The prosperity of Yushan is ten times that of Nantang.

The most intuitive manifestation is that there are a lot of snack vendors. These vendors, who smile on their faces and shout to attract customers, rely on the local prosperity. People have a lot of spare money in their pockets. They can rely on the two o'clock in the morning and afternoon.

You can catch the gluttons by digging into the snacks and earn a lot of money.

These snack vendors work hard and not only make enough food and clothing, but also have a monthly surplus.

Overflowing prosperity.

People who live in a good place like Zhuxia can always reap a harvest as long as they are willing to put in the sweat.

The Purple Pine Road that Wu Gao was crossing was neither big nor small, bustling and noisy. It was one of the famous local snack streets. It connected to various offices in Yushan to the left, and directly to the Yushan City God Temple at the end.

"Charcoal-grilled pepper cakes, freshly baked charcoal-grilled pepper cakes, come on."

“Stir-fried snails, no sand, no disease, delicious!”

“Fish noodles, fish noodles, spicy red oil fish noodles.”

"Sell~~meat dumplings!"

This refers to someone who keeps coughing when he is excited.

Wu Gao turned around decisively and left the place.

"Thousand-layer hand cakes are soft, glutinous and sweet, and each layer is thinner than paper. If you don't believe me, just buy one and tear it open to see."

"Stall owner, do you often set up a stall on this street?" Wu Dao's nose twitched. Compared with the hand cakes in his previous life, the aroma seemed to be lighter, but more intense.

"Old Huang, I heard that the city god here is very spiritual, and I want to pay my respects to him for a smooth future. When you set up a stall here, have you heard about which incense stick to burn? It's really spiritual?" Wu Gao touched a piece of minced meat.

He chewed it in his mouth.

Suddenly, there was a strong wind in the temple, and there was constant noise and panic. Then he saw a black-faced figure and a white-faced figure flying out from inside. He was so frightened that he couldn't even hold the cake and threw it on the ground.

"Okay, please wait a moment, sir. I'll be here soon."

But no one dared to disobey what they did, and no one thought it was wrong.

As long as he can start a snowball, he can say anything.

This hand cake shop looks really good, and the signboard is also very fashionable with a photo, so people can know what the color of the baked cake is like at a glance.

They dare not say that the packaging pictures are for reference only.

If Yushan is compared to a game map, the Huifeng Martial Arts Hall is a temporary safe spot, and the City God's Temple is the dungeon. Whether he has the ability to clear the dungeon and earn tribulations depends entirely on Wu Gao's ability.

Try fishing to kill Hei Wuchang and then continue fishing.

There are quite a few.

Later, Lao Huang found out that the one with the black face was a military judge and the one with a white face was a civil judge. Someone had angered the judge, so Mr. Zuo let them out and punished the person. His nose, ears, and mouth were all blocked.

He killed a deaf-mute idiot. The crowd at the scene was so excited that he was beaten to death by those idiots.

When the wind stopped and the sound dispersed, the frightened old Huang went to pick up the cake, only to find that the cake was rotten and moldy.

Hand cake?

The familiar words evoked the memory of his past life. Wu Gao paused for a moment and was immediately spotted by the sharp-eyed vendors. With the reaction ability of a first-class warrior, these vendors waved to Wu Gao and showed off their signature snacks.

'No wonder he is full of yin energy.'

After Wu Yao heard what happened at the Chenghuang Temple, he was speechless for a moment. He took his cake and left the stall amidst Lao Huang's warm farewell. After walking a few steps, he loosened his clenched fists and lowered his head.

He sighed.

He saw the car in the middle of the convoy...

A round of energy and blood rises into the sky like wolf smoke! Fierce! Fierce! Domineering! The warrior is scornful and violent without concealing it!

This is beyond the realm of a first-class warrior!
Chapter completed!