System: Auto Pickup Is On

"Is it so popular? Are you sure you didn't lose those bastards by gambling and let me eat shit?"

Luo Tian felt depressed when he heard it, as if being too famous is not a good thing.

The two left quickly through the back door, Luo Tian had already covered his own face tightly, and he didn't dare to let ordinary people recognize him in a short time.

Lu Xiaomei followed Luo Tian out of the inn, and crazily complained at the side: "You're a stingy man, you're in trouble. If you lived in Wuta, there wouldn't be such a thing at all. The money is for use! If you How depressing it would be to die at the hands of Devil Cultivator one day, and the money has not been spent yet!"

Luo Tian didn't bother to pay attention to Lu Xiaomei, if Zhang Fatty said such words to him, he could directly tear Fatty's mouth open. For the sake of Lu Xiaomei's good looks, I don't care about her.

"Follow me to the Practitioner newspaper. I'll ask about the situation!"

Luo Tian said calmly.

Lu Xiaomei frowned and said, "Practitioner newspaper? Don't you know that the Practitioner newspaper is closed today? No one is allowed to enter except for selling today's Practitioner newspaper. It is said that it is a meeting!"

"Meeting?"

Luo Tian could probably guess what kind of meeting it was. It might be directly related to him. He stopped, since he couldn't go to the Practitioner newspaper to inquire about the news, Luo Tian really didn't know where to go for a while.

"If you can't go, then go back to Wuta. I'll go and see if there are any tasks that I can take up recently."

Luo Tian said that he really walked in the direction of Southeast Wuta.

But Lu Xiaomei grabbed him and said: "Don't, the capital is peaceful now. Didn't you just finish cleaning? What mission are you taking on? Since it's fine, how about strengthening the flying boat with me. In a few days Today, the flying boat competition begins. Have you signed up yet?"

Only then did Luo Tian suddenly remember that he also seemed to have signed up for the Flying Boat Competition. Damn, it was just to prevent someone from messing around. It was easier for him to act with Zhang Fatty. I didn't even pay attention to what game I applied for.

The battle competition is over, Luo Tian really thought that all the competitions this time were all over. At this moment, it suddenly occurred to him that the battle contest was just an appetizer. The flying boat race is also expected by many people, and Zhang Fatty has been studying it for many days.

Poor Fatty was kidnapped at a critical moment. It is estimated that it will be difficult for him to participate in this flying boat competition.

Turning his head, Luo Tian looked at Lu Xiaomei and said: "To participate is to participate. You also know my flying boat. I lost a batch. Don't expect to get any ranking. I guess I will be eliminated in the first round. What's wrong, You also participated? Where did you get the letter of recommendation?"

Lu Xiaomei replied: "My father made it for me. Let's go, my uncle also recommended me a really good craftsman. Let me ask him to modify the flying boat when I come to the capital. Now is the right time. Come with me?"

Luo Tian smiled and said: "Traveler? Can you still contact the craftsman?"

Some time ago, Luo Tian listened to Zhang Fatty talking about it every day. Now, the slightly famous craftsmen in the capital have already filled up their construction schedules. I don’t know how many Practitioners and deacons are strengthening their own flying boats. But anyone with a bit of craftsmanship can make a small fortune during this time.

For people like them who are not very popular in the capital, it is too difficult to find a craftsman to strengthen the boat. It is true that you may not be able to find someone even if you spend money. Luo Tian didn't take it seriously, but Zhang Fatty knew the market well, complained more than once that the fees charged by craftsmen are robbery.

"Okay, let's take a look with you. When Fatty comes back, maybe I can recommend it to him. He still has a soft spot for air boat racing."

Lu Xiaomei chuckled and said, "There's nothing he can do with his steamed stuffed bun boat. If we want to win the ranking, we still have to look at my Miaomiao boat."

Luo Tian immediately remembered that Lu Xiaomei's coquettish cat Zhou Chuan suddenly had a different expression. But since he agreed, he followed Lu Xiaomei to find a craftsman.

The two called a carriage casually, and after running around the city for about half an hour. The carriage stopped at the place designated by Lu Xiaomei.

Luo Tian looked around and found that this place did not seem to be a workshop or the like. At a glance, there are very ordinary small streets and alleys, where vegetables are sold, stalls are set up, and breakfast is sold, which is full of life atmosphere.

Generally speaking, craftsmen live together, open their doors to do business, and once they do business, it is a whole street. In this way, it is more convenient whether it is to pick up the work or to prepare the ingredients.

But those that are driven alone in the depths of the alleys basically have no craftsmanship. Especially in this kind of place, it is even more impossible to have any good craftsmen.

Luo Tian frowned and asked: "Are you sure you are here?"

Looking at the scene in front of her, Lu Xiaomei hesitated, and said in a low voice, "The address my uncle gave is correct. Oh, coachman, you must have gone to the wrong place."

The coachman said loudly: "That's right, it's here. The person you mentioned is right in front, and I know him well. Who in the whole street doesn't know Lao Mei who sells breakfast!"

"Sell...early... order?"

Lu Xiaomei's face was full of astonishment.

Luo Tian almost laughed out loud, and said: "It seems that you were played by your uncle. Listen to me, this year's Chinese New Year, I shaved my hair in front of him. The so-called first month cut my head to kill my uncle, let him experience the folk custom sinister."

Lu Xiaomei said loudly: "Impossible. My uncle won't lie to me. He must be a hidden expert. Come with me!"

Saying this, they walked towards the breakfast stall. The old man selling breakfast looks quite old, with few hairs left on his head.

But it can be seen that the old man takes good care of his little hair, and specially flattens it with saliva from right to left. But when the wind blows, it flutters like a flag, so agile and tangible.

The business at the early stall didn't look very good either. The steamed stuffed bun sellers lined up next to him. There was only one person in front of the stall, and he was still crying.

Luo Tian thought at first that he had eaten a delicious fried dough stick, so he was so moved that he cried. But then, he and Lu Xiaomei heard the man wailing: "Master, I really can't eat your fried dough sticks, so you can return them. I'll take them back and give them to my dog. My dog ​​even pities me, so I messed with him!" Give me half of the shit that comes."

Uncle Mei pointed at the man with two long wooden chopsticks and said, "Get out, there will be no refunds. If you talk too much, I will stab you to death with chopsticks. Don't delay my voice, get out!"

The man still wanted to speak, but Uncle Mei directly pulled out a three-foot-long knife from behind.

Immediately, the man ran away and disappeared in a flash.

Luo Tian and Lu Xiaomei were stunned, but the other people around were used to it, and watched the man leave with a smile.

The steamed stuffed bun seller next to him smiled and said, "Old Mei, didn't you sell it today?"

Uncle Mei said loudly: "Whoever said it wasn't sold, didn't that mean he wasn't asked to return it? That means it was sold!"