Chapter 50
Mu Xiaohu misunderstood the reason why Rong Yuan was in a daze, and handed the tray forward again, saying enthusiastically: "It's delicious, sir, please try it!"
He stretched his head forward a little, and the breathing ball was about to touch Rong Yuan. Then he blinked and whispered, "Don't worry, this is a sample, it's free. You..." He turned his head and quickly glanced at the owner of the store, lowered his voice and said mysteriously like an underground party member, "You can take two pieces."
Rong Yuan smiled and really picked up a piece to taste. The cake was cut into small pieces, just the size of a bite, and melted in the mouth. The first taste was a cool sweetness, and then a fragrance that seemed strong but actually light exploded in the mouth, making people think of the gentle wind, milky white clouds, the vast sky and the faint moonlight. Closing your eyes, it was as if you were really in the void.
Rong Yuan opened his eyes and chuckled, "It tastes really good."
"Really? I told you it's delicious." Mu Xiaohu said proudly, with an expression that said "you can't go wrong if you listen to me." "And this is very filling! If you're hungry, have another piece!"
Rong Yuan didn't know how he came to the conclusion that he was hungry and had no money. Looking at his drooling expression, perhaps a hungry person would think that everyone else was not full.
“Gululu…”
Mu Xiaohu's stomach rumbled, but he didn't feel embarrassed. He laughed and said, "These cakes are so delicious. I feel hungry when I see them."
Rong Yuan said: "You haven't eaten for a few days, you must be starving."
"No, no, it's okay." Mu Xiaohu chuckled, "I used to go without food for more than a week. This little thing is nothing!"
Rong Yuan glanced at the tray and asked him, "Since you are hungry, why don't you eat a few pieces?" The breathing ball has a square movable pull plate in front of the mouth and nose to facilitate eating.
Mu Xiaohu glanced at the cute little snow-white cakes, swallowed his saliva, and shook his head firmly, "No, I'm an employee now, these are for guests to taste."
Thinking of teasing such a simple and serious child on the spaceship, Rong Yuan felt a little guilty and asked, "If I buy a cake, do you get a commission?"
"Yes, there is." After Mu Xiaohu nodded, he suddenly understood what Rong Yuan meant. He looked up at him suddenly, his eyes shining.
Rong Yuan smiled and said, "Then please introduce me to the products in your store."
The owner of the store was from Baiqi Star. He was fat and round , and looked like an inflated balloon. He looked very dissatisfied when he saw the newly hired salesman talking to one person for a long time, and he didn't attract so many potential customers coming and going on the roadside. When he saw Mu Xiaohu hinting that the man could eat a few more pieces, his face was as dark as if thunder and lightning were about to strike. Then when he saw the customer following Mu Xiaohu into the store, his expression immediately turned from cloudy to sunny, and he smiled like a stranger who met an old friend in a foreign land. Then Mu Xiaohu praised all kinds of desserts and drinks in the store eloquently, but the man just looked at them and didn't buy anything. His distant eyes didn't seem to be moved at all. The boss's face immediately fell again, as if someone owed him millions. If it weren't for the fact that harmony is the most important thing in doing business, he would have wanted to drive this poor guy out.
"Poor" Rong Yuan waited for Mu Xiaohu to introduce all the products, then nodded and said, "Sounds good, pack them all for me."
“All…all…all?!” the boss asked in shock, his voice rising several degrees, so shrill that it was about to break.
"Yes, all of them." Rong Yuan said. He glanced at Mu Xiaohu and said with a smile, "You sound so tempting. I can't help but want to try it."
Mu Xiaohu grinned widely, bright and without a trace of gloom.
The boss was overjoyed, and fearing that Rong Yuan would go back on his word, he hurriedly urged Mu Xiaohu to take out all the packaging boxes, and called all the chefs in the back kitchen. Together, they packed up everything in the store and calculated the total price. Rong Yuan left his delivery address, and the bracelet scanned the payment screen to complete the payment. Seeing the number added to his account, the boss was so happy that a big smile broke out on his face. After Rong Yuan walked a long way, he stood by the door, waving his hands and shouting enthusiastically: "Sir, we will have new products on the market tomorrow! There will also be discounts! Welcome to come next time!"
In the empty store, the two bracelets touched lightly, and the fat boss transferred Mu Xiaohu's commission to him. He also packed a bag of bread edges and some badly shaped biscuits from the kitchen and gave it to him, saying kindly: "I didn't expect you to be so lucky. Stay, I'll make you a formal employee and double... no, triple your salary, how about it?" He was not a fool, and naturally saw that the customer bought out all the goods in the store because of Mu Xiaohu.
Mu Xiaohu said happily: "No, I still have to go to the First Military Academy! Now that I have saved enough money for the boat fare, I will set off now." He bowed deeply and said: "Thank you for your care, boss. Although we have only been together for a short time, I will definitely miss you often in the future!"
"You don't have to miss me." The boss said realistically, "As long as you help me promote it in the future, it will be fine. I also want to sell cakes to the Imperial Capital Star!"
"Yes, I get it! The cakes here, boss, are the most delicious cakes in the universe!" Mu Xiaohu said sincerely.
The boss smiled and said modestly: "Haha, no no, I'm not that great, hahaha."
