Quick wear to greet His Royal Highness the Demon King

Chapter 660
Lin Gang didn't connect his anomaly to Mu Zhi at all.

In Lin Gang's heart, before and after Mu Zhi unleashed the life-changing spell, the only thing that changed was his mind...

Although he knew that his daughter was a half-demon, Lin Gang also listened to Mu Yunqing's science popularization before.

A half-demon is very weak and has no ability.

Therefore, Lin Gang didn't think about Mu Zhi.

Mu Zhi, who practiced early but pretended to sleep, didn't know that Lin Gang had such a big misunderstanding last night because of her small actions.

This caused Mu Zhi to try his best to persuade Lin Gang to rest earlier every night for a period of time afterwards.

Of course, this is a follow-up.

After improving the strategy this time, the efficiency increased rapidly.

There were a lot more mint cakes than last night, but they were sold out in much less time than yesterday.

There are two reasons.

As soon as Lin Gang went out and shouted, more people knew about it, so they came to buy it.

Secondly, on weekdays, everyone eats stuffed buns, fried dough sticks, bean curd and siu mai. Suddenly, a mint cake seller came. Everyone thought it was novel, so they bought it and tried it.

It's not that no one is envious, but after all, Lin Gang doesn't sell much, and he can't steal much business from them.

But there are also people who think about the long term.

The owner of a steamed stuffed bun stall where Lin Gang used to buy breakfast saw that Lin Gang came to buy steamed stuffed buns again, and while offering Lin Gang steamed stuffed buns, he pretended to ask casually:

"Old Lin, what's the matter with you these two days? Either you sell flowers or pastries, what's the matter? You don't sell meat anymore?"

Lin Gang didn't notice the other party's small thoughts, and smiled honestly: "We still have to sell it."

Lin Gang didn't know Mu Zhi's specific plan, he only thought that Mu Zhi did this to get rid of the flowers and plants in his hands quickly.

Although the wood branches will grow flowers in the future, the flowers will not be sold every day.

So Lin Gang doesn't intend to throw away his old business.

The steamed stuffed bun stall owner breathed a sigh of relief, but still half-jokingly said:
"I thought, Lao Lin, you would switch to selling breakfast in the future."

Although Lin Gang was a bit dull, he was not stupid after all, and he noticed the careful thought of the owner of the steamed stuffed bun stall.

Lin Gang still smiled innocently: "How can I? I can't get up so early every day."

The main thing is that the things are made of wooden branches, Lin Gang is reluctant to let his precious daughter be tired.

The owner of the steamed stuffed bun stall immediately agreed: "Yes, yes, I am tired after waking up in the morning!"

After taking the buns back, Lin Gang couldn't help but sigh in his heart for Mu Zhi's cleverness.

It's a good thing that he is far away, and some people still feel uncomfortable like this. If he is closer, wouldn't there be more people who are dissatisfied with him?

Although Lin Gang has been selling meat in Qingquan Town for many years, his roots are still inferior to the aborigines in the town.

Lin Gang was not willing to offend them unless it was absolutely necessary.

After Lin Gang left, the owner of the steamed stuffed bun stall chatted with the owners of several nearby stalls.

"What's going on with Butcher Lin these days? He doesn't even sell meat anymore!"

One boss was quite resentful: "Hey, who knows? Yesterday I sold flowers, and today I'm robbing us of business!"

The owner of the steamed stuffed bun stall was calm: "Butcher Lin said that he will not sell pastries in the future, one by one, don't worry!"

The other boss laughed and said, "That's true. I've heard people say that Butcher Lin's wife died, and the only girl in the family is a fool. Let Butcher Lin sell breakfast, how can he sell it?"

"What?! Butcher Lin is just a fool's daughter?" Lin Gang's previous boss was surprised, and there was a bit of gloating in his tone.

(End of this chapter)