When Wang Yuan sorted out the messy 'green silk' on his head, which was more than a foot long, Huang San had already rolled up his sleeves and drilled all over the house, when Wang Yuan combed his hair and sorted out his clothes with difficulty, Huang San had already cleaned the house inside and out, and also picked up a few large bundles of firewood in the yard and placed them under the stove in the west wing.

Wang Yuan was a little puzzled why Huang San was so good to him, but unfortunately the memory of Huang San in his mind was intermittent, and he couldn't figure out the specific relationship between himself and him.

"Erlang, it's not that I'm talkative, you should cheer up, quickly reveal the past things, don't think about that woman anymore, it's okay to be confused for a while, but don't go back."

Wang Yuan wondered in his heart, but he didn't want to show his flaws, so he had to keep silent.

Huang San sighed: "If you don't want to mention it, forget it, Erlang is a sentient person, you can see that you are still remembering that woman, you don't have to deny it." Are the things in that wooden box under your bed still there? Tell me that if you are ruthless and simply throw away all those things, this is the attitude of being ruthless and not thinking about the things before. ”

Wang Yuan didn't know anything about the things in his new home, and he sighed in the past two days, and he didn't have the heart to look at this new home at all, and he hadn't seen any wooden boxes under the bed.

Sure enough, there was a brand new wooden box under the bed, which was extremely incommensurate with the other old and dilapidated things in the room. The box was also locked, and Wang Yuan couldn't find where the key was, so he smashed the lock with a few clicks on the green bricks on the bed. There were a few half-new clothes in the box, which smelled faintly musty like everything else in the house.

In the corner of the box, Wang Yuan found what he urgently needed. It was a string of copper coins, about more than 100 pieces, with the words 'Kaiyuan Tongbao' cast on it, Wang Yuan knew that this was the official currency of the Tang Dynasty, so he picked up all the copper coins and put them in his arms, because this was probably all his money at the moment.

"Throw away the contents of the bag, throw it away and forget about the past." Huang San pointed to a green cloth bag in the corner and smacked his lips.

Wang Yuan didn't notice the cloth bag at first, it was at the bottom, the same color as the scattered clothes, and he didn't see it at a glance. So he reached out and picked up the cloth bag, and his hand was very heavy. Wang Yuan slowly opened it, feeling a little nervous as if he was about to peek into someone else's secret, but soon felt funny, isn't this secret his own secret? And what is there to be nervous about.

There is a bronze mirror in the cloth bag, the front is smooth, and the back is carved with intricate pictures and texts of flowers and birds, which is very exquisite. There was also a small round wooden box in the cloth bag, and when it was opened, there was a burst of aroma, and there was some colored powder in it, which was a box of fragrant cakes, which was obviously used by the woman. The last two things prove this even more, a small mahogany comb and a piece of green silk wrapped in a red rope, soft and slender.

Wang Yuan couldn't think of any origin of these things, but he could conclude that these things were the experience of the young man he possessed, but all this had nothing to do with him.

"You can take this fragrant cake box back to the eldest sister." Wang Yuan handed the box of fragrant cakes to Huang San, and remembered that Huang San had two twelve or thirteen-year-old sisters at home.

Huang San was also not polite, stretched out his hand to take it in his arms and said, "The eldest sister asked me to buy him rouge powder yesterday, and asked me to say, what are our ordinary daughters dressed up for?" Can you still be elected to the palace as a concubine? But it's good to give her this thing, at least it can make her happy, so I told her that it was given by Erlang. ”

Wang Yuan smiled and nodded, holding the wooden comb and the soft hair and looking at it for a while, his brows furrowed into a pimple, but he couldn't think of who gave it to him. After a while, he got up and went to the stove and threw the hair and the wooden comb into it, and after a pungent smell, the green silk burned to ashes, and the wooden comb also burned.

Huang San smiled: "That's right, burn it clean and be a new person." ”

Wang Yuan looked at the bronze mirror over and over for a while and said, "This thing is copper, you will accompany me to sell it another day, it should be quite valuable." ”

Huang San nodded and said: "That's natural, the bronze mirror is a good thing, and it should be able to sell for a few hundred wen in the West Market." ”

Wang Yuan threw the bronze mirror back into the wooden box, stuffed it under the bed, clapped his hands and said, "I'm hungry, let's have breakfast." ”

……

Outside the door is the alley, the alley leads to a north-south main street, Wang Yuan walked out of the house for the first time, to face the Tang Dynasty street market up close, although the appearance is calm, but the heart is full of tension and excitement.

The roads in the alleys are made of mud and the main street is also paved with rammed earth and some bluestone, and although the potholes are uneven, they look very regular. The winter sun hangs in the east, although it is a harsh winter season, but the light is still dazzling, walking on such a street, looking at the antique buildings on both sides of the street alternating black, white and gray, Wang Yuan once again has the feeling of being in a dream.

In fact, the market is far from being as prosperous as I imagined, most of the houses on both sides are adobe barriers, occasionally there is a two-storey house made of bricks and wood, you can see that it is a very good person, the shops on both sides of the street are not as dense as I think, there is a shop behind several houses or fences facing the street, and the signboard at the door is also extremely simple, a bamboo pole provokes a cloth curtain, and the words "wine", "tea" and "cloth" are simply written on the cloth curtain.

There are still a lot of people on the streets of the square, from time to time there are people on horseback galloping past, and there are people carrying sedan chairs on the road, all of which take shortcuts through the street outside the square. The rest of the people in short jackets and shrunken heads to pick vegetables, those who drove cars, and carried dung were all huddled together, looking chaotic and disorderly, and the air was filled with all kinds of strange smells.

