Mortal Immortal Gourd

Er Gouzi has become rich in recent years, but he still likes to eat meat buns.

At this time, he walked towards the bun shop following the smell.

What's more rare is that the owner of the bun shop is actually a young and beautiful woman, which doubles people's appetite.

Many people began to drool from a long distance. No matter whether they were hungry or not, they had to gather at the door of the bun shop to take a look before they could satisfy their cravings.

Er Gouzi was also watching from a distance holding Xiao Hei. This person was tall and had two long and straight legs.

His butt was also big and round, so he should be able to give birth to a son.

The only flaw was that his waist was too thin.

His face was okay, white and clean, and there was a red mole on his forehead between his eyebrows.

But this person was always cold and looked like he was keeping people away from him.

Those idle men wanted to talk to him under the pretext of buying buns, but they were just cold faces.

"What's your surname, young lady?"

A man who looked like a local rich man asked kindly with a big belly.

"Five cents for a meat bun."

The woman answered irrelevantly, with a cold voice.

"How many people are there in your family?"

The old rich man continued to ask kindly.

"Do you want to buy it? If not, get out of here."

The woman's voice was not loud, but the coldness that could not be melted was like the frost in October, revealing a murderous aura.

"You...you..."

The local rich man wanted to say something, but he looked at the woman's cold eyes and finally backed off.

"I won't argue with you, a little girl!"

Everyone saw that the local rich man was defeated and left in disgrace. They knew that this woman was not easy to deal with, and no one dared to tease him.

"I'll buy buns."

"I'll buy all your buns."

The other local rich man was not discouraged. He had used his most common means to directly show his financial strength.

Such a beautiful woman, selling buns on the street here, is really a waste of natural resources.

As the local rich man said this, he had already taken out a large ingot of silver and slapped it on the chopping board.

This ingot of silver, at least ten taels, is enough for ordinary people to spend for several months, and more than enough to buy all the buns in the store.

"Each person can only buy two."

Facing the local rich man's 10 taels of silver, the woman still refused coldly.

"Two buns for 10 coins, take your silver back."

The woman still stared at the local rich man with a cold look.

The local rich man suddenly felt like he was stared at by some ferocious beast.

He took back the silver timidly, honestly took out 10 copper coins and presented them, and walked away with two buns.

Now everyone knew that this boss only sold two per person, no matter how much money he gave, and his face was cold, and he didn't give anyone face.

Er Gouzi came closer with Xiao Hei in his arms.

"I want to buy two to try too."

As he said this, he had already taken out ten coins.

The woman seemed to have seen Er Gouzi coming.

She raised her head, and a smile appeared on her cold face.

At this moment, the iceberg melted, like flowers blooming in spring.

Everyone was stunned. It turned out that she was not as cold as an iceberg, but she would not bloom for you.

"Are two buns enough? Do you want to buy more?"

Er Gouzi was stunned, and everyone else was stunned. Didn't they just say that each person would only sell two?

"Can I buy more?"

"Of course, you can buy as many as you want. There are tables and chairs inside. You can sit inside and eat slowly."

The woman smiled again, and even the red mole between her eyebrows became brighter.

Er Gouzi walked into the inner room under the guidance of the woman. Sure enough, there were two sets of tables and chairs here.

Seeing the large pot of meat buns brought by the woman, Xiao Hei was impatient and swallowed several of them in one mouth.

Er Gouzi felt that this matter was a bit unusual.

His spiritual consciousness swept back and forth between the buns and the woman several times.

Originally, it was very impolite to use the divine sense to look back and forth at someone.

After all, the divine sense can penetrate even the wall, not to mention the cover of a few clothes.

But sometimes, those who achieve great things are not particular about details, so he can only use the divine sense to take a look.

This look really revealed some problems. The woman carried several short swords in her clothes.

And there was also a storage bag. This was clearly a cultivator.

It was just that the other party did not know what method she used to hide her cultivation. With Er Gouzi's divine sense, she could not see her cultivation.

"Who are you? What is your intention?"

Er Gouzi looked at the pile of meat buns on the table, but he didn't dare to eat.

Which good cultivator would come here to open a bun shop? What's the purpose?

Only Xiao Hei was stupid and still swallowed in big mouthfuls.

"Sir, please don't misunderstand me. I have no ill intentions."

"I am just tired of fighting and killing, and I want to find a quiet place here to spend the rest of my life."

The woman saw that Er Gouzi had seen through her, so she simply stopped hiding it.

"These buns are all made carefully by me, and there is no poison."

The woman said as she picked up a bun on the table and took a bite to eat it.

Er Gouzi was still skeptical about the woman's explanation, but he saw that Xiao Hei ate so many buns and there was nothing unusual.

He also took a bite of the bun.

It's delicious!

The skin is thin and the filling is large, full of meat and oil soup.

At first, I was a little afraid, afraid that it might be poisonous, so I ate slowly, in small bites.

Later, I ate more and more happily, and ate faster and faster, eating more than a dozen big meat buns in succession.

"What's your name, young lady?"

Er Gouzi and Xiao Hei had a full meal and asked casually when they paid the bill.

The woman was silent for a long time, as if she remembered her name after a long time.

"My name is Mo Yu. You can come often in the future. You can have as many meat buns as you want."

Er Gouzi held Xiao Hei and walked out of the bun shop in the envious eyes of the onlookers.

"Who is this man?"

Many people were puzzled as to why this farmer-like man could be viewed differently by this iceberg-like woman.

Er Gouzi usually didn't like to make a big show when he went out, and he dressed casually, whatever was comfortable.

Especially when he wore those expensive clothes, he would still feel distressed if they were torn.

He was used to wearing coarse cloth clothes, which were durable and comfortable. With his soy sauce-colored skin, he didn't look like a nobleman at all.

As long as he didn't make a fuss, few people would recognize him as the county magistrate in the crowd.

"This is Zhang Qingtian, you didn't recognize him?"

Only a few sharp-eyed people in the crowd recognized Ergouzi's identity.

"Ah! It turned out to be the great Qingtian."

Since he was the respected Qingtian, there was nothing strange about it, and everyone took it for granted.

In the following period of time, Ergouzi and Xiaohei had a good time, running to Mo Yu's steamed buns shop every day.

Mo Yu was really good at making meat buns, which were much more delicious than those in other shops.

As the news that the county magistrate often visited the shop leaked out, the reputation of this steamed bun shop became more and more famous.

It attracted many people to come here, but other people might not be able to buy steamed buns when they came, and they had to look at the boss's cold face.