In the city of Chengdu, there is a famous Huang Street, where shops gather, and people come and go on weekdays, which is extremely lively.

Qingfeng steamed bun shop, which is famous for its soup dumplings, is located on Huang Street. The store is not big, with four or five tables of eight immortals, and a small private room in the back, which is often full of diners.

The owner of the bun shop, Ah Ben, is a beautiful woman with picturesque red eyes, and she can open a bun shop on Huang Street before she is twenty years old, compared with several large restaurants and restaurants around, in addition to her buns are particularly delicious, but also because Ah Ben pursues the integrity of Tong Suo.

The people of Chengdu know that the buns in Qingfeng Bun Shop have thin skin and big filling, delicious soup, and the price is not expensive. Ordinary people with a few small amounts of money in their pockets can afford to eat, and even those poor people who are shy in their pockets can occasionally buy a few drawers to go home to improve their food when they really want to get some oil.

In addition to steamed buns, A Ben made several small snacks by himself: osmanthus cake, mugwort leaf Qingtuan, donkey rolling, sugar fire is also quite famous, the taste is excellent, but the price is very real.

Other ordinary snacks are just that, and the osmanthus cake made by A Ben is not famous under the soup dumplings. It's just that osmanthus cake is not for the general public, and basically only martial artists can afford it.

It's not that Ben deliberately sells the osmanthus cake very expensive, but because her family's osmanthus cake is made according to the traditional recipe.

To make a unique flavor of traditional osmanthus cake, in addition to the main ingredients of rice milk, sugar, osmanthus must not have any sloppiness, but also add a little snow lotus, the final osmanthus cake will be mixed with a trace of clear and long flavor, after tasting will make people feel like the top of the mountain-like illusion.

And snow lotus is a precious herb, ordinary people don't need it at all and can't afford it, only people who practice martial arts will use snow lotus to make all kinds of blood circulation and blood stasis medicine.

One of the favorite human foods of the soul demon beast is the osmanthus cake of Qingfeng Bun Shop, and it doesn't smell other ordinary osmanthus cakes, perhaps because the monster beast originally yearns for unrestrained freedom, and it happens to capture the taste of freedom from a small osmanthus cake, but this is also bitter for the waist bag of the soul town boy Xingchen Dahai, who is good friends with it.

The osmanthus cake in Qingfeng Bun Shop, a piece of 320 ingots, Xingchen Dahai is a frequent customer, and A Ben sold it to him at the cost price of 300 ingots. Even so, as long as the sea of stars is bought a few times a month, he can only drink the northwest wind himself that month.

The war was imminent, the atmosphere in the major counties under the jurisdiction of the alliance was tense, the guards were several times stricter than before, the customs clearance documents were abolished, the trade between cities was interrupted, and people were no longer allowed to move at will, of course, this was only for ordinary people. Those tribal warriors who can teleport with the help of scrolls are of course free to come and go, unimpeded.

But as long as the war does not reach the city and county where they live, how should the common people live.

Chengdu City, which has announced its entry into the second-level combat readiness, has not changed much in the daily lives of the common people. However, the exchanges between the major cities and counties were interrupted, and even the peaceful city of Chengdu was no longer bustling with its former bustle, and the business of the shops along the street was much sluggish.

The big restaurants and famous restaurants that were originally busy with traffic suddenly deserted in front of the door, and the lively Huang Street became extremely deserted.

The Qingfeng steamed bun shop run by Xiaoben is better, and the local people will rush from all the way to Huang Street in Beicheng to buy a few drawers of steamed buns to take home. Business is not as good as it used to be, but it can be maintained. As for those delicate snacks, Ah Ben no longer makes them, only osmanthus cakes, she will make a small amount of them, which is convenient for regular martial artists in the past to buy.

Now that the price of snow lotus is soaring, maybe in a few days, the osmanthus cake will not be done, and Ben, who is sitting behind the counter with his chin in a daze, is a little pessimistic about the situation.

At this moment, the three guests opened the curtain and entered, and the two tall men wearing hats walked into the store one after the other, followed by the good brother of the third-level martial artist whom A Ben knew.

The two men wearing the hoods were wearing the usual navy blue cloth robes, normal gray boots, and no weapons. The same outfit but a completely different feeling: the tall and straight figure of the leading man is strong and straight, and he wears an ordinary costume with the rigidity and majesty of looking down on all beings, and the other man is slender and has an uninhibited demeanor in his steps. It's a pity that the hoods on the heads of the two men are extremely densely covered, and they can't see their faces clearly, but with such a bearing, they must not be ordinary people.

"Miss Ben, I'm bothered!" the good brother smiled all over his face, he was a warrior of the Caesar tribe and an old customer who often frequented Qingfeng's bun shop.

Ah Ben put away his messy mood, and hurriedly got up and greeted: "Good brother, do you want to bring a friend to eat steamed buns?" Because of the small business, Ah Ben usually only hires a powerful village woman Cai Niang to be responsible for purchasing ingredients, and the customers in the store will also help to help with it, and she will take care of all the rest. These days, because business is cold, Ah Ben didn't ask Cai Niang to come over to help, but just sent fresh meat and vegetables twice in the morning and evening.

"Yes, yes, with two ...... Friends come to try Ben's craftsmanship, they are all merchants who come to Chengdu to purchase brocade silk, catch up with the lockdown everywhere, it's not easy to go, hey, both come and be safe...... Therefore, I said that when you come to Chengdu City, you must not miss the soup dumplings at Qingfeng Bun Shop, as well as the most authentic osmanthus cake!"

A Ben pursed his lips and smiled: "Good big brother praises it! You can sit at will, I will make you a pot of tea first!"

She glanced at the visitors without a trace, and made her own judgment: The two men should be high-level martial artists! The good brother looked so cautious, it seems that the other party is not small! But it is not surprising that although the good brother is only a third-level martial artist, he belongs to the Caesar tribe, so he will naturally get acquainted with many middle and high-level martial artists, saying that it is a foreign businessman, maybe it is just an excuse. But why do you still wear a hat to cover your face? These thoughts were just fleeting.