The Ming Dynasty: Starting with the Somersault Cloud, Old Zhu was so envious he cried!

The scene shifts back to the restaurant.

The female shopkeeper, Xiaoyu, and Xu Miaoyun stood neatly to the side, staring at Zhu Ming with shocked expressions.

Zhu Ming, with his small frame, sat down and began twirling his chopsticks.

A plate of braised pork, a whole roasted chicken, two large bowls of rice... they were gone in the blink of an eye.

The plates on the table emptied one by one at a visible rate.

When it's empty, with a wave of her little hand, it transforms into a table again.

Empty again, then change again.

The female shopkeeper's mouth opened wider and wider, until it was almost big enough to fit an egg.

She glanced at Zhu Ming's small belly, then at the pile of empty plates on the table, and only one thought occupied her mind.

Is this child... a reincarnation of a Pixiu?

Xiaoyu was completely stunned, dropping her cup to the ground, her face filled with an expression of "Brother is so amazing!"

Xu Miaoyun, however, was not surprised at all.

But seeing this scene before him, he couldn't help but rub his forehead.

The Sixth Prince's appetite has indeed improved again.

Finally, Zhu Ming put down his chopsticks and let out a satisfied burp.

"belch--"

The female innkeeper hurriedly stepped forward and asked cautiously, "Your Highness... have you eaten?"

Zhu Ming patted his flat stomach and said calmly:

"It's so-so, barely enough to fill me up."

The female shopkeeper: "..."

She slowly turned her head and looked at the pile of empty plates and bowls next to her, which looked like a small mountain. Her lips twitched violently.

She just counted, and all ten tables of dishes ended up in the stomach of the Sixth Prince alone.

You're telling me I'm only three-tenths full?

Fortunately, all the food was conjured up by the Sixth Prince out of thin air.

If she had to pay for just one meal, her little restaurant would probably go bankrupt.

No, I'm afraid all the restaurants in the entire county combined wouldn't be enough for this prince's meal.

After eating and drinking his fill, Zhu Ming wiped his mouth and prepared to get down to business.

He carefully folded the food tablecloth and put it back in his pocket.

Then, he reached into his pocket again.

Finally, he pulled out a few air pistols, slammed them on the table, and distributed them to everyone.

Xu Miaoyun's expression changed drastically when she caught sight of the several dark, black sleeves on the table. She exclaimed urgently, "Your Highness, why did you bring out these sacred artifacts?"

Zhu Ming said matter-of-factly, "Later I will lead you all to attack the county magistrate's residence."

"With so many people around, I'm worried I won't be able to keep up and protect everyone."

"So we specially prepared weapons for everyone to use for self-defense."

Weapons? Self-defense?

Is this really such a small thing?

The female shopkeeper suspiciously picked up a sleeve from the table, turned it over from side to side, and then brought it close to her eyes, squinting as she peered inside.

This thing... you call it a weapon?

Upon seeing this, Xu Miaoyun's expression changed drastically. She snatched the sleeve from the female shopkeeper's hand and said sternly, "Are you out of your mind? This thing is dangerous! You dare to point it at your eyes? Be careful your head doesn't blow up!"

The female shopkeeper, having had her item snatched away, rubbed her hand, which had been slapped, and said with some displeasure, "It's just a broken sleeve, what danger could it possibly pose?"

The voice just fell.

Zhu Ming picked up a sleeve, slipped it onto his index finger, aimed it at the counter three meters away, and uttered a single word: "Bang."

A burst of compressed air erupted from the sleeve, whistling past the female shopkeeper's ear.

"Boom!"

The sturdy wooden cabinet was blown to pieces, with wood chips flying everywhere.

The female shopkeeper froze on the spot.

The moment that air cannon whistled past her ear

She could even feel a scorching stream of air brushing past her earlobe, and her left ear was still ringing.

She slowly turned her head, looking at the pile of shattered wood chips from the cabinet behind her.

Just now she was holding the cannula and squinting as she peered inside.

The next second, the female shopkeeper's legs went weak.

He collapsed to the ground with a thud, his face deathly pale, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.

She opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a single word; only a "clucking" sound came from her throat.

A warm current was faintly flowing from my lower body.

I was so scared I almost peed my pants.

It took the female shopkeeper a long time to recover from her shock.

The first thing she did after getting up from the ground was to bow repeatedly to Xu Miaoyun and apologize: "Miss Xu, I was blind and ungrateful. Thank you so much for saving my life..."

Xu Miaoyun rolled her eyes upon hearing this and said irritably, "Now you know how powerful this thing is, right?"

The female shopkeeper nodded emphatically, her head bobbing like a rattle drum.

She finally understood.

What the Sixth Prince pulls out of his pocket, even if it's just an ordinary little wooden stick, might just be the Monkey King's golden cudgel!

Since then,

She no longer dared to underestimate this prince who looked only six years old.

Zhu Ming pulled out three air pistols in total, giving one to Xu Miaoyun and two to the female shopkeeper.

As for Xiaoyu? She's still young, so it's best not to let her touch such dangerous things.

Just be a decorative accessory and that's fine!

The female shopkeeper took the pistol, carefully put it away, then, as if remembering something, looked up and asked:

"Your Highness, you've left all the weapons to us, so what will you do?"

Zhu Ming smiled mysteriously and remained silent.

Then, he pulled a giant sleeve out of his pocket.

Other people's air pistols are worn on their fingers.

He wore it all over his arm, making it look like he was carrying a small cannon.

Zhu Ming brandished the "cannon" on his arm and said smugly:

"This will do for me!"

The female shopkeeper stared in disbelief at the "small cannon" on Zhu Ming's arm.

That tiny sleeve was incredibly powerful, blasting a counter that was over a meter tall into pieces.

And this one in front of her... in terms of size alone, is dozens of times larger than the one in her hand!

If that shot lands, will there be anyone left on the other side?

The female shopkeeper swallowed hard, and an absurd idea popped into her head.

The Sixth Prince doesn't seem to be going to seek revenge; it looks more like he's going to conquer and seize territory.

Next, everyone began to pack and prepare.

Zhu Ming and Xu Miaoyun were already dressed neatly, so there was nothing to tidy up.

The main problem was that the female shopkeeper's buttons had just popped open, revealing most of her chest.

How could I possibly seek revenge looking like this?

She quickly went into the inner room to change her clothes.

After a moment, the female shopkeeper came out from the inner room.

Not only did he change his shirt to a clean one, but he also changed his pants...

Xu Miaoyun's gaze lingered on her pants for a moment.

The female shopkeeper's cheeks flushed instantly, and she turned her face away somewhat awkwardly.

Just now, when the Sixth Prince demonstrated the power of the air pistol,

Although she wasn't actually scared enough to wet herself, she still leaked a tiny bit.

You can't exactly go around attacking people while wearing wet pants, can you?

Once everything was ready, the group set off!

Zhu Ming walked in the very middle, which also meant he was at the very front.

Her small frame was ramrod straight, her face expressionless, only her eyes held a coldness beyond her years.

Xu Miaoyun and the female shopkeeper followed closely behind him, one on each side, half a body length behind.

Their faces were equally grim.

Even Xiaoyu, who was being led by the female shopkeeper, had a serious expression on her face, as if she were also going to take revenge.

The four of them walked forward in silence.

The sunlight shone on them, casting four long shadows.

This scene is strikingly similar to the one in "A Better Tomorrow" where Mark and his two companions, dressed in trench coats, go to seek revenge.

However, the one in the lead was only up to the other people's waists in height.