Poor monk does not understand love

Chapter 1 Selling Pork

"Come here, fresh pork, men eat it for strengthening yang, women eat it for beauty."

"Exclusive swill to grow up, contains more than 80 kinds of essential nutrients for the human body, vitamins ABCDEFG, everything is available, recommended by the professor, consecrated by the master, children grow taller after eating, and adults increase their IQ after eating it!"

While sharpening the machete specially used for selling pork on the whetstone, Wang Mu yelled loudly.

Shouting is shocking and weeping ghosts and gods!

There was a burning cigarette in the corner of his mouth, the light blue smoke lingered leisurely in the sun, his short hair trembled slightly with the movement of sharpening the knife, his star eyes were slightly narrowed, some of them flickered from time to time, and the corner of his mouth was grinning , standing with one leg slanted, no matter how you look at it, it looks awesome.

He is very skillful in playing with a machete in his hand, flipping, flying, spinning, and a simple sharpening knife is played by him like a juggler.

"Stupid." A vegetable vendor next to him gave Wang Mu a blank look. If you sell pork, you can sell pork. What more than 80 nutritional elements are fucking consecrated. When you are a customer, you go out with only money and no brains.

"Hey, uncle, be careful what you say, and be careful that I will turn you into pork on this chopping board." Wang Mu turned his head, raised his sword eyebrows, and smiled gently at the uncle.

Although gentle, the middle-aged uncle was shocked.

What he just said was so low that he could hardly hear it. How did this kid hear it?What's more, this young man is only in his early twenties, but the light in those eyes seems to be the same. Just looking at him lightly, he instinctively feels as if he has fallen into an ice cave.

Seeing that the street vendor didn't dare to do it again, Wang Mu withdrew his gaze and continued sharpening his sword.

"Look at that handsome little guy who sells pork, he's so handsome." Several young and beautiful women passed by, and they couldn't look away anymore.

"That's right," another beautiful woman smiled like a nympho, "Look at his sad beard, melancholy eyes, and magical knife skills, he is like a firefly in the dark..."

Wang Mu shook his head, raised his hand and stroked the short hair on the top of his head, thinking, there is no such handsome pork vendor in this world anymore.

It has to be said that his sullen action made his handsomeness even more fueled.

"It's so handsome, quickly ask him for a contact information."

"How can he sell pork? It's a reckless waste."

Whether it was an innocent girl or a beautiful young woman, they were amazed. At least a dozen people surrounded Wang Mu's pork stall, all of them were women, and those who were not good-looking were embarrassed to come over.

The other vendors stared at Wang Mu with envy and hatred. Every time this kid came to the pedestrian street, the other vendors had no business at all, and he was so angry.

"How much is your pork, I bought it all!"

"Little handsome guy, if you want, my sister will buy it with you, hehe..."

"I want to buy it too!"

"Little handsome guy, come here often in the future, my sister will often visit your business."

The women cheered, and a pork stall looked like a celebrity meeting.

"Oh." Wang Mu sighed helplessly again, took off the cigarette, flicked the ash gracefully, looked at the sky again, and said with deep emotion: "You are so handsome, you can't even sell a piece of pork."

The other vendors have been completely petrified, their mouths are wide open, their eyes are full of dullness, what the hell is going on in this world, do you have to rely on your face to set up a stall?
"Mom, I'm so hungry, shall we go home and cook?" Just at this moment, an immature and weak voice came, interrupting Wang Mu's narcissistic thoughts.

His sword eyebrows condensed, and through the staggered curves of the chests of a group of beautiful women in front of him, Wang Mu caught another beautiful woman, no, two, a small beauty and a big beauty.

It looks like a mother and daughter, the youngest is in his teens, with big eyes and long hair, very cute.The key is that the mother looks like she is in her early thirties, but she looks like she is in her 20s, and she has a more mature charm than those young girls. She is wearing a white shirt and tight jeans. There is no makeup on the pretty face, but it is still flimsy, the jade is flawless, and there is a hint of charm between the brows.

The feeling of the wife next door.

It's just that the mother and daughter seem to be a little malnourished, and their faces are pale, especially the little girl, who is listless even when walking, while the mother has a gloomy and sad face, which is even more pitiful.

"Xiao Min, be good, bear with me, Mom will go home and get you something delicious." The young woman lowered her head, looked at her daughter's pale face, and said, holding back her distress.

When passing by Wang Mu's booth, the young woman stopped, looked at the half-pulled pork on Wang Mu's booth, her pretty face showed a look of embarrassment, she gritted her teeth, and left again.

After looking up and down at the young woman, Wang Mu lowered his head again, and took out a photo from his hip pocket. The woman in the photo was the young woman.

In the past few days, he has worked tirelessly to sell pork on this pedestrian street, just to meet this young woman by chance.

