- When I saw a customer entering the store, even though the noodle soup was not yet cooked, the owner still greeted me with a smile before it was time to start making a living. The shopkeeper's gaze quickly swept over the two of them, and finally stayed on Wu Shu's face, and the shopkeeper said with a smile: "The two guest officers came really early, and there are still some trivial matters in the shop that have not been dealt with, if the two of you want to use the breakfast, you may have to wait a little longer." ”

Wu Shu's gaze gently brushed over the shopkeeper's face, and he showed a very kind attitude towards ordinary people: "Don't blame the shopkeeper, we came too early and bothered, we have to ......"

When Wu Shu was about to order, Mo Ye, who was sitting on the side, suddenly spoke, pointed to the much smaller clay stove next to the big stove where the noodle soup was cooked, and said: "I want to eat broken rice dumplings and kill Zhu Menshu, and read the full text of the shocking female khan." ”

Rice dumplings are small doughs made of cooked rice, minced meat and crushed radish as the accompaniment, covered with a layer of flour on the outside, skewered with bamboo skewers, fried and eaten crispy on the outside and crispy on the inside, the taste is similar to meatballs, but the cost is much cheaper than pure meatballs.

Normally, the main ingredient of this type of dumpling is leftover rice overnight. If you cook leftover rice, the taste will be much worse, but making this kind of dumpling is another way to eat and flavor. in Kyoto. This snack is served with a bowl of white porridge and is the subject of many people's breakfast tables. Of course, the same recipe will have different ways to eat, and the food eaten by large families is made in the guy's room, which is very troublesome, and ordinary people can't afford to spend this man-hour. Most of them can only eat this kind of 'leftover rice ball' on the breakfast bed.

Although many people know that this kind of dumpling is made from leftover rice, it is cheap because it tastes good. You don't have to wait long to eat it, you can take it and eat it while you go, no matter how prosperous Kyoto will be in the future. This snack will probably never be abandoned by the market.

Now Mo Ye wants to eat this kind of dumpling snack, but seeing that it doesn't have to wait for a long time, since he sits in someone's restaurant, he doesn't order some snacks first, so it doesn't seem appropriate to sit like this. However, Mo Ye's words had just come out. was rejected by Wu Shu.

Not for anything else. It's just because Wu Shu knows the origin of Mo Ye's life experience. Although Mo Ye is now for various reasons. still lives like a street child, but Secretary Wu has a long-term friendship between himself and Ye Zhengming, and he will try his best to protect her no matter what. This protection has gone some way beyond the appointment given to him by the group, and has become a personal emotion. Otherwise, he wouldn't have ventured to take Mo Ye to steal the book tonight.

You have to know things like this that go against your superiors. He wouldn't have thought about it before. Just because of a suggestion by Ye Zhengming. Now he does it.

Wu Shu rejected the rice dumplings. I asked for two bowls of herbal tea.

Herbal tea is a pre-meal appetizer that Kyoto residents often drink in summer, but it is usually drunk before lunch, and it has the effect of cooling off the heat and clearing the stomach. No one wants to drink this tea early in the morning. It's almost summer. So I have already stocked up on this kind of tea as soon as possible. Although the restaurant was strange about the dining habits of the two first customers who came to the restaurant, for someone like him who has been in the small business for many years. As long as there is money to be made, he is willing to do a small sesame business.

What's more, when the shopkeeper saw the sweaty appearance of the customer sitting at the table, he was indeed thirsty and needed to drink water, after all, his need was normal!

After boiling the tea and serving it to the table, the shopkeeper greeted him twice, and then went back to the kitchen to continue kneading the dough. Every morning, in addition to cooking the flavored noodle soup, the kneading of the noodles is even more indispensable.

Maybe when the business is too busy, the owner's relatives will come to help, but at this time, the sky is not yet bright, there are no diners on the stall who need to be greeted, and the owner is the only one in the whole breakfast stall who is the first to get up and be busy.

When the shopkeeper entered the house, the breakfast stall outside the façade returned to the same chill as on the street. The large soup pot on the side was boiled by the firewood in the stove, and the soup noodles began to bubble up, and then exploded one by one, making a slight noise, but the fragrance gradually dispersed.

