My brother is obviously strong but he likes to develop

Chapter 294 I am here, come on!
"But Brother Monkey King, I'm a bit hungry right now, I have to fill my stomach first, wait a moment, when Fu Tiancheng is full, I will go to the Nine Suns Sect to seek justice for you!"

I touched my stomach.

Fu Tiancheng said.

Such a long conversation.

The hawker's stinky tofu is also ready.

Chen Chang'an took three boxes, handed them to Fu Tiancheng, and said with a smile: "Brother Fu, you can eat, you can eat as much as you like, my grandson doesn't have much else, just fill up with stinky tofu!"

"Hahahaha, so good!"

Fu Tiancheng laughed out loud.

then.

Start gobbling.

Don't say it.

He really likes stinky tofu.

That stinky smell.

Very challenging.

That fragrant taste.

Comparable to baked gluten.

Thief cool!

soon.

Three big bowls of stinky tofu were eaten by Fu Tiancheng.

"Hiccup~~~"

After belching, Fu Tiancheng kept smiling.

He opened his mouth and said, "Brother Monkey King, thank you. Although I am a practitioner, I don't have much food left in my pocket. Thank you!"

Chen Changan paid the money.

Fu Tiancheng also raised his mouth politely.

"Xiaoqian, Xiaoqian, although I, Monkey King, am a mortal, my family is a businessman with a little extra money, and my old grandson doesn't like money, I have no interest in money, just a little stinky tofu, nothing more!"

"Oh, it turns out that Brother Sun's family is in business, no wonder!"

Fu Tiancheng showed an expression that I understood.

then.

Suddenly covering his stomach.

Pointing at the peddler, he said, "Boss, you...you...your oil...is it a gutter..."

"No, no, no, guest officer, it's absolutely impossible, my oil is very good! It's made from our own black pig, there can be no problem!"

The hawker was supposed to be frying the tofu well.

Upon hearing this.

Quickly waved his hands to explain.

The expression was panicked.

No way, here in Yunyang City.

It has just become popular to eat stinky tofu.

There are several very competitive hawkers around him.

If there is a problem with your own stinky tofu.

That is equivalent to smashing the signboard.

So I am very concerned about this matter.

"What the hell... Brother Sun, wait a minute, I don't care about you anymore, boss, tell me, where is there a hut, I... can't help it!"

Fu Tiancheng showed a very painful expression.

"Over there, walk 300 meters and you will find the public hut!"

The peddler spoke as if he had eaten a dead fish.

Want to attack but can't.

Usually, if a mortal causes reputation loss to his booth, he has already started.

But judging from the conversation just now, this Nima is a cultivator.

A cultivator, a master, can't be provoked, and his heart hurts.

to this end.

He could only endure it.

"Okay, I'll settle the score with you later!"

Fu Tiancheng looked at where the peddler pointed, pointed at the peddler and said something threatening, and then gave Chen Changan an apologetic look.

Swish.

Disappeared at the gate of the city.

See people walk away.

The peddler looked at Chen Changan, and said honestly, "My lord, just now I saw that you had a good chat with that lord, and when that lord comes later, can you say a few words for me... ..."

"Good words?" Chen Changan said.

"exactly!"

The hawker nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Don't think about it, I can't do it!"

Chen Changan shook his head.

"Why? Didn't you just have a good chat with that master?"

The hawker was stunned.

It feels like your life is about to take a big hit.

The evaluation of a cultivator, for a mortal like him.

A negative evaluation is a devastating blow.

Nothing else, it's very simple, if the monks say that there is something wrong with your stinky tofu.

It's really not tasty, and there are really quality problems.

Because mortals don't know how to practice.

But everyone knows that practitioners rarely step into the world of mortals.

And because of his natural physique.

The internal organs are terribly strong.

If you eat this kind of tofu, even monks will still have diarrhea and feel uncomfortable.

Can be imagined.

What is the consequence of mortals eating it.

Then you have to die!

So the hawkers are very anxious now.

Very helpless.

The next moment Chen Chang'an said: "Little brother, don't worry, then Fu Tiancheng will not come back!"

Ok?
The peddler tilted his neck.

A little confused?

Not coming back?

Didn't you just swear that you were going to make trouble for yourself?

what happened?

He can't figure it out!

"You do not understand!"

Chen Changan revealed a mysterious smile.

"I hope so!"

The peddler spread his hands, very helpless.

All around, some mortals who had come to buy stinky tofu stood around the hawker stall, not daring to place an order.

It reveals the essence of the people who eat melons.

There was nothing unusual about Chen Changan, he bought several bowls just now, and he ate three bowls of stinky tofu in a row, the taste was barely passable, and the oil was also very good.

So he said to the mortals around him: "Fathers and elders, there is no problem with this oil, I won't lie to you!"

"haha, really?"

"Impossible, the practitioner just now had a stomachache after eating it, do you think you are fine?"

"Hey, hey, everyone can go to other stalls if you want to eat. This guy said it's okay, maybe he's just a babysitter. If you want to eat here, you can't let him go. Wait and see how he is!"

The people around said.

They all stared straight at Chen Changan.

"You can't stop me!"

Chen Changan chuckled.

"Cut~ You are not a practitioner, we still can't stop you as a mortal boy? Uncle, I am 40 years old and in the prime of life, do you believe that I will rub you on the ground?"

A middle-aged uncle rolled up his sleeves and shook his arms, eager to try.

But the next moment, he knelt down with a plop, showing a somewhat horrified look.

at the same time.

Some other melon eaters also stared wide-eyed and covered their mouths tightly.

Because of this moment.

Chen Changan's body slowly floated up.

And looks.

There have also been earth-shaking changes, and it has returned to an ordinary and somewhat round daily appearance.

"I, I, I, it turned out to be Sect Master Chen, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

The middle-aged man, who was still very arrogant just now, immediately started to kneel with trembling legs.

However, Chen Changan stopped him.

"Although I am the suzerain of Nine Suns Sect, I never embarrass ordinary people. You just know that you are wrong. Goodbye!"

Say it!
Chen Changan left quickly.

"Sovereign Chen, you are really a noble practitioner, a good suzerain without high style!"

Looking at Chen Changan who left.

The middle-aged man wiped his face.

Some said with relief.

the other side.

Fu Tiancheng, who was looking for an excuse to run away, wandered leisurely above the white clouds.

In my mind, I was still thinking about how to scold people... well, thoroughly!
next moment.

Sudden.

A familiar figure appeared in front of him.

"You... okay... You are not a mortal, you are also a practitioner, but I see that you are young, do you still want to trouble me to pay Tiancheng?"

Look at the 'Monkey King' who has changed back again!
Fu Tiancheng was not in a hurry.

laughed.

"I don't want to trouble you, I just want to ask, Brother Fu, do you still trouble Chen Chang'an, the lord of the Nine Suns Sect?"

Chen Chang'an said.

"Nonsense, of course I will!"

Fu Tiancheng rolled his eyes.

"That's fine, I'm right here, come on!"

Chen Chang'an chuckled, and transformed, the mask [Chen Chang'an's torture] was changed, and then replaced with the ordinary round face in everyday life.

(End of this chapter)