The top figures of the Xuanjun Empire gathered at Fish Market Street, a place they would never have the chance to visit, for that Lu Ping?
Song Yu lay on the ground, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead. He secretly looked around and saw that King Liao was explaining something to Emperor Xuan. The other three big shots continued chatting after seeing that they were not there.
Everyone's expressions looked very complicated, as if there were ten thousand emotions kneaded together, making it impossible for Song Yu to figure out their intentions.
At this moment, a jingle sounded again on the street. This sound made Song Yu feel heartbroken. It was the eleven bamboo-skilled and more than thirty spooky magic soldiers from their two branches, and their lives!
The sound was getting closer and closer. Song Yu couldn't help but look back and found that the group of people was really walking this way. It was very blatant on this fish market street.
Then he saw King Liao put on a smile and stepped forward to greet him. He seemed to be a completely different person than before towards Tianya, his subordinates and him.
The two sides met at the end of the street. King Liao looked at Lu Ping and his companions and asked with a smile: "Are you a little free now?"
Lu Ping also looked at the people around him. Although they all had some injuries, they couldn't be said to be particularly serious. He nodded and said, "There's nothing wrong now."
"Can you sit down?" King Liao asked.
"Okay?" Lu Ping turned his head and looked at his friends, asking for advice.
Several people nodded quickly. They were all much more discerning than Lu Ping. They all saw the person sitting behind him. Looking at the clothes, the aura, and the look that the people around him didn't dare to show off, they all guessed that this was the person sitting behind him. Who. Facing this person, Su Tang was the only one who was normal, while the other three were a little frightened.
Emperor Xuan had been paying attention to the attitude of Lu Ping and his party. When he saw that they no longer refused, he did not wait any longer and walked over in person. Now no one else dared to neglect him. The heads of the three major families who were chatting in the corner hurriedly followed him, standing behind Emperor Xuan like a pawn.
"Thank you, sir." Emperor Xuan came over and nodded to Lu Ping. After all, he was an emperor, so he didn't have any excessive etiquette, but he treated Lu Ping as "sir", which was enough respect. At this time, King Liao silently retreated to the rear.
"Hello." Lu Ping also nodded.
Everyone behind Emperor Xuan looked collapsed. I thought to myself that even if you were invincible and didn't take Emperor Xuan too seriously, you wouldn't need to pay homage three times or kowtow, but why would you just nod and say hello? I'm afraid Xuanhuang won't even answer this kind of greeting, right?
As everyone expected, Emperor Xuan couldn't handle the words "Hello". He was stunned and didn't know where to start.
King Liao, who had just retreated, had no choice but to come up to relieve the siege, when Lu Ping spoke again.
"Shall we sit here? Please have something to eat." Lu Ping pointed to the left hand side and said.
Everyone looked over there and saw that there was really a small restaurant next to it. There was no door plaque. The only thing they had to do was remove the door panel and put it on the side with four words that were so ugly that they were written very perfunctorily: Fish Head Pancakes.
The shop was also dark. Because Emperor Xuan had arrived, the shopkeeper shrank behind the counter in fear and fidgeted. Suddenly, everyone's eyes were attracted by Lu Ping's words. They were even more shocked and hurriedly knelt down. On to the ground. Then I heard Emperor Xuan say one word in the silence.
"Okay." Emperor Xuan agreed. Everyone was even more devastated. They were going to vomit just one look at this dirty and greasy shop. How dare this guy let Emperor Xuan eat here? Calling it a treat?
But no matter how they collapsed, Emperor Xuan finally agreed. Lu Ping and his party went in, and Emperor Xuan also went in. After King Liao and several family heads looked at each other in disbelief, they could only bite the bullet and follow.
The simple shop has only four small tables in total. Su Tang Molin and the four of them sat at a table, Lu Ping and Xuanhuang sat at a table, King Liao and the three family heads came in, and after receiving the signal from Xuanhuang's eyes, they also sat at a table.
Seeing that they really wanted to eat here, the shop owner couldn't keep kneeling there. He came over in fear and stood helplessly beside the small table of Lu Ping and Xuanhuang.
"What's there to eat?" Lu Ping asked.
"Only fish head cakes." The boss said.
Lu Ping was not picky, nodded, and then asked Emperor Xuan: "How many bowls do you eat?"
Emperor Xuan was obviously unable to keep up with his thinking at this time. Normally, 80,000 people would have rushed out to accuse Lu Ping. There was a special explanation this time. Everyone had to wait for Emperor Xuan's signal. If he didn't speak, no one would dare to step in and take over.
"Just one bowl is enough." Emperor Xuan finally spoke.
"I'll have a bowl too." Lu Ping nodded, then looked at Su Tang and the others, "What about you?"
"One bowl per person," Su Tang said.
"What about you?" Lu Ping looked at King Liao and the others again.
"Do we have a share?" King Liao grimaced. He was not mysophobic, but it was just his living habits that made him intolerable to this kind of fly restaurant on the fish market street. The other three family heads did the same, but Emperor Xuan had already asked for a bowl. They could only say with great honor, "Just one bowl per person."
"One bowl per person." Lu Ping turned to the boss and said.
"Would you like...an extra piece of cake?" The boss was very panicked, but still asked as usual.
"Huh? What do you mean?" Lu Ping didn't understand. He looked at the boss and then at Emperor Xuan. Emperor Xuan didn't understand either, nor did he want to understand at all, so he hurriedly expressed that he didn't need it.
"Which one of you wants an extra piece of cake?" Lu Ping asked the others without delving into the matter. In the end, no one asked for this.
"Ten bowls, no need to add more cakes." Lu Ping finally told the boss, and the boss went there tremblingly. The shop was quiet and there was no tea. If Emperor Xuan wanted something like this, the people around him could find it for him at any time, but he couldn't see his signal, and the attendants waiting outside the shop didn't dare to do anything.
"Cough..." Emperor Xuan coughed slightly and was finally ready to get to the point. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a "chi-la" sound and a strong smell of oily smoke came out of the back kitchen.
At this time, Liang Tongbei, the head of the Liang family, flicked his sleeves, and with a gentle wave of energy, he wrapped up the oil smoke and sent it out of the shop. But soon he found that he had fallen into a pit. The oil smoke was constantly coming out. Wasn't he going to keep playing tricks here? Hasn’t the dignified Chief of the Criminal Investigation Department become a personal meat hood?
"Ahem." Liang Tongbei coughed a few times, as if he couldn't stand the fumes and had to do this to hide his embarrassment. He secretly glanced at the three people on the table and found that they were all sitting upright, looking at their noses and their minds. It’s really hard to tell what kind of laughter there is in my belly.
Emperor Xuan, on the other hand, calmed down and was about to speak again.
"Here comes the fish head cakes!" the boss shouted, and came out of the back kitchen with bowls in each hand. He respectfully served Lu Ping and Xuanhuang each bowl one at a time.
"Eat first?" Lu Ping suggested.
Emperor Xuan nodded reluctantly, looked at the two bamboo chopsticks stuck in the bowl, and finally made his move.
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Write about being hungry. . Have a meal.
