The early morning red sun that sleeps in the mountains to the east.

Got up.

The warm golden light began to shine on the earth.

Smoke rose from the sky above Wuhun City, full of vitality.

It's a new day!

…

"This night's sleep is really comfortable."

Li Mubai lifted the corner of the quilt and sat up, looking satisfied.

Looking at the beauty whose hair is a little messy and is falling asleep.

He couldn't help but be amused.

Then he picked up a strand of beauty's hair, and put it on the beauty's delicate nose a little naughtily.

"Hmm... Master~, let me sleep a little longer... You were so good last night, I was so tired..."

Xiao Qian closed her eyes, rolled over, and muttered.

Looking at the slightly tired people.

Li Mubai knows.

I had to go out to buy breakfast this morning.

If it weren't for something unspeakable that happened last night.

This is the time of the past.

Xiao Qian got up early and made breakfast...

Get up and change, wash and make.

After tying up a strand of shoulder-length hair.

Li Mubai pulled out the deadbolt.

He pushed open the door to the outside world.

The cool fresh air blows in the face, which makes people feel more sober.

"Today's ordinary people, really, really happy~..."

Humming a minor tune.

Li Mubai walked out of the door, closed the door casually, and then put it out and reinserted the bolt.

You can't have the heart to hurt others, and you can't have the heart to defend people.

Be cautious and subtle, this is Li Mubai's always guideline.

The streets are clean and full of people.

Vendors push heavy carts to their original positions, and then unfold their wares for easy purchase.

The location on the street cannot be grabbed at will.

Li Mubai hasn't been here for a long time, but he also knows some of the Dao in this Martial Spirit City.

The reason why these small traders kept to their own feet and set up their stalls in fixed positions every day did not have a struggle to seize the good spot on the street.

That's because in Wuhun City, there are people who manage it.

However, these managers are not from the Wuhun Palace, but gangs.

This Wuhun City is very large, comparable to the imperial capital.

Among them, the gangs can be said to be countless.

Each gang manages one or more streets.

Vendors who want to set up their stalls need to pay a fee to the gang that manages the street.

These gangs are also very shrewd, regardless of what these call protection money.

And in good locations, you need to pay more stall fees to the gangs, which is why the vendors set up their stalls in fixed locations every day.

If you want to go to a good location, but you don't have the money, then you have to stay where you are.

Stop.

Despite the need to pay a booth fee to the gang, the vendors are happy to come early every day.

Wuhun City has a large population, and even if it only sells baked sweet potatoes, it is quite profitable.

Not to mention the big restaurants.

And the reason why the streets of Wuhun City are clean is also because of the management of gangs.

They will arrange special personnel to clean the streets.

Even public toilets have special people in charge.

Although these people are called gangs, their style of acting is not at all like the gang style that Li Mubai understands.

Instead, it's more like some kind of outsourcing company in a previous life.

It is precisely because of this that Wuhun City is so orderly, and there is no messy garbage on the streets.

And because this kind of management is very effective, the people of the Wuhun Hall don't care about these gangs.

However, these gangs need to pay tribute to some relevant personnel of the Wuhun Hall every month.

As far as Li Mubai knows.

The old bear, who lives in the east of the city, has many gangs under him to pay tribute.

It's not that Lao Xiong has to threaten to come, but these gang speakers take the initiative to send it.

"Why don't I have anyone to send money?"

Li Mubai also thought about this problem.

Maybe it's because he just came to the Martial Spirit Palace, and not many people know him.

…

"Meat buns, fragrant, freshly baked meat buns!"

"Boss, let's have three meat buns, eat here, and then put a bowl of soy milk and more sugar."

"Okay! Objectively you inside, please, come right away. ”

"Boss, I want five meat buns to take away."

"Okay! Good right away. ”

"Objective your buns, please take them."

"Boss, I'm going to..."

…

In front of a steamed bun shop, there were many people standing.

There are several large steamers placed in front of the store, which are constantly steaming.

Just standing on the street.

You can smell the fragrant smell of meat buns.

There is a notice board in front of the store.

There are three big words written on it: Meat buns!

There is also a small line of print underneath.

'The boy in this store is not bullied, and he will never use bad meat, otherwise the sky will thunder and split, and he will not die well! ’

Maybe that's the secret of a booming business!

Li Mubai came to the door of the store.

The sharp-eyed boss immediately saw this extraordinarily dressed son.

A face with a smile on his face.

At the moment when he saw Li Mubai, he even cracked his mouth, revealing two rows of front teeth.

"Li Gongzi, it's early!"

"What are you going to eat today?"

The boss with a slight nonsense and a round belly greeted him warmly.

"It's the same old way."

Li Mubai nodded and said lightly.

"Okay!"

The boss was full of joy and a smile.

After bowing his head slightly.

Li Mubai walked into the store, found the familiar empty table, pulled out a chair, and sat down.

The other tables were already packed.

Only this wooden table, which was clean, without a trace of residue, and no one sat down.

This position was specially reserved for Li Mubai by the boss.

Why?

It's because the two are more familiar.

Of course.

The most fundamental reason is that Li Mubai, as a ninety-level Title Douluo, eats quite a lot.

Coupled with last night's wind and rain, playing in the water.

Naturally, you need to eat a lot to replenish your strength.

Since Li Mubai ordered a lot of steamed buns every time, the boss naturally noticed the guest of the big stomach.

Of course, I would prefer to take care of him...

Not much.

Three plates full of meat buns were served.

The amount here is enough to consume the boss's steamed buns in almost a steamer.

"Li Gongzi, you use it slowly."

The boss brought a big bowl of soy milk and put it on the table.

"Got it, boss, you're busy, there are still a lot of guests waiting for you."

Li Mubai nodded.

"Okay, I'll go and get busy, if you need anything, just call me."

The boss is full of spring.

After saying a word, he turned and returned to the steamer.

Looking at each of the palm-sized meat buns, Li Mubai felt happy in his heart.

But.

What he didn't know was.

The guests who were also eating on the side were shocked by his behavior.

It's just because there are at least more than ten big meat buns in front of Li Mubai.

At the other tables, the most was five.

"Little brother, there are more than ten big meat buns here, can you really eat them?"

An old man had a look of concern on his face.

He lived all his life and met many people of all kinds.

Of course.

Among them are the full dead.

To put it bluntly, I ate too much and was strangled to death!