Lu Xiaofeng's eyes flashed and she looked at Bao Wuwu. To be precise, she looked at the bun in the cage he was carrying.
How could he still want to do business here so late at night?
"Shangguan Danfeng" has also guessed Lu Xiaofeng's thoughts.
A fight with all his strength naturally consumed a lot of his energy, and he needed food to replenish it.
However, there is only one jar of wine in their room. Wine is naturally good wine, but the more you drink, the more drunk you will become.
What's more, "Shangguan Danfeng" suddenly discovered that the buns sold by the vendors seemed to be the same type as those Zhao Qing had eaten before. Does this mean there is any relationship between the two?
She blinked, showed a sweet smile, and said to Bao Wuwu: "Hey, are you selling your meat buns?"
Bao Wuwu replied: "As long as you have money, of course I will sell it!"
When he said this, he did not cast his eyes at "Shangguan Danfeng" at all, as if he had never noticed this stunning beauty.
Princess Danfeng continued to ask: "How much does one cost?"
Bao Wuwu replied: "It's very cheap, ten thousand taels of silver each, not even a penny less."
Zhao Qing, who was standing next to him, suddenly said: "So, I should owe you one hundred thousand silver."
One bun costs ten thousand taels, and Bao Wuwu gave her ten buns before. This is a full one hundred thousand taels of silver, equivalent to two-fifths of the price of Lu Xiaofeng's finger.
For just ten buns, she was willing to pay one hundred thousand taels of silver. Isn't this the most profitable business in the world?
But Bao Wuwu shook his head: "What I sell to you is an expensive bun. It costs only a few taels of silver a piece, not even a penny more."
"Shangguan Danfeng"'s expression changed.
The cheap buns cost one hundred thousand taels to sell to her, but the expensive buns were given to Zhao Qing for free. The other party's words were undoubtedly demeaning herself.
Fortunately, Lu Xiaofeng quietly held her hand, and a wave of warmth came over her.
Mr. Fan Da suddenly sneered.
At this moment, I suddenly heard a man's voice chanting: "With such stars and such a night, for whom is the wind and dew standing at midnight?"
A poor scholar full of sour smells, with his hands behind his back, Shi Shiran walked into the courtyard. He was the only successor of the "Finger Snap Magic", and was known as Mr. Jian Er together with Mr. Fan Da.
Immediately afterwards, another doctor selling wild medicine came, and a beggar with a shaggy head suddenly appeared on the wall.
This deserted courtyard suddenly became lively, as if someone came to the market. Later, even the sellers selling pollen and the vegetable vendors with burdens came.
"Shangguan Danfeng" couldn't help but quietly asked Lu Xiaofeng: "Do you think these people are here to avenge Yan Tieshan?"
Lu Xiaofeng shook her head and said with a smile: "How could Boss Yan have such a friend!"
"Shangguan Danfeng" said: "But I don't think they are real hawkers. They seem to have kung fu skills."
Lu Xiaofeng said calmly: "The market is a place where dragons and tigers hide, and as long as they don't come to us, we don't have to meddle in other people's business."
Although he said that, he actually still had many questions in his mind.
So Zhao Qing answered for Lu Xiaofeng: "They are disciples of the Tianqin Sect and are waiting for the arrival of Shanxi Yan."
……
Shanxi Yan is known as the "Guanzhong Hero" with his pair of iron palms and has been famous for thirty years.
He is a bald old man with a yellow and miserable face. He is wearing a piece of gray cloth, which is neither long nor short. It just covers his knees. He has white socks and gray cloth shoes on his feet. He looks just right.
He also looks like an old man coming from the countryside to go to the market.
Except for a pair of bright and powerful eyes, it is difficult to find any characteristics of a hero in him.
His real name is actually Sun Fu.
But people in the world who know or don't know his name are more willing to call him "Shanxi Yan" and praise him for his outstanding lightness skills, like a wild goose.
But when he took Shanxi Yan as his name, he used it with another meaning: He had great skills and wandered around the world, but he was always loyal to Tianqinmen.
It was very late at night, and the Shanxi geese were using their light skills to hurry along the broad road, like a wild goose flying at low altitude.
Many people once admitted that he was one of the best good people in the world. But what he was going to do tonight had nothing to do with being a "good person".
At least, that’s what Shanxi Yan thinks.
Threatening his own life and that of everyone in the Tianqin Sect, Lu Xiaofeng gave up the duel between him and Huo Tianqing, thus preserving the ancestor's Xiangdeng bloodline.
Although this was an act of loyalty for his master, it went against the friendship between him and Lu Xiaofeng.
When he went out, he had been thinking about it for a long time.
He didn't want to come, but he had to come.
……
The sound of the watch drum came, and it was already the third watch.
Mr. Fan Da suddenly stood up, stretched and said, "Why hasn't the person who invited us here come yet?"
Mr. Jian Er said: "The long night is almost over, he must be coming soon."
Bao Wuwu answered: "Let me take a look."
He suddenly threw out all the buns in the cage without stopping his hands. Dozens of buns were stacked one on top of another, seven or eight feet high.
As soon as he jumped up, he actually stood on the stack of meat buns like a golden rooster, standing evenly and without any movement.
With this light skill, he can be regarded as a first-class master in the world.
Suddenly I heard him shout, "Here we come!"
"Guanzhong Hero" Shanxi Yan finally came to the yard.
Among the wild men, pollen sellers, vegetable sellers and others silently made way for them.
Shanxi Yan glanced at Zhao Qing in the yard, "Shangguan Danfeng", Huamanlou, and then set his sights on Lu Xiaofeng.
He had noticed Lu Xiaofeng's pale complexion and the faint smell of alcohol emanating from the room.
Shanxi Yan looked at Lu Xiaofeng and said, "I haven't seen you for three years, and you haven't drunk yourself to death yet."
Lu Xiaofeng said: "Good people don't live long, and harm will last for thousands of years. I only worry about you. You are a good person."
Shanxi Yan stared and said: "Who said I am a good person?"
Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said: "Who in the world doesn't say that Shanxi Yan is a good person and a good friend."
Shanxi Yan laughed and said: "You are a big disaster, I am a good person, this is so damn interesting."
Although Shanxi Yan was laughing, he was thinking about many things that puzzled him.
He suddenly realized that what he was about to say was no longer the "unjust" words to stop Lu Xiaofeng, but the kind advice to save Lu Xiaofeng.
Shanxi Yan has already seen that Lu Xiaofeng's spirit and internal strength have suffered a lot of losses, so he may not have the slightest advantage in the duel a few hours later.
After all, Huo Tianqing is the only son of Old Man Tianqin, so when the other party has consumed a lot of internal strength, it is naturally unlikely that they will lose.
At first he thought it was caused by Lu Xiaofeng drinking too much, but he soon determined the real cause.
"Have you played against other people?" Shan Xiyan's tone was a bit strange.
Lu Xiaofeng nodded and said bluntly: "Not long ago, I was defeated at the hands of this Miss Zhao. Maybe, in the duel tomorrow, I have to admit defeat."