Chang Ping gave the vendor two hundred demon spirit coins and bought the entire pot of noodles.
Under the astonished gazes of passers-by, he picked up the boiling iron pot and gulped down the entire pot of noodles, including the soup. He was no longer eating noodles, but drinking them.
The onlookers couldn't help but swallow their saliva. They were all hungry.
"Are his plain noodles really that delicious? So delicious that customers pick up the pot and drink from it?"
"Whose child is this? His appetite is too big. He finished a big pot of noodles, weighing dozens of kilograms, in less than an incense stick."
"The most outrageous thing is, after drinking such a big pot of soup, an ordinary person would have been bloated like a woman who is seven or eight months pregnant, but this child's belly didn't even swell. What a huge appetite! He is simply a humanoid monster."
The peddler stood there stupidly, watching Chang Ping finish a pot of noodles. He was shocked and embarrassed. He had been doing business on College Street for many years, but this was the first time he had met such a weirdo.
The noise on the street attracted Lu Piao out of the pharmacy. He loved to watch the fun.
"What? What happened? Why is everyone gathered here?" Lu Piao was jumping up and down behind the crowd. He was too short to see clearly what was happening inside.
A kind uncle told him: "A strange man came to the noodle stall and drank a whole pot of noodles in one breath, without getting red in the face or breathing heavily, and without even blinking his eyes."
A strange man? He must be a good-for-nothing, right?
Speaking of glutton, Lu Piao suddenly thought of the man who had left a deep impression on him.
"Could it be that Chang Ping came to the street to eat?" Lu Piao's curiosity was too strong. He gritted his teeth, squeezed through the crotch of the crowd and came to the noodle stall.
Looking up and seeing the true face of the strange man, Lu Piao patted the dirt on his hands and stood up, with an expression that showed it was indeed him.
Chang Ping was using chopsticks to scrape the noodles remaining on the wall of the pot. When he saw Lu Piao coming over, he quickly put down the iron pot.
"Brother Lu, you're here at the right time. I was just about to look for you!" Chang Ping hooked his finger at Lu Piao, motioning him to sit down and chat slowly.
The vendor thoughtfully brought a pot of free tea and poured it for the two people who were seated.
He was very grateful to Chang Ping. If it weren't for him, his noodles wouldn't have sold out so quickly. It just so happened that he had a backache today, so he would go home early and have a good rest.
The noodle-drinking show was over, and the pedestrians lost interest in watching, and soon dispersed. However, after Changping's promotion, everyone remembered this noodle stall and prepared to try his noodles tomorrow to see if they were really that delicious.
"What do you want from me? Let me make it clear first, I don't have money to treat you to breakfast." Lu Piao picked up the warm tea and took a sip.
He is not as big as Changping and can't just pour boiling water into his mouth.
"Good news!" Chang Ping smiled, then took out thirty bills from his space ring, slapped them on the table, pushed them in front of Lu Piao, and said, "Here! No more, no less, a full three thousand demon spirit coins. I've always felt bad for asking you to treat me to a meal, so these are to compensate you."
This would save him from mentioning to everyone that he had treated him to three thousand demon spirit coins, no matter what the reason.
Lu Piao grabbed the banknotes, counted them, and asked in surprise: "Where did you get so much money?"
"Yesterday afternoon I went to the trial ground to hunt horned sheep. I got this money from selling the spoils." Chang Ping answered truthfully because there was no need to hide anything.
Yesterday, he caught the black fox, which was a great achievement, so Ye Sheng did not pursue the matter of his extermination of the horned sheep. Therefore, there was no need to hide it anymore.
"Horned sheep?" Lu Piao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, "Why did I say that we didn't find any horned sheep last night? It turns out that you killed them all? You are too unkind. You didn't leave any for us."
It's really beastly.
There were at least eight hundred horned sheep in the trial ground, if not a thousand, and he killed them all in one afternoon, leaving not a single wool for them. They had wasted half a night searching in the trial ground.
"I didn't know you were going to hunt the horned sheep, and no one told me! Besides, if I don't hunt the horned sheep, how can I pay you back?" Chang Ping retorted without thinking. He pointed at the medicine shop and asked curiously, "What are you doing in the medicine shop?"
Could it be the acquisition of purple haze grass?
He ate Lu Piao's pocket money and stole the horned sheep in the trial ground. Where did Nie Li get the money from?
"What!" Lu Piao kissed the banknotes and put them directly into his trouser pocket without any false refusal. Although he was a child of an aristocratic family, he did not have a space ring.
A space ring of several cubic meters costs tens of thousands of demon spirit coins, which is something he cannot afford at all.
If he was as diligent as Du Ze, his father might be happy to give him one. Unfortunately, he was too lazy and often got into trouble, either peeping at the girl taking a bath or stealing the bellyband of the girl in that family.
How could his father buy him such an expensive ring if he wanted to beat him to death with a broom, as he was such an uneducated bad boy?
"I'm telling you, don't tell anyone else." Lu Piao bent down and whispered mysteriously to Chang Ping: "Nie Li took us to the medicine shop to buy purple haze grass, saying that he would help us make a small fortune."
"Do you think he's crazy? He actually bought the Purple Mist Grass for 10,000 demon spirit coins. How can he make money from this useless grass that can only be used to smoke mosquitoes?"
Chang Ping was stunned for a moment, and it was just as he expected.
Nie Li wanted to hype up the Purple Mist Grass and make a fortune.
Due to his intervention, Nie Li failed to hunt the horned sheep and subsequently did not meet Xiao Ning'er.
Without the financial support of this wealthy woman, Nie Li wouldn't make much money even if he hyped up the Purple Mist Grass.
Having said that, how much or how little he earns has nothing to do with him?
"Ten thousand demon spirit coins? Where did you get so much money?" Chang Ping asked doubtfully. Could it be that Nie Li hooked up with Xiao Ning'er in another way?
"It's Shen..." As if realizing something was wrong, Lu Piao hurriedly covered his mouth, "I drank too much tea and I have to pee urgently. Sorry, Brother Chang."
Lu Piao laughed, covered his crotch, and ran back to the pharmacy like a gust of wind.
He could clearly feel that he and Chang Ping were not of the same kind. Chang Ping was too good, and his future achievements would surely be extraordinary, and it was not something that a poor boy like him could reach.
Compared to Chang Ping, Lu Piao prefers to be with Nie Li. Their talents are equally rubbish, and they are both from aristocratic families, so there is no sense of distance between them.
Therefore, he could not betray Nie Li and reveal the news that Nie Li was going to join forces with Shen Yue to deal with Chang Ping.
"Shen Yue or Shen Fei?" Looking at Lu Piao's hurriedly leaving back, Chang Ping narrowed his eyes, revealing a cold light.
Why should they support Nie Li and Lao Deng? What benefits will it bring to them?
Could it be that...