Seeing that the dozen or so big men who came up around were all menacing, they all had malicious smiles on their faces. The little beggar timidly tugged at the old beggar's sleeve: "Old man, there are many of them, forget it!" The old beggar hesitated for a moment, but let go of his big hand like iron tongs.

The coachman, who had been frightened by the old beggar's astonishing strength, saw that all his companions were hula-la-la, and he was immediately strengthened again by virtue of the large number of people.

He covered his wrist that was almost broken, stared at the old and young in front of him resentfully, gritted his teeth word by word and said, "Forget it? I'm afraid it's not that easy. ”

The old beggar smiled coldly and said, "What do you want?" ”

The coachman said contemptuously, "Do you know how much a big black mule is worth?" Do you know how much silver the goods in the cage are worth? But look at the poor and sour looks of the two of you, and you definitely won't have the money to pay. That's good, you old man don't have a lot of strength! Cut off your arms and pay for your sins. Otherwise, we will start to do it, and our brothers will not be dead or alive. ”

When the little beggar heard this, he was so frightened that he tightened the sleeve of the old beggar's coat, and his two dark eyes were overflowing with tears of fear.

The old beggar frowned too, and although he was not afraid of trouble, he also did not want to cause trouble. The dozen or so big men in front of him were all wearing uniform navy blue cloth clothes, and there were totem symbols embroidered on their chests. These people have long been accustomed to relying on the power of their masters to oppress the people, just like the jackal that eats people and does not spit out bones.

"Isn't that too much deception!"

"That's it, it's obvious that they almost hit someone, why do they still hit a rake."

"These two beggars are just afraid that they are going to be unlucky." There was an uproar all around. There were people who were almost hit by a mule cart, and the dock coolies who were familiar with the two beggars. It's uneven.

Another tall, chest-chested coachman stared coldly. He looked around. patted the totem on his chest and shouted proudly: "What are you talking about? You can see clearly. We are from the mansion of Lord Du of the Taifu Temple, and these dozen or so carts are loaded with military supplies to be transported to the camp on the outskirts of Beijing. One by one, how many heads do you have to delay? ”

Under the pressure of his gaze, the coolies and the people who were crying out for the old beggar all honestly retracted their heads and did not dare to say anything more. As the saying goes, the people don't fight with the officials, not to mention that this coachman still has such a big hat buttoned down, and they ask themselves that no one can afford it.

When the coachman saw this, a sinister smile appeared on his face. He casually pulled out a log from the cage scattered on the ground, and while beating his palm, he said to the old beggar with bad intentions: "Stinky Hanako, do you want to do it yourself, or do you want us to do it ourselves?" The obvious evil aura on his body made the atmosphere of the scene instantly become very solemn.

The little beggar could not withstand such a great pressure, his mouth was deflated, and he was about to cry out loud. The old beggar's eyes widened with rage, and he shouted categorically: "What are you crying for, will these wolves let you go just because you are crying?" Let's save effort! ”

The coachman laughed instead of being angry. He even slapped his face and shouted, "Okay, it's so good to scold." I hope you still have the strength to continue scolding. Brethren, up. A tyrannical roar burst out from between his teeth. I saw that the dozen or so big men who had been gearing up for a long time were each waving big sticks and swarming up.

The scene suddenly fell into chaos, and the onlookers all cried and called their mothers. The old beggar hurriedly hid the little beggar, who was almost stupid, behind him. I want to meet the enemy with my bare hands.

An inconspicuous bamboo chopstick suddenly shot out from behind the old beggar, and it carried a sharp sound of wind. Like a blue light, it was fiercely inserted into the leg of the loudest man.

"Ahh The sudden pain made the big man who was still rushing forward weak. Fall to your knees. Immediately after, a bamboo chopstick rained down from behind the old beggar.

"Huh!" There are sharp-eyed people who are busy standing still when they see this scene, and there are also unlucky ghosts who don't know whether to live or die, and just want to rush forward to commit abuse. Either he was shot in the thigh by a bamboo chopstick, or he was inserted into the shoulder by a bamboo chopstick, and the crowd suddenly splattered blood and wailed.

The old beggar, who was already ready to be beaten, couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this, and he subconsciously looked back. I saw a stunning woman dressed as a man, slowly walking out of the restaurant.

There was also a handsome boy with a slightly yellow complexion and wearing an aqua blue robe, who followed behind the woman. Seeing the handsome son, the old beggar couldn't help frowning.

I heard the handsome boy babbling as he walked: "Xue Ji, you shot too hard." ”

Xue Ji frowned slightly at the peak of her beautiful eyebrows, and said angrily: "Doctor Jia, you are the one who asked me to save people, and it is you who thinks my hands are heavy, why are you more difficult to serve than my family!" It turned out that it was Xue Ji who taught the lesson, and it was Zhong Ziyuan who was chattering behind her.

