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- "Hey, the buns at the bun shop next door are delicious. Do you want me to bring you a few?"
Ye Tianchen had just stepped out of the door when he suddenly stuck his head in the door again.
The Sky Demon Queen frowned: "I am the Sky Demon Queen, not 'hello'."
Ye Tianchen smiled bitterly, "I brought you something to eat, and I still want to call you queen? Are you confused?"
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"What are you doing? You can choose not to eat if you don't like it." Ye Tianchen shrugged and interrupted the words of the Sky Demon Queen who was getting ready to go.
The Sky Demon Queen turned her head and closed her eyes with a gloomy face, as if she no longer wanted to pay attention to Ye Tianchen.
Ye Tianchen went out and walked straight into the "Baozi King" bun shop, found an empty table and sat down.
¡°Sir, what can I have something to eat?¡±
"How do you calculate the price for buns here?" Ye Tianchen looked around.
"Vegetable buns cost fifty cents, and meat buns cost one piece."
"How much does porridge cost?"
"Porridge, bean juice, spicy soup - all cost one yuan a bowl." The owner of the bun shop is a stocky middle-aged man, with a piece of flour on his chest, a scarf stained with oil, and his hands covered with flour, and he is rubbing his hands together. Rub out the flour.
"I want two vegetable buns, two meat buns, and a bowl of spicy soup."
"Okay, please wait a moment." The boss took off the rag from his shoulder, wiped the table clean for Ye Tianchen quickly, put it away, and smiled: "There are side dishes over there, they are free. If you want to eat, you can pick them up yourself."
Ye Tianchen looked in the direction of his finger, and sure enough he saw a square table placed at the corner of the wall, with four or five large bowls of side dishes on it. Nod and walk over.
"Bean curd, pickled mustard, sweet and sour garlic, wax beans" When Ye Tianchen lived in the apocalypse, how could anyone still make these things? It has long been lost.
¡°It was only after he arrived on Earth that he ate some of these side dishes, and he was amazed. When he was on Earth at that time, he would eat a side dish every day.
Now that I see this, I can¡¯t help but move my fingers, bring a small dish plate, pick up all kinds of side dishes, and bring the full small dish back.
After taking a bite of the steaming buns, a bite of the sour side dishes, and a sip of the rich spicy soup, Ye Tianchen shuddered all over: "It feels good!"
The surrounding diners all looked askance: How long has it been since this beggar had breakfast?
"Mom, this uncle is so weird, he can eat steamed buns so much!"
"Hush - that's a weirdo, be careful if he hears about it, he will arrest you and sell you!" The middle-aged woman grabbed the child and picked up the porridge in front of the child: "Here, take another sip, it's sweet and delicious!"
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? A child¡¯s eyes were just fixed on Ye Tianchen, how could he think of eating?
The woman reprimanded in a low voice: "Drink quickly! After you finish drinking, I will send you to school. If you don't drink, I won't buy you toys."
Hearing this, the child reluctantly looked away, opened his mouth and took a sip.
Ye Tianchen took one bun at a time, and the side dishes were quickly wiped out by him. He still felt hungry in his belly, "Boss, give me eight more buns, half vegetables and meat!"
"Come here!" The boss of the bun shop was busy frying fried dough sticks. He turned to the woman next to him and said, "Hey, go and serve buns to others."
The woman curled her lips, clapped her hands, wiped the flour off her hands, and paid the bill of the diners in front of her, then picked up a plate and put eight buns for Ye Tianchen.
She walked into the house carrying the buns, and happened to see Ye Tianchen picking up side dishes - it was the first time she saw someone eating side dishes like this, almost as if they were rice. I couldn't help but feel angry, so I put down the plate with a bang, turned around and walked away, muttering: "The side dishes don't cost anything. This way of eating is like an old monk!"
The diners around him were startled, and turned to look at the side dishes table. They saw Ye Tianchen picking up side dishes without any image, and the look of joy made the diners around him shake their heads secretly, and some even spat at him.
"It's not easy for people to open a steamed stuffed bun shop. Will others still eat the way you eat it?"
"I'll eat my own food, who cares about you?" Ye Tianchen didn't look back, his voice was neither salty nor cool.
"Eat quickly, go to school after eating!" The woman noticed something was wrong, grabbed the bun and stuffed it into the child's mouth.
The child was held down by the woman and stuffed with steamed buns. He was so anxious that he blurted out: "It's none of your business whether I eat the steamed buns or not?" This was obviously what Ye Tianchen said just now. He is a kid who is learning and selling. , it¡¯s a pity that the wrong person was used.
The woman's face turned green, she picked up her cloth shoes, picked up the child, and hit her on the butt hard.
While fighting back, he said: "I told you not to learn well! I told you not to learn well!"
The child was beaten until he had porridge in his mouthHis face was wet with tears and snot mixed with saliva. The sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling can make your eardrums burst.
"You can't beat a child like that. What if the child is broken?" An old man next to him shook his head and sighed.
"Is it none of your business that I beat my son?" The woman's hair was messy and her clothes were disheveled. It seemed that beating someone was a very hard job, as evidenced by the beads of sweat on her forehead.
The old man shook his head and complained in a low voice: "The world is getting worse, the world is getting worse!"
