"Brother, I haven't fought with you for a long time. Let's go to the back mountain and fight a few moves?" Fengjiu looked at him and said with a smile.
"With you?" Guan Xilin shook his head and said with a smile, "You are now a powerful god king. If I fight with you, wouldn't that just be asking for trouble? No, no, I was originally thinking of coming here to accompany you guys for a walk, but since you've gotten Hao'er out, I'll go find Du Fan and the others to practice with."
As he said this, he walked out: "If you want to practice, go practice with Mo Ze! If the two of you fight, you will be evenly matched."
Seeing Guan Xilin walk out of the yard in the blink of an eye, Feng Jiu couldn't help but shake her head and laugh: "Really, even if it's just for practice, I definitely won't use my full strength." As she spoke, she walked out, intending to talk to Old Mei about Hao'er's matter.
On the other side, in an alley in Sifang City, Leng Hua put Hao'er down and said, "I will put you here. Your mother wants you to hone yourself in Sifang City. You will stay in this city for the next ten days. It is up to you to decide where to stay."
Leng Hua looked at Hao'er who was blinking at him, paused for a moment, took out two steamed buns wrapped in paper from the space and placed them in his hands, and said softly: "You haven't eaten anything this morning, right? Eat a steamed bun to fill your stomach first, as for the next meal, you have to figure it out yourself."
"Thank you, Uncle Hua." He thanked him while holding the steamed bun.
"Then I'm leaving. Be careful and don't trust strangers easily." Leng Hua said, patted his head, and then left.
As he walked away, he was the only one standing in the alley with two snow-white steamed buns in his hands. He thought for a moment, walked to the side and sat down, picked up one steamed bun and ate it, and wrapped the other one up and put it in his arms.
The steamed bun was eaten dry without any water or porridge, which made it difficult for him to swallow as he was used to eating good food. He ate slower and slower, and finally, he walked out of the alley with the remaining half of the steamed bun.
"Selling buns! Freshly baked, hot meat buns!"
The hawker's voice came, and Hao'er's eyes lit up. Meat buns? Meat buns are much more delicious than steamed buns, and they even have meat inside.
Unconsciously, he walked with his short legs to the stall selling meat buns. Looking at the aroma of meat coming from the smoking bun rack, he couldn't help swallowing.
He had just come out, why did he feel that the meat buns smelled so good? Could it be that the things outside the mansion were more fragrant
"Go away! Where did you come from, little beggar? Go away! Don't block my business so early in the morning." When the peddler saw a dirty little beggar standing in front of him, he immediately stepped forward to chase him away.
Hao'er was pushed and pulled aside by him. He stood in the corner and watched, and saw that the fierce-looking hawker suddenly turned to a smiling face and greeted the customers who came forward to buy buns in the blink of an eye.
Although he was young, he was smart and had learned a lot from Feng Jiu and Xuanyuan Mo Ze. Seeing the different treatments given to the hawker, he understood the key to this in an instant.
He was a little beggar and could not afford to buy the meat buns, so he made no profit to the vendor, so he looked at him in a stern face. The vendor smiled and greeted the customers because they bought his buns and he could make money, so he was polite to them.