Qin Muyao took the opportunity to hurt him, and deliberately leaned his face over, "Then are you happy or unhappy now?"

Chu Liancheng took a bite of the sugar man, and stuffed a hemp ball in his mouth, vaguely, "Naturally happy!"

"Since you're happy, then you bought all the snacks on this street!" Qin Muyao winked at him, full of anticipation.

"The prince is happy when he says this is happy, not the other happy!" he said, and stuffed a hemp ball into his mouth.

"Cut ......," Qin Muyao said with disdain.

The two continued to walk through the city.

"Wow~~" Qin Muyao found something again.

Pulled Chu Liancheng to a small stall, and took a deep sniff, "It's so fragrant!

Under the warm hospitality of the stall owner, Qin Muyao and Chu Liancheng sat down and sat at a small greasy table.

But the greasy little table was still polished by the stall owner, perhaps because of the greasy, and it was even brighter after wiping.

Before the wontons were served, Qin Muyao looked at Chu Liancheng opposite with a smile on her cheeks, and didn't speak, just looked like this.

Chu Liancheng was a little numb by her, and said, "What are you laughing at?"

"Hehe......" Qin Muyao finally couldn't help it, and whispered: "I'm watching, you said that you, a noble prince, enjoy all the brocade clothes and jade food in the palace on weekdays." And now he is sitting here...... Ignorance... Don't you like it?"

"Ahem......"

Chu Liancheng was choked by Qin Muyao's words.

Answered her with his eyes, "Isn't this nonsense? If this prince dislikes it, how can he come over? This prince enjoys enjoying the joy with the people!"

I just don't know if she can understand his words, especially the last sentence.

At this time, the fragrant and hot wontons were brought up by the stall owner.

A large bowl for one person.

I have to say, the volume of that bowl is really real, very real, very real!

Qin Muyao held the bowl in front of him and stirred it with the wooden spoon inside, and a very strong fragrance came to his nose.

And there are a lot of blunt wontons, or thin skin and big filling, just looking at it makes me drool.

I couldn't wait to scoop one out, stuffing it into my mouth without caring about the image, and when I bit it, I was burned straight up.

"Whew... Call... Huh...... "I also fanned the wind with my hands~."

Chu Liancheng couldn't help laughing, and he laughed very unimpressively.

After Qin Muyao finally swallowed one, she raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes flashed with cold light, and she slapped her palm on the table, "What are you laughing at?"

Chu Liancheng immediately stopped laughing, forcibly endured, and waved his hand, "Don't laugh, don't laugh! You continue, continue!"

Chu Liancheng said that he was very interested, and leaned forward, "What conditions?"

Qin Muyao raised her eyebrows, "Any conditions are fine!"

Chu Liancheng retreated, held his own bowl with both hands, and said proudly: "Okay!

After speaking, you should bow your head and start eating.

Qin Muyao suddenly got up and stepped on the table, stretched out her hand to stop, and roared, "Slow!"

This roar shook Chu Liancheng at a loss, and before he could eat a wonton scooped up, it "snapped" and slid off the spoon, becoming a fan.

The corners of Qin Muyao's lips were slightly hooked, and a fine light flashed in her eyes.

He rolled up his sleeves with a very Jianghu atmosphere, turned his head to look at the stall owner, and shouted, "Boss, come here, be a fair person for the two of us!"

The little stall owner, O_o

With the professionalism that the guest officer is God, he came to the two of them with "small broken steps".

Qin Muyao took out a piece of broken silver, stuffed it into the hand of the stall owner, and smiled amiably, "Na, I can't let you be this fair person in vain, this is a tip!"

Chu Liancheng raised his eyes to look at Qin Muyao and spoke, "Gambling is gambling, this son thinks you can take your feet down first!"

Qin Muyao was about to explain the rules and precautions of the competition to the small stall owner, and when she heard Chu Liancheng's words, she lowered her head and looked down.

It seems that her appearance is indeed very indecent.

But!

"I'm willing to step on it like this!

As he spoke, he deliberately crushed his toes again, and his appearance was very arrogant.

With a "bang", Chu Liancheng also got up and stepped on the opposite side, and his appearance became even more arrogant.

Don't you just step on a table, as if you can't step on it.

The two looked at each other, and there was an invisible crackle.

This is good, the wonton fighting competition has not yet started, and the two of them staged a fight on the table to be arrogant, and they both stepped on the edge of their own wonton bowls.

Ahem, let's say a word here, isn't it too tasteful~

......The small stall owner was afraid that his small table would be broken, so he hurriedly stepped forward to "stop the shelf".

"Two, two guest officers, if you have something to say, contemptible ......"

"Shut up!" both turned to look at the stall owner at the same time.

The stall owner's words were choked back, his head hung down, and he was depressed, who did he provoke?

The two turned their heads to look at each other at the same time.

Qin Muyao pointed down at the wontons on the table with her fingers down, and said arrogantly, "This bowl of wontons, whoever has a drop of soup left in the end will lose!"

Chu Liancheng also spoke heroically, "Okay!

Qin Muyao added, "There can't be half a blunt left!"

Chu Liancheng spoke heroically again, "This son also responded!"

