The blind box of the plane was exposed, and foreigners cried for entry into China

The next day, Ling Xiaoyue showed up at the shopping mall on time. She thought she wasn't late since she was on time. But when she arrived, she found everyone else was there.

Yesterday's staff from the Ancient Plane had already begun operations there. Ling Xiaoyue planned to handle the Primordial Plane with just himself and the Pojun team, and if they became too busy, he would assign new staff to join.

The soldiers who stayed behind had already replenished the supplies last night, and even the sanitation was done well.

As soon as the space-time gate opened, Cheng Jia and Ling Xiaoyue each dispersed and took their men to guard a plane.

In the ancient dimension, people from surrounding cities and counties who got the news set out at night, while others called their friends to go and see this novel shop, which was said to be even more dazzling than the Crystal Palace of the Sea Dragon King.

The wealthy families from the surrounding towns who had come overnight were already waiting in a line at the gate. Peddlers waiting to buy goods to sell around the area for a little profit, such as Lin Hu, who had tasted the sweetness of success, spontaneously formed another line.

The sun had already risen, but the mall was still closed, and people gradually started talking.

"Where are you from? This brother looks unfamiliar. Are you from our prefecture?"

"I'm from the next-door city. My neighbor, who was visiting relatives last night, told me about a shop run by a deity. It's even bigger than the three-courtyard house of the richest man in our city. He boasted that it had everything I could imagine. He also said it was even more magnificent than the Dragon King's palace, and even had a crystal glass lamp the size of a small courtyard, which was truly the most amazing treasure in the world. I was so curious that I came down on the boat before dawn. I have to take a good look at my neighbor to see if he's lying." A man who looked like a traveling merchant fanned himself with his sleeves and wiped his sweat as he spoke.

"Hey! What's so fake about this? They're exaggerating it so much and talking as if it were true. If it's not fake, it must be true." A guy at the front of the team turned around and joined the conversation.

"Brother, what you said means you have been there yesterday? Is it really as my neighbor said?" The traveling merchant asked questions repeatedly in disbelief.

The people around pricked up their ears to listen to the conversation between these people.

"Of course I have been there, otherwise why would I bring my wife and children here so early in the morning? Wouldn't it be nice to rest at home?" Another man at the back of the team said.

"Then why are you bringing your family here if you've already been there? Are you really going to buy something? Can't you just take it back? Is it necessary to come here so early in the morning and queue up? What's worth all the trouble?" asked a coachman in the queue next to him.

"Hey! You don't know, everyone in my family is very afraid of heat. We bought everything we needed to buy here yesterday, and we came here today just for the air conditioning. It's not hot at all even though we're crowded together inside, it's just like autumn!" the man replied.

"Daddy, Daddy, candy, noodles." A five-year-old boy shook the sleeve of the man who was talking.

"Oh, right! Besides coming here to cool off, I'm also going to buy some lollipops and some noodles that the kids like. Noodles soaked in water are so delicious and convenient. My little brother won't have to worry about not having something hot to eat at the exam hall this time."

"Is it really so magical?"

"Is this the underworld? Otherwise, how could there be such a cool air?"

"How can there be so many delicious and useful things in the underworld? It's very bright inside. Especially the crystal glass lamp, it's the brightest!"

"If the underworld also has so many good things and is not scary at all... then I won't be afraid of getting old." said an old man who was supported by his grandson.

"Hahahaha, how can such a good thing happen?"

"That's right, that's right!"

"Brother Lin Hu, how many popsicles did you sell from here yesterday?" someone else asked during the conversation.

"You must have made a lot of money, right? I saw you riding that weird-looking popsicle cart back and forth to the city gate four times yesterday." Another woman poked her head out of the queue and said.

"It's so hot today, won't the popsicles melt into water on the way to the city?" The driver couldn't help but wonder.

"No, no," Lin Hu said, waving his hands hastily, afraid to let anyone misunderstand the shop owner's kindness. "The shop owner saw how sunburned I was yesterday, so out of kindness he lent me his popsicle cart to sell popsicles."

"That's right, that's right. There is only one popsicle cart in this shop. Lin Hu is lucky enough to have it loaned out." A young man carrying two empty baskets said enviously.

"Young man, you don't look like someone from a wealthy family. Why are you here with a basket on your shoulder? Are you here to buy rice and flour?" A corner of the carriage curtain was lifted, and a middle-aged man stuck his head out and asked.

"I already bought some rice and flour last night. Today I'm here to sell popsicles like Brother Lin Hu did."

"We had already discussed it last night. I will carry a shoulder pole to sell cheap popsicles to relieve the heat. Brother Lin Hu will ride a popsicle cart to sell ice cream, oh yes, cream ice cream! This is even sweeter and more delicious than the Sushan ice cream. It's just a little more expensive. But we will split the money we earn from the sales in half." The young man patted the shoulder pole beside him and said with hope for the future.

"How can you keep the popsicles from melting with this load?" asked the people in the carriage.

"This gentleman may not know this. It was the idea of ​​the people in this shop. We took the thick quilt and wrapped it on the outside, put the black cloth and quilt inside, and the boss gave us a few ice cubes. This will at least keep it from melting for half a day." The young man explained with a smile.

"It's fine. It's fine."

"It's extreme, it's extreme."

Everyone started chatting again, and the atmosphere was very lively.

After a while, the strange stone house suddenly disappeared before everyone could make a sound. Before they could even shout, they saw an incredibly large shopping mall appear in its place. It was surrounded by high walls and had only one entrance.

"What a grand gesture! Even the doors are made of fine iron." The nobleman in the carriage sighed.

The crowd suddenly became noisy.

"It's the work of a god, it's the work of a god!"

"Such a miracle, such a miracle, it really is a god!"

"I don't know which god came to bless us."

The people at the scene knelt on the ground and kowtowed. Many old women even took out a few incense sticks from their bags, lit them, rushed forward in three or two steps, found a good position, inserted them into the gap beside the high wall, kowtowed and chanted.

There were even people carrying incense burners! The old woman's children stared in amazement. No wonder their mother and grandmother refused to help carry her bag, thinking there was something valuable inside. It turned out to be an incense burner?!

An official in plainclothes stared wide-eyed. "This incense burner is quite heavy, isn't it? How did you carry it all the way here?" The old women's mumblings echoed in his ears.