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The popularity calmed down, and the owners of those shops got up, saluted and greeted Ye Mu, and after Ye Mu responded, he returned to his position and continued to do his own thing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Everyone just line up, what to buy, what to buy. ”

Ye Mu said to the people on the street, and then called a few guards and asked them to organize many people to line up.

After the crowd withdrew, everyone behind Ye Mu could see the true face of the crowd.

It was a stall with no singularity, some ordinary utensils on it, and nothing more.

Li Xiuning and the others were confused, they didn't understand the people who were still cheering when they looked at these ordinary things, and looked at those people carefully, they didn't look like they had something wrong with their brains, and there were more doubts in their eyes.

The same goes for others who don't know the details.

A group of people turned their eyes to Ye Mu, as if asking:

"You brought us here just to show us this ・・・・・・?"

Xu Ziling saw the gaze of those who didn't know the truth questioning Ye Mu, his lips moved, and he was about to open his mouth to explain, but Ye Mu stopped with a smile and waved:

"Let's take a look first!"

Everyone's eyes were withdrawn, and the guests followed the host, secretly thinking in their hearts that they couldn't see anything new for a while, and how to talk and make fun of them.

Once the people have respect and love for someone from the heart, the decisions made by that person will be easily accepted by the people and carried out without too much implementation cost, almost spontaneously.

The guards had barely spoken, and the people consciously lined up, revealing the booth that had gathered the notebook in the middle of the crowd.

Everything seemed to be arranged, and the vendor owners looked around them and began their professional work.

Lined up in a long queue, countless people stood there, behind them were the big people they respected and loved in their hearts, they looked a little restrained, the smile on their faces was gone, and their mouths were not cheering, some were quiet, and they did not return to the happy scene of laughter.

Seeing this scene, Ye Mu shook his head, knowing that it was himself and others who ruined the atmosphere here, so he walked in with the people around him with a slight disagreement, and said as he walked:

"This is one of the places where the humanistic spirit of the Chinese people gathers, and everyone comes with me to watch. ”

Everyone followed Ye Mu's steps, Ye Mu walked in the front, and Kou Xu and the others followed in the back to lead the attendants.

The first was an oil stall, and the crowd bypassed the line of people and looked in.

An oil buyer skillfully puts a bottle on the ground, and then the oil buyer stacks a stack of copper coins on top of the bottle mouth, and the oil seller adjusts the position of the copper money slightly, and then resists the oil barrel, and then forgets to pour it, and the oil falls into a silk thread, smoothly through the copper coin hole, and drips into the bottle.

The man who bought the oil took the copper coins from the bottles, looked at them one by one, and said with a happy face:

"It's amazing, it doesn't stick to a drop. ”

"Give" and then took out so many copper coins from his pocket and handed them over, happily carrying the oil bottle home.

Li Xiuning and the others were a little surprised, even if they were people who practiced martial arts, I am afraid it would be difficult to do that, but the oil seller who didn't know the slightest martial arts did it, and he was slightly surprised for a while.

Ye Mu explained on the side:

"This old man has been selling oil since he was ten years old, and for decades he has been finding pleasure in buying oil and pouring oil. ”

Li Xiuning and the others stopped very carefully, and Ye Mu paused for a moment and continued:

"If he pours oil and sticks it to the copper coins, then he has stuck a few of them, and he has to return a few of them back in the stack, and if he doesn't stick to any of them, the person who buys the oil must pay double the price. ”

This is a very small thing, if at other times, everyone will not take it to heart, but at this time they remember to be extra serious, there is no smile on their faces, they are extremely serious.

Anyone who does one thing to the extreme, even if that thing is ordinary, they don't dare to underestimate it.

Li Xiuning didn't dare to underestimate the thin old man, the expression on his face was extremely serious, and his heart seemed to be touched.

Xiang Yushan found that he couldn't see through this old man, and after looking at it for a long time, he finally felt heavy.

The flying knife girl Tongtong's eyes lit up, as if she had an understanding.

Song Shuang suddenly remembered that when he was a child, when he was just able to hold a sword, his cousin Song Que often held a knife and slashed with one action, at that time, Song Que was known as the stupid boy with the worst knife skills among several brothers, and now he is no less than Ning Daoqi's top master, and he suddenly understood the reason.

Extreme knife can be extremely knife......

After everyone saw it, they were more or less touched, and at this moment, Ye Mu said:

"We can take a look at the next one. ”

Everyone followed Ye Mu to look at the next stall, it was a stall selling noodles, a young man, holding a knife stained with flour in his hand, although the knife was small, everyone recognized it, it was clearly a weapon, this person actually used a weapon to cut noodles, people didn't know what to say, suddenly moved his hand, waved the knife and fell, the speed was so fast that he couldn't see the shadow of the knife at all.

A piece of dough was placed on the board, and the sound of the knife hitting the table could not be heard, and a shadow passed over the dough, and then the dough became a wisp of thin noodles.

"A total of 53 knives, none of which are redundant, please pay 53 yuan. After the young man cut the noodles, he smiled and said to the noodle buyer in front of him.

The noodle buyer gave him a thumbs up, then took a large handful of copper coins from his pocket and threw them into a wooden box next to the board.

"Your handful of fifty-seven coins, please get four back by yourself. ”

The noodle buyer once again gave a thumbs up to the young man who sold the noodles, took back the three copper coins with a smile on his face, and walked out of the crowd with the noodles that had already been loaded.

Looking at this guy, Song Shuang said with a slightly solemn expression:

"He is a genius with a knife, if the eldest brother meets this person, I am afraid that he will directly take the mantle. ”

Ye Mu shook his head:

"He doesn't have to be taught by anyone, he has the best teacher. ”

Song Shuang was a little disappointed when he heard this.

Li Xiuning couldn't help but ask:

"What kind of character can teach such a good and potential young person. ”

"His teacher is very average in martial arts, only a few basic sword techniques, but he is indeed one of the best teachers in the world. ”

Ye Mu said, and pointed to the next stall.

But at this time, Xiang Yushan spoke:

"He's good at martial arts, right? How could he be in this place?"

Everyone's steps paused, and then looked at Ye Mu.

Hearing the questioning and feeling everyone's gaze, Ye Mu also stopped:

"He was a poor student at the college, and the college allowed him to earn some living expenses on this street without using any of his skills. ”