On this same street, there is another breakfast shop not far away, doing the same business. After stirring the aggregates in his soup can with a long-handled spoon, the shopkeeper casually glanced this way, and this scene fell into the eyes of Wu Shu without any mistakes. However, although he was accustomed to being vigilant, his face was calm at the glance cast by the shopkeeper, and he did not show any other expression.

It is Wu Shu's habit to be vigilant about everything around him, but this does not mean that he is hostile to all the people around him. Although the people in this urban area are not familiar with Wu Shu, since he is a native of Kyoto, this is his hometown, and the people in his hometown can not be familiar with him, but he has feelings for every inch of his homeland.

Mo Ye smelled the mellow aroma of bone broth between his nose, his appetite had been opened by the herbal tea, and his stomach had gradually begun to flood with sour water, afraid that if it was a mouth, the saliva would also fall.

Turning her head to the side, and quietly swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Mo Ye turned her head and looked at Wu Shu, who was looking at Wu Shu who was not far away in a daze, she couldn't help but ask, "Uncle, what did you do just now?" I'm a little scared when you come back sweaty......"

"You don't have to be afraid." Wu Shu suddenly turned his face back and interrupted Mo Ye's words, "The person who is afraid should be me." ”

Mo Ye, who was puzzled, was stunned and said, "What can make you feel scared, won't I be afraid?" ”

Wu Shu wanted to speak and stopped, suddenly sighed, and after a moment of silence, he slowly spoke: "Actually, I came back just to see if you were still waiting there stupidly, and I couldn't take you back with me." ”

Mo Ye's heart sank slightly, and he asked very bluntly: "Why?" ”

"It's very simple, I was found by the owner when I was a thief." Wu Shu's skills were very clumsy and made a joke, this was the first time he had joked in front of Mo Ye, but it made her feel a little wrong.

"Didn't you run out?" Although he had realized that things were not simple, Mo Ye still asked confidently.

Wu Shu seemed to have intended to answer Mo Ye's question seriously, but he hesitated for a moment. Finally ending the conversation with a "hehe" laugh, he stood up and left the long table.

"Uncle ......"

Mo Ye also stood up, and subconsciously followed Wu Shu's gaze, and she saw the figure of a young man in cloth gradually appearing clearly under the reflection of the stall lights in the night.

Mo Ye seemed to feel a little familiar with this dress, but the face of the young man in this dress was still very unfamiliar to her.

"Old Five." The young man in cloth who walked slowly with steady steps said calmly, "You should go. ”

Seeing the young man in cloth coming, Wu Shu's eyes also became strict. But he didn't say anything. Just arched his hand at the man, and then walked away from the table, and walked in the direction of the man to conquer the game: the wild little wife is difficult to tameRead more.

His back quickly left the range of the lights of the breakfast stall and disappeared into the boundless darkness of the eve of the night. The young man in cloth who had seen him leave lowered his hand. Turned his face to look at Mo Ye.

Mo Ye faintly felt. At this time, Wu Shu was leaving, and no one seemed to be able to stop him, and it was even more delusional that he wanted to do this. So she could only keep her eyes on his figure. I hope to see him a little more.

For some reason, although the young man who came behind had a cold look, he did not contain the slightest hostility, but when Mo Ye saw Wu Shu walking away, he always had a feeling in his heart that he would not have any chance to see him in the future.

It seems that tonight's book theft has finally leaked his whereabouts, Wu Shu will definitely be punished for this, this punishment may not hurt his life, but in the future, he will never have the opportunity to be ordered to meet with him, all because of the reason why he broke the rules tonight, the culprit is really herself.

Mo Ye's speculation was quickly confirmed.

When Wu Shu left, he didn't look back at her and say goodbye to her as Mo Ye expected. He walked straight into the darkness, his gray back blending into the deep night.

At the end of the gathering, Mo Ye let out a sigh of silence, and when he was about to turn his eyes to look at the strange young man, he suddenly found that the other party had already walked within three steps of his side. The lightness of his steps made her feel a little frightened.

Mo Ye subconsciously took a step back, didn't check for a while, and his back was against the edge of the long table, causing a muffled sound on the long table.

The shopkeeper who was still standing next to the board in the store kneading dough had already noticed that there was an extra customer under the cloth shed outside the store, and he didn't immediately come over and greet him with a smile like Mo Ye and Wu Shu did when they were seated just now, because he knew that he was probably a practitioner. And the intention is unknown, and he is a small business and does not want to cause trouble.

