"Where is roasted sweet potatoes! Magical roasted sweet potatoes..."

"Cooked corn, sweet corn..."

It was almost six o'clock in the afternoon, and Sanyuan Street, which leads to Xingqiao Market, was crowded and bustling, with snack carts coming and going.

Most office workers have to pass by here, so it is particularly lively.

"One.5 million, now my dad's life-threatening money and the money for opening a store are enough." Walking slowly on Sanyuan Street, I felt much more relaxed.

The money problem was temporarily solved. Later, I opened a government agency and goods store. I would not be afraid of not being able to make money in the exclusive business.

"Young man, would you buy a roasted sweet potato?" An old man pushed a small three-wheeler and parked next to him.

A sweet smell hit my face, making people unable to help swallowing.

"How much does it cost?" Li Fengge hasn't eaten roasted sweet potatoes for more than five years, and he really misses him a little.

"Thirty-one!" said the old man.

"Thirty?" Li Fengge is rich now, but it is definitely not a sausage. A roasted sweet potato is at most ten or eight yuan, and a thirty yuan is to kill a pig.

"Don't think it's expensive. My roasted sweet potato is different from others. My natural environment is environmentally friendly and pollution-free. It doesn't matter if you don't need an oven. Even the charcoal has been eliminated."

"Then how do you bake?" Li Fengge quickly said, and then immediately remedyed: "Forget it, I'm a poor man and can't afford it."

What is natural and environmentally friendly and pollution-free? You don’t need stoves or charcoal. You really think he is a fool.

Nowadays, most people who cheat people are swearing, waiting for you to get curious, and then perform various hypnotic "flirting", which makes you spend money and don't know what's going on.

"Young man, you don't believe me!" The old man immediately stopped seeing Li Fengge's expression on his face.

He pointed to his handmade sign and said, "See it or not! Magical roasted sweet potatoes, natural and pure, and hand-made roasted sweet potatoes do not need an oven. Thirty each, no one can deceive you!"

Li Fengge glanced at it and it was indeed a clear price tag, and he wanted to take the bait.

"My roasted sweet potatoes is the same as playing magic. It is normal for me to be a little more expensive than others." said the old man.

"No need for an oven, even charcoal has been eliminated. You won't use solar energy to roast it, right?" Li Fengge pointed to the sunset road that was about to set.

"Do you buy it? If you buy it, I will bake it for you now. I will guarantee that you will find it worth it." The old man said confidently.

Li Fengge thought that he had entered the million-level level, and didn't care about the thirty dollars. He nodded and said, "If it's really the same as you said, I'll buy it."

"Then take a look." The old man took out a raw sweet potato from the tricycle and held it in his hand. An orange flame suddenly appeared in his right hand and turned around the sweet potato.

Then a sweet and greasy fragrance spread, attracting many people to watch.

"Uncle! You shouldn't be called magic roasted sweet potatoes, it should be called magic roasted sweet potatoes."

"Yes! Uncle, can you eat sweet potatoes you roasted with magic? They can't be props!"

"It's not a prop, this sweet taste, props are impossible!"

...

The people around him swallowed, saying one by one, one by one.

Li Fengge was frozen there.

He could clearly feel the violent fluctuations of spiritual energy. The other party really gathered flames and performed a micro-operation to allow the flames to rotate around the sweet potatoes. Not only will it not burn the sweet potatoes, but it will also be fully heated.

The sweet potatoes roasted in this way will be extremely sweet and delicious because the temperature control is so good.

"Uncle! You can control the fire?" Li Fengge leaned closer and said in a voice that only two could hear.

"What!" The old man was shocked when he heard this, and the sweet potato immediately turned into coke in his hand.

A burnt smell suddenly dissipated.

Seeing that the other party was like this, Li Fengge seemed to be sure of something.

There is only one possibility that the other party can condense flames out of thin air and play so well, that is, the other party awakens the fire-type immortal root because of the "spiritual energy descending".

In Taiyao Heaven, such people are not geniuses, but geniuses, and they will definitely become immortals and ancestors.

To put it scientifically, the other party is a superpower, and his genes have undergone some unknown evolution.

