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Chapter 1769: Mother and Son of Wontons

?Ruyi Buddha fell asleep in a deep sleep and would not wake up in a short period of time.

When the power of faith is lacking, Ruyi Buddha forced all his actions against him, which consumed a lot of original power and greatly damaged his vitality. Therefore, Ruyi Buddha needs to be nourished for a long time before he can recover.

Fang Dang also needs some time to rest. It is still a relatively difficult thing for Fang Dang to swallow ten sects in one breath.

Fang Dang originally planned to practice among the mountains for a few days, but when he climbed up a mountain, he immediately changed his mind.

Because a city suddenly appeared at the foot of the mountain.

Although the mountains are good, it is naturally better if you live in a city.

In the fairy world, cities generally belong to them, so this city will naturally not be wild here.

Fang Dang came to the entrance of the city, and there was a mottled wooden sign hanging on the city gate, Yangcheng!

Fang Dang raised his eyebrows slightly. He felt that the name Yangcheng sounded a little familiar, and seemed to have heard it somewhere not long ago.

At this time, the gate of Yangcheng was closed, but this was not a problem for Fang Dang.

It was early morning when Fang Dang entered the city. A heavy snow last night made the whole city covered with a thick layer of silver. Under the morning sunlight, there were shiny everywhere.

A donkey cart walked slowly, with frozen corpses placed on the car, walking by Fang Dang's side with gurgling.

This heavy snow is an interesting thing for some people, but it is definitely not a good thing for those in the lowest level of the city.

Fang Dang walked along the street towards the southeast of the city. The snow squeaked along the way, and the pedestrians on the side of the road were wrapped tightly. There were very few people like Fang Dang who were not afraid of the cold.

There was a steam rising from the wonton stall in the distance, and the water in the big pot was circulating with flowers.

"Come on the bowl of wontons!"

The stall owner was a middle-aged woman and was busy rolling the noodles at this time. Hearing this, he quickly responded.

There was also a child of eight or nine years old who struggled to stir the filling.

The child raised his head and looked at Fang Dang, then narrowed his eyes and felt a sense of indifference all over his body.

Fang Dang smiled slightly in his heart. This little guy actually had some cultivation. No wonder he looked reluctant. The cultivator is willing to do such a business that can get up early and go to bed late?

However, this little guy has a very shallow cultivation level and has just reached the threshold for qi training.

Fang Dang was the first guest. Because of the heavy snow last night, many people were unwilling to get up early.

The stall owner, mother and son, must have lived a very good life, otherwise they would never have come out to make a living in this cold weather!

Chaos were thrown into the boiling hot water. After a moment, it was like small boats floating up, floating with the splashes.

The fresh fragrance began to ripple.

At this time, pedestrians were attracted one after another.

People sat down one after another on the small Chaos stall.

For a moment, the quiet morning began to become bustling.

There were also people sitting on both sides of the square table where Fang Dang sat.

These two should be apprentices from Bu Xing. They are seventeen or eighteen years old, and they are young women chattering and talking a little noisy.

Fang Dang was not unhappy at all. While observing everything around him, he was waiting for his wontons.

Soon the little boy came over with wontons and placed them in front of Fang Dang.

At this time, the girl in the seat next to Fang Dang smiled and said, "Brother, can you sing the song I gave you yesterday?"

Obviously, both sides are very familiar.

The originally cold face of the little brother who was called the killer suddenly turned slightly red, and then he said with an upset look on his face: "I won't learn to kill me if you are wrong!"

The girl was obviously teasing the little boy, and said with a smile: "Then call me sister, I'll give you candy!" As the girl said that, she took out three candy beans from her sleeve and placed them on the table.

The little boy tilted his lips slightly, and looked disdainful.

"elder sister!"

Fang Dang didn't expect that the little boy with a look of disdain on Tangdou actually called out his sister sweetly, then grabbed three Tangdou and ran away.

Fang Dang blinked. This little guy was quite interesting. He could stretch and bend, and he was better than ordinary people!

The two women at the same table laughed so hard that they were trembling.

"Brother Kill, if you sing the song I taught you yesterday, I will give you a handful of sugar beans!"

The little boy pinched her waist and looked disdainful.

Fang Dang took a wonton, put it directly into his mouth, and chewed it slowly.

The woman who was speechless at the next table glanced at Fang Dang and then showed a hint of doubt.

Fang Dang could keenly feel the other person’s thoughts. The wontons were just out of the pot and were the hottest. Fang Dang put them directly into his mouth, and this behavior was a bit unusual.

However, Fang Dang was too lazy to avoid other people's gazes and continued to eat wontons in one bite. Finally, he poured all the hot bowl of soup into his mouth, and then he exhaled a long breath.

Fang Dang was not short of gold and silver, and threw a large piece of broken silver on the table. Fang Dang didn't know how much the half-pound silver was worth, but paying a bowl of wontons should not be a problem.

The little boy ran over and frowned slightly at the silver on the table: "Customer, you just opened in the morning. I can't find your silver."

The two women who were having dinner at the same table were also stunned at this time. A bowl of wontons was only three big money, and the half-pound silver weighed at least three hundred big money.

Fang Dang smiled and said, "You answer me a question, and the rest will be given to you!"

The little boy glanced at the piece of silver and nodded immediately and said, "Tell me!"

Many people around were attracted by Fang Dang, especially the two women who were on the same table with Fang Dang, who didn't even eat wontons and stared at Fang Dang.

Fang Dang asked, "I want to find someone named Chen Tu, do you know?"

As soon as Fang Dang said, the lively wonton stall immediately became quiet, and his eyes were betting on Fang Dang's face, especially the boss's wife who was busy wrapping wontons, her fingers froze slightly.

The little boy standing in front of Fang Dang was about to answer Fang Dang's question, his brows were deeply frowning, and his face instantly became cold!

It's even colder than the morning after the snow.

Fang Dang smiled slightly and said, "It seems that I am lucky and found the right place!"

In the Huanyu Tower, an S-level monk asked Fang Dang to help him bring a word. He told Fang Dang that his home was in the southeast corner of Yangcheng.
Chapter completed!
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