The white tiger left Dali Temple with Eleven and went to the street.

Although many people are still afraid of the white tiger, after the last incident, they are not too panicked, but they are far away from the white tiger, not to mention that there is a woman in the city sitting on the back of the tiger.

A man and a tiger walked aimlessly on the street, and soon Eleven's stomach made a rumbling sound, smelled the fragrance, pulled the white tiger's hair, and said excitedly: "Big white, meat buns, big meat buns." ”

The white tiger turned around and walked towards the bun shop.

The owner of the Lin family's steamed bun shop was a middle-aged man, who looked honest and honest, standing aside and shouting loudly, but no one bought the steamed buns.

"Whew-"

A tiger roar scared the whole street three times, not to mention the owner of the bun shop who looked at the huge white tiger, who was directly frightened and sat on the ground, trembling all over.

"How are the buns sold?"

“……”

The boss was stunned for a moment, can this big cat still talk? Or a delicate little girl?

Until he saw half of the head poking out of the tiger's back, he was immediately relieved, and thought that he had met a monster.

"Two pennies, how many do the girl want?" When the boss saw that someone was taking care of the business, he immediately became energetic.

Eleven jumped down from the back of the white tiger, looking at the hot big buns, all the unhappy feelings suddenly disappeared, for these of them who live in the netherworld all the year round, they can only eat ingots candle incense, and occasionally have sacrifices to eat, where can they compare to so many delicious things in the yang world.

At that time, it was agreed that Da Bai borrowed the corpse to resurrect the soul, in addition to having a lifetime of marriage with Ah Ye, the most important thing is that she can eat with an open stomach.

No wonder so many wandering spirits and wild ghosts are reluctant to go to the underworld, and so many evil spirits want to return to the yang world.

"Boss, I want all the buns in the store."

"All?" The boss couldn't help but be stunned, "Girl, can you finish eating?" ”

"If you can't finish eating, isn't there still a big white?" Eleven patted the white tiger beside him, brilliant as a flower.

The boss looked at the majestic white tiger, the corners of his mouth twitched, he stopped talking, and hurriedly put the buns on the plate, sent them to the small square table next to him, and poured a cup of soy milk for Eleven by the way.

Eleven picked up a white and chubby bun, took a bite into his mouth, it was delicious, the soup was rich, his delicious eyes narrowed into a slit, he looked at the white tiger lying next to him, and ate a few in one bite, and his big tongue kept licking the corners of his mouth.

The big white tiger ate steamed buns, which immediately attracted many onlookers, but no one was willing to buy the buns from the Lin family's steamed bun shop.

"Boss, your buns are so delicious, why doesn't anyone buy them?" Eleven glanced at the people around him, with a bun in his mouth, and asked.

The corners of the boss's mouth moved twice, looked at it for a long time, and finally told the truth.

"Our Lin family bun shop is a time-honored brand in the imperial city, Tong Su is not bullied, the taste is delicious, the neighbors have always been long-term customers, just a year ago, the next street also opened a bun shop, I don't know what's going on, everyone is reluctant to come to our house to buy."

"Even if you live in a neighborhood for many years, you'd rather take a detour than buy our buns."

"My dad couldn't figure it out, it was good for so many years, so he went to ask the neighbors, but the neighbors refused to say, and later I learned that some people rumored that our buns were made of human flesh, so they were smoother than the buns in other bun shops."