Of course, with Wang Mu's strength, he could go directly to this young woman's house to find her, but in order to hide her identity, and because this young woman is a widow, in order to keep a low profile, meeting by chance is the best choice.

And looking at the expressions of the mother and daughter, it seems that they are living a very difficult life. Even if there is no purpose, Wang Mu will help. Buddhist disciples should be merciful.

"Sister, wait a minute." After accepting the photo, Wang Mu called out.

All of a sudden, the dozen or so women in front stopped arguing, and the vendors on both sides turned their attention to Wang Mu again, wondering what this brat who sells pork with his face is going to do.

Li Lan also stopped in her tracks, and looked back at Wang Mu suspiciously.

"Little sister, come on, get in the car." Wang Mu came out from the booth, pushed away the women in front of him, picked up the young woman's little daughter and put it on his small tricycle, and the half-pulled pork was also on it.

Li Lan was taken aback, what is this young man going to do?Why take your own daughter away, in broad daylight, it's too bold.

However, just when she was about to ask, Wang Mu spoke first.

"Sister, don't be nervous. I think this little sister can't walk anymore, and she looks malnourished, so let me take you back home. By the way, I will also give you the pork." With a bright smile on his face, Wang Mu said heartily.

Warm, generous, generous nerves.

Li Lan was stunned, and looked left and right at the crowd who were also stunned, but couldn't understand what happened for a while.

The first time we met, I was about to send myself and my daughter home, and half a pig?That would cost thousands of dollars. There are still such good people in this world?Moreover, this young man looked smiling, not like a villain with other intentions.

Wang Mu looks absolutely not like a bad guy. On the contrary, if the face full of peach blossoms is not more clear and resolute, it is simply more beautiful than these beauties present.

"Smelly bitch, it's here so I can find it easily!" At this moment, a distraught voice came, interrupting Li Lan's thoughts.

Her delicate body trembled, she turned her head abruptly, and when she saw the person coming, fear was evident in her beautiful eyes.

Five gangsters rudely pulled the crowd on the street, and walked over arrogantly. All five of them were shirtless, two of them had nothing on their upper body, and the other three were also dressed in that kind of vest. More avant-garde, one has long hair with a shawl, one has explosive red hair, two crew cuts, and one has a bald head.

Obviously, hooligans.

Wang Mu secretly laughed in his heart, worrying that this young woman would not let him get close easily, these gangsters gave him a chance.

"It's Brother Hu's man, let's go!"

"Close the stall, close the stall, don't buy it!"

"Go, go, don't be watched by them."

The street became chaotic, and the vendors began to close their stalls nervously. Those women and other passers-by also fled the scene one after another. Soon, apart from the five gangsters and Wang Mu and Li Lan's mother and daughter, there were only a few survivors left. The vendors are clearing up their stalls.

"Stinky bitch, I heard that I was looking for that Master Wang recently. How did you find it?" The bald leader stopped in front of Li Lan, staring at the bulging curve of Li Lan's chest and asked fiercely.

It looked like he was talking to Li Lan.

"Heh, Master Wang," the red-haired man laughed mockingly, "little widow, you must do what Brother Hu says, or don't say anything about Master Wang, even the Great Immortal will not be able to save you!"

"Wait!" Wang Mu frowned, Master Wang, isn't this talking about me?Could this young woman be looking for him too?
"You, stand back, what about you, what are you looking at?" When he strode up to Li Lan, Wang Mu pushed the bald head back a few steps, then looked at Li Lan and said, "Sister, what are you looking for?" Master? Why are you looking for him?"

"Damn it! Where did you come from, you dare to pretend to be aggressive in front of me!" Before Li Lan could answer, the bald man became angry.

Wang Mu almost pushed him back just now, but he belongs to Brother Hu, he walks sideways in the streets around here, and he has never seen anyone who dares to be so rude to him.

Before the words finished, the bald head kicked towards Wang Mu.

Seeing that the bald head had made a move, the other four people also surrounded them ferociously, ready to teach Wang Mu a lesson.

However, the bald head thought Wang Mu was too simple.

"Fuck you! Boom!"

As soon as the bald-headed leg was lifted up, an afterimage flashed in front of his eyes, and then he felt a huge pain in his jaw, and he flew out backwards vomiting blood.

Fast, fast as a stunt!Also, Wang Mu obviously didn't turn his head, he just kicked backwards casually, and hit the bald head's chin with precision.

All of a sudden, the other four gangsters who rushed forward froze in place, and Li Lan and the surrounding vendors also opened their mouths wide in shock.

I didn't see it, this guy who sells pork is so powerful!That posture and speed can be seen from practice.

"You idiot, don't you know it's rude to interrupt someone? Damn!" Seeing the bald head lying in the distance vomiting blood, Wang Mu raised his middle finger.

Of course, it wasn't rude for him to interrupt others before.

(End of this chapter)