Seeing that Du Yong didn't say anything else, the guy changed the topic: "Customer, if you feel hot, I'll go and draw a plate of well water for you. If you wash your face, you will feel very cool. Don't go on the street. It's not too late to go when it gets dawn."

Du Yong waved his hand: "I'm not a rich man, I'm going out for a casual walk, no one will care."

Seeing that Du Yong's tone was plain, his attitude was firm, the guy knew that he could not persuade him anymore. He could only remind Du Yong to be careful and try not to go too far.

Du Yong responded casually, raised his foot downstairs, and walked out of the inn gate.

It's really cool outside.

There were not many pedestrians on the street, but the breakfast stall was already set up and it was steaming.

Du Yong walked halfway through the street and came to a breakfast stall to prepare to eat something. The owner of the stall was a middle-aged couple and a teenage boy who was helping his parents. The family of three looked very harmonious.

There are a lot of breakfast, such as buns, steamed buns, porridge, pickles, etc., and there are several small tables next to it.

The business is very good, with several tables filled with guests, and there are still many people queuing up.

The guests were dressed in a simple manner, and they should be workers rushing to do things.

The food was very affordable. Du Yong saw a customer who ate five or six steamed buns and drank two bowls of porridge before giving thirty copper plates.

But Du Yong didn't feel that the food on the stall was very resistant, and he was at the end of the line and waited honestly.

However, Du Yong seemed out of place in the team. He was very young and was wearing luxurious warrior uniforms, which made people know at a glance that he was a young man from a wealthy family.

The old man in front occasionally turned his head, and after seeing Du Yong, he was stunned, and then said politely: "Young Master, are you also coming to such a small stall to eat?"

Du Yong explained: "I saw that there were many people queuing up in this stall, so it should be delicious, so I want to give it a try."

Seeing Du Yong laughing naturally, he was not at all dandy, and he was very happy and chatted: "Young Master, the reason why there are so many people queuing up is not because the food is delicious, but because the food is cheap. People like us don't have much money to do, so they choose such affordable stalls. If they go to the store to eat, they will not be able to get back to work for a day."

Du Yong asked, "What does your brother do?"

I can't go to the shop for breakfast for a day, which is really hard.

The old man chuckled and said, "It's just a coolie, there's nothing to say."

Du Yong did not ask, and laughed and said, "Meeting is fate, why don't I treat you to breakfast today?"

The old man was very happy, but waved his hand and refused: "No, this stall can still be eaten."

Du Yong did not force it.

After they were lined up, a small table just came out, and Du Yong and his brother sat on it.

The child walked up and asked politely: "What do you two want to eat?"

The old man was very straightforward: "Six steamed buns, two bowls of porridge, and a stack of pickles!"

Du Yong didn't think about what to eat, so he casually said, "I'll do it all."

The child obviously had never seen this method of dot, so he was stunned, but he quickly reacted and nodded.

Soon, the small table was filled with scattered. "Are there so many kinds?"

Du Yong murmured at the various foods on the table.

But it just so happens that I'm hungry now.

First, I picked up the porridge and drank it all, then opened my bows left and right, and the steamed buns were bigger than fists, and I finished it in two bites.

The brother next to him looked at Du Yong's eating behavior and was stunned on the spot, and he had forgotten what he had eaten.

Du Yong raised his head and grinned: "I'm a little hungry now, so I'm eating a little faster. I'm sorry, brother!"

The old man came to his senses and praised: "After all, he is a young man, his appetite is good."

After eating, Du Yong created a silver note like a magic trick, of course it was taken out from the auxiliary warehouse. This action made the brother wipe his eyes.

"Awesome, I have learned tricks." Du Yong was very proud.

"Awesome, I thought I was dazzled." The old man gave a thumbs up and praised him sincerely.

"This young man can't find it!"

After seeing the silver notes handed over by Du Yong, the boss shook his head repeatedly.

Du Yong was stunned: "It's just a twenty tael of silver bill, can't you find it?"

This is the smallest silver note in the warehouse, and only this one is the other ones with a denomination of 100 taels.

The boss smiled bitterly: "Young masters, our stall is just a small business, and we collect copper coins. How about you changing copper coins? Or you can do it, but you can barely find the broken silver."

"No copper or broken silver."

Du Yong spread his hands and explained: "This is already the smallest silver note on me."

The old man smiled and said, "Young Master, why don't you let me treat you..."

Du Yong quickly waved his hand: "How can this work! Boss, why not do this? I will treat everyone present to you."

Many people were secretly happy after hearing Du Yong's words, and it was also good to save a breakfast.

The boss said helplessly: "Young master is admirable, but twenty taels are still too much."

Du Yong said: "Then you can treat the people behind you to eat. If you can't finish it, just treat it as the hard money you have given you. Don't refuse. I am happy today."

After saying that, he stuffed the silver notes into the boss's hand. He couldn't help but refuse. He raised his foot and walked several steps, then waved goodbye.

"Thank you, young master!" The boss just thanked.

"Thank you, young master!" The guests also smiled and thanked.

Du Yong was full and invited guests again. He was in a very comfortable mood and rushed to the inn leisurely.

When turning a corner, there is a warning sign.

Du Yong almost unconsciously started small steps, pulled horizontally, and swept over at the same time.

At the bend was a man in black in his thirties. He was holding his right palm, probably trying to attack him. There was shock in his eyes. Obviously, he didn't expect Du Yong to be so smart.

clang!

Du Yong pulled out his dagger and pointed at the other party from a distance: "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

Seeing Du Yong's amazing momentum, the man in black took a deep breath and calmed down: "Who are you?"

"The answer is wrong!"

Du Yong's eyes flashed with a cold light and he said coldly: "Give you another chance. Who are you? What do you want to do?"

The man in black knew that he could not fool him easily, and was about to change his reason, but Du Yong came directly to kill him.

call!

Du Yong's knife slashed and the knife's energy left with a fierce look.

At the same time, Du Yong blasted out his left fist, pressing his fist up, blocking the route of the man in black's escape.
Chapter completed!