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Chapter 414: People are people

The best wonton in the world.

This sign is placed next to the original "Sunrise Inn".

But He Sanqi, who was taking the wontons, Ding Mian, who was collecting the bills, and Lan Fenghuang, who was rolling the noodles, were no longer there.

Dongfang Bubai stood in front of the original ruins of the "Sunrise Inn", with many emotions in his eyes, and an indescribable look appeared on her face.

There was no new inn here, but it was kept as it was when it was burned for people to visit and pay tribute. Many new wonton stalls were opened next to it.

Without exception, the name of the wonton stall is all called "Phoenix Wonton".

Among these strange "Phoenix Wonton Stages", some are old people watching the stalls, some are middle-aged people laying wontons on the stalls, and some are women boiling wontons... In short, there are all kinds of people, but none of them are genuine products.

But every stall is calling out that they are the most authentic "phoenix wontons", and some people even argue about this and chatter endlessly.

It seems that "Phoenix Wonton" has become a big sign in the town.

Especially after the battle of "Sunrise Inn", there were more young people. Young people came here to admire the remains of the war, and outsiders could not help but have to eat a bowl of "Phoenix Wontons".

Li Bufuzheng walked on this street.

The sun is still there, it is afternoon, and it is not yet time for dinner, and not many people are here to buy wontons.

The original "school" can no longer be opened because the entrance of the school is filled with wonton stalls, which blocks the streets.

Dongfang Bubai said, "You asked me to come here, are you going to treat me to a bowl of wontons?"

She was in the mood to joke.

Li Bufu said: "Your joke is really not funny."

Dongfang Bubai laughed and said, "This thing also needs practice. When I joke a few more times, it may be much more funny. This is like making wontons. If you make too many, you will naturally be familiar with it."

Li Bufu suddenly turned his head and asked loudly, "Who is the real Phoenix Wonton here?"

"I'm here!"

"I'm here!"

"I'm the most authentic Phoenix Wontons!"

“…….”

The stall owners all rushed to the front and shouted loudly, as if they were afraid that others would not recognize them.

Li Bufu said: "You all say it is the most authentic Phoenix Wonton, how can you prove it?"

He took out a golden leaf from his arms and said, "Whoever proves it, I will use this golden leaf to buy two bowls of wontons to eat!"

The stall owners knew that they had met a rich man, so they all tried their best to make the two of them believe that they were the real "phoenix wonton"!

An old man walked up and said with a smile: "Young man, real gold is not afraid of fire. I am a real Phoenix Wonton. Actually, there is no need to prove it. I am just afraid that you will be fooled by someone else, so I spoke out to remind you... Ahem... I am the most authentic here because my skills were learned from Old Man He in the school at that time!"

At this time, another middle-aged man said, "It's wrong, I'm the Phoenix Wonton here! Look at him!"

A timid little child with flour on his face came out from behind the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man said: "He learned to make wontons with Senior He Sanqi and Master Lan in the school. Now he works at the stall!"

Another woman said, "Bad, your child is just learning a little bit of fur. My two children are the ones who really went to Mr. Wen's school."

Next to her, there were two children, a man and a woman, kneading dough and fillings, doing their work seriously.

Li Bufu didn't know these three children at all.

These three children obviously don't know him either.

Other people have also begun to say that their stalls are the real "phoenix wontons". Everyone seems to be able to find ten thousand reasons to prove themselves.........

The middle-aged man asked his son to stand up and stretched out his hands for everyone to see. His hands were covered with white flour, indicating that he made these wontons himself.

The woman also asked her children to stand up and recite the Book of Songs, saying that this was learned in Mr. Wen's school.

The old man was the weirdest. He actually lay on the ground and rolled around, saying that someone was going to steal his stall and bully him.

Several stall owners started arguing.

"You occupied my stall yesterday today. What else do you want?"

"When will this stall belong to yours?"

"I just said it. I'll take the place today when I'm just ugly!"

“…………”

Dongfang Bubai was too lazy to watch this farce again and said, "I have been working in Sunrise Inn for so many years, but I don't know any of these people. I'm afraid I'm not from the town."

Li Bufu didn't buy a bowl of wontons, but gradually walked away on the street. He asked Dongfang Bubai: "Do you know where these people came from?"

Dongfang Bubai said, "Oh? You know?"

Li Bufu said, "I can hear from the accent that one of them is from Shu, one from northern Shaanxi, and the other from Central Plains, right?"

Dongfang Bubai can naturally hear it.

Li Bufu said: "That's how they make wontons. They sell wontons on their own territory, which can only be sold for ten cents per bowl at most. But when they come here, the same wontons with the reputation of "Phoenix" can be sold for thirty cents or even fifty cents. Of course, they are willing to come all the way."

"They come from thousands of miles away, naturally to make money; and they will definitely get up early and go to bed late, and they must also brighten their signatures. The most important thing is to be brighter than other wonton stalls, so they tried every means and even brought in their own children... Today you come to set up a stall at the Yin time, and tomorrow I will take up the stall when the ugly time..."

Dongfang Bubai thought about something.

Li Bufu then smiled and said, "So although we can ban the popularity of "The Evil-Breaking Sword Book" in the martial arts world, no one can control this momentum of everyone's rushing for profit and fighting for the bloody struggle."

Dongfang Bubai sighed: "So I want to live in a different place."

Li Bufu said, "I don't want to."

Dongfang Bubai said, "Oh?"

Li Bufu said, "Because I know that if another place is the same, people there will be the same. People are the same, people are the same, and people everywhere are the same."

Dongfang Bubai was silent.

Li Bufu said, "And if I activate the treasure, I will probably be teleported away together, so let's wait until the Phoenix comes before starting."

This time, Li Bufu wanted to use the "Jianghu Order" to take Lan Fenghuang away.

He had never used anyone to take to shuttle through the planes with the "Jianghu Ling" in the past, but as he gradually became familiar with the use of the "Jianghu Ling", he felt that this might be worth a try!

After discussing with Lan Fenghuang, she went back to hand over the affairs of the "Five Immortal Sect".

Dongfang Bubai said, "Well, Lin Pingzhi will come too."

Li Bufu frowned and said, "You want to take him away?"

Dongfang Bubai said: "If we leave, wouldn't he find a way to spread the "Sword of Evil-Breaking Sword"? It would be more at ease if we take him away together."

"Where is he now?"

"I gave him three days to handle the affairs of the Forway Escort Agency."

"Aren't you afraid that he will spread the "Sword of Evil-Breaking Sword" within these three days?"

Dongfang Bubai sneered and said, "Who will believe the evil-proof sword score that was passed down from his hand now?"

After a long time, Li Bufu nodded and said, "Okay, then I will do my best then."

Seven days later.

Li Bufu, Lan Fenghuang, Dongfang Bubai, and Lin Pingzhi really disappeared from the world together.
Chapter completed!
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