"Xiaoyue, what do you want to eat? Why don't you have a copy? Fan Jianqiang asked.

Liang Xiaoyue replied in a shy whisper: "Young Master." ”

The first time I came to the capital, the food problem has always been done by Fan Jianqiang and Lao Tian, and it was the first time for her to go to the restaurant, so she was inevitably a little nervous.

Seeing her like this, Fan Jianqiang felt funny and funny.

In the expectant gaze of the shopkeeper, Fan Jianqiang waved his hand and said, "I have a copy of the seven or eight things you said." ”

"Okay! Wait! The shopkeeper went down with a smile. It's not that he wants to slaughter people, this slaughtering people also depends on the object, Fan Jianqiang may have some money, but it's not too much, so the shopkeeper didn't recommend tea.

There are eight desserts in total, which add up to almost one penny, which is a hundred coppers. And the pot of good Longjing that Fan Jianqiang wants costs two dollars.

The desserts are all ready-made, it's summer, and it's better to eat them cold.

Soon, the shopkeeper came up with tea and desserts, laid these out one by one, and then said, "Childe, Miss, you use it slowly." ”

Picking up a piece of osmanthus cake, Fan Jianqiang looked at it and said with a smile: "Xiaoyue, look, this image doesn't look like you?" ”

Liang Xiaoyue looked at the round osmanthus cake in confusion, not understanding what Fan Jianqiang meant.

"Look at your face, isn't it round?" Fan Jianqiang smiled very cheaply.

Liang Xiaoyue is only fourteen years old, it is the stage of puberty, and there is still a little baby fat on her face, but now this baby fat is slowly disappearing, and a beautiful embryo is stunned by him to become a little fat pig.

"This osmanthus cake is also round, you see, isn't it very similar?"

"Young Master!" Liang Xiaoyue snorted in shame, glanced to the side, and didn't plan to pay attention to him!

At the same time, Yang Yi, who had just changed the guard, was walking on the street and looked up, wasn't this the little lady he saw at the foot of the city wall just now?

Thinking of Liang Xiaoyue, he immediately thought of Fan Jianqiang's vicious eyes.

Yang Yi is a person who practices martial arts, and his eyes are naturally not bad, since he can see Liang Xiaoyue, he can naturally see Fan Jianqiang sitting opposite.

"Yo, angry? Okay, young master, it's okay if I'm wrong, it's good to bring some baby fat, which shows that my family Xiaoyue is healthy! Fan Jianqiang doesn't know if this coaxing has any effect, but he firmly believes that he must not be more serious with women!

Liang Xiaoyue glared at Fan Jianqiang angrily, and then reluctantly turned around and put her eyes on the osmanthus cake.

Because of some special reasons, Liang Xiaoyue is still shallow by feudal etiquette, that is, she has some ancient women's customs and some lively nature, which is also what Fan Jianqiang likes most about her.

It's noon now, and seriously, both of them are a little hungry.

Fan Jianqiang picked up the pastries on the table and took a bite, the sweetness was average, the taste was acceptable, and the overall evaluation was that it could fill his stomach, so he didn't like it.

The two ate a few pastries and drank a sip of Longjing, Fan Jianqiang always felt that he had forgotten something?

As soon as this thought arose, the sound of steady footsteps came from the stairs on the second floor.

Yang Yi's expressionless face appeared at the staircase, and then he quickly fixed his eyes on Fan Jianqiang's table, strode to the table adjacent to them, and shouted: "Xiao Er, come to a pot of spirits!" The fiercest kind! ”

As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows, intentionally or unintentionally.

He is a military general, and he likes to drink and eat meat the most, and he hates the so-called Pianpian son the most!

In his opinion, Fan Jianqiang is a big man, and he is not seventy or eighty, how can he drink tea? Is this still what the fuck is supposed to do?

After all, Fan Jianqiang's psychological age is much older than Yang Yi, he looked at the second stunned man who was in the rebellious period, and silently scolded stupid 13 in his heart.

Of course, on the surface he pretended not to care.

Ask for wine in the teahouse, this is also the first serving!

Dian Xiaoer looked at Yang Yi with some embarrassment, he naturally knew this general guarding the city, and knew that he was the son of General Zhenbei, one of the characters who could not be provoked in the capital.

"Master Yang, wait a minute, the wine will be delivered immediately!" The shopkeeper didn't mention the matter of asking for money at this time, and he didn't dare to ask for money from the little bastard if he borrowed ten guts! You said that you little bastard is not good to go, you have to come to us, we have a small shop here, but we can't accommodate you as a god!

Yang Yi frowned, and said unhappily: "What do you mean by sending?" Uncle, don't I pay for drinking? As he spoke, he slapped a piece of silver on the table with a "snap", and slapped a small hole in the table made of wood.

The shopkeeper was frightened, and the other two tables were also startled.

But when they saw who it was, they immediately became turtles with shrunken heads.

I can't afford to mess with it!

Trembling lips, the shopkeeper squeezed out a smile, and his expression was more uncomfortable than constipation!

"Yang Ye is right, I'll pour you wine!" The shopkeeper put away the money and ran away.

Today's silver is so hot that once they don't get it right, they will definitely not be able to eat and walk around. Yang Yi, the bastard, may not remember this, but those who want to befriend Yang Yi will not miss this kind of opportunity.

In fact, Liang Xiaoyue was also scared just now, and even the dessert in her mouth was stuck, and now she is coughing violently.

Fan Jianqiang glanced at Yang Yi very angrily, and then hurriedly patted Liang Xiaoyue's back to help her calm down.

"Come, drink some tea and rinse your mouth." Fan Jianqiang's attitude is very gentle, maybe someone in the Celestial Empire also treats the woman he likes like this, but after all, he is a minority.

Because of choking, Liang Xiaoyue's eyes were filled with tears, and when she raised her head, she looked like she was teary-eyed, and Fan Jianqiang's heart melted.

After appeasing Liang Xiaoyue, Fan Jianqiang stood up and walked in front of Yang Yi, looking at Yang Yi with a cold face.

"Something?" Yang Yi raised his eyelids and said coolly.

"Do you know that what you did just now was to disturb the people, Xiaoyue was so scared that she almost choked to death, why, can you still eat and drink here like a nobody?" Fan Jianqiang was really angry, he had long known that the old society was like this, but he was obviously mentally prepared, and when something happened, he would always feel angry!

After all, more than 20 years of his life have been influenced by another culture.

Yang Yi glanced at Liang Xiaoyue, whose eyes were red, and praised it in his heart, and then said: "It's just a maid, if you choke, you chok, isn't it dead?" It's just a big deal to lose you some money. ”

That's the cognitive difference.

"Losing money, can you fucking lose money? Xiaoyue, she is a person, a living person, not a cargo! She shouldn't be measured by the standard of goods, she is priceless! Fan Jianqiang almost roared.