Night Market Hundred Scenes

Chu Men activated his livestream panel, glanced at the overwhelming flood of comments in the chat, and felt he had struck gold.

Others had to deliberately stage stunts for their streams, but his content was entirely organic!

"Lin Xiaoyu? Accept the connection!"

Chu Men didn't rush to speak with Lin Xiaoyu; instead, he turned to the old farmer, acting like a reporter covering local affairs:

"Old timer, the rain just stopped, and you're already out here setting up shop?"

The old farmer sighed and wiped the sweat from his face with his sleeve:

"My grandson is having his spirit awakening next month. If he can manage even a half-level of spirit power, this old man will finally have something to look forward to."

"That's why I brought some lotus pods from home to sell. Spirit master academies charge quite a bit for tuition, you see."

The old farmer's tone started off bitter, but as he spoke, he grew more animated, his eyes gradually filling with hope!

Chu Men chewed on a lotus seed, savoring the taste.

Xiao Wu followed Chu Men's lead, hitched up her skirt, and squatted down:

"Grandpa, you can apply for a work-study program at the academy. It doesn't cost any tuition. Plus, after the spirit awakening, you can go to Spirit Hall to collect a subsidy."

The old farmer was stunned, his voice stuttering: "This... I've never heard of that. Is it true?"

"This weirdo... Teacher Chu, he's a teacher at a spirit master academy. Grandpa, ask him!"

Xiao Wu pointed a small finger, creating trouble for Chu Men.

The old farmer hurriedly grabbed a few more lotus pods and shoved them into Chu Men's hands without a word.

Chu Men said helplessly: "Old timer, I'm a lecturer at Lanba Advanced Spirit Master Academy, so I'm not really familiar with the primary spirit master level."

As he spoke, Chu Men glared at Xiao Wu:

"To collect a subsidy from Spirit Hall, you have to be at least a level ten spirit master!"

This innate full spirit power Soft-Bone Rabbit really was oblivious to the ways of the world!

In the end, this unprofessional reporter gave the old farmer a few gold spirit coins and bought all the lotus pods.

Entering the night market, the further they walked, the brighter the light became.

Xiao Wu held the half-pod she had just snatched, curiously peeled out a seed, and popped it into her mouth, lotus skin and all.

After chewing a few times, her little face scrunched up, and her eyes welled with tears:

"It's so bitter, weird uncle! You lied to me!"

Chu Men burst into laughter and handed her a bottle of honey water:

"Silly girl, the heart of the lotus seed is bitter! Hahahaha!"

Xiao Wu waved the lotus pod indignantly, then took out another seed and, under Chu Men's guidance, removed the green lotus heart.

"Wow, so sweet!"

"You're being way too dramatic!"

Chu Men watched Xiao Wu's rabbit ears perk back up, twitching back and forth, and couldn't help but smile.

Turning a street corner, the bustle of the Tiantou Night Market suddenly crashed into view.

The bluestone pavement, scrubbed clean by the rain, reflected the lanterns hanging from the stalls on both sides.

Combined with the spirit-guided lamps of the street-side shops, it looked like a river flowing with crushed gold.

The charred aroma of roasted meat, the sugary sweetness of syrup, the fragrance of deep-fried pastries, and a faint, fresh scent of grass and trees mingled with the cool evening breeze, washing over them.

The hawking of vendors, the laughter of children, and the clinking of copper coins in trade intertwined—lively, yet not chaotic!

With figures moving to and fro, pots, pans, and bowls, this cleanest of nights wove a picture of the most vibrant human life.

[Holy crap, this Douluo Night Market is so immersive.]

[I can already smell the food—forget it, I'm going out to shop, sisters!]

[So this is what the night market in Douluo Continent is like! Domestic tourist attractions, take notes!]

[Insider info: I hear there are already plans to build a Douluo City, with strong support from the culture and tourism departments...]

Xiao Wu gripped Chu Men's hand tightly in excitement, her eyes wide and round, her little head turning left and right, finding everything fresh and new.

Soon, the two arrived in front of a stall.

It was a small stand selling pan-fried Earth Spirit Root.

The vendor was a middle-aged woman holding an iron spatula.

