The number of people waiting for Chen Le to open the door in front of the gate is increasing, and the number of people who haven't eaten breakfast is also increasing.

Where there is a need, there is a market, and this Uncle Li, who sells steamed buns, also happens to use the essence of this sentence.

"Eat steamed buns, hot steamed buns." Uncle Li stood in front of his shop, shouting loudly, this voice was loud, and when the masses heard it, they knew that there was a steamed bun shop that was opening.

This is nothing, and even Uncle Li put all the steamers at the door, wanting these people to see the moment when the steamers come out of the pot.

The big steamer opened again, and the water vapor with the scent of steamed buns began to spread like a virus in this crowded place.

The hot mist looks like a rare man, like a spirit in the clouds, who accidentally falls into the mortal world and frolicks here.

After smelling the fragrance, everyone chatted gossip, "Otherwise, let's go eat a few steamed buns and come back." ”

"Well, I'll see it." nodded vigorously in agreement, while touching his uncompetitive little belly.

Waiting is too boring, as soon as this person is bored, he always feels that there is something in his mouth, and he wants to fill his mouth, so that he can also satisfy the emptiness in his heart.

The wavering hearts began to sprout among these people, and the few people standing at the end of the team had taken the lead in setting an example, directly giving up their original positions and burying themselves in the bun shop in great strides.

"The shopkeeper brought me five buns from him, and I want to have a good meal."

Uncle Li saw the few people who took the lead, and his heart can be said to be happy, as long as there is one, there will be two, with two, there will be three, Tai Chi gives birth to two yi, two yi gives birth to four elephants, four elephants give birth to gossip, and the same goes for eating steamed buns.

"Okay~" Uncle Li put the round cloth on the steamer on his shoulder, and made a cameo appearance to greet the guests.

While bringing the buns in, he also glanced meaningfully at the people queuing at the door of Chen Le's shop, and the corners of his mouth also hooked up a faint arc, which was so mysterious.

The rest of the people saw the people nearby gradually rushing into the bun shop, and their hearts were a little shaken.

If you go, you won't go, and if you go, your place will be gone, and if you don't go, then your stomach will starve.

"Forget it, don't wait, this shopkeeper doesn't know when it will open, maybe before he opens, I'll starve to death first." The sound of complaining has begun to reverberate, and this time it is out of control.

There are more and more people who are not strong-willed, and Uncle Li is really smiling from ear to ear when he sees these people pouring into his store.

"Xiao Chen, my Lao Li will thank you again." secretly thanked Chen Le in his heart, and subconsciously lowered his head to show his respect.

The mist all hit his face, and he was given a bun SPA.

"Don't open it yet, open it later, and when this batch of children finishes eating, you will open it." At the same time, he also silently prayed that Chen Le could open later, as long as this way, his business would be much better.

If the door suddenly opens, and these young talents who are eating steamed buns all run into Chen Le's store, then how can it be good, they haven't received a single merit point yet.

But in this world, there is always too much reluctance.

The gate of the video game city miraculously opened on time, and Chen Le stood handsomely in the middle of the gate, scanning a circle of customers who were waiting for him to open the door.

"Hey, why is there no one?" Groping his chin, he said to himself, I feel that the unfolding of this script is not the same as usual, and as soon as I opened the door, a large number of people were already waiting again.

"Chen Le, Chen Le, we are here." Li Ying happened to sit closest to Chen Le, stretching her arm high so that Chen Le could see it.

The white little chubby hand came into Chen Le's field of vision, like the white lotus root, it was a rare person, if Chen Le didn't know about this Li Ying's little chubby hand, maybe he hadn't eaten in the morning, and he might have bitten it.

"Ahh smiled awkwardly to solve the scene, and by the way, touched the black hair on the back of his head, and found that after washing his hair this morning, his hair was much more comfortable.

It's so pleasant to the touch, like a spring of water washed over your head.

In fact, Chen Le originally wanted to sleep until he woke up naturally, if you stared at him carefully, you would definitely see the two dark circles on his face, as if he had been beaten, black.

Now he is also forcibly fighting to receive these guests who have been waiting for him for a long time again, and this washing his hair with cold water is not his original wish.

"Lord, lord, there are a lot of people gathered at the door, are you here to smash the field?" Zhang Liao had already floated out of the Seven Star Sword at dawn.

Through the partition window at the door, he found a bustling crowd gathering in front of his lord's shop.

So many people gathered together, either to hold a conference, or to fight in a group again, and as a military general, he decisively chose the latter.

This group of people gathered more and more, Zhang Liao looked at it, and smiled disdainfully, all of them were just a bunch of sandbags, which was not worth his hands at all, although their level was not very good, but they couldn't bear the crowd.

Looking at the growing crowd, Zhang Liao snorted coldly at the door: "Forgive me, no matter how many of you there are, you still can't beat me." ”

With his hands in his arms, the cow coaxed behind the gate to peek at everything that happened at the door, but when his eyes stayed on Chen Le, his pupils suddenly contracted.

"I can beat them, but the lord can't beat them."

I remembered that when I saw the lord for the first time, I found that he was undoubtedly the same as that ordinary person, and he had no cultivation at all, and I really didn't know how he had been in this heavenly court for so long.

I even wondered if there was a bug in the voice I heard when I was asleep, and I actually gave such a strong general to such a weak person.

Either the background is hard enough, or he has enough silver, but now Zhang Liao doesn't know what kind of Chen Le is.

Chen Le, who was sleeping like a dead fish, exuded the salty smell of salty fish all over his body, without the fragrance of money that only half of the children of the family and local tyrants have.

"That's it, no matter what he does, that's my lord." Then he pushed Chen Le back and forth here, trying to shake him awake.