Chapter 7: Rumors
Wen walked out of the yard quickly, and his pace slowed down.
The stone followed beside him, and opened his mouth several times to ask something, but found that Wen's face was so black that ink could drip out, but he didn't ask anything after all, just walked slowly behind Wen. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Now I want to scream in my heart depressed, I have only been in ancient times for four days, and of course I may have been in a coma in the cave for a few days, otherwise I wouldn't feel so hungry.
Of these days, only one day was awake on his own, and three more were spent in nightmares.
I just want to mix up the identity of a literati and live quietly, is it so difficult?
Beauty is a scarce resource in any era, especially a peerless beauty like Tan Fengyi with good looks, wisdom, and means, that is the water of disaster.
Such a scourge does not harm the good world of flowers and the self-righteous emperor. Instead, he came to harm his own cabbage, which is really a rare wonder in the world.
Now the only thing I have is my appearance, is it because I fancy my handsome face that is unique in ten thousand.
When Wen turned his head and saw the stone, he completely rejected this idea.
Greed is indeed the greatest original sin of human beings, and this is their own retribution.
Wen exhaled deeply: "Stone, take it as a warning!" ”
"Huh?" The stones were stunned.
In a blink of an eye, I arrived in front of the Fulai Inn, the three-storey inn was all built of cedar wood, and there was actually a simple and elegant atmosphere, it seemed that the builder of this inn was a master builder.
Walking into the Fulai Inn, Wen was shocked by the scene in front of him, the crowd was not enough to describe this hot scene, one after another ordering sounds, shouts, and chaotic roars came to Wen's ears.
"Little Er, here's a bowl of soup cakes poured with oil."
"Xiao Er, I want the fried sauce soup cake first, and the soup cake will be served quickly."
"A-number, come to a bowl of soup cakes each, speed point, little two."
"This little brother, hurry up and make room after eating."
“......“
Sure enough, it is not for nothing that the mountain cuisine of the World Expo can become the most shining pearl of Shandong cuisine, which has been a love for food since the ancestors, which is caused by genetics.
"This Xiao Langjun, don't wait for Xiao Er to say hello, hurry up and sit down, in the past few days, this place is so full, you can only share the table." A warm middle-aged fat man greeted him, where the table was relatively large enough to seat eight people, but now only five people were seated, and there were three empty seats.
If it is a good intention, it must be politely accepted, not to mention the smell that has just been depressed.
Hearing the thanks, just about to sit down, the middle-aged fat man became angry: "Little boy, do you understand the rules, your little Langjun hasn't sat yet, where can it be your turn, stand on the side." ”
Wen's face turned black in an instant, and it wasn't himself who was greeted just now, it was the kid Shishi.
Looking at the clothes and dishes is also our ancestral problem?
Hearing this, he was about to have a seizure, and the stone hurriedly said to the middle-aged fat man: "This is my Saburo, not a subordinate." ”
The middle-aged fat man was embarrassed: "Oh, it's a certain person who has no eyes, sitting, sitting, sitting, sitting, Xiao Langjun really loves the little brother at home." ”
This kind of person is the kind of person who is enthusiastic when he sees everyone, and for the sake of the warm greeting just now, he is not a person with a small belly, so he generously forgives.
The middle-aged fat man may have seen that the atmosphere was a little embarrassed, and wanted to relieve it, so he said: "Xiao Langjun, I told you that speaking of this soup cake is still a new thing in the past few days."
Zhao's shopkeeper, my aunt was newly mourned, she was in constant grief, she couldn't eat, and she almost starved to death. At this moment of crisis, God thanked the shopkeeper Zhao's sincerity, and sent a god to rain down this delicious soup cake, so that the shopkeeper Zhao was saved from death.
But this is obviously a soup cake, and it has to be called a noodle, and the gods are really different. The middle-aged fat man finally exclaimed.
Wen looked at the chattering middle-aged fat man in a daze, wondering when he would become a fairy.
"Fat Su, don't talk about it, you are still a fairy, you know to be your fairy dream all day long." The thin man next to him stopped talking and said.
When you smell it, you know that these two must be a pair of bad friends, and if you don't do anything in reverse, you're sorry for the word bad friends.
"It's like you know everything." Su Fat Man said with disdain.
"Of course I know, this is a few days ago, Zhao's shopkeeper saw a pair of little flowers named Huazi, starving to death, and seriously ill, unable to eat! Not to mention how miserable it was.
So I made this oily soup cake and fried sauce soup cake, but there was a sick person who was too serious, and now he is still lying in Zhao's shopkeeper's house, Zhao's shopkeeper is benevolence and righteousness, and he is worthy of being the chief benevolent person in my Yanshen County. The thin man shook his head slightly with admiration.
Smell the cough, you can't make a fool of me, don't you want to talk and explain, this nonsense can't be done.
A young man in blue sitting opposite the thin man couldn't stand it anymore: "Old Terrier Li, don't put a flower on the face of the surnamed Zhao." ”
Wen looked at this indignant old man, and co-authored this person who had a grudge against Zhao's shopkeeper.
"What did you post?" Old Li asked, tilting his neck.
"The one surnamed Zhao is obviously not a good thing, his aunt is newly mourned, and before he came out for three days, he found two prostitutes to raise in his aunt's house, singing every night, I heard that one of them has been made unable to get out of bed, and his ass is almost lost." The young man in blue said indignantly.
"Ah, there's something else." The gossip of the crowd suddenly rose.
Hearing this, it's hot, you can say anything, how can you say that you are a prostitute, and you want to slap the table.
"Don't talk nonsense, I heard that it was the newly hired cook of Zhao's shopkeeper, who made soup cakes, and stayed there for a few days temporarily. That's as mysterious as you say. An old shopkeeper answered.
I'm going to cry when I hear it, this is a good person.
"It's that simple? How did I hear that it was a love triangle? "One didn't quite believe it.
I really couldn't listen to it anymore, and the rumors were just staged in front of my eyes, so I got up and left.
The fat man Su in the back was still shouting: "Xiao Langjun, don't eat soup cakes, just wait a little longer." ”
Wen waved his hand backwards, signaling that he would not eat.
Shi hurriedly chased after him: "San Lang, don't be angry, don't worry about those people, those people are just cheap-mouthed and talking nonsense." Actually, it's nothing.
I heard that some time ago, there were two dogs, walking together for a while, and one of them barked at the other, and ah, and then it was fun........"
Wen's face turned blue: "Shut up, stone, I'm still hungry, hurry up and ask Zheng He to give me something to eat, you want to starve me to death." ”