Ye Qingyun was also a little embarrassed.

I know I asked a very unnecessary question.

"Then it seems that the only option is to take the eggs and sell them down the mountain."

Ye Qingyun plans to sell some eggs.

There are only a few people on the mountain.

Monks don’t eat eggs.

If you put so many eggs here, they will smell bad over time.

This is such a waste.

It's better to sell it, whether you make money or not is a secondary matter.

As long as it's not wasted, that's fine.

"Da Mao, come down the mountain with me."

Ye Qingyun called Da Mao.

Then put all three boxes of eggs into the storage bag.

Storage bags require aura to use.

In order to make it easier to use the storage bag, Ye Qingyun had long ago hired someone to make some changes to the storage bag.

It can be used without any spiritual energy.

"Sir, how about we go together?"

Liu Changyue said.

Ye Qingyun waved his hand.

"No, they're just selling eggs. It's in the market down the mountain. I'll go back there."

After saying that, Ye Qingyun took Da Mao down the mountain.

Arriving at the foot of the mountain, Ye Qingyun saw many victims.

These were the victims gathered together by the monks, and some of them had drank the Pearl Jade White Jade Soup.

Each one is as strong as a calf.

Other victims were not so lucky.

They could only survive by relying on food shipped from the Tang Dynasty.

But I finally have a stutter, and I’m thankful to be alive.

Ye Qingyun felt his heart twitching as he looked at the victims who were all jumping up and down.

This motherfucker only survives by eating his own food.

It's a pity that these guys thought it was the food brought out by the monks, and had no idea it was Ye Qingyun's merit.

Ye Qingyun took a quick look before heading straight to the market.

When they arrived at the market, Ye Qingyun felt a chill in his heart as soon as he saw it.

The lively market in the past now seems a bit deserted.

There were also many fewer people in the market.

And every one of them is dull and lifeless.

"It seems that the disaster was really serious."

Ye Qingyun said secretly in his heart.

He walked to the market and took the eggs out of the storage bag.

Place it right in front of you.

A sign was also erected.

"Farm-grown eggs cost five yuan a pound!"

This price is cheaper than ordinary eggs.

There are also some people coming to buy eggs one after another.

Ye Qingyun will also give them one or two more eggs.

Not even a basket of eggs has been sold out.

Suddenly, a group of beggars in ragged clothes and holding bamboo sticks appeared in front of Ye Qingyun's eyes.

Ye Qingyun was surrounded by everyone.

Each of these beggars stared at Ye Qingyun with greedy eyes.
Chapter completed!