs and rotten sauerkraut sandwiched between them, like a goddess scattered flowers, smashed at the three people who were peddling dog meat.

One was depressed about why he had to wear a big cake, and the two were excitedly counting money and having fun.

In the end, none of the three survived.

So what about high martial arts?

Liu Yiting looked at Tianhun.

The sour-smelling egg hit Zhong Tianhun's head, and the egg white wrapped in broken egg yolk slowly slid down Tianhun's forehead.Liu Yiting couldn't help shaking her head, and sighed, "You foolish people who don't know the bitterness of life."

Die Ran yelled crisply: "Run!"

Tianhun seemed unable to accept the fact that his handsome and handsome image was destroyed, and he looked devastated.

Liu Yiting and Die Ran had no choice but to pull up Tianhun with one arm, and ran to the next village under the fierce pursuit of "farewell" by the people in the unknown village.Liu Yiting couldn't help but sigh again: "What a group of hospitable people."

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Bustling high street.

Qiaoer's red figure shuttled through the crowd.

She looked back and forth.

Sudden.

Three figures from the back appeared in her line of sight.

The woman was wearing a goose-yellow gauze dress, with long hair hanging down to her waist like a waterfall.The two on both sides are wearing white clothes with black ribbons around their waists.

(End of this chapter)