Zhang Haotian felt happy and left quickly.

Soon, between the mountains and forests, I saw a small town.

The book on the Menfang: Heifeng Town.

Passing through Menfang, a long street paved with bluestone is flat and stretched.

It was late at night, the moon was in the sky, and lanterns were hung on both sides of the long street, making the bluestone street lights brightly.

Late at night, such a brightly lit street appeared in the wilderness. No matter how you look at it, it was weird. Normal people would hide as far as they see such a scene.

But Zhang Haotian is not a normal person, so he stepped into this weird Black Wind Town with great strides.

There were crowds of people on the long street, and street vendors were selling goods very lively.

Zhang Haotian looked at all this, but his face was smiling.

Because it was late at night, under the moonlight, the entire town was shrouded in shallow fog.

Fortunately, the lights and moonlight on both sides of the Qingshi Long Street can be seen clearly.

However, the pedestrians on the street seemed to be walking from nothingness because of the fog, and gradually walked away into nothingness. The fog was lingering, which was quite mysterious.

"Yangchun noodles, Yangchun noodles!"

Although he was hawking, the boss on the stall stared at Zhang Haotian tightly, with some desire in his eyes.

Next to his stall was a pancake stall. At this time, the owner of the pancake stall also shouted at Zhang Haotian.

Although the entire Qingshi Street was crowded with people, the vendors seemed to be staring at Zhang Haotian and shouting hard at Zhang Haotian.

Zhang Haotian went to the Shaobing stall without hesitation.

The main reason is that the owner of the Shaobing stall is a young woman of some beauty, which is not comparable to the owner of the big and thick noodle stall next to him.

Such a small stall often determines the quality of the business!

Seeing Zhang Haotian walking towards the Shaobing stall, the noodle stall owner couldn't help but feel disappointed in his eyes, as if he was quite unwilling to accept it, but he didn't move any other things.

When the young lady and proprietress of the Shaobing stall saw Zhang Haotian walking towards her stall, her eyes flashed with joy.

She hurriedly went up to meet her, and the fragrance of rouge and powder came to her. Soon she met Zhang Haotian and directly grabbed Zhang Haotian's arm, as if she was afraid that Zhang Haotian would leave.

He greeted with a charming smile: "Cei, do you want sesame cakes? My sesame cakes are so delicious, including sugar sesame cakes, scallion oil sesame cakes, pickled sesame cakes, and fresh meat sesame cakes. Each one is made by my own hands."

As soon as the words finished, a breeze blew through somewhere.

The cakes on the stall were fragrant and drifted towards Zhang Haotian.

Very appetizing.

Especially the soft place of this beautiful boss lady squeezed Zhang Haotian's arms. The soft and comfortable feeling made Zhang Haotian not want to leave at all.

"Are there any buns? I want to eat buns!"

Zhang Haotian asked meaningfully after staring at the beautiful boss's chest for a few seconds.

"Hate, this is a pancake shop, where are there any buns?"

The beautiful baked pancake stall owner gave Zhang Haotian a blank look and said coquettishly.

As he said that, he did not forget to squeeze Zhang Haotian with her two plump buns.

Come on!

This is the one!

Zhang Haotian was a little drooling: "Then give me a few pancakes first, and then taste your buns well when I'm full!"

"Hate!"

When he heard that Zhang Haotian chose to eat her pancake, the owner of the pancake stall was excited: "Customer, sit down first, I'll bring you a few pancakes. The scallion oil pancake is the best. I'll bring you a few pancakes!"

He pulled Zhang Haotian to sit down at a small table, and the stall owner went to prepare the sesame cakes.

"Customer, your scallion oil pancake is here."

Soon, the beautiful boss lady came over with a plate of hot pancakes, and the heat mixed with the fragrance instantly thrilled.

"It smells so good."

Zhang Haotian seemed to be satisfied, so he blurted out, picked up the chopsticks in the chopsticks on the table, and picked up the pancakes directly.

At this moment, the beautiful baking pancake stall owner stared at Zhang Haotian anxiously.

I saw Zhang Haotian picking up the cake with chopsticks, suddenly put down the chopsticks, looked up at her and said with a smile: "Boss, your cake is not good-looking. Is there anything you say? You can eat beautifully, look..."

When the owner of the Shaobing stall heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned, but not to mention the flash of light in his eyes.

"I want to have a good meal, right?"

As he said that, the beautiful boss of the Shaobian stall actually twisted his head off with both hands and placed it directly on the plate of Shaobian.

"Customer, now you're so beautiful and delicious!"

The beautiful head on the sesame cake said to Zhang Haotian with a charming look.

I originally thought I could scare the person in front of me to death, but I didn't expect that the person in front of me would not change his expression.

"Oh, it's still a little bit of a bad impression, it looks like I don't have an appetite!"

Zhang Haotian sighed and shook his head and said.

But the beautiful face changed and he looked at Zhang Haotian carefully, feeling a little afraid.

In the end, the owner of the Shaobing stall struggled for a long time, pressed his head back on his neck, and finally made a decision: "Since it is not up to the taste of the guest, then the guest should go to another house."

Zhang Haotian looked at the owner of the Shaobing stall in surprise, but he just stood up, smiled meaningfully and said, "Then I'll leave?"

The boss of the Shaobing became more and more afraid, and waved his hand and said, "Please give me your own care."

Other vendors on Qingshi Street were staring at the situation in the Shaobing stall. After finding that Zhang Haotian was about to leave, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

Especially the owner of the noodle restaurant next to the sauce pancake stall shouted directly at Zhang Haotian: "Customer, I don't like eating sauce pancakes. Bufan comes to try the Yangchun noodles in our store. The Yangchun noodles in our store are unique in the town. Everyone who has eaten them said they are delicious."

Hearing this, the owner of the Shaobian stall couldn't help but sneer.

This idiot!

Can't you see that the human being in front of you who entered Black Wind Town is not simple?

This bite of meat is not that delicious!

I really think I'm stupid and gave up the flesh that has reached my mouth, and when it will cry!

"Keguan, our wonton tastes absolutely good, why don't you come and try it!"

"Our beef mixed meat is absolutely authentic. No one who has eaten it said it is not delicious!"

"Customer, why don't you have a candied haw? The old craftsmanship will definitely be sweet!"

"Customer, why don't you drink some tea first? We have the Longjing we just visited this year!"

Other vendors also promoted the salesperson.

The old man who bought wontons, the tea girl who sold tea, and the middle-aged man who bought candied haws, at this moment, there was a feeling of gathering in the bluestone street because of Zhang Haotian.

“Hahaha…”

Zhang Haotian couldn't help laughing happily.

This made everyone on the Qingshi Chang Street look at Zhang Haotian in surprise.

I don't understand why he can still laugh happily at this time.
Chapter completed!