He refused Sikong Yue's kindness, and now there was nothing he could do. If even Sikong Yue had no cash, don't expect the Eleventh Prince to have it. Sikong Xiao? Hua Mian didn't dare to think that he would bring money with him when he went out.

However, when thinking of Sikong Xiao, Hua Mian took another note. Although this method was good, only he could help. Thinking of this, he immediately resigned to Sikong Yue and ran to find Sikong Xiao.

On the second day, a small food stall was added at the market in Liucheng. Huamian once again started to sell flavored snacks when he was in Hua Street.

With the people borrowed from Sikong Yue, the stalls quickly got up. It was common for merchants from the south of Liucheng, but most of them sold tea and handicrafts. Recently, there were more shops selling books, iron and gunpowder. This is the first time I saw this.

A few days ago, I got news from the market vendors that there was a large forest in the east of the city. As long as you have good skills and any wild game, Huamian found Sikong Xiao and told him about his attention. This morning, Sikong Xiao took Xiao Jin and a few Xuanjia Army who had changed into casual clothes to go out of the city with the tokens of the delegation before dawn.

Hua Mian did not delay it. While busy preparing the seasonings, she made the lunch prepared for His Highness. When it was almost noon, Sikong Xiao and the others came back, they just happened to start dinner.

When Sikong Xiao caught a hare when he was sick, Hua Mian discovered that Sikong Xiao not only danced beautifully but also used a bow. Several people came back from outside the city to bring back many fat hare pheasants.

Hua Mian felt a little overwhelmed. Soon the soldiers of the Xuanjia Army were borrowed by him to pluck chicken feathers to clean up the rabbits, so he had to turn around and invite them to eat something to make up for it.

Huamian's stall was immediately surrounded by delicious Beilin people-

"What is your stall making so delicious?" asked the Beilin man who squeezed in.

"Fried chicken nuggets and roasted rabbits, have you seen the chef next to me? He is the chef in the southern gang. He comes to our market to make some southern food. It is not to make money, just to let us taste the delicious food that only the big men in the group can eat. If you think it is delicious, then send something to you."

The answerer was naturally sent to assist Hua Mian's Beilin translator. Hua Mian just told him that if these Beilin people wanted to eat, they could exchange them for anything. As long as Hua Mian felt that it was valuable, it would be okay to give more. The rest were added by him.

After hearing his words, a hunter-like man came out and said, "Fried chicken nuggets? They are just the pheasants in the mountains. The chefs from the south can make the things in our mountains? Let me try that one."

As the hunter said that, Hunter walked up, Hua Mian was burying his head and frying chicken nuggets. Suddenly, he heard a guest coming to the door and quickly raised his head. His eyes were instantly attracted by the animal skin on the hunter's shoulder. Hua Mian didn't recognize what animal it was, but he felt that this blue-gray fur was like a layer of silver cage under the sunlight. It felt particularly comfortable in his eyes, making people unable to help but want to reach out and touch it.
Chapter completed!