Following Huang San walked about a hundred meters away, the front opened up, it was a small square formed by an intersection, and a side street lay in front of him, and people were also coming and going. Around the intersection, the shops are obviously denser, and the intersection of the two east, west, north, south and small streets is obviously more lively.

Huang San crossed the street with his sleeves caged and walked to the outside of a steaming shop, plunging headlong into the hot white air.

"It's Saburo, do you have breakfast? What to eat? A chubby woman poked her head out of the steam with a smile on the side of the store's cage drawer.

"Aunt Wen, bring me two bowls of dumplings, eight more cooking cakes, and sprinkle more sesame seeds." Huang San nodded and smiled at the woman, looking familiar.

"San Lang, is you so willing today? Can one person eat so much? Don't spoil it. Aunt Wen smiled while wiping the pottery bowl.

"Auntie, it's not me who eats alone, I eat with Wang Jiaerlang, I'm afraid it's not enough." Huang San craned his neck to find a seat in the store.

The fat woman saw Wang Yuan standing at the door, the smile on her face disappeared instantly, and she said coldly: "San Lang, it's not that the eldest lady said you, don't mix with some losers, your reputation will be tarnished, and you will be misunderstood by others when you ask for a lady in the future." ”

Wang Yuan could hear that this woman was referring to Sang scolding Huai, and he didn't know what bad things he had done, why everyone didn't seem to be waiting to see him, as if Zhao Fangzheng and Huang San had faintly mentioned something just now, but he was confused and in the dark.

Huang Sansheng was afraid that Wang Yuan would get angry, so he pulled Wang Yuan inside, lifted a linen curtain and came to a small private room, where a half-foot-high tatami mat was placed in the private room, a small wooden table was horizontal in the middle of the tatami mat, and there were several grass futons on both sides.

"Very good, today is elegant enough, let's just talk while eating." Huang San stepped on the 'tatami' and sat on the futon; Wang Yuan is a person who loves cleanliness, and when he saw Huang San's feet of rhubarb mud staining the wooden board, he wanted to remind him, but when he saw the appearance of the fat woman next to him with a nose that was not a nose and a face that was not a face, he didn't bother to say much, but he also stepped on the tatami mat with muddy feet. Xindao: You just pointed out that Sang scolded Huai and scolded me, I will take revenge, so I will teach you to clean up and work hard for a while afterwards.

The two sat down opposite each other, and after a while, Aunt Wen came in with two hot sea bowls, and a bowl was placed in front of one of them: "Two bowls of dumpling soup, San Lang uses it slowly, and the sesame cooking cake will come immediately." After speaking, he didn't look at Wang Yuan, rolled his eyes and went out.

When Wang Yuan heard what Huang San wanted just now, he was still curious about what this dumpling was, and when this thing was placed in front of him, he suddenly realized it, and at the same time, he was disappointed. The so-called dumpling soup is just a noodle soup; Looking at the number of noodles in the bowl of himself and Huang San, he suddenly exploded his lungs. Huang San's dumpling soup is full of noodles, but the bowl in front of him is a clear soup with a few pieces of noodles floating in the water, and he is afraid that he will not be able to pick up a few if he is barefoot.

Huang San was very interested, and said in a low voice: "Erlang don't be angry, Aunt Wen is this temper, if you want to reason with her, you can't make a name for it, come on, I'll just dial some noodles with you." ”

Wang Yuan smiled and waved his hand and said, "No need, I'm not very hungry, just eat two cakes in thin soup and be full." Saburo, I have something that I am a little confused about and want to ask you. ”

Huang San took a sip of hot soup, held the noodles in his mouth and said vaguely: "Erlang asked." ”

Wang Yuan scratched his head and said: "San Lang, I won't tell you, I fell yesterday and knocked my head on the door panel and fainted for a while." When I woke up, I found that something was wrong with my brain, I couldn't remember many things, and I didn't dare to say ...... to people."

Huang San was startled, put down the chopsticks and was about to get up to check, Wang Yuan hurriedly waved his hand and said: "It's all swollen, I can't see any clues, but I'm a little confused, I can't think of some things, can you remind me, otherwise I always feel uncomfortable." ”

Huang San glared and said, "Can't you remember?" Did you fall out of amnesia? ”

Wang Yuan nodded violently and said: "Yes, yes, I suspect that it is amnesia, just like what you said just now about me and some woman, I can't remember it at all." Also, just now Aunt Wen said that I was a loser, what did I do before? Curious to figure it out. ”

Huang San opened his mouth and said in astonishment: "You can't remember these things? So how do you recognize me coming? ”

Wang Yuan smacked his lips and said, "I'm also strange, some remember, some can't." So I feel very uncomfortable, as if something is missing. ”

Huang San was stunned for a long time and said, "Don't you remember what Lan Xinhui's woman is from the Autumn Moon Pavilion?" ”

Wang Yuan shook his head blankly and said, "What Lan Xinhui?" I really don't remember. ”

Huang San clapped his hands and laughed: "It's a good thing, I can't remember better, now I have completely broken my thoughts, I won't tell you who she is." ”

Wang Yuan cried and laughed: "If you don't tell me, there is always a shadow lingering in my heart, and I will become crazy if I always think about it." Besides, knowing oneself can change oneself completely, don't you want me to change completely? ”

Huang San scratched his head and glared, "Is it that serious?" It seems that you have a point, and if that is the case, then it is okay for me to tell you, but you can't make any more mistakes when you think about it. ”

Wang Yuan smiled: "Say it." ”

The door curtain was lightly lifted, and Mrs. Wen came in like a wind, and put a plate of hot and fragrant sesame cakes on the small table and went out of the room like a wind. Wang Yuan grabbed a cake and took a bite, the taste was crispy and delicious, it was even more delicious than any food he had ever eaten before, and he ate the sesame cookcake in one bite while listening to Huang San narrate his glorious history.