Fujixin Bun Shop, a century-old shop specializing in steamed buns.

The shopkeeper was standing behind the counter, counting his earnings this morning, fantasizing that when he had saved up enough money, he would leave the remote town and try his luck in the highly commercial Tianshuang City, where diners might be just as fond of his carefully prepared bun filling.

The people of the town like to wake up early, and the people who should have come for breakfast at this time have finished their meals, and most of the passers-by who pass through here have not yet gotten up and will not come to eat at this time.

This is a rare leisure time in the morning, whenever this time, the second shopkeeper He Wangcai will seize the time to clean up the table, and He Dongshan, as the boss, will fill the counter with the scattered silver money he collected, and calculate his meager profits in his heart.

He Dongshan has a four-word mantra for doing business: small profits but quick turnover!

He will not be like Fu Biao, selling Jiang Xiaobai at a high price and using hunger marketing to hang the appetite of consumers.

Breakfast is a necessity in daily life, and he can't earn the money of those hungry diners!

Just when He Dongshan sighed why Bai Xiaojiang didn't bring his subordinates over for breakfast this morning, which caused his income to plummet, a foreigner with a fresh face suddenly walked into his small shop.

He Dongshan has run a small shop for many years, and has developed a pair of fiery eyes, as long as it is a guest he has seen, he will definitely remember each other.

This man is here for the first time!

"Guest, what would you like to eat?"

He Dongshan hurriedly put the scattered silver coins on the counter into the drawer, and then greeted him with a smile and greeted An Dong.

"Give me ten special meat buns in your store, plus a bowl of gruel and a plate of side dishes."

An Dong said, and found a place to sit down.

"Wait a minute, I'll go and prepare for you!"

As soon as He Dongshan heard that An Dong ordered ten special meat buns at one time, he was happy in his heart, and went to prepare for An Dong in person.

When the shopkeeper saw that a guest came to the door, he hurriedly sent a bowl of water and a hot hand towel for An Dong.

An Dong rinsed his mouth, and then used a hot hand towel to burn his face, that is called a comfort!

"Guest officer, please use it slowly!"

At this time, He Dongshan had already set up the food that An Dong had ordered, and made a gesture of invitation to An Dong.

"Thank you boss, your service here is really thoughtful!"

"As long as the guest officer is satisfied, it is our honor!

The special meat bun tastes best when it is eaten hot, so the small one is in charge of it, only for the guest officer to serve five, and the rest will be delivered immediately when the guest officer finishes eating this plate, which will never affect the guest officer's appetite! ”

He Dongshan crossed his hands, put them in front of him, and explained to An Dong.

"The boss has a heart!"

As he spoke, An Dong picked up a steaming bun and brought it to his mouth.

The pleasant aroma makes An Dong appetite great.

In one bite, the dough but the taste is excellent, the softness is moderate, and the aroma of wheat is overflowing, and it occupies the mouth at once.

With a little more force, the soup wrapped in the dough poured into the mouth, wantonly hitting the taste buds on the tip of the tongue.

For a while, the aroma of meat mixed with the malt aroma of wheat was intertwined into a delicacy that was difficult to find in the world, which made An Dong full of happiness.

With the gruel and small dishes, An Dong ate the five steamed buns in one go, and He Dongshan personally sent the remaining steamed buns to An Dong's approach.

Savoring this delicious meat bun, Andong finished this delicious breakfast.

"Boss, the steamed buns here are delicious, and they are definitely the best buns I have ever eaten in my life."

An Dong touched his round belly, leaned lazily on the back of the chair, and praised He Dongshan.

"Thank you for the compliment! As long as the guest officer likes it, it is an honor to be in the next! ”

He Dongshan personally sent An Dong a cup of hot tea and said politely.

"No two hearts, what a name!"

"The craftsmanship of the family, the ancestral signboard, is not worthy of the attention of the guest officer!"

"There's something unclear below, and I hope the boss will give me advice!"

"The guest officer is serious, but it doesn't hurt to say it!"

"Dare to ask the boss, how can I stick to only one thing in my life and have no distractions?"

"There is no virtue and incompetence, and it is not possible to do the ultimate in making steamed buns, so how can I have the heart to do anything else?"

An Dong closed his eyes and savored it.

He Dongshan saw that the guests were silent, so he took the initiative to leave, went to the counter and continued to count the money.

The young man finished cleaning up the table and didn't come over to disturb An Dong.

Open every day to welcome guests, what kind of strange guests have not been seen?

Therefore, for An Dong's behavior, they are not surprised by the master and servant.

An Dong sat for more than an hour.

The buns in the cage drawer have been sold out, and the little two of He Dongshan's life store have hung up the wooden sign of the chime.

For this guest who entered the store for the first time, ate ten meat buns in one breath and did not rush to settle the bill, closed his eyes and refused to leave, the master and servant, you look at me, I look at you, after shaking his head, he no longer paid attention to it.

Just as the master and servant were tidying up the shop and preparing to close, the strange guest suddenly opened his eyes.

"The shopkeeper is a man of great wisdom, thank you for the teaching, this is the bun money!"

After speaking, An Dong took out a star diamond and threw it on the table, got up and left the Fujixin bun shop.

"Stay here, this ...... That's too much, isn't it? ”

"You deserve it!"

An Dong didn't look back, and walked towards the outside of Shanmen Town.

He Dongshan held the star diamond, and was about to cry with excitement.

He had only seen such a star diamond in books.

With this Star Diamond, his dream of leaving Frost City to open a store is one step further!

An Dong's eyes were like torches, and under Bai Xiaojiang's gaze, he left Shanmen Town without stopping at all and walked into the lush mountains.

After entering the mountain, An Dong had wind under his feet, and he showed a traceless body technique, walking through the dense forest like a ghost.

After entering the depths of the dense forest, the number of birds and beasts around it began to increase.

As Andong went deeper and deeper into the mountains, the birds and beasts grew in size.

Moreover, those birds and beasts here are no longer afraid of people, and when they see An Dong, their eyes are full of bloodthirsty excitement.

An Dong turned a blind eye to this and just continued to move forward.

Tireless, An Dong did not rest for a day and a night, and when he reached the top of a high mountain, he suddenly stopped.

"It should be okay here!"

An Dong looked in all directions, this place was already located in the depths of the mountains, far away from the town, and no one should come to disturb him to break the mirror!

Finding a boulder, An Dong sat cross-legged and slowly closed his eyes.

Yesterday morning, in the bun shop, the boss He Dongshan said a word, which made An Dong suddenly have an epiphany.

He had been looking for a way to break the mirror, but he had never been able to find an opportunity to break through the bottleneck.

It was He Dongshan's unintentional words that made An Dong understand a truth.

He had always been puzzled by the lack of any attack techniques in the "Tuotian God and Demon Record", thinking that there was no suitable technique in Xingtian's hands.

But just yesterday, he suddenly understood Xingtian's good intentions.

There are no techniques, but it is not out of stock in Xingtian's hands. On the contrary, what kind of character is Xingtian, and how can he lack techniques in his hands?

In doing so, he actually has his own purpose.

He just didn't want to be distracted by any interference from the people who cultivated the "Tuotian God Demon Record" in the future!