Chapter 3270

When the three men across the street saw the red ultimatum card, their faces suddenly changed!

This is a small group, with a line of eyes staring at gold and silver shops.

Gold and silver shops naturally know their existence, but if there are physical shops doing business, they will not provoke right and wrong.

The small Gang found that Feng Jun exchanged a lot of silver coins and silver ingots. This kind of business can't be seen.

In addition, the other party has a fresh face. Even if there is a knife in his waist, so what?

But now they are horrified to find that the other party is Wuzong. It's better to... Hide honestly.

Seeing the Wuzong walking in a rampage, the three people who were originally hooked on each other hurriedly separated and hid by the side of the road.

Feng Jun is not surprised by this situation. Even on earth, many robbers stare outside the bank.

He didn't want to cause trouble, so he showed his ultimatum card, but it was impossible to let the other party go gently.

What he wants to create for himself is - "since it's martial arts, how can he have no temper"?

Seeing that the other party was separated, he changed his direction, or hit a man heavily..

The man was caught off guard and was directly hit and flew a foot away.

Fortunately, he also had martial arts skills. A carp stood up and glared at Feng Jun.

Feng Jun laughed, threw a silver coin twice in his hand, put it into his pocket and left.

The man raised his hand and touched his waist. His face changed again. He gnashed his teeth and scolded, "asshole... That's mine!"

However, he can only scold and rush to find trouble, which he dare not.

What made him angry was that this was originally the routine they intended to operate. They didn't want to be operated by the other party in turn!

A man came up, "boss, this guy robbed money in the street... Let's forget it?"

"No, what else can I do?" The man replied with a dark face, "that's Wuzong... There's no name on the silver coin!"

"But this guy... Is a foreigner," the former man was a little unwilling, "do you want our name?"

Those at the bottom also need to talk about the face of cards. They don't respond when they suffer a loss... That's to be underestimated!

"What can I do?" The boss was also a little depressed. "The cost of asking Wuzong to do it is high, and it's not worth it!"

Their organization is small, but they can also catch up with Wuzong's line. The problem is... The cost is too high.

These dynamic social organizations at the bottom not only know how to fight bravely, but also calculate economic accounts.

Those who don't understand this have long been buried in the ditch.

The former man whispered, "why do you need to find Wuzong? Isn't there a wizard?"

It costs money to ask Wu Zong to do it, but if a wizard... He may get a reward.

The boss turned his eyes and whispered, "Wuzong from a foreign country... Well, it's worth a try."

Although Feng Jun has gone far, it is impossible not to pay attention to the three men - what if the other party refuses to give up?

With the cultivation of his innate master, even without divine knowledge, the sound within a few miles could not hide his ears.

Hearing that the other party was going to secretly inform the wizard, the corner of his mouth twitched and a cold feeling flashed in his eyes.

He had the intention to lure the wizard out of the city, which was the way he did just now - including exchanging silver coins and retaliatory anti robbery.

But these are the rhythms designed by him. Others want to mess in, which makes him a little unhappy.

But now, there's no need to worry about it. It's true to ask for some information first.

Seeing that it was noon, he came to a rice stall... It was a rice stall, not a restaurant.

However, this food stall is a little better than the roadside stall. At least there is a tarpaulin ceiling with seven or eight tables.

In the civilian gathering area of Nancheng, this kind of stall is already at the middle level.

The business of the rice stall is average, and half of the tables are empty - perhaps because there are more poor people?

Feng Jun sat down at a smaller table and said hello to the waiter.

He ordered a lot of food. Soon he took more than half of a table, then ordered a pot of wine and ate and drank leisurely.

It is said that the hotel is a well-informed place. Feng Jun has never tried it. I don't know if it will be the same in the other world?

However, as a visitor to the big food Empire, he felt that the food here really tested his taste buds.

Heavy oil and salt can be tolerated, but if the fishy smell can't go, it's very uncomfortable.

After two bites, he couldn't help taking out a can of chili sauce - let the spicy taste go to the smell of mutton.

Chili sauce is a glass bottle. The trademark has long gone. There is glass in this world. It is often used by wizards in experiments.

Feng Jun ate and drank for a long time, but he didn't inquire about the information he was interested in

There are more and more people coming to the food stall, accompanied by three or five years. Most of them talk about the trivial things of their parents.

Then Feng Jun realized that most people who came to such places were locals!

