After sending out the message, seeing the envious and jealous looks on the faces of those in the sect, Grandpa Li raised his chin, his eyes smug.
He, the Grand Elder of the Baozi Cult and the founder and implementer of the cult, will surely set an example and enhance the prestige of our cult.
Sooner or later, his Baozi Cult will conquer the entire Qingyuan Realm and let everyone eat these buns.
Grandpa Li is preparing to continue his work even in his old age.
Lu Wu, who was playing Yijietong, unknowingly fell asleep.
When she woke up, it was nearly dusk.
She yawned and began preparing the things she would need for her evening stall.
The sunset spread across the sky above Xiahe Town, the orange hue stretching for thousands of miles, like a rainbow, it was extremely beautiful.
Today, many new faces appeared on Yanliu Street. They had all come because they had seen the news on Yijietong and were curious about what the much-hyped steamed buns tasted like.
I thought this was some kind of food street, but when I looked at the two sides, they were all brothels, and many diners had a somber expression on their faces.
Could it be that these days, the disciples of the Hehuan Sect have stooped so low as to use such bizarre gimmicks to attract customers?
Or perhaps the men here have been drained, and the group of vixens need to expand their business elsewhere.
Is there really anything good to eat here?
Xu Gu was very suspicious.
Since the advent of the One Realm Connector, there has been less hostility and more gossip among the major forces in the Azure Origin Realm.
The news spread quickly, and many interesting things happened in various places.
Xu Gu, on the other hand, was a errand runner.
Wherever relics are discovered, someone will hire him to investigate whether it's true.
Of course, this is a big order. He usually does small things, such as buying local specialties for various bosses.
Today, however, he is being hired by a young lady.
He didn't know the specific background, but the other party was very generous. For two steamed buns, he gave him ten spirit stones, which was more valuable than the steamed buns themselves.
Xu Gu, who was visiting Xiahe Town for the first time, hesitated a bit when he saw the crowds on the street.
Are they really selling steamed buns?
It's not some kind of cult gathering place.
Or he could report it first.
As Xu Gu seriously considered this possibility, he met the sinister gaze of the person he was questioning.
"Of course, Mr. Lu's cooking skills are superb. Everyone who has eaten there raves about it."
He was the first drunkard to eat the steamed bun, and his name was Wang Changgui.
From then on, he became a loyal fan of Boss Lu.
As a long-time customer of Boss Lu, Wang Changgui would never allow anyone to question Boss Lu's prowess.
"Let me tell you, even Boss Lu's steamed buns are better than the finest wine and dew. What dragon liver and phoenix gall? Ha... that's just pig chaff, there's no comparison at all."
Wang Changgui, who was so enthusiastic about praising things that he would spit out his words, began to give Xu Gu a passionate lecture on science. But the more Wang Changgui talked, the more Xu Gu felt that he was exaggerating.
Seeing Xu Gu's wary look, Wang Changgui became anxious.
"Hey, you still don't believe me? How about we make a bet? If Boss Lu's steamed buns aren't good, I'll give you a hundred spirit stones."
"Of course, if I win, I won't take your spirit stones. I just want you to shout that Boss Lu's steamed buns are the best in the world, how about that?"
He had great confidence in Boss Lu's skills, and his eyes were full of confidence as he looked at Xu Gu.
Just wait, I'll slap you in the face soon enough!
"Ah, this..."
Xu Gu hesitated.
A hundred spirit stones is a lot of money; he'll have to run errands several times. Even if he loses, he'll only have to say one sentence.
"Okay, I agree, but I'm here to buy these for someone else. These buns are limited in quantity, right? I won't be able to get any."
He's very contract-abiding; he won't touch what the boss wants.
Upon hearing this, Wang Changgui's expression became wrinkled.
Faced with Xu Gu's hesitant attitude, Wang Changgui hardened his heart.
"Okay, I'll give you one later, and you can let me know after you try it."
To keep the betting going, he simply gave away a steamed bun for free.
He was already heartbroken before he even got to eat it. Wang Changgui felt he had lost too much, but it was worth it for the sake of the Baozi Cult.
"Is this okay?"
He spoke to Xu Gudao.
Wang Changgui's voluntary relinquishment of benefits was clearly motivated by ulterior motives.
As an outer disciple of the Baozi Cult, he needs to let more people know about Boss Lu's delicious food in order to enter the core position of the cult.
I've heard that the mysterious elder gets to enjoy food personally prepared by Boss Lu every day.
He was so envious.
He, Wang Changgui, is determined to step on the shoulders of these blind fools to successfully enter the upper echelons of the sect and receive patronage from Boss Lu.
"Okay, okay."
Staring at Wang Changgui with such a fierce gaze, Xu Gu spoke but felt even more suspicious.
He had read popular science articles explaining that cults often use this kind of fanatical and generous behavior to actively lure members in their early stages.
But since the other party offered too much, he decided to observe for a while.
Wherever there are people, there is a world of its own.
The Yanliu Street has been packed with people these past few days; the normally wide street is now too crowded for them to fit in.
Some people learned from regular customers that Lu Wu's steamed buns were rationed and the daily quantity was limited, so those who arrived late were simply unwilling to wait in line.
Ultimately, they're all cultivators; when reasoning fails, of course they'll resort to violence... or so it seems.
Unable to move.
Several people from out of town were initially dissatisfied and wanted to start a fight.
Before they could even unleash their full power, an irresistible spiritual pressure completely suppressed them.
The sense of crisis, hovering on the edge of death, told them that if they made a move, they would be dead instantly.
There is a master here.
The news spread like wildfire, and these people dared not act recklessly for the sake of their lives.
They lined up neatly in the correct order.
Among them was a group of young children.
Men and women were whispering to each other, their expressions bright and cheerful.
Many people focused their attention on them, simply because their faces were covered in freckles and marks.
Xiao Hua was among them.
Just one day later, Xiaohua is now under everyone's gaze, and she can hold her head high with confidence and pride.
If you look closely, you'll notice that the spots on her face have faded a lot.
According to predictions, eating two more red bean buns today will completely fade the spots.
Thinking back to how she had been wallowing in self-pity, Xiaohua felt sorry for her mother.
Fortunately, Mr. Lu appeared.
It was Boss Lu who saved her.
After all, those people said that the poison they were poisoned could be cured, but the side effect of the poison, namely these spots on their faces, was something they couldn't do anything about.
It was Boss Lu who enabled them to live with a clean conscience.
To repay Boss Lu, she decided to join the Baozi Cult. Her qualifications are currently under review, but Xiaohua is very confident.
"Boss Lu is here, let's make way!"
A shout came from the street corner, and the people who had been waiting looked over with shining eyes.
Wow!
A road unfolded before Lu Wu.
Lu Wu, who had just arrived, stared blankly at the exaggerated scene.
She didn't take the wrong road, did she?
She had come to an event where a high-ranking leader was inspecting the area. Why were these people looking at her with such intense gazes? Why was she so flustered?
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