Yao Junrui didn't expect that Su Mo didn't mind that he deliberately greeted her in a malicious tone: "No."

Just replying to him like this, Su Mo stopped looking at him.

Instead, a gaze that she could not ignore was staring at her.

It looked like the boy who was as bright as the sun, and Ze Li was so handsome that she didn't look like a boy. Zhou Yu grinned and smiled and said, "Hi, what a coincidence."

The tailwind of his eyes swept across Luo Wu, and the hostility was hidden in his eyes.

Zhou Yu walked up to Su Mo with a bag of popcorn: "Do you like eating this?"

"Take it, it's just a little hard."

Seeing her dressed in the countryside, she had a kind of noble character she had since childhood. In addition, on that thunderstorm day, Zhou Yu's eyes were always inseparable from her.

Su Mo picked up a popcorn and put it in her mouth and chewed it carefully.

It was originally a simple thing to eat popcorn. When the popcorn was about to swallow it into the stomach, there was a fragrance in the throat and a sweet and pleasant feeling. This feeling was very obvious. This was spiritual energy!

Such a simple popcorn actually injects aura!

Only then did Su Mo start to take a closer look at the popcorn-fried uncle.

He was wearing a bamboo straw hat with a low brim, and there seemed to be a black smoke of popcorn on his face accidentally rubbing against his face.

Only his square chin was seen.

Su Mo's eyes stayed on his fingers shaking the popcorn pot. His knuckles were very thick, the back of his hands were rough and the flesh on it looked rough. There was no sign of calluses in his palm and the palm calluses formed by practicing martial arts for a long time, so it was impossible to tell whether he was a warrior.

Zhou Yu noticed Su Mo was watching this uncle who exploded popcorn. He had noticed this person just now. He was not an ordinary popcorn person, but a person who had participated in the army.

From his sitting position, you can see that he has been trained.

But this person felt a bit sneaky when he looked at his whereabouts, and his sitting posture was a bit slanted from the angle he looked at. Zhou Yu felt a little displeased. Such people were generally very likely to be kicked out of the army without completing the prescribed training.

The habits I developed later cannot be trained according to the facilities in the army, so it becomes so unstandard.

Su Mo didn't know how Zhou Yu was disliked by him. She watched the uncle working diligently to blow popcorn. Such an inconspicuous popcorn actually contained a trace of spiritual energy. It was either the uncle's own skill or his popcorn pot was a magic weapon. Judging from the spiritual energy contained in the popcorn, the popcorn pot should be a mortal-level magic weapon.

It is very rare to make the utensils of food contain spiritual energy. It takes craftsmen a lot of effort to make it.

The magic weapon is a way for those who practice Taoism to cultivate their life experience into the objects they use during their daily practice and meditation before they can become magic weapons.

The mortal level is already a very rare magic weapon.

At the mortal level, there are utensils made by craftsmen from May 1st to practice the same-level magic weapons. Spirit-level magic weapons above the level only exist in legends.

The fire was bluish and purple, which shows that the carbon burned the fire was also excellent.

Su Mo looked at the price of the popcorn marked by the uncle next to him at fifty yuan per serving, no wonder no one came to buy it.

She came here just now because she didn't notice this brand. If she had just seen fifty yuan per serving, she might have bought the kind of creamy popcorn like Luo Wu.

Other tourists must also think that the old man who sells popcorn is selling nostalgia on this street with a retro style in the Republic of China, so the business here is not very good.

The old man who sold popcorn did not deliberately attract business, but continued to explode popcorn in obscurity.

The carbon and pots used were excellent, and no one noticed them.

Su Mo didn't expect that she could encounter such a good thing even after eating popcorn. She was in a very happy mood.

But I didn't expect that when it was so pleasant, someone was talking disdainful and disliked: "It's really a scam. This kind of popcorn costs two yuan per serving for us, but it's actually sold here for fifty."

"This is normal. This is the capital city and it is also a tourist area. Don't be too lazy to see it, we just don't buy it."

The people with him pulled him away.

This person shouted again, "Don't buy it, everyone, the popcorn here is expensive and not delicious. I bought a copy yesterday and asked for a refund. This person didn't return it to me. It's really a scam."

"Okay, don't worry about your money yesterday, let's go, let's go somewhere else to play."

It turned out that I was curious about how delicious such expensive popcorn was yesterday. I found that the people who bought it were not worth it. Today, the two of them shouted a few words and left. During the process, the uncle who exploded the popcorn didn't lift it up at all and was still shaking the popcorn pot.

Although this popcorn is not particularly delicious, it is also quite sweet and fragrant. The most important thing about it is the fire aura contained in it. After eating it, it is warm. It is no longer cold in this late autumn and early winter season. It is just that ordinary people cannot eat the aura. They do not know the benefits of these to their bodies.

The benefits are only short-lived. They don’t know how to quickly lock the spiritual energy and practice it in the Dantian. They just eat it as a very nutritious food, so those people don’t understand it at all.

Look, isn’t this just someone scolding people and causing trouble?

Su Mo looked at the uncle who exploded popcorn in the cold wind of late autumn, thinking that it was really difficult for people who were doing these small businesses now, and it was difficult to make a living.

The next pot was about to come, and Su Mo quickly blocked her ears. She was afraid of the explosion that looked in front of her.

Another "bang" sound, the popcorn was out of the pot, and a scent of corn came out. The uncle shook and waved the long dragon of popcorn. Luo Wu despised it on the side. He despised it for being unhygienic and did not want Su Mo to eat it.

Su Mo looked at the boy who lived a more delicate life than a little girl and said to him: "How can you go to our place to live like this? You should not go to the countryside."

When Luo Wu heard this, he immediately changed his posture, and had the awareness of "the waist is no longer sore, and the legs are no longer hurting". He said seriously: "Don't say such delicious popcorn, I can eat even loess, as long as it is Momo, you said."

Zhou Yu and the others had good hearing, not to mention that Luo Wu's voice deliberately expressed loyalty and obedience.

No one expected Luo Wu to go to the countryside?

Is this kid crazy?

Zhou Yu looked at Luo Wu with some thoughts.

Su Mo took out a hundred banknotes from her smear-blue wallet embroidered with a jasmine flower and gave it to the uncle: "Don't look for it anymore, thank you for your popcorn."

The uncle took the banknote and listened to the girl's respect for him in her voice, and looked at Su Mo with surprise.

At this time, a sour voice penetrated: "Oh, I didn't expect that the people from the countryside are quite rich. I see if Uncle Thirteen lied to his grandmother. This is not quite rich. It seems that it is good to stay in that small place."
Chapter completed!