The two hesitated for a moment, and the boss stopped insisting. However, the first batch of pastries was not enough, so the boss asked him to wait for a moment while he packed up all the pastries to be taken away.
So Fu Yunge leaned against the wall and watched the boss busy and milling around the pot.
"By the way," Fu Yunge got bored of waiting, so he chatted with the boss, "You are all foreigners, why do you want to do business here?"
The boss turned his head and wiped his sweat: "Oh, guest, you don't know something. Our local business is not easy to do, everyone is competing hard. Recently, everyone wants to go out, have a try, and look for wealth. — —Of course, I’m one of them.”
"It's very hard to run so far," Fu Yunge said.
The boss smiled: "It's good to make money, hard work? My wife is the one who has the hard work. Once I leave, she will take care of the three naughty things by herself. God, I really hope those little naughty guys don't mess with her." angry."
"Your accent is quite interesting." Fu Yunge noticed.
"Does my accent have a strong accent?" The boss walked towards the stove with a plate of dough rolled into various shapes. "God, your language here is really difficult. In order to make money here, I learned your language for half a year. Well, among the businessmen who are traveling the same way as me, they all praise my accent as the one that best suits you."
"Well, it's indeed great." Fu Yunge also smiled, "But it's not bad to have an accent. It's also a characteristic of you."
The boss put the pastry into the stove, turned to lean on the table and said to him: "That's it. Nowadays, many residents here come to me to buy things, and they all hope that I can talk to them more. I think this It does have something to do with my accent."
"Haha, it must be mainly because of the quality of your pastries." Fu Yunge praised slightly against his will.
A look of pride suddenly appeared on the boss's face: "I think so. My pastry skills are also famous in my hometown. I have always been confident in this regard."
Fu Yunge glanced at the blazing charcoal fire in the furnace, and the fresh fragrance curled up.
Suddenly, he heard several "crackling" sounds coming from outside the store door, like something hitting the door. The voice was very clear, and his face immediately tightened: "There seems to be movement outside."
However, the boss seemed not to be surprised. He poured himself a cup of tea and sighed: "Everything is fine here. Only at this time every day, there are always gangsters coming to disturb us. I don't like this."
"Ruffian?" Fu Yunge was a little puzzled.
Liripu is also a well-known commercial capital. He had passed through this place before and had a short stay. He had never heard of ruffians roaming here.
"Here... let me go take a look." Fu Yunge stood up and walked out with a bad expression.
Walking out of the kitchen, Fu Yunge discovered that the sound did come from the front door. It was someone outside who deliberately used rocks to cause trouble.
The sound hadn't stopped yet. Fu Yunge walked straight to the door, pulled it open with both hands, and opened it with a roar.
At the same time, a whirling stone hit him head on. Although Fu Yunge's body had not recovered, he still easily dodged such an attack.
The stone spun and fell to the floor of the store. Fu Yunge turned around and picked it up, then walked out the door with a gloomy face: "Who stayed up in the middle of the night and ruined people's business here?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Yunge saw a vague and thin figure in the darkness. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, he could hear the man's vague curses.
Fu Yunge walked towards him, but as soon as he took two steps, another stone hit him in the face. Fu Yunge had quick eyes and quick hands. He grabbed the stone in his hand instantly and scolded: "Don't bully others too much!"
But the man's curses continued. Fu Yunge was angry in his heart. He looked at where the ignorant man was standing. He used one hand to take aim and threw the stone, and the stone flew out with a "whoosh".
There was only a "pop" sound, and the cursing suddenly stopped, followed by the embarrassed sound of someone falling to the ground.
"This is how you come to cause trouble for others." Fu Yunge shouted coldly, "Get out of here!"
The man who was knocked down hurriedly got up, realizing that the man in front of him seemed difficult to deal with. He just heard him utter vicious words, turned around and limped into the darkness.
Fu Yunge stared at him until he disappeared.
He finally heard the last sentence clearly. What the man said was, "Don't you know who is causing trouble for whom?"
There was only silence in the darkness before my eyes. The cold wind blew past him, completely different from the warmth of the kitchen, and Fu Yunge felt an unreasonable chill.
Turn around and go back to the store. I saw that the boss had packed the pastries he wanted and put them in a huge paper bag. The surface of the paper bag was still warm.
Fu Yunge thanked the boss, paid and left with the bag. After leaving the pastry shop, he suddenly realized that the sky in the distance had turned pale.
Back at the inn, Du He's family was still sleeping peacefully. Fu Yunge quietly packed his things so as not to disturb their rest, and finally closed the door gently.
The moment he turned his back to the door, he suddenly felt an inexplicable mixture of emotions. Feeling a little heavy, he leaned against the wall on the second floor and meditated for a moment. He heard the footsteps of the shopkeeper and his servant in the lobby, and then slowly went downstairs.
When he met the shopkeeper, he still greeted him with great enthusiasm: "Oh! Good morning, dear guest, did you have a comfortable rest last night?"
Fu Yunge nodded: "It's very good. So I invited a few friends to stay here last night. Don't refund the room, I will renew the lease for two months."
The boss was very surprised, but since there was money to be made, he didn't need to say anything.
After paying the bill, Fu Yunge left the inn. Before leaving, I glanced at the receipt in my hand and couldn't help but sigh that it was indeed of high quality and low price.
It was still dark. Gray shadows emerged from the chaos, roughly outlining the distant scenery.
Walking out of the neighborhood still lit by lanterns, I heard a boat singing in the clouds. The boat seemed to be swinging slowly on the solid ice. After boarding the ship, he watched Liripu slowly retreating towards Jiangliang City.
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Jiangliang City in Japan is still busy and prosperous. The cold wind could only barely pass through the bustling crowd, and some traces of slush on the streets had dried into dust.
It was already past noon when Fu Yunge got off the boat, and the time for lunch had passed. He was carrying his luggage and looking for a place to rest, which made him quite tired.
After walking around, although he was a little tired, he made several new discoveries.
That is... the outsiders in Jiangliang City seem to be larger than the development scale of Liripu.
Many of the shops I passed have changed their appearance and become mainly operated by outsiders. The exotic customs permeate the air, and you feel as if you are a foreigner.
