Ye Xingxing looked at the signal on Xian Nao and reluctantly connected it.
"Ye Xingxing, I'm sorry to bring you trouble."
Ye Xingxing saw that the projection that appeared in front of him was a charming beauty. What Ye Xingxing didn't know was that except for a few people who could see the real live broadcast, ordinary people could only see her singing happily in the woods.
The song is walking through the air at a brisk pace.
"Hello... do we know each other?"
Ye Xingxing vaguely felt a sense of familiarity, but she had no impression. Normally, she would not have no impression of such a great beauty.
"You forgot."
The delicate beauty turned into a middle-aged woman with a wave of her hand.
"Canteen Auntie."
Ye Xingxing finally realized that it was the cafeteria aunt who sold her the seasoning jar.
"Let's get to know each other again. My name is Yuan Yafeng. I'm a tool maker. You can also call me Master Yuan. I didn't expect that selling you a spice jar on a whim would cause so many troubles."
Yuan Yafeng changed back to the image of a charming beauty, speaking with a somewhat lazy expression.
"Are all tool makers this beautiful?"
Ye Xingxing became a little sluggish. She had naturally seen many mortal engineers or other craftsmen, but they usually had a slovenly appearance or a capable and serious look. She had never seen an instrument maker like Yuan Yafeng.
"Ha ha."
It was obvious that Ye Xingxing's dull and straightforward praise pleased Yuan Yafeng: "Thank you for your compliment. I am a fairy first, and then an instrument maker. But when I work, it is more in line with your imagination."
The tool maker’s.”
"Then Master Yuan came to me this time to take back the seasoning jar?"
Ye Xingxing reluctantly took out the spice jar: "Can you wait until the game is over before taking it back? I rely on it for cooking these days."
"It's a fair deal between us. What I sold to you is yours. Why would I ask you to take it back? But I guess you can't keep this jar, and it might even get you into trouble, so I
I want to ask you, if someone offers to buy it at a high price, what are you going to do?"
Yuan Yafeng's peach blossom eyes were full of charm. Ye Xingxing was obviously not a man, but when Yuan Yafeng looked at him like this, he felt like he was about to fall head over heels.
"Of course you can't sell it, it's your hard work, Master Yuan."
After Ye Xingxing finished speaking righteously, he always felt that something was wrong. He was not that kind of person.
"Stupid! Of course you have to sell it. If someone really buys it, you can happily sell it at a high price or auction it. I contacted you just to authorize you. Otherwise, you will only have this thing taken away from you, just like yours.
Just like Yunxiazhi."
"If Ning Jie wasn't the only one here, how could she have obtained the transfer of your master's authority so easily? It really gave her a huge advantage."
Yuan Yafeng's words made Ye Xingxing couldn't help but blurt out: "Master Yuan, do you have a bad relationship with Immortal Ning Jie?"
"Children should stay away from adults' matters. In short, if someone wants to rob it, just say it was me who said it, and it can be purchased for a sufficient price. My Yuan Yafeng's things cannot be snatched by anyone who wants to."
Yuan Yafeng was just a projection, but when he said these words, he gave Ye Xingxing a strong sense of oppression.
"Master Yuan, I also know that with my little faith, I will definitely not be able to buy this jar. Can I ask how much this thing is worth?"
Ye Xingxing was shocked by Yuan Yafeng and couldn't help asking cautiously.
"Money? What can I say? This thing is only worth a little faith in your hands. After all, it is just a novel spice jar to you, but in the eyes of some people, it is priceless. What they want
Not the spice jar, but the technology behind the spice jar.”
Yuan Yafeng said with a smile: "In short, you can kill it hard or auction it, it's up to you. There are many people watching the live broadcast now. What I want to say is that this is my Yuan Yafeng's product and the most cutting-edge technology, but
Don’t think about picking things up or robbing them.”
Ye Xingxing showed a hint of gratitude, she knew that Yuan Yafeng was helping her.
"Thank you Master Yuan."
Ye Xingxing looked at the spice jar in his hand with bright eyes: "Isn't it time to make a fortune?"
"Okay, do you have any questions? If you don't have me, just leave. By the way, there's no need to try to find me. It's just that we are destined, so I sold you the seasoning jar. In fact, this seasoning jar is for you.
It’s appropriate, and it’s a waste of money to use it for research on those who don’t know how to cook. The spice jar should be used to hold spices and be used for cooking.”
Yuan Yafeng's theory is also very simple, crude and willful.
"Then I will buy one from Master Yuan when I can protect the seasoning jar in the future, or when this kind of seasoning jar becomes popular and I can afford it, I will buy another one. I guarantee that it won't get dusty."
Ye Xingxing felt that what Yuan Yafeng said was very reasonable. Naturally, this seasoning jar should be filled with seasonings.
"Master Yuan, can I ask why the latest technology is used in seasoning jars? If it is inconvenient, then I have no other questions."
Ye Xingxing hesitated for a while and finally asked about the confusion in his heart.
"Actually, this seasoning jar is just a test product. I just like cooking. When I was making it, because the technology was not mature enough and the materials were limited, I could only make a very small thing. Then I had a flash of inspiration and I made this seasoning.
Can."
"I went to the cafeteria that day just to have fun, but you discovered that my seasoning jar is very special. You made it easy and promised that you can cook, so I sold it to you."
Yuan Yafeng said with a smile: "I like cooking, and when my seasoning jar broke, I got the inspiration. I happened to be so young and could only make a seasoning jar. It was such a simple thing, without any conspiracy or conspiracy.
Premeditated.”
"I see. Then thank you Master Yuan for your kindness. I will definitely rip you off severely."
Ye Xingxing shook the seasoning jar: "If I am lucky enough to meet Master Yuan in the future, let Master Yuan taste my cooking skills."
"I'm looking forward to the day. I see you were all greedy for the barbecue seafood yesterday."
Yuan Yafeng's eyebrows were curved, as if she had thought of something delicious: "I have one last thing to do for you before I leave."
"Put the bottom of the spice jar toward the sky."
Yuan Yafeng paused and suddenly gave an instruction. Ye Xingxing was a little confused, but subconsciously followed the request. He didn't know what Yuan Yafeng wanted to do?