The more the peddler listened, the more he felt that what he had just thought was right, and the more he listened, the more he felt that the person in front of him had an extraordinary background, and the export chapters were all new terms that he had not heard of. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He asked tentatively in a tone of horror, surprise and slightly surprise, "Dare to ask, what ......is the place of your old man?"

Wen Zhuyuan smiled, looked like a Buddha said that he couldn't speak, waved his hand and said, "If you want to talk about our place...... Heck, you don't necessarily know. ”

The peddler's eyes lit up, and he said in a flattering and frightened tone: "Imperial capital, in the sky?"

Wen Zhuyuan deliberately made the person happy, pretending to be a crepe, touching his chin and shaking his head: "Oh, this one, it's not far away." ”

The peddler bowed again and again: "It turned out to be an adult from the imperial capital, and the villain was rude and offended a lot just now, so please forgive me." ”

Wen Zhuyuan threw the persimmon skin on the ground and grinned: "Oh, speaking of this, I'm hungry again." After eating your persimmon, I feel even hungrier. ”

He rubbed his belly.

The peddler originally wanted to curry favor with this uncle from the imperial capital, but the business had not yet opened, his pockets were empty, and the only people who could entertain him were these cabbage radishes and persimmons.

Wen Zhuyuan picked up a persimmon and nibbled on it.

This time, he didn't pay so much attention to it, picked it up like a hawker just now, rubbed it on his clothes, and directly began to gnaw.

He muttered something strange in the eyes of the peddler: "What white flour steamed bun mutton soup beef flat food should be regarded as a delicacy in the world in your opinion, oops, no one eats it in our place at all, all of them are like the second master, the food has to eat sticks, the big meal has to eat French, the cigar has to smoke Brazilian, the clothes have to wear Italian, oh, the beauty wants to appreciate the Japanese." Let me tell you, in our place, there is a not very honest neighbor in the east called Japan, who does dirty things all day long, such as stealing something from you while you are not paying attention, in fact, it is also some of the things that we commonly use such as night pot urinal spittoons and other things that are not on the table, but they hide them as treasures, how shameless and shameless they are, but then again, although those Japanese dwarfs are not good, there is one thing that is still very appreciated, that is, there are too many beauties, what Sora Aoi Muto Raniijima loves Matsushima Kaede, ouch hey, that figure, that look, that job, that sultry posture, only you can't think of it...... Oops, you don't understand it. ”

The peddler was stunned when he heard the new term, but he didn't know how to answer, so he kept nodding his head and echoing: "I know, I understand...... Listening to Gongzi, your export is extraordinary, and your background must be extraordinary, you should be the grandson of the imperial capital who visited the emperor in a private interview. ”

Wen Zhuyuan sighed, as if he was very helpless, and seemed to be a little regretful, and said: "Alas, this son originally wanted to be low-key, but I didn't expect to let you really see it, it seems that this son is too high-profile, so you'd better let your tongue be responsible for your head and keep it a secret for me, otherwise ......"

He didn't say anything more, just made a chopping gesture.

The peddler hurriedly said, "Don't worry, don't worry, I will keep it a secret." ”

Wen stopped and said: "Seeing that you are so sincere, it doesn't hurt to tell you more." ”

The peddler said, "Childe, please speak." ”

Wen stopped and said: " At the beginning, the director did let me play the illegitimate son of an emperor of the dynasty, and it was also the so-called pearl left in the folk and the like, as a result, I accidentally had feelings for the actress who was playing the opposite role, and I had feelings, so I had to go out to eat and date, take a mulberry and bask in the sun, but I was photographed by the paparazzi, and the director was heartbroken, and the agent was heartbroken, so he dismissed my mandarin duck and let me play the slave of Wang Sun, the difference in identity was too great, which made me feel very bad, and when I was acting, I was often distracted and secretly swiped Weibo to complain and scold my mother for calling grandma, but the director found out, which saved me the opportunity to appear in front of the camera and let me be a stand-in for the heroine behind the scenes- Don't laugh, don't look at my body fat now, I can stand it at that time, I can use that ......"

The peddler said, "Soft as boneless." ”

Wen Zhuyuan snapped his fingers, and said with a teachable look: "Yes, yes, yes, soft as boneless, looking from the back, my soft and boneless little body is indeed like a woman." The stand-in is the stand-in, but I don't do it well, I specifically smear the heroine's face, wear god clothes and expose half of her ass and dangle in front of the camera for a moment without peace, making the audience feel that the heroine is acting coquettish and uninhibited, and the little popularity she usually accumulates has been astigmatized all at once, and the director fired me in a fit of anger, and then, I was very lost, chaotic, I don't know how to open my eyes, and I arrived at your little Nanling City. ”

The peddler's face changed suddenly: "That, big brother, you just said that it was fried, what do you mean by it?"

Wen Zhuyuan touched the scar on his neck, and said in a deep voice: "What does it mean to fry, first disembowel, break your belly, remove the bones, and then chop it, chop it into small pieces, put it in the pot and fry it first, and then add the big cooking wine, green onion, ginger, garlic cloves, peppercorns, and stir-fry it with oil, and explode until it is seven ripe ......."

The peddlers were about to cry: "Big brother, don't say it, why are you so mad?"

Wen Zhiyuan suddenly raised his hand, took off a human skin mask from his face, made a grimace, and said faintly: "Then am I so mad?"

The peddler didn't know if his identity had been revealed, or if his psychological capacity had finally reached the limit, and he didn't want anything on the ground, so he ran away: "Oh, mom, help, there's a ghost!"

A puff of smoke and a run away.

Wen Zhuyuan put his hand to his ear to listen, deliberately interrupted, as if listening to someone, and said to himself: "Hey, what did you just say, oh, you said you don't want these things, let me deal with them casually?" Okay, I will definitely live up to expectations and dispose of it for you. Come and pick up the big bargain, persimmon apples are sold at a loss, one silver quill two catties, two silver quills three catties, three silver quills four catties, four silver quill five catties, five silver quill six catties, ......"

So, many housewives who wanted to take advantage of the situation came over and bought six catties of fruit with five silver quills and brought them home, and when they saw people, they told people that there was a good price selling fruit over there.

However, I always felt that something was wrong.

Wen Zhuyuan stuffed the human skin mask that had been taken off into his arms while collecting the money, and muttered: "Lu Jianming, hum, you actually play disguise with me." Little two, bring wine to ......"

It was at this time that Wen Zhuyuan saw the little girl, like a cat.

Especially those eyes, amber eyes.