"Oh? Isn't it?" Mu Xiaohu said longingly, "So there are even better foods?"
The fat boss froze, looked at Mu Xiaohu for a long while, and then sighed: "Boy, are you smart or stupid?"
Rong Yuan left the cake shop with a paper bag in his arms. The bag was filled with some crystal clear desserts. He put one into his mouth from time to time as he walked. He looked no different from other tourists.
The shop owner sent all the other things Rong Yuan bought to the spaceship. No. 2, who had learned the whole process from the surveillance, would naturally receive them. The one in his hand was a gift from the fat boss, a small snack called Yunguo, which looked a bit like colorful jelly and was a bit crispy when bitten. The taste was sweet, spicy, salty, and varied. If you tasted it carefully, it seemed that each one tasted different. It was a snack that adults and children liked here.
Even when Rong Yuan was still an ordinary person without any special abilities, he rarely ate while walking on the street. Now he felt casual and interesting. Perhaps Baiqixing was a place that naturally had the magic of relaxing and enjoying life, or perhaps it was because he met interesting people. He was in a relaxed and happy mood that was rare in recent times.
However, this feeling did not last long.
Rong Yuan paused slightly and stopped.
This area is a bit remote compared to the commercial street in front, and even the air seems to be much quieter. There are seven or eight stalls on both sides of the road, selling cloaks, drinks, local specialties and so on. There are also a dozen passers-by on the street, some hurriedly passing by, some lingering in front of a stall, and some sitting on the benches by the roadside to rest. A man and a woman hugged each other and kissed against the tree, and their posture seemed to want to rub each other into their bodies. Several children were playing, jumping from the vines into the clouds below, and then floating up with their arms flapping, and their giggles were very crisp.
Everything seemed normal, but there seemed to be a subtle tension brewing in the air; even a tree, a flower, or a beam of light seemed solemn and murderous.
Rong Yuan stopped moving forward.
With his observation skills, he didn't notice anything unusual around him, but he decided to trust his intuition.
"Number Two, I don't think something is right." Rong Yuan asked softly, "Did you find any problem?"
Rong Yuan was wearing a small invisible intercom in his left ear, and at this moment, the voice of No. 2 could be heard from it: "There is nothing unusual at the moment. We are searching for the identities of all the people... There is nothing unusual in the identities; we are checking the recent surveillance footage... There is no problem with the footage, but there are blind spots in the surveillance; we are enabling in-depth search and cross-comparison..."
“Wow—”
At this moment, a shrill cry suddenly broke out from the children playing nearby. A little girl with blood all over her face stumbled over, followed by three or five boys. The tall and strong boy in front kicked the little girl down with a sudden kick, then rode on her and beat her violently left and right. The girl screamed, struggled and cried, but the boys behind her clapped and laughed, and whistled loudly from time to time.
All this happened just a few steps in front of Rong Yuan.
Several passers-by couldn't bear to watch, but they looked at each other and hesitated to move forward. The man in the couple wanted to come over with indignation on his face, but the woman next to him pulled him back and stopped him from coming over.
Rong Yuan watched coldly with an indifferent expression.
Seeing the girl's struggle becoming weaker and weaker, the boy's hands were covered in blood, but the force of his punches did not decrease at all, and his eyes became more ferocious and fierce. When he raised his fist high again, his wrist was suddenly grabbed.
Rong Yuan sighed and said, "That's enough."
The air seemed to be still for a moment.
The boy turned his head, his eyes as fierce as a lone wolf cornered in despair. He glanced at Rong Yuan, shook off his hand and ran away. The other children followed him and ran away. The beaten girl covered her face with her hands, curled up on the ground and sobbed.
Rong Yuan looked at her with complicated eyes, looking at her thin arms and the countless scars on her arms that were faint but still left traces. After a while, he squatted down, put the bag in front of her, and said, "Yun Guo, it's delicious, try a piece."
The girl's body trembled, and her limbs subconsciously contracted as if she was afraid of being beaten. Then she slowly raised her head, looked at Rong Yuan like a vigilant little animal, and stretched out her little hand towards the food bag.
Number Two's voice sounded: "Rong Yuan, you have to be careful. Although they have completely legal identities and growth records, they have no traces of their past existence - no consumption records, no punishment records, no group photos, no social circles. They are..."
Number Two's voice suddenly stopped, because four walls of light suddenly rose up around Rong Yuan, trapping him like a cage, and the top closed instantly. At first glance, the four walls seemed to be made of thin white railings, but the temperature around them began to rise slowly after they appeared, and the steaming air caused the light to show signs of distortion.
The passers-by, vendors, couples, and running children around all turned their eyes to Rong Yuan at the same time. Their faces could not be seen clearly in the mist, but it seemed that they did not look very surprised.
Number Two didn't finish his words, but Rong Yuan knew what he was going to say.
"I know." He said to himself, and his right hand grabbed the girl's small hand like lightning.
The palm of that hand opened like a petal, revealing a metallic muzzle.
Rong Yuan lowered his eyes and saw that the girl with blood on her face was also looking at him. Behind her messy hair, there were no tears, but a pair of eyes that were so calm that they were devoid of any emotion.
