The delicate boy I picked up after traveling through the book is a big devil

"We bought some lard and salt. We need to stock up slowly. I heard it snows here in winter and it's very cold." Song Yu said as he walked.

Su He was listening quietly beside her.

When it came to pork jerky, Song Yu selected the meat while asking the boss if he could deliver the meat if he bought a lot. The delivery didn't have to be far, he could just deliver it to the town entrance.

The boss asked Song Yu how much he wanted to buy.

While Song Yu was bargaining with the boss, Su He was attracted by the storytelling sounds coming from the teahouse next door.

The storyteller slammed his gavel and said, "When the devil was dying, he tried to drag Master Fu down with him. Master Fu, with his Jinghong Sword, severed the devil's tendons with his backhand, and with a single palm strike, knocked him off the cliff. From then on, the trouble was eradicated forever, and peace returned to the martial arts world."

"Good, well said. The big devil is finally dead. We don't have to worry about him harming people anymore." Some audience members led the applause.

There was an uproar and everyone applauded.

Seeing such a good atmosphere, the storyteller showed a look of satisfaction on his face.

The audience below was very interested and cheered one after another, hoping that the storyteller would perform another stanza.

At this time, Su He, who was outside the teahouse, had a gloomy face and clenched fists.

If he hadn't suppressed himself with all his might, he would have rushed in and massacred the teahouse next time.

"Suhe, Suhe?" I heard a shout in my ears.

Su He came to his senses and his complexion had returned to normal.

"What's wrong?" Su He asked.

Song Yu frowned slightly and said, "I was just about to ask you what's wrong and what you're thinking about. I see you don't look very well, are you feeling unwell?"

Su He looked at Song Yu, who was completely clueless, and said, "It's nothing. I just had a vague flash of thought in my mind."

"Really? You remembered it?" Song Yu was a little surprised.

Su He shook his head and said, "No, it was just some blurry fragments that flashed by. I couldn't tell what they were."

Song Yu was a little disappointed when he heard this, but instantly became more motivated and said, "It's okay, maybe he's slowly recovering. Maybe soon, you'll remember everything."

Su He nodded in agreement and asked, "Have you reached an agreement with the boss?"

Song Yu nodded and whispered, "I bought five taels directly. The boss readily agreed. I paid a two-cent deposit and asked him to deliver it to the town entrance at the agreed time."

"Okay, what else do you want to buy?" Su He asked.

Song Yu said, "Salt and rice."

"Okay, let's go." Su He said.

Before leaving, Su He glanced at the teahouse and saw that the storyteller inside was already telling a new story.

Su He's eyes were full of murderous intent, like a lion lurking in the dark, waiting for the right moment to kill its prey with one blow.

To buy salt, you need to go to a special salt shop. Nowadays, salt is still controlled by the state and private individuals are not allowed to sell it.

"Ouch," suddenly, Song Yu was bumped on the shoulder and an old woman fell to the ground suddenly.

Song Yu was caught off guard by the sudden situation.

"Mom, what's wrong with you, Mom." Before Song Yu could react, a burly man rushed out from somewhere, knelt on the ground, and cried and wailed at the old woman who was lying on the ground.

After Song Yu reacted, he immediately squatted down and wanted to check on the old woman's condition.

But the man pushed him away: "Get out of here, what do you want to do? It's not enough that you killed my mother, what else do you want to do?"

Song Yu said: "I just want to save her. I'm a doctor, let me take a look first."

"Bah, you shitty doctor, you're the one who hit my mother." The man said nothing and refused to let Song Yu check.

Song Yu was pushed by the man and leaned back, almost falling. Fortunately, Su He appeared behind him in time and blocked her.

Hearing the man's words, he pulled Song Yu up again.

"Are you okay?" Su He checked Song Yu's body worriedly.

Song Yu shook his head: "I'm fine." Then he looked at the man who was still wailing on the ground.

In this situation, how can you not see that this is the ancient version of "bumping into cars"?

"Stop crying. How much money do you want?" Song Yu looked at him and asked.

When the man heard this, he stopped crying instantly, but he still stared at Song Yu with resentment and said, "You hit my mother, what's your attitude?"

Then, he changed the subject and said, "I'm not an unreasonable person. I won't pursue the matter of the hundred taels."

"How much?" Song Yu stared at the man in disbelief.

This man really dares to ask for such a high price.

The hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum she picked weighed two kilograms and was only sold for two hundred and eighty taels, but this man asked for one hundred taels.

"One hundred taels, not a penny less, otherwise no one can leave today." The man said viciously.

People gradually gathered around to watch the fun.

Everyone was pointing and talking about the scene, and it seemed that someone recognized the mother and son.

Song Yu listened carefully, and only heard something like "this scoundrel is using this trick again."

It seems he is still a veteran.

Song Yu said directly: "No."

"No? Then today's matter will not be so easy." The man stood up, clasped his hands together, and his fingers crackled as he exerted force.

Seeing this, Su He's eyes flashed with a gleam of light. He grabbed Song Yu's hand and was about to pull her behind him.

Unexpectedly, Song Yu got there first and stood in front of him, facing the bully in front of him without fear: "What do you want to do?" Song Yu asked.

Su He looked at Song Yu who was protecting him behind him. His frail body showed no sign of retreating.

This was the first time since he was born that someone took the initiative to protect him.

"What do you want to do? I want you to know who has the final say here." The man had a fierce look on his face and gradually approached Song Yu.

The people around looked worried, but no one wanted to help.

Judging from their expressions, they knew this man and seemed to have been persecuted by him in the past.

So when facing Song Yu, they were worried and felt pity for him, but they did not dare to step forward easily.

Song Yu reached into the shoulder bag he had sewn and touched a bottle of pepper spray.

This was what she brought with her after traveling through time.

Every time she goes on a long trip, her mother asks her to take it with her.

The thing is not big and can be held in one hand.

Just take it out and spray it at a man, and even the most evil person will have to stay away from you.

So Song Yu was actually not that panicked.

"Ouch," the bully suddenly covered his ears and screamed, "Who, who is that bastard who dares to harm me?"

He felt a sharp pain in his ears.

"Oh my god, it seems to be bleeding." A cry of surprise came from the crowd.

The man took his hand away, it was covered in blood and his ear had been cut off.

"Ah... my ears, my ears." The man knelt on the ground in pain.

The old woman who had fainted on the ground woke up in an instant.

When he opened his eyes, he saw his son bleeding on the spot.

Song Yu was also shocked by this scene. How could his ears suddenly fall off?

"Son, what happened to you?" The old woman was so scared that her face turned pale.

She had never encountered such a situation before, and she was panicked and didn't know what to do.

The man was still wailing: "My ears, my ears."

The people around him retreated, fearing that his blood would splash on them.

Song Yu was also pulled several steps away by Su He and almost bumped into his elder sister who was holding a flower pot behind him.