"Boss, give me 5 meat buns, don't look for them. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

In front of a steamed bun shop, Zhao Feng handed out a small golden ticket of fifty gold coins to the owner who sold steamed buns.

The steamed bun shop is called "Xiaoji Baozi", and the owner is a chubby middle-aged man with a bright smile on his face all the time, and he looks very, very kind and honest.

The subtotal bun shop is located in the southern civilian area of Turtle City, which is inhabited by millions of civilians and is very densely populated.

The subtotal bun shop is not conspicuous, and there are other peers around, but the subtotal bun seems to taste good, and there are many more customers here than other bun shops.

There are a lot of people coming and going in the bun shop, and Zhao Feng's appearance is not too surprising, but fifty gold coins to buy 5 buns, and he also took the initiative to ask, such a person is really the first time to see it, so many people have set their eyes on it.

"Little brother, I can't help it, my bun is a little more expensive, 3 gold coins each, 5 only 15 gold coins."

The boss of the bun shook his head with a smile, and while taking the golden ticket in Zhao Feng's hand, he was preparing to find money for Zhao Feng from the cash box next to him.

"Boss, you don't have to give it, wrap the bun for me, I'm in trouble!"

Zhao Feng waved his hand very generously: "By the way, I don't like to use bags, use paper, wrap five sheets, thicker." ”

"Okay, thank you boss, next time, I'll treat you to steamed buns!"

A windfall, the boss had more smiles on his face, and quickly counted five pieces of paper from the side to wrap five hot buns.

At this moment, a boy about eight years old, with big eyes, a wide face, and layers of torn cotton jackets, walked out from the side.

The boy is a frequent customer of the subtotal bun shop, and the boss has a good heart, every time he sees him coming, he will give him two buns, and from then on, he will come over for three meals a day.

However, this child also has ambitions, and he only comes 3 times a day, and he has never committed bad behaviors such as stealing.

The child is pitiful, he has come many times, and everyone knows him, so in addition to the subtotal bun shop, the people around him will lend a little help every now and then.

Therefore, everyone was not surprised by his appearance.

The "uncle" boy appeared, and instead of looking at the boss of the bun, he looked at Zhao Feng with his big eyes.

Unlike what everyone imagined, Zhao Feng, who had just been very generous, did not give the boy gold coins or gold coins, but divided three of the 5 buns that the boss of the bun had just handed over, and took out a piece of paper and handed it to the boy: "Little friend, I want to eat the rest myself, I can only give you so much." ”

After speaking, Zhao Feng took one of the only two buns in his hand and took three bites in a row.

Zhao Feng bit very big, fist-sized buns, and after three bites, there was only one horn left.

Fortunately, this is the game, if the buns that have just been baked in reality go down like this, the mouth will be full of bubbles!

"Thank you, uncle."

Taking the bun in Zhao Feng's hand with both hands, the boy bowed to Zhao Feng, and then took out a small flute that looked a little shabby from his torn trouser pocket with his dirty little hands.

"Uncle, I picked up the flute not long ago, and the sound is very good, so I'll give it to you."

The boy's movements were not in the handover process, but Zhao Feng still took it very calmly.

"Thank you" Zhao Feng put the last bit of the bun into his mouth at the same time, and handed over an extra 100 face value golden ticket in his hand.

"No, uncle, these buns are enough." The boy didn't answer, shook his head, and turned away.

There was a slight surprise in the middle process, but it was still as stubborn as ever, which made everyone who was familiar with him smile at the side.

Don't bully young people into poverty!

Although this child is now young and poor, the backbone in his body is inferior to that of many adults!

When the child left, Zhao Feng took a look at his background, stuffed a hundred gold coins into his clothes, held a bun in one hand and gnawed on it, and looked at the ordinary bamboo flute in his hand with interest in the other.

As he walked, he still looked at it in a grand manner, as if he was studying whether this was a treasure or not, which made those who watched from a distance secretly laugh in their hearts.

