Lin Ye asked: "Do you really want to make shredded chicken noodles?"

The vendor replied: "No."

Lin Ye: "Do you like making shredded chicken noodles?"

"I don't love it."

"Look, you are originally a bun seller. What you want to do is sell buns. What you love to do is sell buns. Why do you want to sell shredded chicken noodles?"

"I don't like selling steamed buns either."

"..."

The hawker said: "If I could make a lot of money, would I still do this?"

Lin Ye asked: "Then what are you good at?"

The hawker thought for a while and replied: "I'm good at thinking about how to make a lot of money, but I don't know how to do it."

Lin Ye smiled: "Then let's make shredded chicken noodles. The shredded chicken will be more, and the noodles will be more. After all, there are many people in this world who eat not because they are delicious, but because they are full."

The vendor asked: "Well, uncle, can you teach me how to make shredded chicken noodles?"

Lin Ye shook his head and said, "I can't."

The vendor asked: "Why?"

Lin Ye replied: "Because I am not your father."

The vendor was stunned for a moment, then curled his lips and said, "I've never seen such a stingy person. Isn't it just a bowl of shredded chicken noodles?"

Then I saw the uncle got up and left at some point, leaving a few copper coins on the table.

The hawker raised his head and looked, and saw that the uncle had already walked out several feet away. The hawker put away the copper coins and said to himself: "He is a nice guy, but he has a bad mouth."

Lin Ye got up because he saw someone he needed to follow. He had seen this person several times at the door of the inn in the past two days.

Yes, that vendor who sometimes sells noodles and sometimes sells steamed buns, his stall is not far from that inn.

Lin Ye didn't recognize the person walking in front, but he was sure that this person was the one receiving and settling in Jianghu guests.

That person's strength should be pretty good, he should be in Wuyue Realm, but not more than Wuyue Realm Sanman. To Lin Ye, a person with this level of cultivation is not worth mentioning, but for the entire world, such a person is still considered a big shot.

For a big shot in the Wuyue Realm to personally receive a group of Jianghu guests from out of town, this is a bit abnormal no matter how you say it.

Practitioners who have reached this level are extremely sensitive to their surroundings.

So although he didn't notice Lin Ye following him, he felt a little awkward. He looked back from time to time, but found nothing.

To be on the safe side, he still didn't go directly to where he wanted to go. Instead, he walked around Geling City for a long time, and finally arrived at Fengyu Temple after confirming that no one was following him.

Seeing that the man actually entered through the back door of Fengyu Temple, Lin Ye knew that Chen Weiwei was up to something.

Fengyu Temple wants to attract people from all walks of life.

This kind of thing should not be hidden. Mr. Xin must have known the news for a long time, but he ignored it, which means that what Chen Weiwei wanted to do may have been Xin Yanque's acquiescence or even fueled the situation.

Lin Ye has never been an indecisive person, nor a good person in the normal sense.

But his attitude towards Chen Weiwei has always been a bit complicated.

If it weren't for Lao Chen, but because he had practiced together under Yan Xiniu and Lei Hongliu, Lin Ye wouldn't have such complicated thoughts. What he cares about is the old man who left Geling in a carriage not long ago.

It was at this time that Lin Ye suddenly felt something was wrong.
Chapter completed!