In front of the bun shop, a tall and thin young man walked in front of him.

The young man was dressed in simple linen clothes, straw sandals, and carried an old rusty sword on his back, with a thin yellow face and unkempt hair, like a homeless beggar.

The tall and thin young man saw the wooden sign next to the steamed bun shop and asked the boss: "Your steamed buns, do you really want money?"

Looking at the shabby young man, the boss not only did not rush people, but said very kindly: "There are still two vacant seats over there, you hurry over, and when this steamed bun is cooked, I will send it to you immediately." ”

Although he was born poor, he was a tall and thin young man, but he was not bad at courtesy, and he thanked the boss: "Then it's troublesome." ”

As the boss pointed out, there were already two people sitting on the table there, an old Taoist priest dressed as a god stick, and a kind-looking young man.

The tall and thin young man walked over and sat down across from the good-looking young man.

At this time, Xiao Yunchuan was taking out three spars and handed them to the old Taoist who rubbed his hands.

The old Taoist took the spar and continued to explain to Xiao Yunchuan with satisfaction: "I said before, you have a deep fortune and hurt the heavens and harmony, so it will affect the people around you. ”

After listening to the words of the old god, for some reason, Xiao Yunchuan's heart was in a trance, and then his eyes were gloomy.

I am deeply blessed, and if I hurt the heavens and the peace, it will affect the people around me......

Isn't that Lanling because of me......

Feeling the faint backlash of the power of the Heavenly Dao, Xiao Yunchuan had to hold back his mind and didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Seeing that there was another person on the table, the old Taoist wanted to strike while the iron was hot, and said with a smile: "This little brother, I am a physiognomy master, do you measure words?"

The tall and thin young man said lightly: "No need. ”

Looking at the tall and thin young man's dress, the old Taoist hesitated for a while and said, "I'll help you measure the words first, if you think what I said is not accurate, you can not give money." ”

"Don't want money?"

Hearing this, the tall and thin young man stretched out his index finger, dipped some tea in the teacup, and scratched it on the table.

When Xiao Yunchuan saw this scene, he resisted the urge to laugh.

The old Taoist's face twitched, but he could only bite the bullet and say: "Tao gives birth to one, life to two, two to three, three wins over all things, one is the beginning of all things, your future future is limitless......!"

Xiao Yunchuan interrupted the old Taoist's words, "Old man, you just said this to me. ”

"This descendant, like you, has an unlimited future, but ......"

The old Taoist paused, and said to the tall and thin young man: "You are the fate of the Heavenly Evil Lone Star, if my guess is correct, your parents died in your early years, and you should be alone at this time, right?"

Xiao Yunchuan rolled his eyes, looking at the outfit of this tall and thin brother, everyone knew that he was alone, and if it weren't for the death of his parents, how could he have fallen to this?

The tall and thin young man did not speak, just squinted.

"Although you are the fate of the Heavenly Evil Lone Star, but fortunately you met the old man, as long as you are willing to give out five ......" The old Taoist hesitated for a moment, "Three spirit stones, I can help you change your life!"

"No need......

Xiao Yunchuan looked at the old Taoist, you are too much, three spars can help people change their lives, even if they lie to people, you can make a draft.

The old Taoist was afraid that the tall and thin young man would not know the meaning of the lonely star in the daytime, so he tirelessly explained: "Do you know what the lonely star is?

The tall and thin young man obviously didn't eat this set, "In my life, it is enough to have a sword." ”

Seeing that the old Taoist was a little unable to get off the stage, Xiao Yunchuan saw the stitches and said: "Old man, why do you only need three spars to help him change his life against the sky, and if I measure a word, you will need three spars?"

When the old Taoist heard this, he blew his beard and glared and said, "You are different!"

Xiao Yunchuan asked, "Why are we different?"

Between the words, the owner of the steamed bun shop, holding three plates of steamed buns, walked over.

Xiao Yunchuan has four buns on his plate.

There are three buns on the old man's plate.

There are about seven or eight buns on the plate of the tall and thin young man.

The old Taoist ignored Xiao Yunchuan, but asked the boss: "Why can he eat so much?"

The owner of the steamed bun shop explained: "I'm afraid that this little brother will be hungry, so I took a few more, if you don't have enough, you can also call me, and I will send it to you." ”

When the old Taoist heard this, he was relieved.

Xiao Yunchuan picked up a bun and took a bite, it was bland and tasteless, the taste of this bun didn't seem to be very delicious.

At the next table, after eating a bite of the bun, a big man slapped the table and shouted, "Shopkeeper, what's the matter with your bun?"

The boss hurriedly ran over and asked, "What's wrong?"

The big man scolded: "The whole family died violently! Why are your buns like dung, so unpalatable?!"

Before the boss could speak, a guest on the side said: "The taste is light, I think it's okay, it's not as unpalatable as you said......"

The big man sneered and said bitterly: "Such an unpalatable thing, someone will actually say that it is delicious, you are invited by the store, right?"

Another person said: "This strong man, after all, it is difficult to reconcile everyone's mouth, although you think it is unpalatable, but some people may find it delicious, so it is not unusual, you don't need to beat it to death with a stick." ”

Dahan just said: "It's strange that such an unpalatable bun is actually delicious." ”

Some people couldn't stand it anymore, and said righteously: "I don't charge you money, some of them are good to eat, what do you call it?!"

The big man scolded and said: "Their steamed buns will always be free in the future? As long as they sell steamed buns are not free forever, you don't say anything free about them! I spend time eating their steamed buns, do you think I don't need money for time? Do you think I won't eat them when he asks for money?"

One of them smiled when he heard this: "You haven't spent any money on steamed buns now, why can you be cheeky to say such things? Moreover, you think that their steamed buns are not delicious, so when he collects money in the future, will you still come to cheer for it? If it is not delicious, you can leave, what is it called?"

The boss was reprimanded by the big man, but he still said with a smile: "If you are not satisfied, I tell me, I can change it, I can change it." ”

The big man shouted, "Can you change it? I've already eaten it! I want to vomit now!"

The shouting of the big man was too loud, and the boss was afraid that it would affect the other guests, so he said kindly: "This strong man, you make a small voice, there are other guests here." ”

"What?" the big man disdained: "The bun garbage you made, don't let people talk about it?"

"When you come to eat steamed buns, you are giving me face, why wouldn't I let you say it...... Moreover, with your mouth on you, you can naturally say that I am afraid of affecting other guests......"

Hearing this, the big man put the buns on the plate still on the ground, spat in front of the boss, then kicked the table away and left in style.

Seeing that the great god was gone, the boss faced a group of guests, so he had to accompany him with a smile and said, "It's okay, it's okay, everyone's okay......"

After the boss finished speaking, he silently cleaned up the table and the buns that were dropped by the big man.

Some guests who felt unappetizing, after eating a bite of the bun, just frowned, and left silently, without shouting like this big man.

The boss is very glad about this, but fortunately, not all the guests who find it unpalatable are like this guest.

Seeing this farce, Xiao Yunchuan didn't have the heart to continue eating steamed buns, looking at the bitter boss, he sighed and left.

The old Taoist took two bites and felt that although the taste of this bun was not good, he could barely fill his stomach, so he ate all the buns on the plate and left.

Only the tall and thin young man remained on the table, tirelessly eating steamed buns.

After eating the seven buns on the plate, the tall and thin young man got up and walked over, he took out seven copper coins, put them on the counter, and then left silently.

Looking at the copper coins left by the tall and thin young man, the boss's hands trembled, and there are still people in the world who understand me.