What was cultivation? Could it be eaten? If not, then goodbye. Mo Tiankong's most diligent cultivation was probably today's consumption of the Physique Pill. At the same time, he also controlled the strength of his physical body for an entire afternoon.
It was already past nine at night. Mo Tiankong gave up on the idea of going to the main hall to help. It was better to wait for dinner.
Auspicious was already seated at the dining table. Every time it was time to eat, she had to wait in advance. This was a habit.
He didn't tease Lucky. She was a great demon emperor. Although she still looked cute, she was very intelligent. Teasing a female was the only way to do it.
Normal teasing was not enough. Currently, Luo Ruo was more familiar with Auspicious. After all, she was the number one chef. As for Ning Hanyue, as the number one chef, he would not be disgusted when he got close to Auspicious.
That was how realistic he was. When Lady Qian came over last time, she did not even give him a hug. If it was a chef, he would definitely be happy.
Mo Tiankong took out his phone. He had set it to silent mode for the entire day. During this time, he was either consuming the Physique Pill or training his strength. Hence, he really did not use his phone.
After the screen lit up, Mo Tiankong saw a whole page of messages pop up on the screen. Some of them were chat messages that he had added as a friend last night. The rest were messages from the Second Generation Group.
He directly entered Letters. Yu Xiuyuan and the others sent some messages. They were basically beginners who had just learned Letters. They sent some messages such as "Are you there?", "How is Store Manager Mo?" and so on. After thinking about it, Mo Tiankong still replied to each of them.
Since they had already added each other as friends, it was just to chat. According to Mo Tiankong's personality, he was not a cold person.
After that, he opened the Second Generation Group. The group was very lively. However, Kuang Tie, Zhang Tiannan and the others, Yeh family's Ye Qing and Li Cheng did not interrupt. Fatty Tang was a chatterbox. He chatted with the second generation in the group.
There was no choice. Fatty Tang's personality was like that. He had the potential to chat. Of course, because of Fatty Tang's interruption, the atmosphere in the group could also liven up.
Otherwise, if the top second generation did not say anything, it would not be good for the group to be too lively.
Mo Tiankong casually scrolled through the group. There were also some who discussed martial cultivation. Of course, it was impossible for them to talk about martial cultivation.
"My cultivation has reached Wuzong Realm... Young Zhang, Young Master Tang....... but there's nothing in the grocery store.
"Hehe, sigh, Liu Zhong, you're attracting a bit of hatred. I haven't broken through yet. If my old man finds out that you broke through first, he'll definitely scold you again."
"Ask Family Head Liu to get you some natural treasures?"
"I've already eaten a lot. But cultivation is not something that can be broken through just because you want to."
"I think your foundation is not stable. You must have taken some pills to increase your cultivation."
"Monkey Yan, how good can you be?"
"Liu Zhong, let's fight one-on-one."
"Come on, who's afraid of who? Let's go to the arena tomorrow."
"Then it's settled."
"Don't talk nonsense. If I can see you guys at the arena tomorrow, I'll invite you to Hua Man Pavilion."
"Ci Ping, do you want to fight one-on-one too?"
"Your cultivation is too weak. I'm sorry, I'm already at Wuzong Realm. If you're not afraid of being beaten up, come at me."
"Uh, forget it. Wait until my cultivation catches up to yours."
"Catch up? Dream on."
“.....”
The Second Generation Group was generally like this. There was no discussion about martial cultivation. Was it because the natural treasures were not delicious or the items in the store were not good enough?
After a cursory glance, Mo Tiankong closed the chat. He felt that he could not hang out with these Second Generation Young Masters. He could not even hang out with their fathers.
Most of the Second Generation Young Masters only had Martial Emperors in their families. They had no common topics to talk about.
Of course, there was no need to leave the group. Strictly speaking, Mo Tiankong was also a young man. It was not like he would join the old people's group.
"Store Manager Mo, come to Songcheng when you have time. Take a selfie with the wild beast forest as the background. It's definitely not bad."
"Store Manager Mo, the scenery in Songcheng is not bad. I took a few pictures today."
"Pictures."
"Pictures."
"Pictures."
“.....”
After reading the message sent by Old Man Gao, Mo Tiankong almost vomited blood. He did not expect that the appearance of the Blue Planet phone would cause Gao Zhan to fall for it.
How did he get into the habit of taking selfies? Mo Tiankong felt that he could not bear to look at it directly.
A middle-aged man. Did he have some misunderstanding about being handsome? After shaving his beard, he did look younger, but at this awkward age.
Because he had broken through to the Martial Emperor Realm, his lifespan had increased and he looked younger. He looked like a middle-aged man now.
However, if he wanted to look like a middle-aged man, he should at least grow a beard or something. After shaving his beard, he did not look young or old. He did not look elegant at all.
That was why it was awkward. He would look better with a beard.
"Old Brother Gao, you look better with a beard."
Forget it, forget it. Mo Tiankong reminded him for the sake of friendship.
"Store Manager Mo, but if I have a beard, I will look older."