At this time, he saw that the young man who came later seemed to be persecuting the child at the table, and he was a little unbearable, and there was a hint of worry in his eyes again. However, after struggling with his eyes for a while, he finally chose to close his mouth, withdraw his gaze, and continue to knead his dough with his eyes down. Despite this, the movement of his hands kneading the dough had begun to be slightly messy, and the slap marks on the dough became deeper and lighter.

The store has a seven-year-old child. Later, he'd get up and help the shop with some of the work at the breakfast stall. Because there is a child at home who is close to the age of the lonely little customer at the long table, the store will naturally be more concerned about her safety at this time. However. It is precisely because he also has a wife and children to support, and in the face of many things, he must choose patience and indifference.

In the face of the responsibility and pressure of survival, the shopkeeper can only pray in his heart, even at this hour. The curfew is about to be lifted, but if you can run into the city patrol team, at least don't let this kid suffer too much!

The slight rise and fall on the shopkeeper's face did not escape the young man's attention, but he did not explain anything. When a person's identity reaches a certain level, there is a sense of self-confidence that they do not need to explain some minutiae to others.

The strange young man only sighed when he approached Mo Ye's side: "I'm afraid that the fifth child will be grounded this time." He looked at Mo Ye with his hands behind his back, acting like an elder. But he is not pedantic, which may have something to do with his tall and thin body and natural posture.

Seeing that Mo Ye, who looked a little panicked, hit the edge of the table with his back. She couldn't help frowning, his face softened, and his tone was gentle, but it was a little like he was talking to himself, and said: "According to common sense, you are not even afraid of the fifth child, how can you be afraid of me?" ”

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"How unreasonable!"

Qingxia, who had been running outside the palace all day, returned to Xiaohuai Palace, and as soon as his front foot entered the threshold of the warm pavilion, he was stunned by a fine porcelain teacup that suddenly broke in front of his feet. The porcelain slag splashed everywhere, she subconsciously paused, and then she heard the suppressed angry voice of Concubine De from behind the Zhuluo curtain:

"First of all, a Zhao concubine was turned out, and it was just that, she has been in the cold palace for more than ten years, and I don't think she will have much ability to stir up the wind and rain. But now, why did a concubine Lu come out of nowhere, is this who wants to get in the way? ”

Cui Chun cautiously echoed on the side: "Concubine Lu's background is just a lowly palace maid, serving tea and pouring water by His Majesty's side for nearly six years before she was crowned a concubine, and I think Your Majesty is just a maid who can be called ......."

"That's what this is taboo in this palace." Concubine De's eyebrows raised slightly, "If Your Majesty thinks that she is not pleasing to the eye, it is fine, I am most afraid that the more I look at her, the more I will be smooth, so that feelings can be accumulated, and her identity will naturally be ......."

When Concubine De said this, she suddenly sighed faintly, her voice suddenly lowered, and said, "If I can have a child, why should I be afraid of a palace maid." ”

Qing Xia, who had stood outside the curtain for a moment, lifted the curtain and entered at this time, squatted down to salute first, and then slowly spoke: "Niangniang, the slave thinks you don't have to worry too much. Concubine Lu has been by His Majesty's side for so many years, except for being able to get an extra fifty taels of silver per month than the palace maid, there is no other movement. When she first arrived at His Majesty's side, she was only nineteen years old, and it was unlikely that she wanted to make some noise, but she couldn't do anything after all. ”

Concubine De was a little surprised that Qing Xia was standing outside the door just now but didn't come in, and she had a trace of doubt, but when Qing Xia walked in and said this, she quickly drew her attention to another matter, a hidden worry that made her even more headache, and she had no time to take care of superfluous small things.

Thinking that there was no one around her who could really discuss things, Qingxia came back, Concubine De looked at her, and didn't ask her why she stood outside the door just now without making a sound and didn't come in, but just said very directly to the topic: "Concubine Lu is only twenty-five years old this year, and her youth is still there, how can she be completely sure that she can't do something?" ”

"What Concubine Lu wants to do is not something she wants to do alone." Qing Xia walked lightly to Concubine De's side, took a teacup again, and made hot tea before continuing: "For six years, she has been waiting for pen and ink in the imperial study, and she is only a desk away from Your Majesty, as long as Your Majesty wants to do it, it is an opportunity to come soon." But now, she has found nothing. ”――

(To be continued.) )