Ling Yuyan lowered her head and looked at a fried dough stick and two tea eggs placed in front of her, then raised her head to look at Wang Liang and said doubtfully;
"A deep-fried dough stick and two eggs are more compatible? Where do you say this?"
Wang Liang did not answer directly, but picked up a hot, white and tender big meat bun and started to eat it, and said while eating;
"Senior Sister, if you don't have enough to eat, come and get some from me. If Junior Brother invites Senior Sister to dinner, then Senior Sister must be fed."
Ling Yuyan suddenly realized: "So you are afraid that I don't have enough food... Junior Brother is interested."
Then, while Wang Liang was stunned, Ling Yuyan ate two fried dough sticks, three large meat buns, four tea eggs, and added a bowl of tofu curd and a bowl of porridge.
And after eating everything, Ling Yuyan wiped her mouth with a silk handkerchief and said calmly;
"Junior Brother, do you still have enough silver? If so...please order another portion of the ones you just ordered. I'm afraid that Junior Brother won't be able to eat enough."
It's because you haven't eaten enough... Wang Liang was complaining inwardly, while maintaining a smile on the outside, he said to the bun shop owner;
"The ones just now, here's another one."
A table full of food was quickly served, and Wang Liang and Ling Yuyan continued to feast.
At this time, there was a table next to several people in official uniforms who had finished eating.
One of the officials wiped his mouth, glanced at the bun shop owner, and shouted with a half-smile: "You guys have finished eating, how much does it cost?"
The bun shop owner hurried over, nodded and bowed humbly;
"Master Chai, you're so polite. It's my blessing for these Chao Chao Masters to come to my place for breakfast. How can I ask you for money again?"
When Wang Liang heard the sound, he looked back and saw that the owner of the bun shop glanced at the empty bowls on the table, his eyes flashing with distress.
Those few officials had a lot to eat. Four or five people could eat enough for ten people.
Because most of the officials like this are martial arts practitioners, it is normal for them to eat two or three times more than ordinary people.
And these are definitely enough to make a day's profit for this little bun shop.
After being devoured like this, the bun shop owner's day was like a wasted effort.
"You really don't want it?" The official was still joking with a half-smile.
The owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop swallowed his saliva. This kind of breakfast stall was originally a small business where people could only make ends meet. It was not easy to work from dawn to dusk and make ends meet.
But I still don’t dare to ask for it... I really don’t dare to ask for it.
A thin face full of wrinkles, full of humble smiles, shaking his head repeatedly;
"I really don't want it, I really don't want it..."
boom--!
However, the official slapped the table so hard that the bun shop owner trembled with fright and almost fell to the ground.
"I'm talking about you! You really don't understand the rules. The buns you make are so salty. Are you trying to kill us?"
"Why don't you hurry up and get some money so that we can buy a pot of tea to drink and relieve the saltiness!"
Hearing the official's angry shouting, Wang Liang was eating a meat bun and was stunned for a moment.
It's not salty, the taste is just right, and it's quite delicious...
I understand, those few officials are deliberately looking for trouble, eating their buns for nothing, and trying to extort more money.
If the bun shop owner just dared to ask for money, he would not only not be able to get the money, but he would also be beaten and lose some money.
From this point of view, the owner of the bun shop has experienced this kind of thing frequently, which is why he has become the humble person he is now.
Facing a group of vicious officials, the owner of the bun shop knelt down and cried with snot and tears;
"Oh my god... the store just opened today. I really don't have any money. How about... I'll pack some more food for you. Can you please let the store go..."
The bun shop owner's words were full of pleading, pitifully like a beggar.
However, several officials showed no mercy to him, and one of them even overturned the table, smashing the dishes all over the floor.
"No money? If you don't have money, how can you set up a stall? Smash it!"
Just as the official was about to smash it, another official stopped him.
But it was not out of justice, but he smiled at the bun shop owner who was kneeling on the ground;
"The table next to me seems to have ordered a lot of food just now. I should be able to charge a few bucks. Don't blame me for not giving you a chance."
The bun shop owner understood immediately, then climbed up tremblingly, came to the table of Wang Liang and Ling Yuyan, and said in a low voice;
"Sir, miss... look, can you two settle the bills for these meals first..."
"Oh, I know I broke the rules by coming to ask for the debt before you two finished eating, but..."
Before the bun shop owner finished speaking, Wang Liang silently took out a dollar and put it on the table.
While in the underwater palace, Wang Liang got an entire dynasty's treasures, which contained many yellow and white things.
This amount of silver was already the smallest piece of silver he could find inside.
One denarius of silver in this world can be converted into one hundred pennies, which is enough for an ordinary family to spend two or three days.
Although Wang Liang and Ling Yuyan ate a lot, they would never exceed thirty cents if they calculated fully.
The bun shop owner stared blankly at the one coin on the table, and then licked his chapped lips for a long time, wondering why;
"This young master... I really can't find this amount of money. Do you think you can..."
Without waiting for the bun shop owner to finish, Wang Liang said calmly: "No need to look for it."
Hearing this, the bun shop owner was stunned, and then he almost cried with joy, and quickly thanked him and picked up the penny.
The owner of the bun shop still thought that after receiving this money, the officials would let him go for a few days.
Being able to run a stall for a few days in peace and make some money is the biggest wish of a common man like him.
Just when the bun shop owner turned around and handed the money to the officials, Ling Yuyan, who had been frowning, stood up.
But before she could take any action, Wang Liang pulled her away and winked at her.
When they reached a deserted place, Ling Yuyan shook off Wang Liang's hand and said angrily;
"Why do you let those officials oppress the people! I really misjudged you!"
Being blamed all over the place, Wang Liang felt a little helpless;
'Young lady who has lived for three lifetimes, you really don't understand the sufferings of the people.'
'Oh, I forgot, you have good spiritual qualifications in your three lives and can easily become a cultivator. How can you understand the helplessness of ordinary people.'
However, although Wang Liang was thinking this in his mind, on the surface he showed an expression of recalling the past, plus a bit of a wry smile;
"Senior sister, do you know that before I joined the Yuxu Sect, I was also an ordinary person like the owner of a bun shop."
"I have seen too many similar things. If you, senior sister, had taught those officials a lesson just now, instead of helping the bun shop owner, you would have harmed him."
"Because we will leave sooner or later, senior sister, just think about it, how will those officials deal with the bun shop owner?"
Hearing this, Ling Yuyan was stunned, speechless, and said after a long while;
"What should we do? Turn a blind eye?"
Wang Liang's lips curled up unnoticeably: "Of course not, I have another way..."
