Lan Xin didn't know the entanglement in Xue Shan's heart, and came to the street with a light smile on his face. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info the Dazong Dynasty is not strict with women, and they can go to the street without wearing hats, and there are even women who show up on the street to do business.

The master and servant walked and stopped, interested in everything, and stood in front of each booth for a while. Lan Xin now has money in his hands, and he doesn't plan to wronged himself, and he will wrap up whatever he likes.

And she is never stingy with the people around her. Before going out, she gave Dongxiu a tael of silver each, so that they could buy something they liked. Of course, Xue Shan also has a part. A few people have carried a lot of things in their hands along the way, including chic knick-knacks, rare knick-knacks, fried pine nuts, salt-baked peanuts, and spiced almonds······ A bunch of small snacks.

Dongxiu, Qinghe and Ziyi also bought a lot of things they liked, and several people smiled and shopped very happily. Xue Shan followed not far away, and it was not so easy. Lan Xin is beautiful and refined, with an extraordinary temperament, and he specially dressed up today, and he is like a hibiscus out of the water, slim and elegant. The three girls who followed behind were also delicate and clever, and a few people were a beautiful landscape wherever they went, attracting countless people's side eyes.

There were even some people who deliberately rubbed beside them, and Xue Shan immediately became alert, and his eyes were cold to warn them to leave. If someone doesn't heed the warning, he uses his internal force to scare people away. Just after a wave of people, the next stall will encounter the same situation. Lan Xin led people to sweep the goods in front and swept happily, not knowing that Xue Shan was working hard to catch flies in the back.

A fresh fragrance came to the nose, Qinghe sniffed hard, and exclaimed: "Girl, it's the taste of wontons!" When they were in Xuzhou, their master and servant often slipped out of the house and went to the alleys to eat wontons, so they were particularly familiar with this taste.

Lan Xin's eyes also lit up, and his eyes were shining as he stared at the wonton stall not far away. On the gray background were written two large black characters, "Grandma", fluttering in the breeze. The wonton stall is not large, with only four tables. There were two tables of people waiting for wontons, and there was only one woman in her fifties busy at the stove.

Dong Xiu said with a smile: "I heard the little second brother in the store say yesterday that there are two kinds of snacks on this street that are mouth-watering, one is the crispy scallion pancake, and the other is this 'grandma' wonton." The quantity of this 'grandma' wonton is limited every day and is sold out, so ······"

"Then what are we waiting waiting for here?!" Lan Xin's eyes sparkled as he interrupted Dongxiu's words. Qinghe had already been prepared, and as soon as he heard Lan Xin say this, he rushed to the stall like an arrow off the string and grabbed the other two tables.

"Wow!" Dongxiu and Ziyi were stunned by Qinghe's astonishing speed, and they didn't close their mouths for a long time. However, Lan Xin was more calm and walked over with a smile. Lan Xin and Qinghe, Dongxiu and Ziyi were at the same table, and Xue Shan sat at another table with a cold face, looking like no one was approaching, vigilantly observing the surroundings.

"I don't know if it's as delicious as the ravioli in the back alley. While waiting for the wontons, Qinghe muttered while looking at the busy grandmother, "I shouldn't have the opportunity to eat wontons in the back alley again." ”

For some reason, Lan Xin seemed to smell a cold smell of rosin. A pair of deep eyes appeared in front of him, and that person had a unique and impossible to ignore momentum even if he was in a wheelchair. On that icy snowy night, the two of them ate hot wontons together, diluting the physical and mental cold. The first time he met him in the Rong Family Garden, he lost his temper. At the plum blossom feast, he sat in the pavilion and handed himself the ruby the size of a pigeon's egg without refusal.

Scene after scene, like a marquee, appeared in front of me, spinning all the time, turning dizzy. If it weren't for the ruby, she wouldn't have suffered that unwarranted calamity, and she felt she should hate him. But with the greed of the eldest lady of the Zhou family and the ruthlessness and injustice of the Rong family, even if there is no jewel, there will be other reasons to regret the marriage. What's more, if there was no such thing, how could she have the opportunity to return to the Yu family and have a different life?

Thinking of this, Lan Xin felt that he shouldn't hate him, but should thank him. For a while, my mind was a mess, and I didn't know whether to hate him or thank him.

"Girl, is it a scallion pancake?" the slave smelled a smell of green onions. Just when Lan Xin was entangled with herself, Qinghe let out an exclamation, interrupting Lan Xin's thoughts. Lan Xin looked in the direction of Qinghe's finger, and happened to see a woman in her thirties spreading out cakes, and a little girl of seven or eight years old was sitting next to her.

"This girl has a good eye, that's the famous scallion pancake on our street!" Grandma said with a smile after serving the wontons. The tone was a little courteous, obviously hoping that they would take care of the mother and daughter's business.

"In that case, how can we miss it? Dongxiu, go over and buy a few cakes, just to eat with Grandma's wontons. Lan Xin commanded with a smile.

"Hehe, it will definitely make the girl full of praise!" Grandma assured with a smile on her face, patting her chest. added more green onions to the wontons on Lan Xin's table, and gave her a small plate of homemade pickles, "This is what the old woman learned to make by herself, the girl can taste it, can you still eat it?"

"Thank you, Grandma. Lan Xin looked at the small plate of pickles in front of him, smiled and thanked him, "Your pickles are full of color and fragrance, just looking at this appearance makes people drool." ”

"Don't dare to be a girl's praise, as long as the girl doesn't dislike it. Grandma hurriedly waved her hand and said embarrassedly, "The old woman won't bother the girl, if there is any need, the girl can speak." After saying that, Grandma continued to work.

Lan Xin habitually took a sip of soup first, the soup was light but very delicious, like chicken soup that had been simmering for a long time, but there were some different flavors. The wontons are also big and thin, and when you bite into it, it will make people have an endless aftertaste. The taste of Grandma's pickles is also very special, with a slight spicy taste in the sweet and sour, which is very refreshing. Paired with the crispy scallion pancakes, the whole meal is satisfying.

Lan Xin chewed delicious food in his mouth, looking at the different scenery on the street, and felt relieved. I think the entanglement just now is a little ridiculous. As time goes by, so do our footsteps, the scenery of the past has passed, and the scenery in the distance is unpredictable. Why bother with what you don't have? Just walk the road under your feet and enjoy the scenery in front of you. Do it and cherish it!