Zongman: Randomly set up a stall with Binchotan charcoal

"You said this mechanical man is handsome?"

"These tough lines and pointed nose are indeed cooler than the mechanical beasts of the Mo family." Wei Zhuang nodded coldly, with a hint of appreciation and recognition in his eyes.

It seemed that in these lines and the overall structure, he saw a kind of beauty and power that surpassed ordinary mechanical beasts. This design is not only for beauty, but also for practicality. Every detail reveals the ingenuity of the maker.

"....."

Honglian and Xia Tian looked at each other and were speechless.

Well,

Another aesthetic idiot.

"Wow, Brother Baimao, you understand. I said that the Sea Warrior Sora is the second coolest in the world, just a little bit worse than the Great Iron Monkey General." Little Binchotan said excitedly, feeling that he had found the organization.

"Brother Baimao, if you want to buy Sora mecha, you have to draw a lottery first, one gold coin at a time. I will make it for you if you draw it."

"Okay."

After saying that, Wei Zhuang took out a gold coin and turned the turntable.

After a while, when the pointer stopped, he looked at Peppa Pig, who looked like a monster, with a puzzled look on his face.

Isn't the boss's pattern too abstract?

"Is it a pig?"

Wei Zhuang pointed at Peppa's 16 mouth and guessed that it could also be an elephant.

Puff! ?

Honglian laughed out, and she felt balanced. She felt completely balanced in her heart. To be honest, compared with this ugly thing, her sideways smile was also quite cute. ?

"Hmm, this is Peppa Pig."

"Brother Baimao, you are so lucky. Although Peppa Pig is a little ugly, it has three yellow faces and big expressions." Little Binchotan looked like he had made a profit.

Wei Zhuang:..

You are still hmm~

You know this thing is ugly?

Let him, a disciple of Guigu, eat this ugly thing. Does Wei Zhuang still have face?

"Boss, this is for you. I will turn the wheel again."

Wei Zhuang simply restarted the wheel. It was only one gold and he could afford to lose.

This time he was lucky and drew a portrait of Confucius conquering people with virtue - the ferocious muscles on his back faintly showed the word "virtue".

Thanks to his knowledge, he recognized that this was Confucius through details, but this style of Confucius...

Wei Zhuang did not understand and was shocked.

This silence lasted until he got the finished product.

This boss is not afraid of trouble. He is not afraid of being torn apart by Confucian apprentices in the world for teasing the Confucian saints.

After a long time,

Looking at the sugar painting in his hand, Wei Zhuang couldn't help laughing, and laughed exaggeratedly.

"Hahaha~ Interesting, interesting, boss, you are really a wonderful person."

"If there are Confucian people who want to trouble you in the future, just come to me. I, Wei Zhuang, will make you my friend, hahaha~"

I almost laughed to tears. Wei Zhuang has never lost his composure like this before.

Honglian, who was next to him, froze the pointer hand, it's not a good idea to turn it or not. She also recognized the image of Confucius, but she was not as stubborn as Wei Zhuang and would not do anything to offend Confucius.

What if she was also asked to turn to the picture of convincing people with virtue, should she eat it or not?

It shouldn't be so unlucky, there are dozens of grids on this turntable. This sudden pattern put her in a dilemma. She stood there, hesitant.

Gritting her teeth,

Honglian still paid and turned on the turntable.

Three seconds later,

The pointer stopped at the same position.

"....."

Honglian was stunned. She couldn't believe her eyes.

Xia Tian was also stunned. He looked at Honglian with surprise and confusion in his eyes.

The two of them just stood there, looking at each other.....

Xia Tian tried hard to hold back his laughter, but his eyes were full of teasing and mockery. He looked at Hong Lian and asked softly: "Do you want this sugar painting?

Hong Lian took a deep breath and glared at Xia Tian fiercely. Why did this man look so hateful?

Yes!

Why not!

If you don't dare to eat a one-gold item, you can give it to Brother Jiu. Anyway, he is a Confucian disciple and should not be afraid of being offended.

Hong Lian chopped his feet and nodded fiercely.

"Pack it for me. ”

“Okay~”

Xia Tian skillfully drew the image of Confucius, pasted sugar paper on both sides of the sugar painting, and cleverly stuffed it into the packaging bag.

Hong Lian took it and looked at the transparent auxiliary material bag curiously. The boss packed everything so exquisitely.

Wei Zhuang, who was standing by, smelled the sugar painting and was sure that it was this thing that triggered the movement of the true qi in his body. His body's instinct made him no longer hesitate and bite down on Confucius' head.

In an instant, the sound of the sugar painting breaking sounded in his mouth, and Wei Zhuang raised his head slightly, imitating the crispy sugar coating falling off.

Sweet,

No other flavors mixed in, pure sweetness.

This taste is sweet but not greasy, with the fragrance of wheat. (To read the violent novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

But it is not too bitter like other maltose, nor too strong like honey. Its sweetness is soft and lasting, as if it blooms gently on the tip of the tongue, bringing a delicate and long-lasting sense of pleasure.

"Hmm... This is! ”

When Wei Zhuang gently put the piece of maltose into his mouth and savored it carefully, his pupils suddenly contracted violently. A familiar feeling came to his heart, as if it was some kind of omen, which made him hold his breath.

Here it comes,

That's the feeling.

He felt that this maltose was priceless just because it was delicious. However, this candy was not only a delicious enjoyment, it also had a magical effect - enhancing true qi.

This effect made Wei Zhuang feel extremely surprised, as if he had found a shortcut to improve his inner strength. Every time he tasted this maltose, he could feel a warm energy flowing slowly in his body, gradually strengthening his inner strength, making him more powerful in cultivation.

In a blink of an eye, he ate a sugar painting in three or two bites...

Almost, almost, he could break through a small realm.

? ? ?

Little Binchotan looked innocent, Brother Baimao, why are you staring at the Peppa Pig in my hand? You said you would give it to me. The little guy had a lazy sheep hairstyle in his left hand and Peppa Pig in his right hand, eating happily.

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot, thank you Brother Baimao." The little guy was very polite.

"...."

Wei Zhuang stood on the bustling street, holding an empty wallet in his hand, and an inexplicable silence surged in his heart.

He was so stupid, []

Really!

Such a big pig sugar painting... a sugar painting that was bigger than the image of Confucius, how could he give it away?

Of course,

A descendant of Guiguzi must not snatch candy from a child, so he turned around and left the treasure stall, looking back every few steps. He needed to find a rich woman and borrow money from her...

"Haha~ He regretted it, he regretted it, and almost wanted to snatch back the candy from the boss."

"I laughed to death, such a cool person, I thought he was aloof, but I didn't expect him to be a fun person."

Honglian couldn't stop laughing when she saw this scene. This man was so funny

No, no, I must tell Brother Jiu about such an interesting thing. By the way, give him the gift in my hand, Brother Jiu will definitely be very happy to see this candy painting~

Haha~

Thinking of this,

Honglian couldn't wait to walk towards the city gate. She was so happy all the way, as if she was stepping on cotton. .