Wang Dong was silent.
The perfect disguise was unexpectedly defeated by this information.
Huo Yutong's eyes widened. She didn't expect that her roommate was also a woman dressed as a man.
"She too?"
Wang Dong'er looked at the petite figure.
"Yeah."
An Zhen gently pushed Huo Yutong forward.
"What is the relationship between you two?"
Wang Dong'er asked suspiciously, her eyes fell on Huo Yutong's washed-out clothes and the high-end fabrics on An Zhen's body.
It can't be a young master with his little maid.
"Don't get me wrong."
An Zhen raised her hands high, "I just met her for a day. I'm an orphan. I just helped this child because I saw that she was not doing well."
Orphan?
Huo Yutong raised her little face and looked at An Zhen in confusion.
"The clothes you are wearing are not convincing at all." With her hands on her hips, Wang Dong'er looked at An Zhen with a bad face.
"Who said that orphans can't eat well and wear well, and I received funding from the mayor of the main city where I lived before." The young man who squandered the funding said righteously.
Wang Dong'er: ...
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. Although I don't know why you two are dressed as men, since we are so destined to be assigned to the same dormitory, don't let this fate go to waste and get along well."
Leaving the space for the girls, without waiting for them to say or ask anything, An Zhen slipped away.
He was going to find his uncle.
"Uncle!"
A level 99 Extreme Douluo randomly refreshed at the entrance of the freshman dormitory.
"Uncle, you should have been in this college for many years." The well-behaved boy approached the old man who was enjoying the sunbathing and asked.
"Many years? Indeed, many years."
It seemed like doubt and emotion.
The dim eyes opened, and the past seemed to have passed a long time ago.
"Then do you know Taotie Douluo?"
"Do you think an old man like me knows a Titled Douluo?" The old man looked at An Zhen with a smile.
"You haven't been in this school for many years." An Zhen looked at the big man expectantly.
The big man did not answer.
"I heard that Taotie Douluo is a good eater. I plan to open a shop selling drinks. I wonder if I can ask this guy to give me some advice and taste the food."
If any other Title Douluo or Shrek teacher were here, they would probably kick this ignorant kid to the ground. He is second to none, a 98-level Title Douluo, one of the strongest people in the world, and you actually asked him to taste the food for your shop.
"I don't know, but if it's true as you said, the Title Douluo who is a good eater may be very interested in this." The old man said slowly, "But with the new students reporting recently, there should be no shortage of tasters."
"Oh, this thing is a bit unhealthy. It would be bad if it hurts these delicate flower buds." An Zhen said seriously.
Moon: ...
For a moment, the picture seemed to be still.
...
Syrup, milk, water...
The formula of milk tea is not complicated.
Good-looking packaging, a variety of flavors.
Unfortunately, there is no special packaging machine, so only plastic lids can be used.
Real estate in Shrek City is really expensive.
After asking, An Zhen gave up. Although he still had some, it was obviously not enough, unless he went to get a rich woman.
In the afternoon.
After working for half a day, An Zhen refreshed his fatigue level and pulled two small shelves to find his uncle.
"Uncle, is there a kind of gentle and considerate big sister who is good-looking and has a good figure, willing to spend money on men, emotionally loyal, strong and rich. Girls or loli are also OK."
A recliner was constructed, and the boy lay on it with a tired face. His body was not tired, but his heart was tired.
"Boy, I heard that you want me to try an unhealthy drink?"
An Zhen turned over and looked in the direction of the voice.
It was an old man with greasy body and messy hair. The robe that should have been white had been dyed gray-brown by various dirt. Only the collar could vaguely see a little of the original color.
At this moment, he was biting a chicken leg.
It was him! Super Douluo!
Member of Shrek Sea God Pavilion!
Honorary Supreme Elder of Holy Spirit Church!
"That's right."
An Zhen, who was not frightened by the title of Titled Douluo, reached out and pulled the shelf next to him.
"Here are pearl milk tea, chocolate milk tea, original flavor, succulent grape, watermelon ice drink, lemonade."
"What do you want to try?"
"One of each."
"Okay."
The handsome young man opened the cabinet under the shelf, where there were several huge cans, each with a faucet installed on it.
Soon, six transparent plastic cups with flowers and girls painted on the surface were filled with drinks.
"Uncle, do you want a cup?"
"Let's have a cup of original flavor."
"Xuanzu!"
A gentle voice with a bit of anxiety sounded.
An Zhen only then noticed that there was a woman standing behind the old man.
She was too quiet, motionless like a sculpture. Her black hair fell to her waist, her delicate face was peaceful and flawless, and her fitted school uniform outlined her attractive curves. She was as peaceful as a silver moon in the sky at night.
Zhang Lexuan.
Zhang Lexuan and Beibei were the only ones who could call Moon this.
"Give this kid a cup of pearls."
"Okay."
An Zhen took the milk tea with a trembling hand and handed over another cup.
Zhang Lexuan didn't drink it, and the girl stood there like a sculpture.
"A good child should listen to the elders."
An Zhen stuffed the milk tea directly into her hands.
Drink it if you want.
"If it's put in a high-end banquet, your sugar-filled drink can be called industrial waste." Elder Xuan gave his own evaluation.
"What if it's put in a street barbecue?"
"Popular in campus."
A cup of milk tea and a chicken leg.
Elder Xuan felt that this thing and the chicken leg were a perfect match.
"What do you think is the right price?"
"Price? One gold soul coin?" The big guys are always not short of money.
An Zhen closed his eyes, then opened them.
Two large posters were hung on the two trucks.
"Certified by Taotie Douluo Xuan Lao, set price."
"30% off for all items."
With these two brands, not only can they play a star effect, but the price will not be a problem, even if better materials are used plus labor costs, a cup is only one silver soul coin.
The most important point is that this is Shrek City. If you want to imitate him, see if he dares to sell here.
"As long as I open, I will give you enough, how about it?"
The well-behaved boy looked at the boss expectantly.
"When
will you open?" "Wait a minute."
"Okay."
An Zhen walked into the dormitory. He had prepared Xiao Yutong's work. He had to serve the eldest lady well. His cultivation depended entirely on Huo Yutong.
"Creating things out of thin air."
The sloppy old man took a sip of milk tea, recalling the wooden board that appeared out of thin air just now without even noticing it. His dim eyes were now like a beast awakening from its deep sleep, "Is this kid's martial soul really the world?"
"Do whatever you want to do, either out of passion or according to your own wishes, Le Xuan, this is youth." The old man in his twilight years began to persuade.
"Xuanzu, protecting the academy is what Le Xuan wants to do." The gentle woman was like the cold silver moon, she had always been so quiet, so alone.
"I've hurt you, child."