NOVEL NEXT Chapter 31 Stall Owner
"Who is this Hong Xuan'er? She has such a close relationship with a Nascent Soul monk. It seems that it is better to have less contact with this woman."
In a certain room of the Chunlai Inn, Ye Fan pondered for a long time, his eyes flickering.
"That's all, I've only been in contact with her once, and this woman shouldn't be able to see through my true identity. In this case, I have nothing to worry about."
After thinking for a long time, Ye Fan realized that he had not exposed any flaws in front of Hong Xuan'er, so he stopped thinking about it.
Ye Fan did not leave the A-size room that day. It was not until early the next morning that he changed into casual clothes, walked out of the room leisurely, and came to the door of Chunlai Inn.
"Master Li!"
As soon as Ye Fan walked to the door of the inn, he met Zhao Yang who was standing upright at the door.
"Xiaoyang, how old are you this year?"
Seeing his immature look, Ye Fan asked curiously.
"Brother Li, I am 15 years old this year."
Zhao Yang puffed out his chest, as if he wanted to show that he had grown up.
"Hey, you're only 15 years old and you're already doing things!"
Ye Fan was inevitably a little embarrassed, thinking of his little brother Ye Xiaohu, who should be 14 years old this year, about the same age as Zhao Yang.
"Brother Li, are you going to take a stroll in the city?"
"Yeah, it's hard to come to Tianshuang City, so I have to walk around."
Ye Fan glanced at Zhao Yang and smiled slightly.
"That's right!" Zhao Yang nodded gently, and suddenly thought of something, and said to Ye Fan: "Brother Li, wait for me, I'll be back soon."
"oh?"
Ye Fan responded in confusion, but saw Zhao Yang running into the inn and running out again a short time later.
"Brother Li, please wait for me for a moment. I will go to the place where you live to get a map for you."
Zhao Yang smiled at Ye Fan and ran straight to an alley next to Chunlai Inn without waiting for his reply.
"This kid has a simple heart! It's rare!"
Ye Fan sighed slightly, thinking of the intrigues in the world of cultivation, it was inevitable that he would have a good impression of Zhao Yang.
"Brother Li, this map was given to me by my second uncle when I first came here. Now that I don't need it anymore, I'll give it to you, Brother Li."
Soon, Zhao Yang appeared at the door of the inn again and gave Ye Fan a map of Tianshuang City.
"Okay, then I'll take it first! By the way, Xiaoyang, you should have nothing to do tonight, right?"
Ye Fan glanced at the map and couldn't help but smile.
"Brother Li, I only need to be responsible for the daytime tasks during this period. I don't have anything to do at night."
"Okay, let's wait until I come back!"
"Okay, Brother Li."
"Um."
Ye Fan nodded to Zhao Yang, turned around and left Chunlai Inn.
"Tianshuang City is really lively today!"
It was early in the morning, but the spacious streets were already filled with people.
However, most of those who came out at this time were mortals, with monks only accounting for a small part.
Ye Fan learned from Zhao Lei, Zhao Yang's second uncle, that the residents of Tianshuang City were actually mainly mortals, with monks accounting for at most half of the population.
However, the mortals who can gain a foothold in Tianshuang City, except for those wealthy households, most of the rest are special people such as Martial Artists, who have special skills.
Among the mortals who came out to run around early in the morning, a considerable number were those mortal Martial Artists with considerable strength.
According to Zhao Lei, the main means of survival for these mortal Martial Artists in Tianshuang City is to hunt beasts on the outskirts of the Biluo Mountains outside Tianshuang City, and sometimes even hunt down some weaker low-level Demonic Beasts.
This dangerous profession will inevitably cause the death and injury of many mortal Martial Artists.
However, if they can survive in this dangerous environment, the benefits they gain will be extremely amazing to them.
"Boss, what do you have to eat here?"
As his thoughts flowed, Ye Fan walked to a street stall and suddenly stopped.
During this period, he relied on Fasting Pill to maintain his body's energy consumption. Then he suddenly smelled a strong aroma of food and was immediately attracted to it.
"Sir, I have everything here."
The owner of the stall was a tall, thin middle-aged man. Seeing Ye Fan's extraordinary demeanor, he enthusiastically invited him to sit down at a big table, and then began to introduce the food at his stall.
"Do you also have Spirit Rice porridge and Spirit Beast meat?"
After hearing the boss's introduction, Ye Fan couldn't help but be a little surprised.
"Sir, these are all good things! I dare say that among those who set up stalls on this street, I am the only one who can get Spirit Rice and Spirit Beast meat."
The tall, thin man glanced at Ye Fan proudly and laughed.
"Okay, then give me a bowl of Spirit Rice and a plate of Spirit Beast meat!"
"Okay! But, sir, the price is not cheap..."
The tall, thin man hesitated to speak.
"Okay, do you think I'm a defaulter?"
Ye Fan frowned slightly, turned his palm, and several Low Grade spirit stones immediately appeared in his palm.
"It turns out that the young master is actually an immortal. I am blind-sighted. I hope you can forgive me."
The tall and thin man was taken aback, with a complicated expression on his face. He seemed to want to say something more, but in the end he sighed quietly and got busy at the stall.
About two-quarters of an hour later, a tall and thin man came over with a steaming bowl of Spirit Rice and a plate of fragrant animal meat, and placed them on the table in front of Ye Fan.
"not bad!"
Ye Fan took a few sips and felt that the taste was okay, so he took out a pot of spiritual wine and experienced the pleasure of eating meat in a big mouth and drinking in a big bowl.
"As long as the immortal likes it!"
The tall and thin man seemed quite satisfied to see Ye Fan, and couldn't help but smile on his face.
"Boss, do you have something to tell me?"
Seeing the tall and thin man standing a few meters away, Ye Fan took the initiative to ask as he seemed to have something to say.
"Chief Immortal, I do have something I want to ask the Immortal for help."
The tall and thin man hesitated for a moment, then told his misfortune.
It turned out that this tall and thin man was named Chen Baiguan, and he came from Chenjia Village, a hundred miles outside Tianshuang City.
Chen Baiguan went out to work when he was young. He did not return to Chenjia Village until he was in his thirties and married a woman from a neighboring village.
The couple was very affectionate, and two years after they got married, they gave birth to a daughter, named Chen Mengying.
Chen Baiguan and his wife naturally doted on their only beloved daughter, and it can even be said that they doted on her extremely.
But Chen Mengying has been frail and sick since she was a child. When she was five years old, she fell seriously ill and almost died.
After that, her condition went up and down, and she would have attacks every once in a while, which really broke the hearts of Chen Baiguan and his wife.
However, the couple lost all their wealth, sought medical treatment everywhere, and went through all kinds of hardships, but their daughter's condition showed no signs of improvement.
Seeing that her daughter's condition is getting worse and worse, she often suffers from shock and syncope, and she may die at any time.
Chen Baiguan and his wife had no choice but to place their hope in meeting a kind-hearted immortal to save their daughter's life.
Therefore, Chen Baiguan took his wife and daughter to settle in Tianshuang City a few years ago.
With the help of several people from Chenjiacun who were also in the city, Chen Baiguan rented a place on this street and set up a stall to do some snack business.
It is a pity that in the past few years, Chen Baiguan has not encountered any immortal cultivators coming to eat at his place, let alone finding one to help heal his daughter.
Of course, the reason for this may be that Chen Baiguan's own mortal eyes could not tell which people were immortal cultivators, so he missed the opportunity in vain.
"Where does your family live?"
After listening to Chen Baiguan's story, Ye Fan frowned slightly. After pondering for a long time, he decided to go and see the situation.
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