The night market in the royal capital has changed dramatically, and the people of the kingdom of Talon generally believe that it was the starting point of Tyre-Cyleus, so after his departure, the nobles financed the rebuilding of it with different purposes. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe humble open-air stalls have been transformed into merchandise, and the colorful crystal strings are hung on the ingenious fences, and the water from the fountain in the city center looks beautiful at night under the colorful light.

During the time Lin Qiu was away, the night market he was most familiar with had become a famous attraction in the Kingdom of Talen, and couples walked by the fountain in the moonlight, including some young nobles who had just left the banquet hall. For these young people, every banquet can lead to a romantic love affair.

Everything in the night market is not human, the only thing that has not changed is the uncles and aunts who gather here in plain linen robes. No matter what becomes of the night market, they are the main force here.

"Come and take a look, this is the fried bread that Tyre Cyrus used to like to eat!" The original trolley was replaced by a shop, and the appearance of the owner had not changed, but the slogan had changed.

Three months ago, no one knew Lin Qiu, but now his name has become the best signboard, and many people will come in to take a look even if they are not hungry after listening to the boss's shouting.

"A piece of fried bread. Lin Qiu skillfully sat in front of the boss, the boss looked up in a little surprise, and when he saw the comer, his hand shaking the spatula trembled, and a few sparks splashed on the iron plate of the stir-frying bread.

"Hey—look at it!" the diner shouted dissatisfiedly when he saw the fried bread sticky. He wasn't a regular visitor to the area, and he came here after hearing about the night market, a very famous fried bakery, in a tavern at the port. In order to find out what is so great about this fried bakery, he deliberately stayed here and watched the boss's every move.

Then he saw Lin Qiu walk in, and his fried bread was also mushy.

"Boss, this doesn't look like you. "Lin Qiu has eaten fried bread here for a year, and it is the first time he has seen the boss miss it.

This boss has all his skill points on fried bread, and he doesn't know anything except fried bread.

"You kid......"

Three months ago, the boss would keep a straight face every time he saw Lin Qiu. This kid is flamboyant and owes him a lot of money. However, after he became a hero, he earned a lot more money in Lin Qiu's name than Lin Qiu owed. Before that, no nobleman had ever entered his shop, and now many nobles had become regular customers.

So the simple boss witnessed the corruption of the nobles of the royal capital - fried bread was used as a daily snack for uncles and aunts, and the price was affordable and fair, and he still remembered the expression on the face of the first nobleman who entered his shop after learning the price. A large plate of fried bread for 1 gold coin can make a young man of Lin Qiu's age have a stomachache, and the nobleman casually threw him a bag containing 20 gold coins, and he looked like he had picked up a bargain.

What a wicked nobleman!

The boss was a little speechless for a while, he didn't expect to meet Lin Qiu in his store again in his lifetime. As an ordinary boss, he is used to seeing those who have become famous and shy away from their former friends, and the teenager in front of him is not just as simple as "mixing up with the famous".

"Tsk, although I am a little surprised...... the boss suddenly sank his face, and mysteriously picked up a strange bottle next to the kitchen counter: "But I was prepared, do you know what is in it?"

"I don't know, but I know you've just lost a guest. Lin Qiu shrugged his shoulders, and the person who had been fried complained for a while, and found that no one paid attention to him at all, so he left stupidly.

"What!?"

The boss exaggeratedly covered his head with one hand: "It's all your fault! Every time you come here, my small shop will suffer losses...... How? You must be curious to know what's in this bottle, right?"

To be honest, not wanting to know at all.

But Lin Qiu looked at the boss's earnest expression, and he was using his eyes to convey the signal of "come and ask me, or I will be angry".

"Okay, what's in it?"

The boss smiled proudly and proudly announced, "Hmph, since you sincerely asked, I will tell you with great mercy!"

This uncle is getting more and more annoyed!

"This is the 'Super Spicy Pepper' I brought from the Byron Empire, and it was specially prepared for you kid!"

Speaking of chili peppers, there is also a legendary grudge between the boss and Lin Qiu, and this grievance directly led to the soaring sales of spicy fried bread later. Lin Qiu's preference for spicy taste is well known to night market regulars, so one day, the boss came up with an idea that he thought was brilliant in order to suppress Lin Qiu's behavior of often eating overlord meals.

He took out all the hot sauce on the stall at that time, and made a bet with Lin Qiu with determination: "If you can endure the next hellish level fried bread, I will give you a month free!"

This is one of the most regrettable bets of his life.

In the exclamations of the uncles and aunts, Lin Qiu finished eating the so-called hell-level fried bread as usual, and wiped his mouth disdainfully, indicating that there was no one who could fight.

I made a bet that I had to complete even if I was in tears. The financial loss is a trivial matter, the important thing is that the boss feels that his self-esteem of fried bread has been challenged, and he was confident enough to tell everyone that Lin Qiu will definitely be spicy by his hellish fried bread.

The reason why Lin Qiufeng is light is not only because spicy taste has long been commonplace for him, but also because he had insight into the boss's plan the day before, and the boss never dreamed that his secret hot sauce had been packaged into ketchup a day earlier.

The actual situation at that time was that the boss took three packets of ketchup and a packet of ordinary hot sauce and swore and said, "I want to be spicy, you fart and!"

And this time, the boss is back again.

"Hmph, no one has been able to swallow this special hot sauce alive!" the boss snorted coldly, his tone full of provocation.

"You're actually the assassin of the Silent Rose in disguise!" said this to the owner of a good fried bread stall, which gave Lin Qiu the illusion that there was already a river of blood here.

Why would someone eat fried bread and even die!

"I don't care if you're Silent Rose or Pink Jenny, boy, do you dare to accept my challenge?" The boss was confident at the same time, but he also exposed his own lingering in the Fengyue place - Pink Jenny was the largest Fengyue place in the Talen Kingdom, and he subconsciously regarded the Silent Rose and Pink Jenny as a matter for a while.

Anyway, the names all sound pretty much the same.

Lin Qiu felt that if the Silent Rose Man heard his words, he would have to issue a mission to assassinate the boss the next day.

"Stop, uncle, I'm here to get you on business. As he spoke, Lin Qiu took out the black wooden arrow that Ke Liya had given him from his pocket—"Do you know this thing?"