"Who are you?" the old man said vigilantly.

Li Fengge didn't speak, looked at the people around him watching the fun and said, "This is not a place to talk."

"Indeed!" The old man nodded in approval, then turned around and said, "Sorry, the magic props were not prepared and they were smashed. Please let me avoid an explosion and hurt everyone."

When everyone heard this, they immediately stepped back and gave way.

Although they don’t know whether it is true or not, it is always right to stay away from it.

Seeing this, the old man seemed to follow Li Fengge away, but his feet slowly stepped on the pedal of the tricycle and were ready to go.

"By bye you!"

As soon as the road was clear, he stepped on it hard, and the tricycle rushed out like a rocket. When he was on the street corner, he raised his hand and shot a flame at the ground. With the help of the reaction force, it drifted at 80 degrees and disappeared instantly.

Li Fengge was stunned when he saw this, and his mind suddenly popped up, where am I, who am I, and what am I doing?

He had no idea why the other party suddenly ran away, and in such a shocking way.

"This magic is good!"

"Awesome!"

“Five-star praise!”

"This one has to be thirty-two praises!"

"I give this magic ninety-nine points. The extra point is not because he is afraid that he will be proud, but because he will not be able to see it in the future."

...

The people on the street immediately applauded, and they all admired the other party's superb driving skills and amazing magic.

Especially when the tricycle drifted and turned, the sweet potatoes on it didn't fall off, which was a steadily comparison.

"The master is indeed among the people!"

Everyone sighed in their hearts.

"Handsome guy, this is your uncle! Can you help me get an autograph from him? From today on, I will be a fan of him." A girl who was a little illegitimate walked closer.

She obviously regarded Li Fengge and the old man as a group.

"This kind of magic is magic! I decided to support fifty yuan." A young man with a jersey who recorded the complete video with his mobile phone took out the money and stuffed it to singer Li Feng.

"I support ten yuan!"

"I support five yuan!"

"I'm twenty..."

With the first one to give money, there were actually a bunch of people coming from behind, blocking the way, and queuing up to get money for Li Fengge.

When everyone dispersed, he grabbed a bunch of five, ten, twenty, and murmured: "What's this..."

"Wait! Why do I need to take this money?" It's impossible for Li Fengge to go to find the old man again.

"More than five hundred!"

He counted the change in his hand, and the wind was messy.

Is today my lucky day? Not only did I get more than one million for pets from government agencies, but I also bought a sweet potato and gave away money!

"These money is mine." Just as Li Fengge was about to kick the money away in his pocket, a man with a cowboy hat approached and said in a serious tone.

"It's all your business! If it's the old man," Li Fengge said without raising his head.

"I am your uncle!" said the cowboy hat.

"Take advantage of me!" Li Fengge's face darkened, and a strange charm was emitted from his body, and a strange light flashed faintly at his fingertips.

"I'm wrong, I'm the old man you mentioned." The cowboy hat lifted the hat.

Li Fengge had not paid much attention to the old man's appearance before, but he couldn't pay attention to it now.

He changed into a black suit, but his figure did not change. There were traces of time on his face. The knuckles of his hands were extremely thick, and he was sighing and slutty, which looked like Stephen Chow.

Especially when I take off my cowboy hat, it seems that the classic is reappearing.

"You are not the one above, the money is mine." The old man said and reached out to grab the money.

It turned out that he misunderstood that Li Fengge was a member of a certain department and that he ran so coquettishly in front of him.

"One person, half!" Li Fengge's hand shrank, and he took half of the money first. Seeing that the other party was a little unhappy, he spoke: "If it weren't for me just now, you wouldn't have gotten a penny."

The old man looked at the money in Li Fengge's hands and the strange light that flashed faintly with his fingertips, swallowed and said, "Since you have all the skills, then... OK!"

"Let's find a place to talk?"

"Okay!" the old man said simply.

This time he took the lead and led Li Fengge into an alley on Sanyuan Street and came to a path with almost no one.

The old man's tricycle was parked at the intersection, and his clothes were hung on the sign.
Chapter completed!