Chapter 65: Grand Opening of the New Store

How about this: let's set it at twenty taels per person, and fifteen taels for children and the elderly. That way, people with modest savings can still afford to indulge in a luxurious meal here once in a while.

Li Li hesitated slightly. "However, our production costs are too high, and with an unlimited supply of ingredients, if customers eat too much, we'll end up operating at a loss."

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Lin Liang caught sight of Yu Jian, but he could scarcely believe that it was actually him. Aside from his face and the Blood-Hunting Sword, Yu Jian's entire body was grotesquely bloated, his eyes burning crimson, leaving it impossible to tell what kind of state he was currently in.

"Oh, Sister Xin, it's you. Calling me this early—is something the matter?" Chen Xu asked, momentarily stunned. He glanced up at the clock on the wall, noting that it was just past eight o'clock, and couldn't help asking out of curiosity.

Liu Yun was momentarily dazed, suddenly feeling as though he had been deceived. Yet just as the words reached the tip of his tongue and he was about to speak, he was interrupted by Lan Tong.

"What brilliant method do you have?" the fatty asked eagerly. Among the seven of them, Nan Feng always had the most resourceful ideas; back in Chang'an, Nan Feng had managed to accomplish many things they had deemed utterly impossible.

Having finished cleaning, Zhang Na did not leave the club directly as she usually did. Instead, she sat down in the first-floor lobby, her delicate hands gripping the mop tightly, an expression of hesitation and indecision written across her face.

This item was protected by a formation, making it impossible to probe its interior directly. However, cultivators could use their spiritual sense combined with the projected array to carefully observe every single detail of the object.

A muffled explosion suddenly echoed from the Cloud Dragon Temple, instantly reverberating across the entire imperial capital. Immediately afterward, an invisible wave of air surged out from the temple, and many pedestrians in the surrounding area were knocked off their feet by the blast before they even had time to react.

"The Demon God Palace has remained hidden from the world for so long that the pugilistic realm has likely forgotten us. It is time we properly greeted them," Mu He said, before turning to give an order to Zu Wentian, "Elder Zu, let the matter of the Sunset Manor be concluded today."

"Meteor is about to unleash his true killer move, and that Disaster Knight is also about to employ the true power of the Spear of Destiny. The two of them were merely testing each other with afterimages in midair just now," Qing Luo gazed at the scene before them and said softly.

Looking as far as the eye could see, the waters from all eight directions and the four extremes poured endlessly toward the center like dragons and beasts. The floodwaters surged and roared, sending forth boiling spray, while torrential rain swept around the area, transforming into swirling ribbons of water that danced through the air.

Qiu Lan sat before the long table in the courtyard, with Shu Qian seated right beside him, looking almost as if she were trying to transform herself into a sumptuous feast.

The crowd cheered in unison, all agreeing with Li Muyang's proposal, and they joyfully left the assembly hall to head to the tavern.

Now, his current miserable plight was naturally the punishment inflicted upon him by the Demon Mountain. As someone who had cultivated here for decades, he recognized the voice immediately and knew at once from whence it came.

Viewed from a broader perspective, this statement was entirely flawless. It was hard to fathom how the goblins managed to ensure that every newborn goblin maxed out their engineering skill tree.

"Excuse me, are you also someone from the Three Kingdoms era?" At that moment, a reporter was holding a microphone and questioning Zhu Yipin. Caught completely off guard, Zhu Yipin did not know how to respond and simply stared blankly at the reporter before him.

Of course, everyone knew that Lu Peng, representing the might of the Han faction, had to be given an explanation. This was precisely why Sun Quan had kept Gan Ning detained all this while without sending him away—he was simply waiting for the right opportunity.

It meant having ninjas engage in production and achieve self-sufficiency. Under such a virtuous cycle, conflicts among ninjas would diminish, and gradually, they would lose their ferocious edge, transforming from carnivore beasts into docile, grass-eating sheep. Naturally, tranquility and peace would slowly descend.