"You stinking beggar, get away from me."
In Gengluo City, a dirty beggar was mercilessly kicked to the ground by a bun seller.
"Haha, boss, I'm really hungry, can I get some buns on credit?" The beggar didn't resent the bun seller for being rude to him, and still said with a smile: "When I have money, I will pay you back. "
"Bah! Come on!" The bun seller waved his hand and said indifferently: "You trash, living is a waste of resources! Why don't you die!"
Hearing these words, the beggar's smile faded, and there was a trace of anger on his dirty face.
He straightened his spine and said solemnly: "No one in this world can judge the value of others. Although I am currently poor, it does not mean that I am a waste!"
"Thirty years in Hexi, bah!" The beggar trembled. He seemed to think that this sentence was a bit too tacky. He quickly spat and said: "I am just down and out for a while. When I become prosperous in the future, I will definitely give you back the car." steamed stuffed bun."
"Haha!" the bun seller raised his eyebrows and said mockingly: "You're still so prosperous! But now I can make you fly like a chicken!"
Suddenly, he picked up a broom and hit the beggar hard.
The beggar's pupils shrank, he didn't expect the bun seller to dare to take action. Just when he was about to fight back, he clenched his fists tightly again.
My father said, no matter what happens, don't do anything!
"Stop!" At this moment, there was a shout, and a beautiful figure stood in front of the beggar and grabbed the broom of the bun seller. "Boss Lin, why are you doing this? Does bullying a beggar give you a sense of accomplishment?"
"Miss Xian'er, this beggar wants to eat for free and hinders my business, why don't I drive him away?" The bun seller frowned, knowing how powerful the woman in front of him was, so he didn't dare to speak harshly.
"Isn't it just a bun?" Shen Muxian glanced at the drawer of buns and said domineeringly: "Wrap it for me."
"You want them all?" The bun seller looked at her with wide eyes and surprise.
"That's right, I want it all! Are you still afraid that I have no money?" Shen Muxian glanced sideways at the bun seller, and his sharp gaze made him tremble.
"Okay, I'll wrap it up for you."
Soon, the bun seller packed a drawer of buns and handed them over.
"Thank you for the silver coin."
Shen Muxian casually threw a gold coin over and said calmly: "There's no need to look for it. The rest will be considered as this friend's food expenses for the next few days."
"Okay, no problem." The bun seller looked at the gold coin, his eyes shining. It didn't matter whether he was a beggar or not, as long as he made money, he was the boss.
"Here you go." Shen Muchian handed the bun to the beggar. "After you finish eating, you can continue to ask Boss Lin for it. If he dares to bully you again, you can come to me."
"Thank you!" The beggar raised his eyes and met Shen Muxian's clear and bright eyes, and his cold heart could not help but warm up. "Can I know your name?"
"Xian'er." Shen Muxian smiled, then turned around and waved.
"Luo Mushan, my name is Luo Mushan!" The beggar looked at Shen Muchian's back and shouted loudly, fearing that the woman who could make his heart warm wouldn't hear.
Luo Mushan finally had a full meal.
However, he did not enjoy these hot buns immediately, but ran to a ruined temple outside the city.
(End of chapter)