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The first thousand and fifty-fifth chapters should be depressed but prosperous

That night, Gongsun and Murong returned to the scene, and Yibaise stayed to continue practicing.

The two of them rode the horses brought by others for a long time. There were still two kilometers between them and they could see the ice lantern group.

Large ice lamps are filled with oil lamps, and small ice lamps are plugged into light bulbs to connect to the battery.

Compared to when the winter sports meeting was not held, there are more tourists now, and the lively scenes are not as depressed as winter.

In addition to cities that have tourism cooperation vigorously promote tourism projects, there are also spontaneous groups coming.

Spontaneously grouped teams are usually not far from the tourism cooperation city, and the city lords of their own city are unwilling to cooperate with it. Such city lords feel uncomfortable when they think of giving money to others, but they don’t consider how much money they can share from it.

The rich locals in the city saw that the city lord did not open cheap teleportation, so they called their friends and took their family to a team of hundreds of people to take a bus to another tourist cooperation city more than a hundred kilometers away.

Pay a little extra fee to the local area, and the tourism cooperation city will transmit them to any of the three cities at the same low price.

When they arrive at any city, they can play casually. After they have enough shopping, they can spend one point to one of the other two cities, and then play and pass it.

There are ice lamps, snow sculptures, sleds to go to the abandoned mining area, soak in hot springs, eat all kinds of delicious snacks, make snowmen for children, play snowball fights, and skating.

There are specially decorated snack streets in the three cities, each stall next to each other. Each stall must sell a small portion. You can buy one for one yuan with the money common to locals. After eating one or two bites, you will lose it. Then you can try something else.

Seeing that the stalls sell a profit is not much, but there are many people.

So it is obvious that the three cities that have to live frugality have started to make a lot of money this winter.

Gongsun Murong and Narasha came close to the front and turned over and dismounted. They took the reins and felt the lively atmosphere, which was very fulfilling.

Looking at the candied haws in the various fruit skewers in the hands of tourists and children, and the happy smiles when holding large marshmallows, the two felt warm in their hearts.

They walked to a stall where a small cart was selling hot drinks. Each of them ordered a cup of hot juice and left with them. They did not pay any money. The people who set up the stall did not say anything about money, but said with a smile, "Let's go" slowly.

"They didn't give the money." A little girl stretched out her tender little hand and pointed at the two people and shouted, reminding the stall owner.

The adult who brought the child over frowned: "Who is this? He looks like an outsider, called a guard."

Stand owner: "Gongsun Qiangqi, Gongsun Yuyan."

"Oh~!" The dissatisfied person just now nodded: "It is true that you can't give money, you can't ask for money."

"Yes, they know, so they don't want to push back and forth with me." The stall owner said happily. It seemed that it was a great honor for him to give two people a glass of juice for free.

The little girl was stunned for a while and said in a silence: "I want others to live a good life when I grow up, and then drink juice without spending money."

The tourists around the stall envy the stall owner. Iron Mine City has good luck and meet two powerful outsiders who are willing to help.

Gongsun Murong and the other two were strolling and tasting at various stalls. No matter how many people were waiting in line next to the stall, they arrived and said they wanted to eat, the stall owner immediately made it for them.

"The duck soup noodles soup has not been boiled at the time. It's the water you mix after cooking. It's fishy. If you add more chopped green onions, you can't suppress the fishy smell. Next time you pay attention. Stew it in advance in the evening and you can stew more soups with strong flavor. Your duck blood tofu... are not allowed to sell it again, pour it out, keep it for feeding the pigs, and buy it online again."

Gongsun Murong took two bites of duck soup noodles and was very dissatisfied and directly gave an order.

The stall owner was frightened and poured all the duck blood into the bucket and told the people next to him to go back to the city to buy new duck blood as soon as possible.

Narasha followed and said, "Duck blood is duck blood, how can you mix it with pig blood? Once again, you won't be allowed to set up a stall at home."

"I understand." The sweat on the stall owner's forehead flowed down his face, frightened. One was worried that the two of them would not let him leave the stall, and the other was frightened by the two of them. They could taste the water they had after eating in just one bite. They knew that the duck blood was not pure, and they could even say that they could use blood to fill the amount.

Why can’t I eat it? What kind of mouth is this? That’s so great!

After teaching a lesson, Gongsun Murong took out a pack of ingredients from his bag and poured it into the duck soup, stirring it up: "Okay, it won't be fishy anymore. I think the cost is high. When you go to the place where roast duck is sold, some people don't drink duck rack soup. You buy the duck rack for a cheap price and cook it."

"Yes, I'll go right after closing the stall." The stall owner dared to wipe his sweat.

The two continued to walk towards the next stall.

The stall owner thought that his stall would not be able to sell anything today, because everyone around him was listening and watching.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the two left, someone immediately shouted: "Give me two servings and add more soup, I'll try what he put in it."

"I want it too, I want five portions. The amount of this portion is too small."

"Line in line, don't shout behind you."

The stall owner did not dare to delay, and served it one by one. The person who ate it first started to praise it in one bite: "Fresh, it's so fresh, it's amazing. I felt a little fishy when I ate it just now. What kind of thing he put? I'll give it two more. My child and his mother are eating it elsewhere, so I'll keep it for them."

"You have to queue up again, behind." Some customers stopped doing it.

The business of the duck soup noodles dry stall suddenly became popular, and the stall owner was very grateful. He knew that if Gongsun Qiangqi had not added ingredients, the stall would not be able to set up.

At the same time, I admire the two people's methods and pointed out the mistakes in public, which is to tell tourists that they are fair, open, and just, and to provide additional materials to protect the interests of the stall.

It is obviously in trouble for me, not only can I not have any resentment, but I am also very afraid and grateful. Yes, when I close the stall, I must remember to ask if there are any leftover duck racks for the roast duck sellers.

The two of them had eaten in several places and arrived at a stall selling wontons. There was only one wonton in a small bowl on the stall.

Narasha tasted it: "There is little stuffing, your family bought the ingredients and made it by themselves, right? Go back and find other people who also sell dumplings, wontons, and buns, join forces and purchase the goods at a low price. The cost will be reduced and the filling will be larger."

The person who sells wontons has written down, and I think it is the same.

While eating and walking, the news of their return was inevitably heard in Yu Mang's ears. Someone deliberately ran over and followed the two of them. The people watching outside watched themselves as the two of them were eating there, and they also gave some advice from time to time.

The minister of the sixth department, Mu Adenk, was heartbroken. He wanted to send someone to give an offensive order, but another voice in his mind warned him to be careful of being trapped.
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