"It's Mu Daxuan!"

"Oh my God, what should I do? I'm a small business. ”

"Shhhh Let him eat a bully meal and coax him to leave. ”

"Yes, yes, it would be nice to break the fortune to avoid disasters, and it would be good to break a little money. ”

The whispers of the crowd fell to Mu Hanyan's ears word for word. The corners of Mu Hanyan's mouth twitched, and he was extremely speechless. Is she so unpopular now? Listening to these words, she is like a plague god. This is really a live version that everyone doesn't love.

Mu Hanyan turned his head to look at the stall on the street, wanting to see what to eat. After meeting the vendor's eyes, the vendor squeezed out a smile and said in a trembling voice: "Master Mu, what do you want to eat, eat as you like, it's free." "It's worse to laugh than to cry.

Mu Hanyan's nose sprayed cold air: "I have no appetite when I see you." With that, he continued walking.

The peddler let out a long sigh of amnesty, and he was really happy to see what Mu Dayun said and left without having the appetite to pull out his feet. If Mu Dajun eats early in his stall and doesn't give money, it will be okay, if he thinks it is not delicious and directly lifts his stall, it will be miserable, this is his own belongings.

Mu Hanyan walked all the way over, and the vendors on the road were silent and didn't dare to move.

Mu Hanyan walked for a while and saw a stall selling wontons. It's this one, and in my impression, the wontons in this place taste very good. At this moment, there were two people eating at the stall, and after Mu Hanyan sat down, the faces of the two people changed. I didn't care about eating the wontons in the bowl, so I just threw down a few copper plates and ran away.

The owners of the stall are an old couple. When the old woman saw Mu Hanyan coming, her face changed, she squeezed out a smile, and was about to speak, but the old man said viciously at Mu Hanyan: "Small business, no credit! If you want to eat, you will take money, and if you don't have money, you will leave!"

As soon as these words came out, the old woman's face turned snow-white directly, and she slapped the old man's back: "You are crazy, this is Mu Daxuan...... This is the eldest prince of Mu, the eldest prince of the city lord's mansion. "Although the two sons of the city lord look the same, they are very recognizable. Because there is a red mole in the middle of the eldest prince's forehead, the person in front of him is not Mu Daxuan, who else? Looking at the surrounding hawkers who are avoiding snakes and scorpions, what else do you not understand?

"Good morning, eldest son, what do you want to eat? Hey, old foolish, we only have wontons, eldest prince come with two bowls?" the old woman squeezed out a smile and asked cautiously.

"Two bowls. Mu Hanyan replied with a grin.

"What are you doing, old immortal, hurry up and cook!" the old woman slapped the old man on the back again, but the fool could tell the worry in her tone.

What are you worried about, do you still need to say it? As soon as the old wife's temper came up, he was working against Mu Daxuan. Is there any good result?

"Let's talk about it first, small business is not on credit...... Ouch, dead old woman, beaten again, sooner or later you will be killed. ”

"It's been decades, haven't you been killed yet?"

"Hehe, I know you're reluctant. ”

"Don't be poor, go cook wontons. Hurry up, the coffins of the two of us are already up to you. ”

"This man eats white food, how can we save the coffin book?" the old man muttered unconvinced.

"One less board, can't we pick it up ourselves?" the old woman scolded angrily.

Hahaha, Mu Hanyan finally couldn't help laughing.

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