Selling Fried Tang San!

Tang San nearly fainted from anger!

He watched as men, women, and children flocked to the stall, vying to hand over their coins.

"Boss! Give me three skewers of fried Tang San!"

"I want two! To go!"

"Hey, look at this! It's drawn quite well, with those shifty eyes!"

"That's right! I heard that Tang San is exactly like that—a hypocrite, all talk and no action, but full of evil!"

An Tang San woman took the fried cake, snapped it in half with a bite, and her mouth was covered in grease.

"Pah! You wicked thing! You've ruined people!"

Tang San stood frozen at the back of the crowd, breathing rapidly.

He pinched his thigh desperately to keep from going berserk on the spot.

"I... I'm fucking fried cake?"

"Buy it and eat it?!"

But the most exciting part is yet to come.

The stall owner unfurled new goods, his shouts growing even louder.

"Fried Yu Xiaogang!"

"Bomb Dai Mubai!"

"Bomb Ma Hongjun!"

"We have them all!"

"Tang San!"

"Buy all three and get a discount, buy three get one free, and the free item is fried Tang San fragments! You can even make soup with them at home to vent your anger!"

Tang San's rationality nearly crumbled to dust.

"Phew! I'm not angry anymore!"

"Impulse is the devil!"

He clenched his back teeth, his cheeks puffing out like a toad's.

In the queue, a child looked up.

One of the girls noticed the problem, "Uncle, why are Yu Xiaogang and Dai Mubai's private parts bulging, but Tang San's are deflated?"

"Could it be a problem with your cooking skills?"

"How could that be?" the stall owner said with a kind smile. "Maybe Tang San was a bad guy, so he got crushed when he was fried?"

"Oh well, you'll understand when you grow up!"

The girl pouted, clearly not believing it.

But one of the boys was too blunt to admit it. "Are you stupid? Tang San is a transvestite! He's a eunuch! Eunuchs are flat-chested!"

"No lower body! Can't have children!"

"Huh? So he's not a man?"

"Of course not, at most you'd be considered a transgender person."

The little girl suddenly realized, "Boss! I want Tang San fried! Flat and crumpled, that'll be more satisfying to bite!"

The stall owner chuckled and handed it over, "Alright! You have good taste, little girl!"

Tang San stood outside the crowd, feeling as if his soul had left his body.

Floating in mid-air, looking down at this absurd scene.

You have already chosen a path to death!!!!!

"Hey? Brother."

Why are you just standing there staring? Want to buy one?

Tang San quickly lowered his head, "I won't buy it."

The stall owner glanced at her a few more times and said, "Strange, you look a bit like that Tang San transvestite."

Tang San was terrified, only then remembering that he had been angry earlier. His facial muscles twitched, and he was about to give himself away!

"No way! I'm just a passing peddler!"

"They have absolutely nothing to do with that transvestite!"

The stall owner scratched his head, but didn't press further. "Alright, since you're already here, why not give it a try?"

"My family's fried cakes are the best in Heaven Dou City. I guarantee you'll want more after you try them!"

Tang San, steeling himself, asked, "Do you have regular fried cakes? Not the human-shaped kind...?"

The stall owner was surprised, "Regular ones? Who would buy those? We stopped making them a long time ago!"

"These past two years, fried Tang San has been selling like hotcakes, it's making a lot of money!"

Tang San's stomach and brain were fighting each other. "Isn't there anything else?"

"No!" The stall owner waved his hand, pointing to four neat rows of fried cakes arranged next to the oil pan. "These are the only four! You can choose!"

Tang San stared at them, a brief but intense internal struggle raging within him.

at last--

"Give me two ' Fried Yu Xiaogang a type of fried dough)."

The stall owner beamed and quickly wrapped it up for him. "Alright! You have good taste, brother!"

"These Fried Yu Xiaogang) have to be eaten while they're hot; they won't be crispy enough when they're cold!"

Tang San took the oil paper package and looked down at it.

The fried cake was shaped like a bald, slightly hunched middle-aged man.

Tang San hesitated for a moment, but still took a bite.

Click--

The crispy pastry crumbles between your teeth.

The aroma of hot oil and flour, mixed with a slightly salty seasoning, explodes on the tongue.

Tang San blinked.

Um?

It actually tastes pretty good.

He looked down and saw the headless "Yu Xiaogang," paused for half a second, and then, as if possessed, bit again.

Click, click.

After two bites, "Yu Xiaogang" was completely gone.

Tang San licked the grease from the corner of his mouth, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

Then, he stuffed another piece of Fried Yu Xiaogang into his pocket.

"..."

He silently slapped out three Copper Soul Coin, "Three more strings of fried Dai Mubai."

The stall owner was genuinely delighted. While packing the food, he couldn't help but praise, "Brother, you're a really good guy!"

"Buying Yu Xiaogang isn't enough, they're also buying Dai Mubai!"

"It's obvious they deeply despise these four!"

Tang San's lips twitched. He took the oil paper package, lowered his head, and mumbled, "Um... yes, I utterly despise it."

He turned and left, his steps as fast as if he were being chased by a dog.

But after walking a few steps, I couldn't resist.

He pulled out the fried Dai Mubai and took a big bite.

Still crispy, with a rich wheat aroma.

Tang San felt a mix of emotions.

"It's actually quite delicious!"

"No, no, no!"

"What am I thinking!"

"This thing was made from me, Old Deng, and Mu Bai!"

"How could I possibly get addicted to it!"

"But... it really smells good..."

He quickened his pace, slipped into the deep alley, leaned against the wall, and devoured all three fried Dai Mubai in the oil paper package.

They even licked up the crumbs that fell on the paper!

After finishing his meal, he wiped his mouth, still wanting more.

She concluded--

Old Deng is more like Mu Bai.

We'll have to buy Old Deng again next time.

"Ahem, business comes first."

"First, find out where the teacher is."

"Once we find him and resolve the domain issue, I, Tang San, will still be the chosen one who can turn the world upside down!"

He took a deep breath, pulled his straw hat down low again, and blended into the crowd.

Several days later, hard work paid off.

Tang San finally found out Yu Xiaogang's whereabouts!

Doudou going around in circles, he finally met his beloved teacher at the entrance of the brothel.

However, at this moment, Yu Xiaogang's attire is truly unappealing...