The thick slices of Earth Spirit Root sizzled on the iron plate, their edges fried to a crisp, with tiny oil bubbles rising on the surface.

The woman flipped them occasionally and sprinkled on a handful of spices, the aroma instantly drifting far away.

"Boss, two portions!" Chu Men handed over two silver spirit coins.

The woman quickly skewered them with bamboo sticks, giving one portion to Chu Men and one to Xiao Wu:

"Take your little sister out for some fun; the little girl is truly beautiful!"

Chu Men smiled but did not answer.

Xiao Wu, on the other hand, was busy enjoying the crispy yet soft texture of the Pan-fried Earth Spirit Root, her little head nodding away.

It was unclear whether she was acknowledging their brother-sister relationship or expressing her approval of the woman's culinary skills.

The two soon arrived at the next stall, which sold fried meatballs.

This stall owner was quite perceptive and handed the entire bag of meatballs to Chu Men.

Chu Men skewered one and chewed it, noting that it wasn't spirit beast meat:

"This isn't good; it's too spicy."

Xiao Wu looked a bit disappointed and continued searching ahead.

Huh?

Wait!

Xiao Wu's ears were very sharp, and the "munching" sound behind her hadn't stopped at all!

She reacted immediately!

That detestable weird uncle!

"You liar! I smelled the fragrance; I want to eat it! I want to eat it!"

Xiao Wu began to protest.

Chu Men looked at the clever little rabbit and chuckled, just about to feign a lapse in defense, when he saw Xiao Wu suddenly leap!

The oil-paper bag was snatched away!

Xiao Wu looked at the golden meatballs in the bag, opened her small mouth, and took a fierce bite, not even caring about the chili powder smudged on the corners of her lips.

While eating, she mumbled indistinctly, "It's delicious, and it's not spicy at all! That weird uncle is just a liar!"

[The streamer's conscience is seriously rotten!]

[The comment section already has master artists making memes; Sister Xiao Wu's heaven-defying leap! Too cute!]

[Streamer, take a taste of Sister Xiao Wu's--Explosive Eight-Stage Throw!]

Watching Xiao Wu with her face glistening with oil, Chu Men pulled out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the corners of her mouth.

He laughed and teased:

"Look at you, eating non-stop all day long; aren't you afraid of getting fat?"

"But that's fine too. Even if I'm raising a little pig, it might not save money, but it saves me worry, haha!"

"Hmph! You're the little pig!"

Despite her words, Xiao Wu hesitated for a long time with the new meatball she had skewered, but eventually, she held it out to Chu Men.

Chu Men leaned down and took a bite; it was delicious.

The lamplight bypassed Chu Men's shoulder and spilled onto Xiao Wu's face.

Her eyes were bright and sparkling, as if filled with stars.

The two ate and strolled along, soon arriving at a performance area.

A crowd had gathered here, with cheers rising one after another.

Chu Men held Xiao Wu's hand and squeezed to the front of the crowd.

In the center of the area lay a tattered red cloth, where three spirit masters were performing.

The first to take the stage was a young girl in a pale green dress, who looked to be about twelve or thirteen years old.

She summoned her martial soul—a white dandelion.

Then, a white spirit ring rose beneath her feet.

"First spirit skill, Dance of the Dandelion!"

The young girl gave a light shout, and the dandelion martial soul she held high instantly scattered, transforming into countless tiny white fluff flowers that drifted slowly through the air.

Under the illumination of specialized spirit-guide lamps, the sky full of flying flowers looked like a romantic snowfall.

The fluff landed on the hair and shoulders of the audience members.

Xiao Wu curiously touched one, and the fluff flower turned into specks of light and vanished.

[Wow! This is so beautiful!]

[The language of the dandelion is a love that cannot stay!]

[What a romantic martial soul! Send a little heart to the girl; streamer, don't you dare pocket it!]

Chu Men was feeling generous, but he didn't want to be too flashy, so he tossed a silver spirit coin as a token of appreciation.

The second to take the stage was a chubby middle-aged man.

He laughed heartily, cupped his hands in a salute, and summoned his martial soul—

A massive black iron pot!

Immediately following, two yellow spirit rings rose from beneath his feet!