Under such productive forces and relations of production, there are not many people who can travel far, and even fewer of them are poor.

If he has no other purpose, he must also go to the richer east city. How can he come to this mixed south city?

But now that you've come, let's do it first.

With the passage of time, more and more people came to dinner, and they were almost full.

No one competed with Feng Jun on the table. He had more food on the table, let alone a single knife hanging around his waist.

Although his appearance doesn't look ferocious, everyone comes to dinner. Why bother to get into unnecessary trouble?

Feng Jun didn't eat and drink slowly, but he didn't hear the news he wanted, and he was a little unwilling.

So when he was about to eat and drink, he asked the waiter to add food. The amount of food was quite impressive.

After a while, he asked someone to add another meal, because it looked like it was going to rain.

Not long after the food was served this time, someone finally shared the table with him.

There are father and son. The child looks thirteen or four years old, and the age of the father... I can't see it.

Anyway, I know it's a coolie at a glance. It's covered with wind and frost.

The father and son really had no place. They could only sit next to Feng Jun and saw the leftovers on the table. They couldn't help swallowing.

The father ordered a large bowl of broth bibimbap for the children to eat. He sat beside him and looked at it with a smile.

Listening to their conversation, Feng Jun understood that the child... Passed the examination of wizard apprentice this morning.

Just passing the examination doesn't mean you can become a wizard.

However, as long as children can become a formal wizard apprentice, they are basically human beings.

In fact, even if he has been a trainee apprentice, he is better than ordinary people. At least he is equal to ordinary martial artists.

For the poor, this has changed their fate, so it's a luxury for a father to bring his son to a restaurant.

The owner of the rice stall also heard their dialogue and said simply.

"It's the future wizard. I'll take this bowl of rice. I wish you a bright future!"

"Thank you very much. Please pack another one," the boy said seriously. "We'll pay for this one!"

The owner of the rice stall was feeling that this guy was a little greedy. At last, he was a little stunned. "Just come back next time."

"Take it to my mother and sister," said the boy with a trace of embarrassment on his face. "They haven't eaten meat soup for a long time."

When the father brought his son, he was reluctant to eat. The mother and little girl in the family were not even qualified to come.

It was a bit embarrassing to say this, but the boy said it frankly.

It's true to say that the poor's children are in charge early.

The owner of the rice stall has some economic strength. He smiles when he hears the speech, "I'll give you another share. It's a happy event."

"Thank you, uncle, but no," replied the boy solemnly. "I can't always take advantage of you."

"I will earn enough copper coins through my own efforts to make my family have broth... And meat pieces!"

If you don't want it, you won't give it away! The owner of the rice stall just doesn't want to offend a wizard apprentice, not how generous!

He smiled and nodded. "OK, I hope that day will come as soon as possible."

At this point, the dialogue came to an end. The young man took a small bite of meat soup bibimbap, chewed each bite carefully, and looked happy.

Feng Jun took a sip of the wine, narrowed his eyes and said, "I didn't expect to be a future wizard at the same table with me. Congratulations!"

"Is this Master Wu Xiu?" The boy swallowed the food from his mouth.

He looked at the man across the table and replied calmly, "I just passed the examination. It's far from the wizard."

Feng Jun smiled, "then I'll invite you to eat meat. Do you want to accept it?"

"Thank you, but no," replied the young man. "I'd rather make money with my own efforts."

Feng Jun smiled. "It's true. When people see hope, they are qualified to consider dignity. You're very good."

"Thank you for your praise!" Although the teenager passed the examination, he only looked at the food ordered by the other party and knew that he was a big man.

He even noticed, "what you said is very philosophical. Thank you for your advice."

"I can't talk about advice. I'm just a wandering savage," Feng Jun replied faintly.

"I'd like to ask some questions. If you can answer them, can I invite you to eat meat in return?"

"Of course," said the young man, proud but not pedantic. It's no shame to earn money by self-reliance.

He was even interested in asking, "savage... Are you a free man wandering in the wilderness?"

"Yes," Feng Jun nodded and admitted frankly, "I seldom go to the city and don't know a lot about wizards."

When the boy heard that he wanted to know about the wizard, he was relieved, "I don't know much."

"Say as much as you know," Feng Jun replied with a smile. "For example, I want to buy some books about wizards, but others say that books can't be bought casually. Do you have any suggestions?"

(updated to the last four days of this month. Has anyone seen the new monthly ticket?)

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