Ye Tianchen had already returned with a plate of side dishes - it was so full that it looked like a small mountain. People around him were extremely impressed by how thick-skinned this person was.
"Huh?" Ye Tianchen came to his seat, only to see a tall, rough man with one foot on his seat, his right hand supporting his thigh, his upper body leaning forward, and a pair of big copper bell eyes glaring at Ye Tianchen fiercely.
"Little bastard, why are you talking to grandpa? Apologize!" The man's muscles were very strong. Although he didn't look like a bodybuilder, Ye Tianchen could tell after a quick look that he was a martial arts practitioner. It is full of explosive power, many times more powerful than those beautiful embroidered pillows specially designed for fitness.
"My son, it's the father's fault that he doesn't teach you. It's also my fault that you take such a rest." Ye Tianchen shook his head and sighed, looking very regretful.
The man opened his mouth, roared, and kicked the table away. The table, along with the buns and spicy soup on it, all flew towards Ye Tianchen.
Ye Tianchen¡¯s expression remained unchanged, he performed the Lingbo Wei Step with his feet, and the Thousand-Flower-Plum Blossom Hand with his hands.
Everyone saw him holding the disk in his hand, his arms slowly swinging, and the plate of steamed buns in the air was caught one by one by the plate, and then the plate of steamed buns was held on his head, and he went to catch the bowl of spicy soup with his bare hands - at this time The spicy soup had been spilled and flying in the air, but people saw that the bowl seemed to make a circle under the control of his hand, and he took all the spicy soup back into the bowl in mid-air!
For a moment, the whole place was silent.
The owner of the bun shop heard the sound before and raised his head to take a look. But when he noticed it was Ye Tianchen, a faint smile appeared on his face and he went back to fry the fried dough sticks without any worry at all.
¡°Go and persuade her¡ªdon¡¯t destroy our bun shop!¡± The woman shook the boss with both hands.
"Don't worry, if the powerful Wu Sheng wants to demolish the store, we can't escape. If he doesn't want to demolish it, then the King of Heaven is here, and our store is as safe as a mountain." The owner of the bun shop said with a smile on his face, "I It doesn¡¯t look like he wants to demolish the store.¡±
Sure enough, when he finished speaking, it happened to be when Ye Tianchen finished receiving the spicy soup. Everyone was stunned for a moment. The aroma of porridge and the taste of steamed buns filled the bun shop, and everyone's breathing was extremely heavy and clearly audible.
"Gudong" The man who provoked Ye Tianchen before saw Ye Tianchen's tactics and was shocked. He asked himself that if he had another ten years, he might not be able to practice to this level. If such a swift technique were used to kill someone, who could resist it?
horrible.
horrible!
Ye Tianchen restored the table to its original position, put down the plate on his head, put down the spicy soup, and slowly put down the side dishes he had been holding in his left hand - the chopsticks held between the fingers of his right hand quickly circled around his hand, and finally were firmly held between them. Between the index and middle fingers, he sat down and started eating.
Sweat was already streaming down the man's forehead: If Ye Tianchen's hand that brushes chopsticks is used to brush daggers, what kind of expert must he be?
Taking a step back, the man swallowed.
¡°If you still don¡¯t leave, I will send you away.¡±
Ye Tianchen ate the steamed buns and pickles and said calmly without raising his head.
The man turned around and ran away, without even looking back, and disappeared across the street.
After what happened, the people around me used their chopsticks a lot softer when eating, and they also carefully lowered their voices when speaking, lest they put this mysterious figure of unknown origin in a bad mood, and then no one would be able to follow him. He fought and won.
Ye Tianchen ate comfortably and stood up, rubbing his belly: "Boss, settle the accounts! How much are six vegetable buns, six meat buns, and a bowl of spicy soup?"
¡°Three pieces for six dishes, six pieces for six meats, and one piece for a bowl of spicy soup, a total of ten pieces.¡± The boss said with a smile.
"Just right." Ye Tianchen took out an ancient martial arts coin and handed it over.
The boss took it and continued to fry the fried dough sticks.
The woman carefully looked at Ye Tianchen's back: "Master, is he really a strong martial artist?"
"Nonsense! It's not like you didn't see him knocking down Aaron a few days ago. What kind of strength is Aaron? Martial Lord!" The boss curled his lips and was very dissatisfied with his wife's question, "Then Aaron is the strength of Martial Lord.Strength is something to be played with in the hands of this young man. Think about it for yourself, what strength does he have? "
"Maybe it's just Wu Zun" the woman muttered softly.
"Wuzun? Impossible!" The boss shook his head, "If he was only as strong as Wu Zun, how could Aaron's group of fellow apprentices not go to him to trouble him? Although he won against Aaron alone, if he was really a It¡¯s just a martial arts master, so Aaron and his group will definitely use the crowd wave tactic. If we are at the same level, we can definitely win if we fight with more and less."
"Maybe they are scared?"
"I'm telling you, you just don't believe it - that person must be Wu Sheng, you haven't seen him every day" The boss was about to say something, but after thinking about it, his wife was talking nonsense to the neighbors every day, in case the news leaked out , causing trouble for that Martial Saint, and he couldn't afford to be blamed in the end.
"What does he do every day? You tell me, half of what he says is very interesting."
"He is in good spirits every day and full of spiritual energy. He must be a martial saint!" the boss said far-fetched.
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