The heavens start with Kung Fu Panda

Chapter 38 Fruit Vendor
Jiang Minghao originally thought that what the charterer said about setting up a banquet and apologizing was just casually.

Unexpectedly, at noon the next day, the charterer and the charter woman actually came to find him.

Then Mingyan prepared a large table of delicious food at home, hoping that Jiang Minghao would show his face so that they could apologize for yesterday's offense.

It's really hard for the two of them to refrain from their kindness, and besides, they will have to stay here for a few days. Jiang Minghao is not the kind of stunned young man who just left society, so there is no need to quarrel over such a trivial matter, so he agreed to the two invitation.

During the dinner, Jiang Minghao and the charterer and his wife exchanged cups and glasses, and the little heartache that was not a big deal yesterday naturally disappeared after talking and laughing.

While the host and guest enjoyed themselves with a harmonious glass of wine, the charterer and his wife could not avoid exploring the origin of Jiang Minghao's mentorship.

After all, facing such a monstrous young master.

They were very curious about what sect and sect Jiang Minghao came from, and who was his master who was able to teach such a monster? !
Jiang Minghao had already expected the temptation of the charterer and his wife.

He reasoned that he used to stay in the deep mountains and old forests, practicing with his master, and he just went down the mountain after the master passed away not long ago. As for the name of the master, what kind of sect he is, the master didn't tell him, and he didn't know.

Facing Jiang Minghao's answer, the charterer and his wife looked at each other, and then they both tacitly did not explore further, and directly exposed this topic.

As for whether they believe it or not, and how much they believe it, only they know in their hearts...

……

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Minghao has been in Pigpen Walled City for six days.

During these six days, in order not to miss the plot of Ah Xing's arrival.

He meditates cross-legged in his room at night, and sets up a small stall downstairs during the day as a fruit vendor, selling fruits while reading.

In just six days, because of his excellent communication, handsomeness and chicness, he managed to mingle with the neighbors around him.

There were even a few uncles and aunts who wanted to introduce him to their daughters, nieces, cousins, and the nieces of the good friends of the third aunt and brother-in-law next door when they knew he was not married...

For these neighbors who were simply thinking about peach, Jiang Minghao politely declined their kindness in a very firm tone.

A woman who cannot resonate will only affect the speed of his cultivation.

In this way, the time came to the seventh day.

In the afternoon of this day, Jiang Minghao followed his usual habit, holding a Huang Ting Jing in his hand, and sat in front of the fruit stand to read it carefully.

Although if you don't advance in cultivation, you will retreat, but you have to relax and balance work and rest.

If you spend the whole day in sitting and practicing hard.

Jiang Minghao was afraid that he would go mad and become a slave controlled by power before he had finished his magical skills.

"Hey, boss!"

Just when Jiang Minghao was immersed in the wisdom of the previous National People's Congress and couldn't extricate himself.

The light in front of him was suddenly blocked by two black shadows.

He looked away from the book and looked up at the visitor. When he saw the face of the visitor, his eyes couldn't help but move.

A pale yellow hat, fluffy hair, a worn gray shirt, a scrawled beard, and piercing eyes.

This face is [-] to [-]% similar to his cousin Tang Bohu, of course he is familiar with it, the protagonist 'A Xing' in this world!

Ah Xing is here, so there is no need to mention the fat boy Cong next to him, who is wearing a black coat in summer.

Jiang Minghao remained calm on the surface, put down his books, stood up and asked with a smile:

"What does the customer need to buy?"

"How much is your melon per catty?" A Xing asked, pointing to a big and round watermelon.

"Twenty cents a catty!"

"Damn it!" Ah Xing was taken aback by the price, "Is your melon skin made of gold? Or are the melons made of gold?"

"Look, how can there be melons now? In this time of war and chaos, you think it's too expensive or I think it's too expensive?!" Jiang Minghao said with a look of disdain.

