"How did the Holy Son know? This name is so strange that the poor monk could not remember it even after hearing it several times."
Everyone else also looked at Ye Qingyun.
Ye Qingyun looked strange.
He just said it casually.
I didn’t expect that the leader of the Beggar Clan was really called Hong Qigong?
What's going on?
Why does it feel like something is getting wrong?
Even Hong Qigong showed up?
Will Guo Jing and Huang Rong also pop up later?
"Huikong, please continue to inquire about the movements of this beggar gang."
Ye Qingyun ordered.
"As you command!"
Huikong clasped his hands together and nodded repeatedly.
Then Ye Qingyun looked at Li Yuanxiu and Pei Hongyu.
The two of them are planning to leave Fuyun Mountain today and return to Datang.
It has been almost half a month since I came out.
Although Li Yuanxiu still wants to stay in Fuyun Mountain, after all, as the prince of a country, how can he always go out to have fun and have fun, regardless of national affairs?
This is definitely not possible.
So no matter how reluctant Li Yuanxiu is to give up.
We must also return to Datang.
"Master, I can give up on you."
Li Yuanxiu looked at Ye Qingyun with a look of reluctance.
Ye Qingyun curled his lips.
Why can't this guy give up on himself?
Basically, I just want to rely on myself to eat for free!
Hum!
Do you think I, Ye Qingyun, can't see it?
Li Yuanxiu has only been here for half a month, and he is already showing signs of gaining weight again.
This shows how rich Li Yuanxiu's food has been during the past half month.
"Go back quickly, lest your father scold you later."
Ye Qingyun said angrily.
"Hey, master, let's go then. Please take care of yourself and remember to come to my wedding with Hongyu."
Li Yuanxiu said with a smile.
Pei Hongyu on the side shyly hit Li Yuanxiu. Ye Qingyun also laughed.
"Don't worry, no matter how busy I am on your wedding, I will definitely be there to congratulate you."
Li Yuanxiu and Pei Hongyu boarded the flying boat.
Returned to Datang.
Ye Qingyun continued to work on things in the field.
Many things in the yard have been replanted.
Although they haven't grown up yet, Ye Yun is already looking forward to the moment when they break ground and grow up.
"Sir, we have a lot of eggs."
Liu Changyue went halfway up the mountain and ran back with excitement on her face.
"What's wrong?"
Ye Qingyun asked.
"Eggs! Master, those chickens you raised laid a lot of eggs, and Xingyue is harvesting them."
Liu Changyue said.
When Ye Qingyun heard this, he hurriedly ran to the mountainside.
At first glance, I couldn't help but feel happy.
There are indeed many eggs.
Liu Xingyue has collected two large frames.
It looks like it can be packed into two more large frames.
There are hundreds of eggs in each box.
Ye Qingyun was very happy.
The chickens, ducks and geese he raised were not expected to lay eggs.
They all feed themselves.
The result was unexpected.
As you keep raising it, the scale is getting bigger and bigger.
Especially chickens.
Most of them are hens.
Laying eggs is like rain.
"Sir, with so many eggs, we can eat them for a long time."
Liu Changyue said happily.
Since following Ye Qingyun, the Liu sisters have gradually fallen in love with this kind of life.
I saw the vegetables growing in the field.
Watch the fruit ripen on the tree.
There are more and more chickens, ducks and geese.
Watching the sheep in the sheepfold gradually become fatter.
The Liu sisters also slowly felt happy and satisfied.
Very feeling of achievement.
Ye Qingyun looked at so many eggs and felt a little confused for a moment.
It's not good to leave eggs for too long.
Although I was tortured by the system and made a refrigerator.
But the problem is, with so many eggs, even a few more refrigerators can't fit them in.
What's more, that dog system has been gone for so long. Without the system, Ye Qingyun couldn't build another refrigerator.
"Do the monks at the foot of the mountain eat eggs?"
Ye Qingyun subconsciously asked a very silly question.
The Liu sisters all looked at Ye Qingyun speechlessly.
Do monks eat eggs?
Why don't you just ask the monk if he wants to eat chicken cubs?
In the eyes of monks, eggs are a big meat.
Don't say you ate it.
Even if you break an egg, you will probably have to recite the Rebirth Mantra for three days with guilt.
"Sir, monks don't eat eggs."
Liu Changyue said awkwardly.
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 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.
"Farmer's local eggs cost five cents 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.
To be precise, he was staring at the basket of eggs in front of Ye Qingyun.
