Although there is a character in East Street, it is not in the east of Yucheng, but in the southwest. The word "east" in Dongjie was not originally this east, but the winter of winter.

The origin of the name has its historical origin, because in ancient times this was the slum area of Yucheng, and since ancient times, the poor people had difficulty in winter, so it was also called Winter Street. Probably because the original "winter" always reminds people of the ghost gate at the end of this year, and the old people gradually call this "winter" the word east.

East Street is not on the east side, but it has a bit of unique humor of Yucheng people.

Today, it has gradually developed into the largest residential area, and countless foreigners have settled here. Naturally, the housing prices of East Street, regardless of whether the house is good or bad, as a group performance at the bottom level. It is a great blessing to be able to rent a corner or a bed here.

Because it means that there will be more opportunities to get jobs.

Bai Su followed Qin Zhao's footsteps, stopped and stopped, and it took a quarter of an hour to reach East Street.

Actually, it's not a long way to go. But Bai Su's foot was injured after all, and if he walked around casually, he was afraid that it would also attract unnecessary attention, so it took a little longer to walk on the road.

There was another round of twists and turns, and the route was twists and turns. The place is extremely remote, passing through various shaded streets and willow alleys, and the air is filled with the stench of underground gutters. A few half-grown children noisily shuttled through the alleys, and there were no adults to supervise them.

For these scenes, Bai Su was not impatient, and quietly remembered these scenes and pictures in his mind.

At this time, the route of travel was folded, and at a corner, Bai Su reached his destination.

The façade is a few years old, the bluestone slab brick wall is covered with a heavy moss green, and the wooden door frame has a few gaps in the years. The whole store blends in with its surroundings, and if you go too fast, this small store is very easy to skip.

However, to Bai Su's surprise, there was a quaint plaque hanging on some narrow lintels, with three characters on it, Chunlai Pavilion, which should be the meaning of rejuvenation of the wonderful hand.

The purpose of causing Bai Su is that the handwriting on this plaque is somewhat extraordinary, thin and powerful, strong and strong, and super-earthly, which should be from the hands of ancient masters.

It's just that the plaque is a little old, and the font is a little mottled and worn.

Bai Su said in his heart, it's a pity.

followed Qin Zhao into the store, looking inconspicuous on the outside, but there was something inside. The space in the store is not large, but it is full of medicine cabinets of various eras, which are orderly in chaos and have their own rules.

The air was filled with all kinds of medicinal smells, and Bai Su carefully identified them in the depths of her memory, but let her find a few wisps of familiar and precious medicinal herbs.

In addition to this, there was also some useless weed taste, and Bai Su instantly realized.

After Qin Zhao entered the store, he looked around, and there was no one in the store. But he said aloud unhurriedly: "Old Yutou, I've come out to meet guests." ”

As soon as the words fell, a round head suddenly appeared from the secret door of the cubicle next to him.

A wrinkled face with a light white goatee and eyes narrowed into a line.

When he opened his mouth, he showed a few old yellow teeth: "Yo! Isn't this Lao Qin? Where did you break it? Or did you fall? Why did you have time to kidnap me today?"

Qin Zhao smiled and didn't get angry: "Old Yutou, your mouth is really bad, and you have to be cursed by you if you have nothing to do." ”

"Then you have good arms and legs, why are you running here? Now, the smell of wine is also afraid of deep alleys. If my small shop doesn't open again, I'll be too old to make up this coffin. ”

"You are really afraid to come to this shop, you are not sick or well, but your wealth is broken. ”

"Hey, you can't talk nonsense. I am old at the head, in this Yucheng duty business for decades, Chunlai Pavilion is a time-honored brand, hard reputation. ”

As if he was afraid that Qin Zhao would continue to expose him, Lao Yu's eyes turned and his gaze fell on Bai Su. His fingers twisted his white beard, the corners of his mouth were crooked, his eyes were slanted, and he said to Qin Zhao: "Old Qin, it's amazing! I haven't seen you for a while, but you ...... Hehe, the little girl is really handsome!"

When Qin Zhao heard this, his face sank instantly: "Old Yutou, I'm a big man, and I'm doing this again." It's okay for you to tease me, but don't bring other people's little girls. ”

Old Yu Tou saw Qin Zhao's black face that sank in an instant, and his heart was secretly strange, but he also hurriedly piled up a smiling face full of folds, and said a little funny: "Come! Let me see where the little girl is hurt?"