Zhong Ziyuan's face was embarrassed, she pretended not to hear Xue Ji's complaints, and only walked forward happily and said to the old beggar, "Uncle, I can be regarded as looking for you." ”

The old beggar sighed helplessly, but he didn't expect that he would do everything possible to hide in Tibet, but he still let people be caught. I heard Zhong Ziyuan continue to say in a cheerful tone: "It's better to meet by chance, and ask the uncle to go upstairs to talk about it." ”

"This" The old beggar looked around hesitantly, and the dozen or so big men were glaring angrily at Xue Ji and Zhong Ziyuan who suddenly appeared, as if they had no intention of giving up.

Zhong Ziyuan hurriedly said: "Uncle, don't worry, these bullies have their own people to teach them a lesson, let's go upstairs first, go upstairs." "She has a very strong belief in Yukihime's lethality.

Seeing this, the old beggar no longer postponed, took the little beggar's hand with his backhand, and followed Zhong Ziyuan into the restaurant. went up to the second floor, Zhu Fei, who was sitting at the table by the window, covered his nose and shouted in disgust: "You kid is just nosy, why did you bring the two of them up, do you want to smoke this son to death?" ”

Zhong Ziyuan ignored his shouting, only pointed to another table far away from Zhu Fei, and said to the two, "Please take a seat." ”

The little beggar was timid after all, and he still had a feeling of dreaming at the moment. He half-hung his head and didn't dare to look around. I only nervously pinched the corners of my clothes and didn't dare to sit down. The old beggar sat down unceremoniously, and then casually pressed the little beggar to a chair beside him. The little beggar was helpless. I had to sit down, but I was still writhing uncomfortably.

Zhong Ziyuan smiled slightly. He also sat down opposite the old beggar. She lifted the teapot on the table and was about to pour tea for the old beggar, but the old beggar was in good hands.

Zhong Ziyuan couldn't help but look up at him in surprise, but he closed his eyes slightly, snorted, and said with an intoxicated expression: "Old man, I smelled the fragrance of the big red robe, I haven't drunk it for a long time, I don't know if I can ask for a cup to taste?" ”

Zhong Ziyuan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Of course you can." ”

Zhu Fei, who was shaking the folding fan over there and paying close attention to his every move here. Naturally, the words of the old beggar were also heard. So he squinted his peach blossom eyes slightly, and said disdainfully: "You old man's nose is quite good, but you have to weigh your identity." Are you worthy of drinking these ten taels of silver and one tael of the big red robe? ”

The old beggar was not angry, he smiled, stroked his beard with his hand, and said without humility or arrogance: "Originally, he was not worthy, but since this little brother personally invited the old man upstairs, he thought that he was not worthy and became a match." ”

Zhu Fei was stunned at first. Suddenly stroked his palms and laughed: "Interesting, really interesting, I like you as a person." Yuji, you go and make a pot of red robes for this old man yourself. ”

He was disgusted a moment ago. At the next moment, he let his personal maid serve him personally. Fortunately, such a fickle and unpredictable behavior has long been accustomed to both his personal maid and Zhong Ziyuan.

"Yes." Yuji, who is also dressed in men's clothes. Twisting Xiaoman's waist, he walked over. Then he asked Xiao Er to put on a set of empty muddy gold teapots, as well as a pot of hot water that had just been boiled.

She took out a small bamboo tube from her sleeve pocket. Pull out the stopper and pour the tea leaves into the teapot. Warm the cup, wash the tea, and make the tea, and see her white and tender hands flying like butterflies, which looks so pleasing to the eye.

The bright orange-red tea soup was slowly poured into the cup from the small golden teapot, and a tea fragrance accompanied by a faint orchid fragrance wafted out. Seeing that the teacup was full, she flicked her wrist neatly, and the beautiful curved waterline was immediately retracted, and it did not splash on the table outside the cup at all. Yuji put down the teapot in her hand lightly, and made a gesture of inviting with a smile.

The old beggar's eyes couldn't help but light up, he didn't care that the teacup was still hot, he first reached out and took a cup, put it under his nose and sniffed it deeply, and exclaimed with an intoxicated face: "It's really good tea." Then he put it to his lips, took a sip, and drank it cleanly.

Yuji looked at him with a smile, and when she saw that he had drunk it all, she immediately filled it up for him. After drinking three cups in a row, the old beggar was too addicted to tea, and Yu Ji retreated and returned to Zhu Fei.

