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Chapter 907 Where did the steamed buns come from?

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    Spring is here, the earth is rejuvenating, the grass is growing and the orioles are flying, and the pear and peach trees on both sides of the street are blooming.

    At a glance, you can see the colorful flowers and bright willows, and it is full of spring.

    Su Qishao was wearing a pure white brocade robe with red gold trim, and a vermilion jade belt around his waist, and was walking aimlessly on the street.

    As he walked, he admired his new pair of boots.

    This pair of boots is called Golden Silk Flowing Cloud Boots. As the name suggests, the boots are embroidered with auspicious clouds and other patterns using gold thread. They look extremely exquisite, luxurious and noble. He spent three thousand taels of silver to buy them in the store.

    Having bought new boots, of course he wanted to go out for a walk to see if the boots were good for walking - in fact, he wanted to show off.

    Suddenly, his foot accidentally kicked a hard object.

    "Holy shit! It hurts!" Su Qishao howled in pain. When he looked down, he found that he had actually kicked a steamed bun!

    He raised his feet again and looked, Oh my God!

    The front of his boots was kicked open, revealing his five crystal round toes. He moved his toes in disbelief and looked at the buns on the ground.

    Who made these steamed buns? Why are they so hard?  Kicked his boots to pieces!

    "I'll go!" When he remembered that his beautiful boots were kicked to pieces, he was so angry that he changed his foot and kicked the steamed bun hard. The steamed bun flew far away, and he didn't know where it flew.  , only to hear the sound of the earth wall collapsing not far away.

    Su Qishao looked down again and saw, good guy, his other boot was also kicked to pieces!

    He suddenly turned dark with anger. He really didn¡¯t know whether it was because the boots were of poor quality or the buns were too hard, actually harder than a rock.

    Who made these steamed buns?

    This cooking skill is too bad!

    If you are a man, you cannot get a wife like this.

    If you are a woman, you will never get married!

    Far away in the Yihong Building, Xiaodie, who was combing the girls' hair, suddenly sneezed heavily.

    Who is scolding her?-

    Behind the earthen wall not far away, a vendor was making steamed buns and selling steamed buns.

    There were two passing customers nearby who took a bite of his steamed buns and immediately said angrily: "What kind of steamed buns are these? Why are they so dry and hard? Harder than rocks!"

    "It tastes too bad. With such skill, you still dare to sell it on the street. I won't eat it. Please refund the money immediately!" After saying this, a customer suddenly took a bite of the steamed bun in his hand and threw it at the seller in disgust.  The steamed bun vendor.

    At this moment, they heard a "boom". Everyone looked up and saw something dusty hitting an earth wall. It immediately broke a hole in the earth wall and the earth wall fell down with the sound.  The dusty thing, due to its inertia, slammed towards the vendor's stall!

    There was another "bang", and the vendor's stall was smashed.

    "What is this?" the vendor shouted anxiously. The three of them hurried forward to take a look. When they saw what was on the ground clearly, they were shocked. "This is actually a steamed bun! Can steamed buns break the wall?"

    Seeing this, the guest stepped on the steamed bun. The pain immediately made him pick up his feet and spin around in the same position as a golden rooster.

    "Damn, this steamed bun is too hard, harder than the earth! Boss, I wronged you!" After the customer finished speaking, there were two lasagna tears on his face.

    He bent down and carefully picked up the steamed bun he had just thrown away. He held it in his hands with great treasure and sighed softly, "Boss, I'm sorry, I wrongly blamed you just now. There is no need to refund the money. Your steamed buns are very good."  Very good, unparalleled in the world, good color and taste, endless aftertaste." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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