On the day he arrived in Hangzhou, Song Beiyun received fourteen letters of worship, saying that they were secretly operating, but the news of these people was really well-informed.

But he didn't care, because his whereabouts must have been leaked out, just because the roads around Jiangsu and Zhejiang are prosperous, and the thieves probably have nowhere to start.

Hangzhou is a good place in the end, although the climate is a little hot and humid along the way, but the reputation of Suzhou and Hangzhou is really worthy of its reputation, and even the women on the road are a little more exquisite.

"Lord Song, do you want to go out and have fun at night?"

"No, no." Song Beiyun sat in the room and wrote a letter, and after hearing the greeting of the wild bull, he raised his head and said, "You can go by yourself." ”

"Oh...... Then I went. ”

After he walked away with the sound of clattering footsteps, suddenly a black shadow rushed in from outside the window like a bird, and knelt down on one knee in front of Song Beiyun: "Lord Song, the one hundred and seventy-two secret agents of the Imperial City Division are all in place. ”

"Okay." Song Beiyun nodded lightly: "You guys are careful to keep an eye on yourself, this place is no better than Jinling City." ”

"My subordinates understand!"

"Go ahead."

It flipped out of the window again, and was gone in an instant.

And their existence is only known to Song Beiyun, although he is in a state of exposure, these people are still hidden in the shadows, as long as they find the slightest clue, they can quickly lock on to the target.

After writing the letter, Song Beiyun opened the door and asked a small servant to deliver the letter, while he walked out of the inn alone and walked aimlessly on the streets of Lin'an City.

This place is somewhat similar to Hefei City but is a little different, in the season of green plums in May, the whole Lin'an City is filled with a gentle sweet fragrance, occasionally passing by a family, the window wafts out of the sweet fragrance of boiling lotus root powder, so that the mouth is full of mouth.

turned to the main road, and the roadside vendors shouted even harder when they saw that Song Beiyun was dressed as a foreigner.

The prosperity and well-being in stark contrast to those places of rebellion really make people feel comfortable.

Because this is not a distribution center for foreign trade, there are few Hu merchants to sell, but there are many Hu merchants' business halls are open for business, and the men and women around come out to eat something or go shopping in the street after nightfall, and there are women babbling and singing this little song in the distance on the water pavilion song platform.

"This uncle, do you want a petite?"

Maybe he fell in love with Song Beiyun, who was dressed differently from the young master of ordinary people, and the sharp-eyed porter stepped forward to greet the business.

Song Beiyun asked with a smile: "How much does it cost you to carry a coquettish son this time?" ”

"My brother and I, carrying a sedan chair around the West Lake for a week is also asking for seventy wen, if the uncle wants to go around, two hundred wen can be used for my two brothers all night."

"That's pretty cheap." Song Beiyun took out the usual money from his pocket, and opened a row of money: "I don't want it, you find someone to accompany me, I rent you this money." ”

This amount of money is obviously more than two hundred wen, and it can be about four or five hundred wen when you start it. It was rare to see a man with a generous hand, and this porter responded to Song Beiyun's words with a smile on his face, and after running over to discuss it with his brother, he ran to Song Beiyun again: "Uncle, where do you want to go?" ”

"Let's go around."

Spending some money to hire a tour guide is actually cost-effective, and the two of them slowly walked along the willow smoke path next to the West Lake.

"Uncle, this is the West Lake, today is fifteen, you are lucky, you will be able to enjoy the moon later, if you are willing to spend dozens of dollars can go to the island to drink and admire the moon, there is a restaurant on the island, the lotus wine tastes fragrant, even today's officials like it tightly."

"He? He likes a fart. Song Beiyun muttered quietly, but probably knew that this was just a gimmick of the merchant, Zhao Xing always drank boiled rice wine, and he had a rash when he drank other wines......

"Further on, there is an old street that sells small items, and there are a lot of rare things for sale. I don't know where the uncle came from? Have you ever eaten? If you haven't eaten yet, how about taking you to the old street to eat some of these Hangzhou specialties? ”

"Okay."

Song Beiyun unfolded the fan in a hurry, the moonlight shone on him, the white clothes were like snow, and there was a brocade belt hanging on his waist, and the treasure jade that fell on the brocade belt did not look like an ordinary product, and even the fan was the calligraphy and painting of the Ministry of Industry of the dynasty.

And the crown on his head is not a cheap thing, although it is not a gold crown, but it is also beautifully carved and complex, there is no such fine thing on the market, even if it is rare to have one, it must be carved by a craftsman in a few years, and the price can be coaxed to the sky by those scholars.

Of course, Song Beiyun couldn't get it, but before Old Man Zhang wanted to borrow Song Beiyun's standard ruler to reproduce it, so he got a lot of good things for Zhang Qing to bribe Song Beiyun, so that he could take this fan worth ten thousand yuan to swagger around the market.