At this time, Qin Zhao's phone rang, and after answering a few times, he looked up and said, "I made an appointment here, and now I have to hurry over." Old Yutou, you have to treat the little girl well, I introduced the person, you don't cheat others, the price is negotiable. ”

"Come on, don't you send it away! I'm old enough to never cheat people!"

Although he is always a liar, he will not mess with acquaintances.

Qin Zhao instructed Bai Su again: "Your foot injury should be treated well, and it will take 100 days to hurt your muscles and bones, but don't leave any sequelae." When your feet are healed, I'll find you to work. ”

Bai Su smiled and nodded, and Qin Zhao walked out of the door with confidence.

Hearing this, Lao Yutou lowered his head and looked at Bai Su Wuqing's ankle, "Hey, this foot injury is quite serious, the little girl is silent, and her heart is tenacious." Come on, I'll take a good look at you!"

Bai Su moved his feet quietly, "Grandpa Yu, it's late, I'm in a hurry to go home." Or you can give me some medicine, and I'll go back and use it myself. ”

"Well, if you want to do this, then I'll get you some medicine. But when the time comes, it's slow, don't say that I'm too old to give you a good treatment. Na, this medicine is homemade, but the effect is much better than that on the market, and it is applied to massage in the morning and evening. The price is also cheap, 15 yuan a box. ”

Bai Su paid the money happily, and then pointed to a herb next to him that had not yet been concocted, "Grandpa Yu, can you give me a little of this herb?" I saw that this herb smelled good, so I took it and put some at home to taste it." ”

Lao Yutou glanced at Bai Su's fingers, the herb was not valuable, so he readily agreed.

As soon as Bai Su put the wrapped ointment and herbs into his arms, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps and commotion outside the door.

"Old Yutou come out and take a look, there is a lot of blood!" A tall man of 1.8 meters walked in with a man with blood on his hands.

"I'll see what's wrong!"

Probably because the situation of these two people is too special, along the way, I don't know how many people have been attracted, and the door of Chunlai Pavilion was instantly surrounded tightly.

Bai Su was naturally blocked in the house.

And the person who was supported by the door was a middle-aged man, wearing a set of robes from the Republic of China period, and his temperament was very similar to that of an old pedant, which crew should have just come out.

However, the most striking thing is that his blood-stained palm was pierced by a ten-centimeter spike. The blood fell to the ground with a tick, and the picture looked very cautious.

Seeing this, the old man instantly made a way and let the tall man sit on the chair beside him with the old pedant.

He was holding a set of gold needles and a medicine box in his hand, his movements were fast and neat, but his mouth was unforgiving, and he also gloated and ridiculed with three points: "This injury is serious! Lao Zhang, what should you touch that shouldn't be touched? This is your right hand that writes, and if you are injured like this, you will not be able to work for a few months!"

"Oh yo, light, it hurts me to death! Old Yutou, you don't have to say a few words, I'm not unlucky!" The old pedant surnamed Zhang was covered with cold sweat and trembling in pain, "It's all to blame for my little rabbit cub with the props of the whole crew, and the nailed door panel may not be collected, but it was put on the table in a daze, didn't I bring reading glasses?

"Hehe, then you really deserve to be unlucky! your own boy, you can't blame others. ”

"That's not the worst of all!"

"Oh?

"Didn't the crew of the new version of the Red Mansion enter the scene some time ago? This kind of literary masterpiece, big production and big scene, more than 100 stars have joined the group, who doesn't want to earn him a vote. I finally took over the job. Now I hurt my hand just after signing the contract, do you think it's bad? Alas, don't say it, don't say it......"

"Hey, it is said that the director is still the famous female TV series director Wang Fengying, who has always been strict and harsh, so you can't offend her for this delay. ”

"Well, who's to say it's not? I can't find a replacement for a while, and there aren't many people who can do calligraphy these years......"

When everyone at the door heard this, there was another sigh and commotion, and they didn't like to see the excitement. Bai Su looked at the opportunity, took advantage of the commotion of the crowd, and finally broke through the encirclement and walked out of the Chunlai Pavilion with a limp.

With his memory, he walked back to the main street of East Street, and bought a bowl of the cheapest green onion noodles on the street to pad his stomach, the clear soup is not watery, the taste is really average, fortunately, he can fill his stomach, there is no trace of Bai Su, and even the last mouthful of soup is drunk.

The warm stomach gives Bai Su a sense of fulfillment to live for himself.

The noodle shop proprietress put down her chopsticks under the look of shock. She was just about to leave, but a female voice came from behind her, and her tone was familiar: "Bai Su, why are you here?"

Does anyone know her?