"Don't crowd, don't crowd!"

Changsun Chong was standing by the window when he suddenly felt someone bumping into him from behind.

Obviously, they were not the only ones who wanted to receive the steamed buns at the window. The other hungry customers didn't care about anything at this time and just pushed forward first.

Having something to eat is more important than anything else.

When people are hungry and crazy, their thoughts are simple.

Even if the person standing next to the window is the usually unattainable son of the prince, squeezing yourself to death is as easy as squeezing an ant to death.

"Baozi, I want Baozi, and I'm willing to pay for it!"

"I'm also willing to pay! I want it all, no matter how much it costs!"

"Ten cents, ten cents each, I only need five!"

Changsun Chong looked at the increasingly crazy crowd, and his face turned pale.

It would be funny if it was not drowned by the rain but was squeezed to death by people.

"Clang!"

Changsun rushed to the guard beside him, suddenly pulled out his sword, and slashed at several customers nearby with the back of the sword.

Normally, these customers would be the distinguished guests of the Guiyifang sales office.

Now...

Wherever it's cool, go wherever it is!

Du He and Wei Siren's guards also followed suit, drew their sabers, and guarded their husbands by the window.

The second floor of the sales office immediately fell into a brief calm.

There were no weapons just now, so everyone was very brave.

Now that the knives have been drawn, no one wants to stand out.

"Baozi, freshly baked buns, one silver coin each, buy one get one free!"

At this time, Wu Ming's loud voice came from the window.

I saw the barrel he was riding in stopped a few meters away from the window, and then started hawking.

"One coin?"

Changsun Chong looked at Wei Siren in confusion, wondering if he had heard wrongly.

"Brother Zhangsun, don't look at me. You heard me right. Things are rare and valuable. At this time, even if it's a gold coin, there are still people buying it."

Wei Siren was helpless.

A descendant of the Wei family, he is actually here today.

These merchants actually dared to blackmail themselves.

But he didn't have any solution yet.

As for revenge afterwards, it is naturally very simple to do, but it will cause loss of identity.

"I want one! Shopkeeper, I want one!"

Wu Ming's voice was so loud that everyone in the sales office heard it.

Just before Changsun Chong and others spoke, someone behind him expressed his willingness to buy.

With such a "trustee" appearing, Wu Ming's business naturally does not need to worry about failure.

Wei Siren felt hungry, so he took out a gold coin from his pocket and bought ten buns.

Well, I will give you ten more, which is just enough for the few of them and the guards.

Of course, I can barely eat enough.

It looked like there were less than a hundred buns in the basket. If he bought them all, there would probably be a bloody accident in the sales office.

Soon, Wu Ming's buns turned into gold and silver coins.
Chapter completed!