Compared with the dimly lit high-rise buildings on the other side of the river, the dock here seems a bit deserted.

Because I am keen on mechanical modification, many accessories need to be purchased from other alliance areas, so I have been to the dock many times.

I walked forward in a hurry, and when I reached the corner, I saw a dark yellow light shining in front of me.

Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but let out a long breath, and a smile suddenly bloomed on his face.

That's a wonton shop.

It's not so much a shop as it is a simple shed with a stove and a soup pot hanging on the cart.

To put it bluntly, it is just a street shop that may not even have a business license.

But for Ding Xiaoyi, who was so hungry that his chest pressed against his back, this wonton shop was undoubtedly a paradise.

Before he even walked in, the smell of chicken soup flooded into Ding Xiaoyi's nasal cavity.

"Uncle, a bowl of wontons and a basket of steamed buns."

The store owner is already very old.

He wore a chef's hat on his head to neatly cover his hair, but the temples outside the hat brim were already gray.

The clothes on his body are very old linen clothes, but they are clean and spotless.

Ding Xiaoyi is different from ordinary second-generation rich people in that he is not particularly particular about what he eats.

Sometimes I work on machinery, and when I'm covered in engine oil, I can't care about any messy things. It's happiness to be able to eat something that's hot in your mouth.

But even so, when you see the simple and plain decoration of the store, and even the cleanliness without a trace of dust on the fingernails, it always makes people feel very comfortable and at ease.

"Okay!"

The old man nodded. Although he was old, his skills were still neat and clean. He put ten wontons into the pot, the seasonings were already sprinkled in the bowl, and he poured a spoonful of the old soup stewed by the old hen for a long time.

As the soup tumbles, the fresh aroma of coriander and leeks is mixed, and is temporarily stimulated by the chicken soup.

It's hard to say whether it is the chicken soup that makes these coriander and leeks, or whether the leeks and coriander make this bowl of chicken soup.

Ten wontons fell into the soup bowl, a spoonful of spicy pepper, a spoonful of mushrooms and pickled mustard, and then they were served in front of Ding Xiaoyi.

"Your buns."

The lid was opened, and white mist emitted under the dim light in front of the stall.

At this time, Ding Xiaoyi no longer cared about whether the buns would burn his mouth, and quickly stuffed one into his mouth.

So hungry.

It wasn't just that he hadn't eaten anything all night, it was also because everything that happened today, one after another, all irritated Ding Xiaoyi's nerves.

For people who are always in a state of mental stress, their consumption is equally astonishing.

"Huh..." The steamed buns were still very hot in the mouth at first, causing Ding Xiaoyi to open his mouth and take two breaths of hot air before he got used to it.

When you take a bite of the buns, the soft dough has a unique sweet aroma. After being mixed with the soup of fresh meat filling, it is fresh and sweet, delicious and delicious.

What Ding Xiaoyi likes most is the feeling of satisfaction of filling his mouth.

After taking a bite of the bun, Ding Xiaoyi felt that his whole body was getting warm.

Take a sip of fresh chicken soup. The taste of the chicken soup is just right. Coupled with the unique fragrance of leeks and coriander, this sip of chicken soup has a different taste in your mouth.

Many people just think that the names of wontons and wontons are different.

In fact, there are many differences between the two, and there is a lot of rhetoric about the coefficients.

But for Ding Xiaoyi, the biggest difference between the two is that wontons have more meat and wontons have less meat.

After biting into a big mouthful of wonton, the meat was elastic and delicious, and when paired with a spoonful of chicken soup, Ding Xiaoyi suddenly felt warm all over his body, and he was finally alive.

Ding Xiaoyi finished the large bowl of wontons and steamed buns in a blink of an eye, even the soup. Ding Xiaoyi put down the bowl and chopsticks with a relieved expression on his face.

"Tsk, tsk, as expected, the only thing I can't live up to is the delicious food!"

In fact, Ding Xiaoyi wanted to have another bowl.