People with a little eyesight know that this young man is determined to be a noble, and he can't be sure that the son of a big family came to visit the West Lake, and many porters looked at the guy who followed Song Beiyun with envy in their eyes.

The two came to the old street one after the other, here compared with the previous main road, it is a little less prosperous but a little more gentle, and the things on the roadside are more and more homely, and there are many people sitting in small restaurants. On the bluestone road, there are also naughty children playing with bamboo poles from time to time.

Hangzhou is a great place.

Song Beiyun sighed, and then followed the tour guide to a restaurant, the owner of the restaurant was a woman in her thirties, who was diligent at first glance, and when she saw someone coming in, she immediately ordered her fourteen or fifteen-year-old daughter to go out to greet her.

When the girl saw Song Beiyun's appearance, she couldn't help but take a few more looks, but Song Beiyun didn't pay attention to her, just sat in front of the wooden table, playing with a copper immortal lock that she had just bought.

"Jane, go and let your mother bring out all the best wine and food in your house."

"Don't worry." Song Beiyun stretched out his fan to stop the girl: "You tell me what you have first." ”

The girl peeked at Song Beiyun, lowered her head and said shyly: "There are crab stuffed oranges, mountain and sea pockets, plum blossom soup cakes, West Lake carp, roast sheep, silk chicken noodles, sake lees fish and smoldered chicken." ”

The name of the dish, which is mixed with the tone of Jiangnan and the crisp voice of the little girl, can make the mouth taste sweet and relish before eating.

"Right...... There is also home-brewed plum wine, which is delicious, and the prefect likes to drink my plum wine. ”

Song Beiyun laughed: "What should those two people order?" ”

The girl thought for a while: "Two people, if you like to eat meat, you will eat chicken and fish, my mother's chicken and fish are delicious, and mutton...... I don't think so. Then I want to serve a sweet cake, a plum blossom soup cake and a jar of plum wine, which must be enough. ”

"Okay, just as you say."

"That'...... The guest officer wants to give the money first, my family is only me and my mother, if you eat the overlord meal, we can't catch up and dare not chase. ”

"Okay, good, give money."

This kind of delicate and crisp little girl speaks the best, Song Beiyun was happy to hear it, and directly took out the money. When the girl saw it, she hurriedly waved her hand: "It's too much, it's too much......"

"The extra ones are to buy you new clothes, who made you look so good."

The daughter of this kind of small merchant is not as good as Jin Ling'er, Song Beiyun has not opened her yellow mouth yet, but after a little praise, she blushed, turned around and ran into the kitchen.

After a while, the wine and food came up, and the little girl didn't even dare to look at Song Beiyun when she served the food, but she always wandered around him intentionally or unintentionally, which was very interesting......

Although the porter was invited by Song Beiyun, he didn't dare to eat and drink as usual, because the boss ate delicately, and he naturally became delicate. Although he thinks that it is uncomfortable to eat like this, it must not spoil the atmosphere of the hired family.

Song Beiyun ate some wine and food, and indeed found that the taste here is very different from Yangzhou and Luzhou, the taste is slightly lighter, and even the wine is very light, but it is worthy of this little jasper.

When I was happily tasting the delicious food of Hangzhou, a few people outside suddenly opened the curtain and walked in, as soon as they came in, the girl ran out in a hurry, and then saw the proprietress in the store walk out.

The proprietress was a little emaciated, and she stood there and said to the few people who came in: "Uncles, this shop really can't be redeemed to you, this is the ancestral property of the deceased husband...... My daughter and I are living on this alone. ”

"Why are you so stubborn? Our master took a fancy to your shop and said that he would give you some money, which is enough for you to open another shop, why did he refuse to leave? ”

"This is the ancestral property of the deceased husband, how can it be easily exchanged for your master's family?" The woman was also a little helpless: "Please don't mention it again." ”

"Okay, okay, I'll see how long you can last."

With that, the goatee-bearded man glanced at his men, and they immediately stepped forward and began to chase away the customers here. The guests couldn't bear the harassment and left with a curse.

Soon Song Beiyun's table was left, and the porter whispered: "Uncle, it's better to have more than less, I think we'll go too." ”

Song Beiyun was eating happily and began to study how to make this sweet, slimy, good-looking and delicious plum blossom soup cake, but when he heard his words, he didn't hear it at all.

"You, you two. Get up! A splash next to him stepped forward: "Get up!" Eat what you eat! Eat Lao Tzu again and let you crawl out! ”

Song Beiyun raised his head and just glanced at him, frowned slightly, threw the chopsticks on the table, stood up and pressed the skinny head directly into the hot soup basin, and then took out the dagger from his waist and nailed the skinny palm directly to the table.

"I don't eat it, you do." Song Beiyun took out a dagger from the other side and put it around his neck: "This soup, you give me a drink, otherwise don't blame me for killing you." ”