The corners of Qin Muyao's lips hooked slightly, her eyes were full of evil spirit, and she turned her head to look at the small stall owner, "You come to be a fair person, no matter who finishes eating first, check the bowl, there can't be a drop of soup left at the bottom of the bowl, otherwise you will lose!"

The stall owner was sweating profusely, these two people looked like they were not easy to mess with, and it was a little difficult for him to be a fair person.

Alas, what's wrong with fighting? I have to fight his wontons, he has grown so big, what kind of buckets have I never seen? I haven't seen a fight against the bunt, these two people, Cheng will play~

Let's get started!

The two of them shook the hem and sat down at the same time, holding the bowl at the same time......

I have to say that this bowl of blunt rice is thrilling for the two of them, and the little stall owner's eyes are straight.

The two of them have already eaten a big bowl of wontons, and the amount of that big bowl can basically be eaten by an ordinary person. It's again, again, another bowl......

Awesome!

Sure enough, people can't look good, people can't look good!~

With a "bang", the two fell into the bowl almost at the same time.

The stall owner looked over, and his eyes were bigger than a cow.

This... This... This...... It's all empty...... Empty...... Finish......

How should he judge, who should he not offend?

Qin Muyao looked at Chu Liancheng's provocative eyes, pulled her lips and smiled, picked up the bowl, buckled it down, and said, "Boss, you can see clearly, there is not a drop of soup left!"

The little stall owner nodded with sweat, "Yes, yes, the contemptible can see clearly!"

Chu Liancheng also took the bowl without showing weakness and buckled it down, "Could it be that there is only a drop of soup left at the bottom of this son's bowl?"

The little stall owner was even more sweaty, and nodded, "Yes, yes, there is not a drop of soup left at the bottom of this boy's bowl......"

Chu Liancheng said again: "Then it's up to you to decide, who wins?"

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the little stall owner and gave him a biubiubiu look for him to experience.

"Boss, which of us wins?" Qin Muyao also turned his head to look at the small stall owner, his eyes flashing with three points of evil energy.

"This ...... This ......"

The stall owner was sweating and looked at this and that, how to adjudicate this situation?

After confirming the eyes, neither of them is easy to offend!

If there is a gap between the two of them, it would be fine, but the two of them put down the bowl almost at the same time, and he really can't tell who is one step ahead as an outsider.

It's too embarrassing for him~

The decision couldn't be made, but Qin Muyao suddenly spoke, "Boss, the rule I just said is that there is no drop of soup left at the bottom of this bowl, right?"

"Yes, yes......" the stall owner nodded.

Chu Liancheng spread out his hands, full of confidence, "You can check if there is a drop of soup in this child's bowl!"

As long as you are not blind, anyone can see that the bottom of this bowl is as clean as if it has just been brushed.

Qin Muyao pulled her lips and smiled, "There's no need to check, I admit that you don't have a drop of soup left in this bowl......!

Cheek support, a pretended unfathomable face.

Chu Liancheng raised his eyebrows, "But what?"

"Are you sure there's nothing under your feet?

Chu Liancheng continued to smile heartily, "This son is sure!"

"Then we have to verify it and speak with facts!"

Chu Liancheng agreed happily, "Okay! If there is nothing under the feet of this son, you have to admit defeat in this 'bet'!"

He turned his head to look at the stall owner again, "What is the final verification result, it is still up to you to make the final decision!"

The stall owner nodded, "Eh, eh, ......."

He can see through it, these two people are three-year-old children~

What's even more tragic is that he has to be forcibly pulled into it, and he is in a dilemma~

Qin Muyao slapped her palm on the table, and she was angry, "Okay! If the results are verified, there is really nothing under the feet of Gongzi Chu, I admit defeat!"

Chu Liancheng also slapped his palm on the table, "Okay, don't deny it!"

"There are just people here, and no one can deny it!"

Small stall owner: "......"

So, Qin Muyao crossed the case to the opposite side and pulled Chu Liancheng's clothes very rudely, "You get up!"

Chu Liancheng opened very obediently, and Qin Muyao beckoned to the small stall owner and asked him to bring a lantern so that he could see more clearly.

So, the stall owner actually took down one of the lamps hanging on his stall and used it for lighting.

Qin Muyao carried the lamp, and under the table, she expanded the scope and searched for it, but she didn't find a fart.

It shouldn't be, she saw it......

I continued to search and search, and I almost dug a few holes in the ground......

Oops, no, she ate too much, and her stomach was panicking~ a little unable to bend down~

A pair of boots came to her, and a voice came from above her head, "How's it going?"

Qin Muyao soared, straightened up, and stared at Chu Liancheng with both eyes, "Say, did you do something?"

Chu Liancheng deliberately raised his voice, "This son doesn't understand what you say......!

lowered his voice again and leaned closer, "You're going to admit defeat!"

Qin Muyao stuffed the lantern in his hand into his arms, put on a whole face, and said very unhappily, "I admit defeat!"

After speaking, he turned around and strode away from the wonton stall.

Chu Liancheng looked at her back and bent the corners of his lips, thanks to his cleverness and foresight, otherwise, he would have been the one who lost.

"Childe...... It's ......," the stall owner leaned forward and pointed to his lamp.