Chapter 2221
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"This brother, I see that your cooking skills are exquisite. The taste of your buns must also be superb. I wonder how many buns I can buy with one tael of silver?"
Chu Yang asked with a smile: "I am a scholar, and I am embarrassed recently. Please give me a cheaper price. I thank you in advance."
As he spoke, he bowed to the bun seller.
"You really have money?" The bun seller was very surprised, and so were the onlookers. A refugee with money seemed to be a rare occurrence.
Their reaction made Li Dazhuang want to beat Chu Yang to death in an instant. He even wanted to replace him. A mere tael of silver could be used to show off. What kind of world was this?
"Of course I have money. I am a scholar. Although I am a little poor, I can still rely on myself."
Hearing Chu Yang once again emphasize his status as a scholar, Li Dazhuang could only look on enviously.
"A scholar is a scholar. No wonder you are different from the majority of refugees even though you are a refugee."
After the bun seller confirmed that the money was real, his expression eased a lot.
"A scholar is different after all."
"If every refugee was a scholar, we would be much more peaceful."
"Isn't that so? If it wasn't for the Heaven's Wail that cut off the flow of refugees a month ago, who knows how many families would have been robbed or even killed!"
The sound of discussion confirmed Chu Yang's guess.
"A scholar is really different. Even if he is poor, he still dresses well and is elegant. If we didn't know in advance, who would believe that he is a refugee?"
Suddenly, someone in the crowd compared Chu Yang to Li Dazhuang: "The other refugee is completely different. One look and you can tell that he is a martial artist. He has no ability, but he is also unreasonable. He robbed and killed at the slightest provocation."
"He looks simple and honest, but he is no different from those refugees. He is also a beast."
"He is dirty and stupid. Wouldn't it be better to just die? Whose eyes are you dirtying? Who are you trying to disgust?"
Li Dazhuang was extremely disgusted. Chu Yang, this bastard, had stepped on his corpse and was about to become a model of justice. If this could be tolerated, what else could be tolerated?
"That tael of silver is mine. He was also the one who told me to snatch the buns to eat."
Li Dazhuang put on a pitiful and foolish look as he explained, which shocked Chu Yang. Fortunately, although Li Dazhuang looked foolish enough, his words were definitely not foolish.
"You … You … You …" Chu Yang was so angry that he was trembling. He pointed at Li Dazhuang and said, "Your intentions are really sinister. You actually poured all the dirty water on me. How vicious you are!"
An expert!
When Li Dazhuang saw Chu Yang's response, he suddenly felt a burst of pressure. If he couldn't win against this thing, he would be in trouble.
However, he had no chance at all.
"Brother!" Chu Yang immediately said to the steamed bun seller, "Just now when I came with this bastard, did you see me instruct him? When he threatened you, he had a silly look on his face."
Li Dazhuang immediately felt a sense of crisis. This Liu Xunhuan really had a sharp tongue. As soon as the steamed bun seller opened his mouth, he would be exposed.
Just as he was about to fight back, Chu Yang beat him to it. Filled with righteous indignation, he pointed at Li Dazhuang and shouted, "Bastard, I was originally a scholar. I didn't look down on you and came with you. Who would have thought that you would be so sinister? My dog eyes were really blind!"
"Hey, who's the one calling themselves a scholar?"
In the midst of the commotion, a sarcastic voice pierced through. Soon after, a young master, surrounded by a group of followers, walked straight towards Chu Yang.
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