Reborn as the God of Death and became the Captain of the Ten Blades

Although she didn't know why Mr. Big Bear knew that, her intuition told her that Mr. Big Bear had not lied to her.

Looking forward to today.

Li Chuan has advanced breath-concealing skills, and Bai Ya also suppresses his breath to the minimum, otherwise ordinary vagrants will be scared to death as soon as they get close to them.

Fei Zhen covered his forehead with his hands, looked around and walked forward.

"Kuchiki Hisa." Li Chuan shouted. Considering the other party's identity, the full name is more appropriate.

Bai Ya understood the meaning of Li Chuan's words, and somehow, he felt inexplicably relieved.

Feizhen was very anxious. Since her sister was not here, she would quickly look for her in another place. She had a lot of warm words to say to her sister.

Li Chuan walked in a direction that led to a food stall. There was a table-sized stove with a stove on it and a pancake in the middle, still emitting steam.

Colorful condiments were placed near the edge of the table, and the inside and outside of the condiment containers were covered with thick sediment.

“Knock… knock… knock…” He knocked on the table a few times. “Hey, you’re out. How long do you want to hide?”

Seeing that there was no movement, just when Li Chuan was getting a little impatient, an old head popped out from under the table curtain. He looked to be about sixty years old, and the years had left traces of vicissitudes on his face.

Perhaps it was because he saw the kind smile on Li Chuan's face that the old man seemed less nervous. He mustered up the courage to stand up, pretending to be calm, lowered his head, and asked carefully: "Sir, are you looking for me?"

"What's your business?"

The old man quickly replied: "It's a pancake. You can add eggs, pork skin, and vegetables."

He was afraid that if he was a second late he would anger the noble in front of him. You know, in the Wandering Soul Street, the nobles could arbitrarily control the life and death of the vagrants.

Even if the nobles are kind-hearted and don't take it seriously, it doesn't mean they are safe. There are countless vagrants who want to curry favor with the nobles. Once the nobles leave, you may die on the spot in the next second.

I secretly complained: "Why did you have to find me?"

Li Chuan turned his head and said, "Bai Zai, would you like to have one too?"

Baiya took a look and didn't show any disgust, but also said: "Mr. Daxiong, Baiya and Fei are really unnecessary." His voice was cold, making people unconsciously stay away from him.

The old man secretly glanced at Byakuya, then quickly looked away: "This is a noble. Any piece of jewelry on him can provide his ordinary companions with plenty of food and clothing for several years."

Alas, once again I lament the misfortune of my fate. Perhaps this is the only way I can find satisfaction in my situation.

"Well, Master, give me one portion and add one portion of all the auxiliary ingredients."

"Okay." The old man suddenly became happy.

Then he thought of something and took out a bottle-shaped container from an inconspicuous drawer below with a little difficulty.

He smiled sheepishly and said, "My Lord, the old man's craftsmanship is definitely not comparable to ours." He continued with a little pride, "This is the oil developed by the old man and his companions. Please taste it, my Lord."

After saying that, he turned on the stove, and when the temperature reached a certain level, he took out a brand new brush, dipped it in grease, and quickly brushed the stove. He did this repeatedly until he was satisfied.

Indeed, the oil in the bottle is of much better quality than that on the stove, and the aroma of meat wafts out with a sizzling sound.

The old man didn't lie, this oil is indeed good.

I watched him skillfully scoop up an appropriate amount of batter, spin it quickly on the stove, and spread the batter evenly in just a few strokes.

"Sir, do you want some chili?"

"Add more, put more."

"Okay." The old man stretched out the last line of his voice, wishing it could sound like a dolphin. He also found that the lord in front of him was different from the other nobles. He was very approachable, so his reservedness gradually eased, and he did not hesitate to show off to his colleagues hiding nearby.

Li Chuan found that the old man's soul power was not strong and he was still in the downtown area, so he asked: "Boss, how many streets like this are there in Xu Diao District?"

"There used to be two, but now there is only one." The old man said this and poured out everything he knew like pounding beans.

"Life is getting harder and harder. We have eaten everything we can eat in the wild, and it is becoming increasingly difficult to catch fish and shrimp in the river."

"Some die, some escape, and there will be fewer people left."

Having said that, Fei Zhen's heart tightened and her eyes began to turn red.

Noticing Feizhen's strangeness, Li Chuan changed the subject: "Boss, doesn't Xu Diao have a Death Patrol Guard?"

The old man lowered his head and answered, "Sir, there are some, but I don't know why they all disappeared last night."

"The guard team has left, but you still dare to set up a stall here. You are very brave." Li Chuan said with a smile. His kind words made the old man put down his fear, and the nearby merchants also heard it.

The brave ones secretly looked in the direction of Li Chuan, were shocked on the spot, rubbed their heads, and seemed unable to believe what they saw.

When did the nobles become so approachable? They looked at the old man with fiery envy and wished they could replace him.

This is a nobleman, some people will never see him in their entire life, and he is so approachable. Why didn’t I get this opportunity? They beat their chests and stamped their feet, regretting it so much.

If the nobles were impressed by his craftsmanship, he might be able to cross the social class barrier.

Just missed it like that, everyone's heart is bleeding.

The old man also noticed something unusual nearby and his smooth movements slowed down.

This is a silent show-off. I had a few conversations with the nobles today, and they even tasted my cooking. You guys should be envious. At this moment, the old man wishes time would go slower.

Li Chuan didn't care about his boss's little thoughts, but considering Bai Zai and his wife's consideration, he urged: "We are in a hurry, hurry up."

The old man did not dare to delay and quickened his pace. After a while, he took out the wrapping paper and put the prepared pancakes in.

Passed it to Li Chuan excitedly: "Sir, it's ready."

I took the pancake and the aroma hit my nose. There was steam coming out of it and the fat inside was still making a sizzling sound. I couldn't help but salivate. It was absolutely green and pollution-free, without any technology or hard work.

In his previous life, Li Chuan liked to eat Jianbing Guozi, and he had been eating it since he was a child. Whenever he saw someone selling it, he couldn't help but reminisce the flavor of the fireworks in the past.

"How much, boss?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man became anxious and said, "It's my honor that you can enjoy my cooking." He waved his hands quickly.

Feizhen was born in Xudiao and knew that their life was hard and that they had wasted a lot of time. If it weren't for Li Chuan facing him, Baiya would have exploded long ago.

Fei Zhen took out some silver and money from her bosom, a habit she had always kept, and handed it to Li Chuan.

"Mr. Big Bear, please give it to this old man."

When the old man heard the voice, he raised his head and looked at Feizhen. He was stunned on the spot, and his head was buzzing as if the morning bell was ringing.

I screamed wildly in my heart: "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible, it can't be her."