Zhao Feng was also laughing, because he saw some small patterns carved on the flute, which looked crooked like a child's graffiti.

But Zhao Feng is like a treasure.

With a shallow smile on his face, Zhao Feng quickly remembered the graffiti in his heart, and then when he passed by a group of children, he casually gave the bamboo flute in his hand to one of them, and then left indifferently.

Zhao Feng's actions were very casual, completely a heroic and uninhibited multi-gold and young master, so that a person who had been secretly observing took his eyes off him and began to secretly pay attention to other suspicious people around him.

At 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, the cold weather of Turtle City makes the people here lie down in the bed early, and the lively city during the day has become quiet at the moment.

Not to mention people, not even cats and dogs! It's hard to see a patrol team!

There was no one to be seen outside, but Zhao Feng still didn't dare to take it lightly, and kept walking with stealth techniques.

Hurrying all the way, Zhao Feng soon came to Xiao Zhang's bun shop again.

Without approaching the shop or knocking on the store's door, Zhao Feng came down in stealth to the side of the courtyard wall built with stones behind the bun shop.

Secretly counting the stones on the courtyard wall, when the count reached the thirteenth, in a state of stealth, he gently lifted the basketball-sized stone on the courtyard wall more than one person high a little bit, revealing a white letter paper below.

The letter was instantly retracted into the package, and at the same time the stone was slightly turned at a slight angle.

There are a lot of stones on the courtyard wall, and it is impossible for ordinary people to see if they move at a subtle angle! There will be no one who has enough to eat and have nothing to do to remember the position and angle of all the stones on the courtyard wall!

After receiving the letterhead, Zhao Feng came to a no-man's corner after several tosses, and then opened the letterhead in the nightlight.

The handwriting on the letter paper is still crooked, like a child's graffiti, and the font can barely be seen.

The words can be seen, but they are all single and seem unrelated.

If it was before last night, Zhao Feng wouldn't be able to understand it, but after getting the book and the method of reading it from Senior Brother Li Hongming, he would be able to understand it.

The book is not a practice, it is a very ordinary, historical miscellaneous book that can be watched as many times as you like, the words on the letter paper match the reading method taught by Senior Brother Li Hongming, Zhao Feng quickly got a message.

Seeing this news, a smile appeared in Zhao Feng's eyes, and he went directly offline.

Tomorrow is another day of hard acting!

At 11 o'clock in the morning, Zhao Feng, who had lunch in advance, went online again, walked around the city casually, and then came to a small bookstall.

The bookstall is rudimentary, with two worn-out door panels resting on top of two benches filled with all kinds of books.

There are quite a few books, hundreds of them, but they are all old books, and most of them are simple enlightenment.

The people who live here are all civilians, about eighty percent are illiterate, and simple enlightenment is not only useful for adults, but also for those children, so the business is not bad, and there are often people hanging around on the stalls.

There are those who look at it directly, and there are those who buy it.

Zhao Feng walked over slowly.

"Dad, I want to buy a set of historical records," Zhao Feng walked to the stall and said to the old man.

"10 gold coins, take it yourself"

The old man stood up on the recliner and took out a few books from under the door panel and put them in front of Zhao Feng.

"Thank you." Zhao Feng put down a golden ticket of ten gold coins, picked up a few historical records and income packages, and then walked out unhurriedly, humming softly as he walked, his eyes were looking around, picking two bulging places on the beauties' bodies to see, how obscene/trivial the eyes were!

Not only did many NPCs look at it, but many players also glared angrily!

It's not that they have a strong sense of justice, but that their hearts are unbalanced - Lao Tzu is not embarrassed to look at each other, you are so blatantly looking, how can we be embarrassed!

Although they were angry, they didn't go to fight with Zhao Feng because of this, not to mention the shame, it's not worth it!

No matter what, in the contempt of these people, Zhao Feng still went his own way and left Spiral Turtle City without hurrying, and the whole process did not alarm anyone.