I thought that there was a mother, an old lady, a maid, and 250 and Ye Molan at home. After some cute and sweet mouths at the bun shop, I bought 5 vegetables and buns for 4 cents.

In the Southern Imperial City where every inch of land is valuable, poor people like Baozishop cannot make much money. Small businesses who are careful in budgeting can only spread the buns in the entrance of a relatively remote alley. The rent of the shop is cheaper. For selling buns, the entrance of the alley is at the Sanchao Road intersection, and the business is quite good.

Ye Molan and 250 bought buns and had to pass through an alley and wander around the streets, calling it a search for business opportunities. As the saying goes, "Trees move to die, people move to live." If you have anything to do, you have to wander more.

In terms of 250, if you stay in the remote corner of Duanmu Mansion, there is nothing. It is better to stroll around more. Maybe you can meet the rich man's house to give away steamed buns and ask for a few steamed buns and a bowl of porridge.

Although the porridge given by the rich man's family was light and water-free, it was also made of white rice. The few people who lived in the broken thatched house of Duanmu Molan ate brown rice porridge, wheat paste, and rough steamed buns, which were really hard to swallow.

Only in ancient society did we realize the value of fine grains.

If you want to say that the buns with some lard smells good, they taste even more fragrant... Duanmu Molan can't eat meat and fish all year round. The vegetables in the vegetable garden can fill their stomachs. A hen you raise needs to lay eggs and a nest of rabbits will sell for money.

Vegetable buns containing lard are also luxury for several people in Duanmu Molan's family.

Who knows?

In the alley, a group of beggars would be blocked from front to back, intending to rob the buns.

Ye Molan was stunned!

250 Depressed!

Ye Molan and 250 are new faces in the area around here, and their accents are not the Southern Empire City accents, so they are targeted by bad guys.

Ye Molan felt very unfair. Duanmu Molan was a native of the Southern Imperial City, but Ye Molan spoke casually to 250 and used his own accent.

The beggar led a 14- or 15-year-old boy, who looked fierce and shouted at Ye Molan: "Take your buns!"

Ye Molan's heart was full of twists and turns, recalling the information in Duanmu Molan's memory that he had been reborn several times. In the future, there was a famous leader of the Beggars' Sect in the world. He was in this area when he was young. If you guessed it, the leader of the Beggars' Sect, who was named, should be only about eleven or twelve years old. He has become the leader of a group of young beggars in this area. What is his name? Hong Yue, yes! That's the name.

At the 8-year-old girl, Ye Molan looked calm and looked at the fierce boy of fourteen or fifteen years old. She was imposing and snorted coldly: "I advise you not to offend me, I am the boss of your Beggars' Sect, Hong Yue, and the pampered sister."

A group of little beggars laughed: "Stop beating people! Our boss is indeed surnamed Hong, but not Hong Yue, he is called Boss Hong!"

At the same time, an eleven or 2-year-old beggar boy on the roof next to him was looking at the 8-year-old girl with great interest, and thought to himself, how could she know my name? All the beggars in this area only knew that my name was Boss Hong, and they didn't know my real name at all.

The eleven-year-old beggar boy flew down from the roof, looked at the 8-year-old girl, curled his lips and smiled: "You said it was my adopted sister?"

Ye Molan smiled and said, "Wow! Little brother, you know light skills, so good!"

Hong Yue snorted coldly: "I'm asking you, answer honestly."

Ye Molan flattened her mouth, looked at the vegetable buns that had only eaten three small mouthfuls of her hand, and handed them to Hong Yue: "Little brother, do you want to eat vegetable buns?"

Hong Yue looked at the vegetable buns that Ye Molan had bitten in his hand. They looked delicious and smelled very fragrant. They could not resist the temptation of the vegetable buns. He reached out to take them and ate them all.

Ye Molan swallowed her saliva and stared at Hong Yue blankly as she finished eating the buns that originally belonged to her.

Hong Yue wiped his mouth clean with his cuffs, and then looked at Ye Molan, feeling that the 8-year-old girl looked like a greedy kitten? Her heart trembled and she announced loudly: "Report your name, and you will be my boss Hong's pampered sister in the future. If someone bullies you again, report my boss Hong's name! I will cover you from now on." As he said that, he stretched out a hand covered in mud and pinched Ye Molan's cheeks twice.

I saw black finger marks appearing on Ye Molan’s white cheeks.

If Ye Molan has a sweet mouth, 250's mouth is even sweeter. These two people are not only thick-skinned, but also don't bother to be cute and cheap to the little beggar boss. They even recognize Hong Yue as their righteous brother.

What is this called?

The first transaction of personal resources!
Chapter completed!