Chapter 65: The Wind Rises (3)

It is only when you begin to take away what is within people, one hope at a time, that you can see what is inside that person. I just thought about the past few days. A lot of hope has been taken away, but some people are left with love, faith and courage, while others are left with hatred, doubt and despair.

- Gregory David Roberts, Xiang Taran

The setting sun pulls at the end of the street like a burning curtain.

Bai An sat in the snack tent set up on the side of the street, eating his dinner in the scorching nirvana scene.

Because it is still in the stage of incomplete recovery after surgery, it is not possible to eat too much greasy and fresh food.

When he was in Jiangnan, Old Man Hong wrote down a stack of recipes for medicinal food early and prepared them for this time.

Lunch doesn't matter, there are two meals in the morning and evening, the old man told him, whether he is there or not, he has to eat according to the recipe.

You don't have to have a few fixed dishes, just pay attention to a few ingredients.

The inconspicuous small shed where Bai An sits is a well-known porridge shop in the capital.

At the foot of the imperial city, Houhai is a must.

Don't look at the humble decoration venue, the dishes of this house are indeed the real gospel of foodies.

It's just that the price, it's a little expensive.

The first appetizer served is a small plate of pine nuts mixed with toon, pickled toon with small sharp and spicy, just right mixed with a little white sugar, a few brown pine nuts, shining with a bright emerald green luster, just one glance, can provoke people's index fingers.

The white fungus lotus seed soup is soft and sweet, and it falls quietly in the porcelain bowl, like a pool of amber of different color, scoop a spoonful, and the entrance will slide directly down the esophagus into the stomach, and the hot people's hearts are warm.

In the end, the guy wrapped the handle in a towel, and hurriedly sent a squatting black clay pot, which rested on the old table, but it was the same rustic, but when the guy opened the lid through the towel.

The strong fragrance suddenly overflowed, it was an original pure food aroma, and through the rising mist, it instantly hooked the mouth.

Yam stewed black chicken, the soup color is a clear and bright yellow, the ingredients are collected from the countryside, fresh and authentic, the taste is fresh and fragrant and tender, people can't help but spit out their tongues.

The last thing that came up was a small bowl of sour plum soup that had been cooled with ice, with a red and red color, refreshing and sweet in the mouth, and it was particularly intimate to relieve the heat in this unaired environment.

Even Bai An's usual pampering these days, his taste was unconsciously raised by Old Man Hong, and he still felt very comfortable eating at such a dinner.

Silently sweated.

In the distance, there was a burst of music, and the sound slowly grew heavier.

This is a huge drum music, with chimes, seven strings, and musical drums, which are strong and agitated, thick and long.

The road ahead was a little long, Bai An listened to the music, looked around, and his eyes fell on the alley on the right, the alley mouth was tortuous, and the walls were faintly reflected in the color of neon lights.

Orange and peach are intertwined, with a hint of hidden warmth that leads to a secluded place.

In the stamen is an adult Bai An, of course, he understands what kind of message this hue represents.

Great health care, gentle township, tsk...... The corners of Bai An's mouth hooked, and under the shadow of the peaked cap, the delicate and soft lines on his face pulled out an expression that all men understand.

The knuckles rubbed his chin for a while, and Bai An's beautiful glass-like eyes glanced at the location of the alley lightly, a little hesitant. The map showed the path to the place, and he could be sure that the alley was a direct shortcut to the square, and that it was more than a star and a half closer.

If he took the main road, he would have to turn at least two more streets.

Those who have experienced it know how difficult it is for the women who are blocked on the road in that realm, they are not afraid of being scolded without beating, their faces are as thick as city walls, and they are stuck like kraft candy, and they can't get rid of them.

Bai An squinted, only hesitated for a minute, and grinded his teeth slightly helplessly while listening to the music, there is no way, let's take a shortcut.

He pressed his hat, thought about it, and put the mask on again, after so much time, he knew how attractive his face was now...... Later, he was accidentally dragged away by an aunt or something, and it is estimated that it was not him who prostituted others, but someone else who prostituted him.

Ready to go, Bai An carried his schoolbag, lowered his head, tried his best to shrink his sense of existence, and walked directly into the alley.

Subconsciously glanced at it, and to his surprise, this place was not as messy as he expected, and the façade was very clean and bright. Silently raised his eyebrows slightly, pressed the brim of his hat, and didn't stop at all.

On the next road, it was smooth sailing, and there were few people on this bright and green road.

Bai An walked as his ears moved, and there seemed to be a noise under the music not far away, he raised his head slightly, and his eyebrows wrinkled incomprehensibly.

Passing a little further through a bend, his eyes fell on the group of noisy men and women gathered in a group, and he subconsciously paused.

It was not the noisy people who attracted him, but a car.

A car in the middle of the crowd that was also clearly the culprit that caused onlookers.

Crown Blue Lotus 007.

Bai An, who has specially browsed various famous brands in this world, of course remembers that this is a luxury car equivalent to another world's top Rolls-Royce.

The sound of the car's low-key and luxurious smooth lines, and the dark body with a faint blue light, all show a kind of indifference and nobility that should never appear in such a place.

The neon lights lining the warm smell of this street are becoming more and more out of place.

Bai An continued to walk forward, but his pace slowed down inadvertently, and no one paid attention to him anyway, and he was not in a hurry.

When he walked behind the outermost onlookers, he glanced curiously in the direction of the front of the car, and when his eyes reflected the figures of the two people, Bai An was slightly stunned.

One of them was the girl in black with his pants rolled up in the teahouse he had seen before.

The girl was dressed in a wide black short, the fabric was very old, it didn't fit, and it looked weird, so even if Bai An hadn't seen her face before, she came out at a glance.

Bai An's eyesight is very good.

Looking at the beauty under the lamp, just from such a distance, he clearly saw the girl's side face from a distance.

It was a very delicate side face, the skin was white, the lines were natural and charming, and it still looked childish because of its age, but the cheeks were not as round as a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, but looked thin.

She stood in front of the car, her face was indifferent, but the shock and helplessness between her eyebrows made the indifference show a strong taste.

Bai An paused, frowned, and moved his gaze to another tall man in a well-dressed suit in front of the car, the man turned his back to his direction, and he couldn't see his face and expression clearly, but this situation clearly looked like he was bullying people.

PS:To make it clear,This book is not Tanmei.,The male protagonist will also have an official girl.,Fenglou generally doesn't write Tanmei.,Writing won't be this one.,Write Tanmei at the starting point.,That's a hole in the brain.。

Also, Fenglou, I'm really serious and innocent to write about the intertwined fates of a few people, and the coincidence of meeting by chance when I was young, paving the way for some future developments such as slapping faces and making friends.

Emma, I'll definitely go to the little green screen when I write Tanmei, my Xiaobai really doesn't have a male CP, let the ball go.

The most important thing is that even if you YY, I understand, now everything is perishable, but for Mao my family Xiaobai is to suffer from the groove (╯‵□′)╯(┻━┻

Even if the real man wants to bend, he will attack!!