Gao Zhan replied instantly.
"Ahem, I'm not talking about growing a long beard or stubble."
Mo Tiankong explained again.
"I can try this. I'll take a picture for you later."
Gao Zhan replied.
"… Okay."
How could Mo Tiankong say no? Obviously not.
The chat officially ended. Mo Tiankong continued to reply to other people's messages and opened his WeChat Moments to take a look.
He did not know if anyone had posted anything on WeChat Moments since yesterday. He should be able to familiarize himself with it in a day.
This was the simplified version. There were only a few functions. One day was enough for him to familiarize himself with it.
One-third of his WeChat Moments were still photos of the sea. As he looked down, he saw that many people had posted something.
Divine Martial World: A full-body photo of a fat man from the Zhang and Tang family holding a sword. There was also a sentence attached: Practicing the Eight Trigrams Saber Technique requires perseverance.
Mo Tiankong almost laughed out loud. The Tang family head was probably a good friend of his, so he posted this kind of photo.
Otherwise, Mo Tiankong would have been fooled. What perseverance? He was obviously more talented than Zhang Tiannan. If he cultivated properly, he would definitely be able to surpass Zhang Tiannan. However, Zhang Tiannan was always in the lead.
Although Mo Tiankong did not believe it, there were many people below. Most of them were rich second generations. The comments were all admiring.
He continued to look. Luo Ruo also posted a picture of her cleaning her room today.
Mo Tiankong clicked on the picture and looked at Luo Ruo's room.
The room was not big, about forty to fifty square meters. However, the decorations were very cozy. There were many plants and flowers as decoration. Mo Tiankong even saw some mutated earth flowers that were dug out from the backyard of the shop.
He could tell that she was a fastidious girl. The room was very clean and tidy.
Of course, female martial artists were more conservative. However, Luo Ruo did not have many friends in her WeChat Moments. It did not matter if her friends saw it.
He continued to scroll down.
It was Gao Zhan's WeChat Moments. Mo Tiankong looked carefully. It was the picture that Gao Zhan had just sent him. However, there were obviously more pictures in his WeChat Moments. There were a total of nine pictures.
Luckily, he was not the only one. There were many victims.
"Store Manager Mo, it's time to eat."
Mo Tiankong looked down at his WeChat Moments. Luo Ruo's voice came from the kitchen.
"En, okay."
Mo Tiankong replied. He put away his phone and went to the kitchen to help serve the dishes.
After dinner, after sending Luo Ruo off, Mo Tiankong opened the Tieba and looked at it.
The appearance of WeChat Moments did not affect the shop's software. Mo Tiankong also saw that there were tens of millions of views on the Free Tieba. Moreover, it was clearly the latest.
Some of the latest big news was still posted on the forum as usual. Mo Tiankong slowly browsed through it.
WeChat Moments was still limited. Videos could only be posted for one minute. For martial artists, this was more difficult. Since they were used to recording for a few hours, they would still complain a little.
Also, only nine pictures could be posted. Compared to the Free Tieba, it was still a lot worse.
After browsing the video section, there were also a lot of videos uploaded. Seeing that the shop's software was not affected, Mo Tiankong was relieved.
WeChat Moments was at most a chatting tool. However, the Free Tieba was different. It was a wider space for communication. There was no comparison between the two.
Therefore, it was expected that WeChat Moments would not be affected. Mo Tiankong had already thought about this.
He then turned off his phone and went to rest.
.....
Thursday.
It was another Thursday of the week.
The sales of the lottery tickets were as stable as usual. Although Mo Tiankong increased the number of tickets to 1.5 million this week, the number of tickets sold every day was still steadily increasing.
Although the five clerks in the grocery store could only serve a limited number of people in a day, it also depended on how they counted. If they lined up without stopping, the number of martial artists they could serve would also increase.
If some martial artists came every once in a while, the number of people they could serve would decrease. In addition, Mo Tiankong would help at the cashier from time to time. Therefore, it was hard to calculate the number of martial artists they could serve in a day.
The increase in the number of martial artists coming to the shop also meant that they could make up for some of the empty time. After working at the cashier all day, the number of people they served was still very good.
Today, Mo Tiankong also helped at the cashier counter. As the store manager, it was not a problem for him to rest for a few days a week. However, it was still helping him earn sales. It would be too depraved of him to do nothing in the shop.
Mo Tiankong was a store manager with his own ideas and dreams. How could he continue to degenerate like this? Of course, this was not what he said when he was lying in the hammock a few days ago.
At 10 o 'clock sharp, the opening hours were over. The door of the shop opened automatically.
Luo Ruo and the others entered first. The rest of the martial artists filed in. The huge shop was filled with martial artists in just ten minutes.
Mo Tiankong casually used Appraisal to see where these martial artists came from. This was a small habit of his. Now that he had not lined up to pay, he had nothing to do even if he had the time.
There was also a group of people at the entrance of the grocery store. They were all riding Ferghana horse. However, it was not a rare sight now. In the end, they stopped at the entrance of the store.
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