But after thinking about it, his rationality still told him not to overeat. Not being able to eat on time is already very bad. If he eats too much, it will not be good for his own digestion. Once he develops stomach problems, he will be in trouble.

"Woo..."

With the cool breeze blowing from the river and the long roar of boats, Ding Xiaoyi touched his belly with his palms and felt particularly comfortable for a moment.

A simple radio hung on the cart nearby, playing the latest news from the alliance.

Ding Xiaoyi sat leisurely on a chair, admiring the beautiful scenery along the river.

At the same time, this is also a summary of what happened today.

The old man left himself a legacy.

A legacy that no one can take away.

A legacy that can make oneself rich enough to rival the country.

It also opened a door to a new world for myself.

What surprised me the most was the unknown side of the old man, which was so mysterious.

At this time, a message was played on the radio, which caught Ding Xiaoyi's attention.

[Today is July 31st, Year 119 of the Alliance Calendar. Recently, the exploration team discovered the latest psychic creature in the New World. This discovery is a brand new page in the history of the Alliance. The research on psychic creatures will enter a new chapter...

...]

Psychic creature.

Since the great earthquake on the earth, changes have begun to occur on the surface of the earth, and humans have established the Alliance.

All the strength of the alliance was invested in the new continents emerging from the ocean.

At the same time, various strange spirits appeared in the world.

Some of these spirits can cause great harm to humans, while others have very magical powers.

These spirits are unified into psychic beings.

The alliance divides these psychic creatures into six levels according to their threat levels: God, Dragon, Disaster, Evil, Wound, and Spirit.

Each level has three levels: upper, middle and lower.

However, although it is a psychic creature, it is only a name within the alliance. For Chinese people like Ding Xiaoyi, they prefer to call it... ghost.

Of course, these are the opinions of the older generation and will not be recognized by the alliance.

"I don't know, is the big-headed monster a psychic creature? If so, what level of psychic creature is it?"

Ding Xiaoyi guessed in his mind, and at the same time organized his thoughts, took out his wallet, and prepared to pay.

The wallet was opened, and the oily yellow and gold note was lying inside, which was very eye-catching.

The uncle glanced at it and saw the Ming coins in Ding Xiaoyi's wallet. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Young man, don't put such things in your wallet. It will easily attract bad things."

"Bad stuff?"

Ding Xiaoyi was startled, and the first thought in his mind was that hover car.

Thinking of this, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but asked in a strange way: "Uncle, are you talking about psychic creatures?"

The uncle smiled and took the money handed over by Ding Xiaoyi.

This time Ding Xiaoyi was more cautious and took a look at the iron box where the uncle put the money. After seeing the green alliance coins inside, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, what kind of psychic creature is a ghost according to our theory? I've never seen that thing before, but it's something passed down from our ancestors, so it's not unreasonable."

The uncle was packing his things with a smile. It was almost dawn, so he had to close the stall early and go home to rest.

Ding Xiaoyi was also intrigued by the uncle, and asked half-jokingly: "Uncle, do you think it's ghosts or people that are scary?"

After hearing Ding Xiaoyi's words, the uncle stopped what he was doing, thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "It's not scary at all."

Not scary??

This answer was somewhat beyond my expectation.

At this time, the uncle looked at the high-rise buildings on the other side of the river, lowered his voice, and whispered in Ding Xiaoyi's ear: "The scary thing is not people or ghosts, it's the world..."

"The way of the world..."

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the dimly lit world on the other side of the river.

It was a bit enlightening for a moment, but also a bit elusive.

In the end, Ding Xiaoyi didn't ask any more questions, got up and left, and walked directly into the dock.

The gatekeepers at the pier work three shifts, 24 hours a day.

Therefore, when Ding Xiaoyi walked over, the guard checked Ding Xiaoyi's cargo documents and then asked someone to take Ding Xiaoyi into the dock.

Because it was not a matter of picking up the goods, Ding Xiaoyi just went through a simple inspection procedure.

In fact, the stuff arrived two days ago.

After the loading master checked the cargo number, he asked the crane to take down the container containing Ding Xiaoyi's cargo.
To be continued...