"Noodles! ”

"Thank you!"

Two men sat together at a table at a noodle stall on the street.

In front of the table are two bowls of noodles, strong noodles kneaded from white flour, served with green onions and pot dishes, and dried spicy seeds are spread on top and splashed with boiling oil.

This is the oily noodles.

"Let's eat!" Li Qinglian stirred with chopsticks, and then began to eat.

As soon as you enter the mouth, the aroma of green onions after the oil is poured on the face, and the width and strength of the noodles make the people who eat them refreshed.

"It's just almost something!" After a few bites, he always felt uneasy, and he shouted to the boss, "Boss, come on garlic." ”

"Give, objectively your garlic. ”

Taking the garlic, Li Qinglian peeled it happily, and said: "I don't like to eat garlic, but the garlic that is splashed with oil must have garlic every time, otherwise there is no soul when you eat it." ”

Bian Que on the other side smiled faintly, just watching his movements.

After breaking the garlic and peeling the skin, I saw him come to the boss's side and slapped the garlic with a knife, slapped the garlic into garlic paste, and then poured it all into the bowl and stirred.

"I often come to this noodle stall, it tastes very good, you can also taste it!" Looking at Bian Que, who was motionless, he thought that the other party couldn't let go, so he said.

"I'll forget it, cultivators don't need to eat these. Bian Que shook his head and said.

"You're a cultivator? It was not Li Qinglian who spoke, but the noodle stall owner. Xu is the yearning for cultivators, the boss looks full of red light, "In the early years, when I first came to Chang'an, I opened a noodle stall, and I always met some people who came to me to order noodles but didn't eat them, at first I thought these guys were deliberate, but later I found out that it was my problem, I put the stall in the cultivator's street entrance area, those cultivators thought it was the noodles made by Linggu, and they almost made a big joke, now I think it's really embarrassing to throw home!"

"So, didn't the cultivators who went to your stall look for something about you?" Bian Que asked curiously.

"No, how can there be such a thing!" said the owner of the noodle stall happily: "At the beginning, I sold it at the price of ordinary noodles, and those cultivators who came to my noodle stall were probably greedy for cheapness, but later they were embarrassed to say anything when they found out that it was plain noodles. Besides, this is the first time I have come to Chang'an and I don't know the rules, Chang'an stipulates that you can't fight, originally I was going to be punished for such behavior, but the city management officers also dealt with it as appropriate after learning about my situation, and only let me pay the face money to those cultivators. ”

"Cultivators are obviously in front of them, but in fact, the main thing is that they don't lose face. Although you lost money, you also appeased the arrogance of the cultivators, and you also learned a lesson. In this way, it means that there is nothing left, it is really the perfect solution!" After listening to the boss's narration, Bian Que couldn't help but admire.

"The main reason is that the rules of Chang'an are clear, and as the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, no one dares to cheat and play tricks here, which can create such a rule atmosphere. Li Qinglian said.

"Yes, Li Gongzi is right!" the boss praised.

"However, I heard that a lot of people have died in Chang'an these days, and I heard that Dali Temple has not been found out yet!" Bian Que said coldly.

It seemed like an unintentional question, but it quieted down the whole stall.

"It can always be solved, it will always be investigated!" said the boss, clenched into his fists.

Looking at the boss's determined look, Bian Que's expression was a little gloomy.

"Do you really not eat it?"

"If you don't eat it, I've already made it a good point, and I'm not interested in these foods. ”

"That can't be wasted! Forget it, I'll eat it!" As he spoke, he saw Li Qinglian push his empty bowl out and reach for the bowl in front of his table.

Then, he witnessed the other person finish another bowl of noodles.

After eating a bowl of noodles, Li Qinglian was helped back by Bian Que. As he walked, he complained, "It's all his fault, why is this amount of noodles so much, and I'm overwhelmed." ”

Isn't it because you are greedy that you have become like this? Bian Que complained in his heart.

Even so, he patiently helped him slowly walk back.

Approaching the mouth of Lane 13, Bian Que suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?"

"I remembered that I still have something to do, so I can only say goodbye first!"

"Oh, then you go. By the way, next time I invite you to eat noodles, how about the noodles made by Linggu?" Just as he was about to leave, Li Qinglian stopped him.

"Okay, I'm looking forward to it!" Bian Que thought hesitantly for a moment, smiled and said.

Looking at the other party's departing figure, Li Qinglian was in a good mood, and finally had someone who could talk. Although there are many people around me, there are really not many peers who can talk like this.

But soon, the feeling of support from his abdomen made him uncomfortable for a while, and with his bulging belly, he walked slowly towards the small courtyard step by step.

"Hey, it seems to be someone!" From a distance, he saw a man standing under the old willow tree, who looked quite young.

"Wouldn't it be so, that's just sending one and coming another?" he walked over confusedly.

The man seemed to notice him, turned his head to look at him, and then crouched on the ground to look at something.

This person is naturally Di Renjie, according to Cheng Yaoxue's information, he came here to find the lost thing. He could feel the existence of the thing, it was indeed around here, but where it was, it seemed to be blocked by something.

It's like a child playing hide and seek, that thing is the child who is hiding, and he is the child whose eyes are covered.

Between him and the thing, all that stood in the way was a black cloth. But it was this black cloth that gave him a headache for a long time, and he almost wanted to burn down the thirteen alleys with a fire, and turn over the ground to find it.

Li Qinglian didn't think much about it, returned to the courtyard, closed the door, and entered the house after turning over the medicinal materials in the courtyard.

Pushing open the door, a blue thing rushed to his face and rushed directly into his arms.

"Ah Li, what's wrong, do you miss me?" looked at the little rabbit in his arms, and he gently stroked the soft fluff.

The little rabbit's name was Ah Li, which he picked up at the vegetable market, and he was dying at the time. The first time he saw it, he was attracted to her pale blue fluff, and although it was covered in mud at the time, he picked it up.

At first, the rabbit was still very vigilant, and when he was around, he didn't dare to eat, and always crawled under the bed to steal food.

After half a month of patient care, Ah Li let down his vigilance and slowly began to approach him, until now he has become extremely clingy to him, and even sleeps aside.

"Little one, the carrots I bought for you, hurry up and eat them!"

He took out the radish, and as soon as he saw the radish Ah Li's red eyes, he pounced, holding the radish is gnawing, and the cute appearance makes people love it.