Raiders of the Empress: My Empress is Too Small

Chapter 650
"Should we declare to the customs officer? Let the government come and investigate." The shopkeeper was still a little worried. What if he really washed the street with blood?

Xiaoer dragged the person from the display cabinet over, and said, "Shopkeeper, don't think about it, as long as this person stays peacefully, then there is nothing wrong with us."

Mingyou listened to the yelling on the street, watched the people coming and going, and suddenly had the illusion of returning to the imperial city.

Mingyou found a stall and casually ate a bowl of Yangchun noodles.The soup is refreshing but not weak, the noodles are soft and glutinous, and some small green vegetables are specially added, which is very refreshing to eat.

The noodle seller was an uncle in his fifties and sixties, watching him drink the soup with a spoon.

So he said, "My lord, the way you eat is gentle, if not for the scar on your face, the old man would have thought you were a young master of some family."

Mingyou smiled, "The one who holds the knife can't hold the spoon?"

"That's not true, it's just that most of these people who carry knives and swords are rough guys with their heads pinned to their belts. How can they care about such a refined way of eating?"

Glancing at him, he saw that he had eaten up all the noodles in his bowl, so he said, "But I'm not full, I still have some plain noodles here and I'll add them to you."

Mingyou immediately shook his head and said, "I'm full, I'm full."

The uncle thought he was a little embarrassed because he was short of money, so he directly scooped the noodles in the pot into her bowl,

"Originally it wasn't anything valuable, it was just some plain noodles, it would be a pity if they couldn't be sold out tonight and couldn't be used tomorrow.

Manly man, I have never seen you eat so lightly, you can eat, I will not charge you more. "

Mingyou was a little moved, "Isn't the old man afraid of my scarred face? Anyone who has seen it would avoid it."

The old man smiled and said, "Who hasn't passed yet? I'm already a person who's half buried in the loess.

It's not like those little girls who talk based on their faces.Looking at you like this, you don't look like a bad person, not even a rough person. "

Mingyou finished eating the noodles, touched his chubby belly, put the small pieces of broken silver on the table, and left silently.

When the old man turned around to collect the bowl, he saw the broken silver on the table. He turned around and found that there was no one there.

Mingyou casually strolled around the street for half a circle, and when he saw a seller of candied haws, he thought of Xing Mou.

I reached out to buy two bunches, but thinking of my current status, this scarred face and candied haws didn't seem to go well together.

The small vendor stared at him with a hideous scar face, trembling in his heart.

Isn't this planning how to kill himself?Gathering up his courage, he ran away with his candied haws.

Mingyou frowned helplessly, forget it, God will not let her eat candied haws...

When I turned around, I bumped into someone, and before Mingyou could see clearly, an extremely rough voice came, "Don't you have eyes? Didn't you see that my uncle is here."

He raised his eyes and saw a thick, thick-backed man with dark skin and a little flesh on his face.

When he spoke, the flesh on his face trembled slightly, it was even more ferocious than Mingyou's scarred face.

Seeing that Mingyou's stomach was full of sour water, resisting the urge to retch, he spoke harshly, and he became impolite,
"I don't have eyes on the back of my head, don't you have eyes on your face?"

When the strong man saw the scar on her face, he couldn't help feeling a little uneasy, so he became a little timid.

He yelled nonsense, and said at the top of his voice, "I don't want to meet you today."

(End of this chapter)