"Are your melons ripe?"

"I run a fruit stand, can I sell you raw melon eggs?"

"I ask you if this melon is ripe?"

"..."

Jiang Minghao was speechless for a while, and simply split the watermelon with a knife, revealing the bright red flesh inside.

"Do you look familiar?!"

"Are you riding on a horse and chopping melons?"

As a result, Ah Xing was not only dissatisfied, but turned his face on the spot.

"Who told you to open me up? Find fault?!"

Finding fault, these three words are like some kind of secret code of "throwing a cup for a sign". Fat Zai Cong, who had been silent since just now, suddenly took off his black coat, shouted angrily, and ran around with fat all over his body. , the two axes on his body that can be seen as paintings look very ridiculous.

His expression was pretending to be ferocious, trying to show a ferocious effect, but unfortunately he was not made to be a villain at all, instead he looked more like a ridiculous mangy dog ​​with such a big body for nothing.

That is to say, Jiang Minghao's concentration is so strong that if he were an ordinary person, he would burst out laughing on the spot.

"Brother, don't be angry!"

"He's my friend, let me tell him."

Ah Xing pretended to dissuade Fat Zai Cong, then pulled Jiang Minghao aside and whispered:
"Brother Ax Helper, you have seen the two axes with your own eyes, bad guy, if you dare to chop his melon, you will kill him, you know?"

Jiang Minghao pretended to be stunned and shook his head.

"do not know!"

"Oh, so you're real, and we hit it off very well. You pay for some medical expenses, and I'll settle it for you, okay?"

"Not good!" Jiang Minghao shook his head again.

Hearing this sentence, Fat Boy Cong suddenly pretended to be angry, and snorted coldly again.

Jiang Minghao didn't feel angry, ferocious, ferocious, and terror. He only saw a lot of fat running around, and the atmosphere seemed extremely funny.

"Brother, don't take the axe, put it away first, I'll tell him later..."

Ah Xing didn't know that Jiang Minghao had already seen through his tricks, so he dragged Jiang Minghao to the other side, pretending to be thinking of you and persuading him:
"This time to help you out, you saw it with your own eyes, I didn't lie to you, it's not convenient for you, take some out, set up ten tables or eight tables, or half a table?!"

"Oh?!"

At this time, Jiang Minghao suddenly pretended to be enlightened, looked at A Xing and sneered:
"So you're trying to blackmail me?!"

With his nonchalant look and his stunned look, he broke Ah Xing's defenses on the spot, and he yelled in a broken voice.

"Big brother!"

Turning around, I was about to ask 'Big Brother' to do something, but when I turned around, I found that Fat Zai Cong fell asleep standing up! ! !
"Big brother?"

"Snoring..."

"Oh, you're dead, my elder brother will kill people as soon as he wakes up, wow, you see he's about to wake up, right now!"

Two drops of cold sweat dripped from his forehead, Ah Xing's expression was hard, and he was still pretending to be calm, trying to get back the lie and continue to scare Jiang Minghao.

Jiang Minghao sneered directly, "I'm not afraid!"

After speaking, he took a step back and distanced himself from the two of them.

"..."

At this moment, Ah Xing finally realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere. He looked around and panicked on the spot.

All the residents of Pigpen Walled City surrounded him, staring straight at him and Fatty Cong.

As the young communication expert of the entire Pigpen Walled City, the people in the Walled City have long regarded Jiang Minghao, a handsome, polite, well-behaved, sensible, and nice-talking young man, as one of his own.

In this era, the best way of life for the people at the bottom is to report to the group to keep warm.

Seeing Jiang Minghao being bullied by these two outsiders, they naturally wouldn't just stand by!
　In the new week, the collection is bleak, and the new book list has also been kicked out of the top ten. I can only ask for some support from the audience. I hope that the audience will take pity on the poor children. Give me some recommended tickets, monthly tickets, all kinds of tickets.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)