Zhong Ziyuan saw that he had drunk enough tea, and hurriedly asked, "Uncle, I don't know if you still remember me." ”

The old beggar rolled his eyes and said unceremoniously: "Why don't you remember, it was you and the unlucky scholar and the crying and miserable lady, and I had to hide in Tibet and move out of the nest." ”

"How so?" Zhong Ziyuan couldn't help but be stunned when she heard this.

It turned out that after the subordinates of Zhangfu followed him that day, they originally wanted to kidnap him in a sparsely populated place. But they didn't expect that this old beggar, who seemed to be a threat at all, had brute strength. Not only did he break free from their entanglement, but he also knocked them unconscious.

Although he escaped by luck, the old beggar knew that the people did not fight with the officials, so he took the little beggar and left the alley where he had lived for almost a year overnight. In the following days, neither Zhang Mansion nor Rongxi could be found, so they thought that he had already left Chang'an City. Unexpectedly, this old beggar knew the truth of darkness under the lamp, but instead lived in the most lively place in Chang'an City. It turned out that he was very successful, if it weren't for such an emergency, Zhong Ziyuan wanted to find him, and I don't know how long it would take.

However, the old beggar didn't want to say much about these words, he only said slyly: "This son, you see that I and this child have not had a full meal for a long time, can you enjoy the stuttering first." If you have anything to say, I'll talk about it when I'm full, old man. ”

"Okay!" Zhong Ziyuan beckoned to Xiao Er, and then casually said to the old beggar, "Whatever you want to eat, you can order it." ”

The old beggar didn't blink, and reported in one breath: "Crystal elbow, sliced suckling pig, steamed mandarin fish, stir-fried rabbit meat, simmered deer tendon in a casserole." The little beggar was stunned when he heard this, but the shopkeeper scratched his scalp and said in embarrassment: "This store is a small business, crystal elbows, and steamed mandarin fish." It's just that this piece of suckling pig, stir-fried rabbit meat, and simmering deer tendon in a casserole is really powerless. ”

"What kind of restaurant do you open without anything!" The old beggar said unceremoniously: "Then there are always chickens and ducks, right?" ”

It was the first time that the shopkeeper was so despised by a beggar, and he couldn't help but feel angry. But in front of Zhong Ziyuan and Zhu Fei, he didn't dare to attack, and said with a smile: "Chickens and ducks are ordinary things, as many as you want." I wonder how many you want to eat? ”

The old beggar didn't hear the sarcasm in the shopkeeper's words, he pondered for a while, and then said: "Forget it, it's too complicated for you to make it, in addition to the crystal elbow, steamed mandarin fish, and a chicken breast bean sprout and eight treasure duck."

However, the chicken breast must be a two-year-old three-yellow chicken, first take boiling water to remove the blood foam, and then tear it into strips. Then add dried scallops and squid shreds, simmer together with broth until six are ripe, put in the dried bamboo shoots, wait until eight are ripe, and then put in the bean sprouts, and add salt immediately after the soup is dry.

As for the eight-treasure duck, it must be used for three years, as for glutinous rice, diced mushrooms, walnut kernels, longan meat, lotus seeds, diced winter bamboo shoots, cooked ham and shrimp, naturally the same can not be less, otherwise it will not be called eight-treasure duck. ”

After he said this, not only the little beggar was surprised, but even Zhong Ziyuan and the shopkeeper opened their mouths wide as if they had seen ghosts, and their jaws were about to fall to the floor.

The old beggar glanced at the shopkeeper dissatisfiedly, and urged, "What are you still doing in a daze?" The dishes are all ordered, and I don't go to the kitchen to place an order. ”

The shopkeeper came back to his senses, he retracted his chin, and muttered, "You really know how to eat." "He has never heard of this chicken breast, bean sprouts, and eight-treasure duck. However, since the old beggar even said the method, he hurriedly went downstairs to discuss with the shopkeeper and the cook. Anyway, in such a huge restaurant, I can't make a menu called Hanako to stump it, and it won't be a big joke if it gets out.

Zhong Ziyuan also smiled dryly, and asked tentatively: "Could it be that uncle, you used to be the cook in a restaurant?" "Otherwise, how can you eat it like this, Zhong Ziyuan hasn't eaten all of these dishes.

The old beggar smiled, stroked his beard and said proudly, "Little brother thinks too much." These dishes are good in the old man's mind, but if I want to make it myself, then I will be blind! Zhong Ziyuan smirked with her, but for the first time in her heart, she had a strong curiosity about the identity of this old beggar.

Zhu Fei over there shook the folding fan in his hand and said leisurely: "It's just something else, but this son knows that this dish of chicken breast bean sprouts and eight-treasure duck is a royal meal in the palace, and people who are not in the royal family are not allowed to enjoy it." I don't know where you heard this stinky Hanako? (To be continued......)