There is a cave in the hall, and a slender alley that looks endlessly separates the hall from the museum.

The alley is paved with bluestone slabs, about the width of two people running side by side. The surface of the board was soaked with water stains, and green moss spread out on it.

Looking diagonally upward, two eaves of the same width as the alley extend to the hall, and the blue sky has clouds, floating happily.

There is a window every ten meters in the alley, and each window has a half-arm-long window sill, on which is placed a thin bowl with a light color and shallow mouth, and some Jun coins are resting in the bowl.

Some windows are open, some are ajar, and some are closed.

The alley is quiet, only the sound of water droplets out of nowhere, hitting the ditch on both sides of the bluestone slab.

Mo Yun looked at the alley, put his hand in his mouth, and shouted inside: "Hey-"

The voice swayed and passed all the way.

A voice came from behind: "That kid, what are you doing?" Walk through the alley and you'll be able to enter. ”

Mo Yun smiled and said, "Co-author, you are not from the Song Kingdom." ”

Men Ying laughed: "I am from Xincheng, my family is in a bad situation, bandits came, and I fled here to pay the transit money, so I had to be the door Ying." ”

Mo Yun was sure that he had not entered another illusion, so he cautiously took the first step.

Then, as if he had pressed a switch on the sole of his foot, there was a whoosh, and the smell of fireworks wafted from the open, half-hidden windows, and smelled of thieves.

Some babbling voices rippled through the alley: "Another one, no, it's three." Cook and show them a hand! ”

"Xiao Banye, I won't let you this time, you won half a cake last time, I have to get it back this time."

"You have the ability."

……

Mo Yun quickly exited the alley, but the smell of fireworks did not dissipate.

The broken voice became: "How did you go?" "Aren't you here to participate in the ......?" "him, reheat the pot first."

The fragrance was even stronger, and these smells aroused the greed of the three of Mo Yun, who hadn't eaten for a while.

Wen Feng said to Mo Yun: "Let's go, I've been hungry for a long time, eat some." ”

Mo Yun looked at Chao Gong again, and Chao Gong nodded: "It's really fragrant." ”

Only then did Mo Yun take another step and walk very slowly.

A woman's head poked out of a window: "Eat?" A bowl of coarse millet is dipped in hemp sauce, which is very fragrant. ”

She held a bowl of fragrant coarse millet in her hand.

Mo Yun swallowed his saliva: "Actually, coarse millet is best eaten with oil residue, which is much more fragrant than hemp sauce." ”

"Huh, that sounds good, really fragrant?" The woman asked.

"I've eaten it, thief." Mo Yun licked his lips. Wen Feng in the back screamed in his stomach.

"Then you can't buy it?" The woman asked again, seeing Mo Yun shaking her head, she asked the other two people again, and then shook her head: "It seems that there is nothing to make today." But the oil residue is accompanied by eating...... Try. With that, she shrank her head, and the window slammed shut.

Mo Yun continued to walk forward for unknown reasons.

A window suddenly handed out a rope, on which were buckled two shiny bacon, and the man with a thick voice introduced: "The four night pigs in Mashankou, listening to the sound of the tide at the mouth of the Han River every day, drinking the water of the two fist holes of the Han River, each fat and strong, the meat is firm, picking five-year-old pork, specially cutting the tendon meat of the hind heel, and marinating it with Ma Yun salt porcelain for 7749 days. As long as five Jun coins. Don't miss it when you pass by. ”

Mo Yun looked at the bacon for a while, put the meat aside, shook his head and said: "The four night pigs can't sleep listening to the sound of the tide at the mouth of the Han River, they sleep lightly, because they are all wild boars. Five-year-old wild boars are all old pigs, with no chews, the meat is too tight, easy to sharpen, and it is very tiring to eat. Ma Yun salt porcelain is very expensive, if you really use this salt, this bacon can be sold for a hundred yuan a piece. ”

"Knowledgeable." The man was not annoyed when he was exposed, and praised it.

Mo Yun looked back and saw that Wen Feng was already sitting in front of a window with tears in his eyes, picking up a large bowl and eating it.

Chao Gong followed behind Mo Yun, his expression was bland, and he didn't seem to have much interest in these foods.

Mo Yun had some vague ideas about the truth in this alley, but he didn't quite understand what it was.

The two of them walked a long way forward.

Some people in the window will talk about their meals, buy one get one free, buy as many as you want, get as many as you want.

Some windows are half-open and half-hidden, only the fragrance lingers, but there is a small board on the windowsill that reads: "Ate my XXX, married my daughter-in-law, next to the bed, became a wealthy merchant, and sat in the princes' guest ......"

Some windows have only one serving of food on the windowsill.

There are all kinds of things, and they are all different.

The two of them continued to walk without stopping.

Suddenly, a fragrant smell of surimi wafted from a window, and Mo Yun stopped.

Sprinkle the surimi with pepper, soak a mouthful of spicy oil, stew in a small pot for an hour, dip it into the big bone soup for three days and three nights before coming out of the pot, you have to put five points full in the bowl, one point is not more than one point, and finally spread a layer of fine fish roe on top of all the ingredients, which is a spicy to refreshing surimi rice.

Mo Yun knows every process in this bowl of rice, and is very familiar with this taste, he has made it for many years, and he has eaten it for many years.

He sat down and said a sentence that Chao Gong couldn't understand, like a local dialect.

The face in the window was hidden behind the fireworks, and it was blurred, and the old man's voice said: "Ten heads and a bowl, Shangcheng Lake silver maple fish." ”

"A bowl of surimi in a year, a year of Shangcheng Lake, Xiao Shixiao, winter leaves, withered leaves in September." Mo Yun's tone remains the same, and it is still a difficult dialect to understand.

The window was stunned, and after a few breaths, a bowl of hot silver maple surimi was put on the windowsill, and the old man's voice immediately sounded: "I haven't eaten it for a long time, slow down, the spicy is lighter, not as fragrant as over there." ”

"Long time no see." Mo Yun touched his waist and abdomen, raised his hand and thought about it, "I won't go back." ”

"There's a lot of smoke and I like it. It's pretty peaceful. The old man said after falling silent.

"That's good." Mo Yun's fingers loosened, grabbed the chopsticks and took two bites, making sure that the taste was a little different from before, shook his head, didn't say goodbye to the person in the window, stood up and continued to walk forward.

Chao Gong stopped and didn't follow, took out some Jun coins that Mo Yun gave him, counted out ten and handed them over: "Give me a bowl, the same as his." ”

The person in the window didn't speak again, and came over with a bowl of silver maple surimi.

He ate for a while, tasted something, and then got up and walked away.

This alley is very long, Mo Yun has walked for a long time, and his pace is much slower than at the beginning.

More and more sounds came from the windows, and more and more money came from the small bowls.

Chao Gong had already seen the doorway and said: "Like the gradual development of commerce, the innermost should be the way of commerce implemented in the Song Kingdom now." ”

Mo Yun paused, the expression on his face changed as the words increased, and his tone gradually became intense: "How can you see it?" You can see the truth of this gradual change, you don't know where Luo Xiaoyu is, or what is her name now? You are always hiding, and if it weren't for my desire to earn a little bit and repay the shopkeeper, I wouldn't want to accept your commission at all. Since you have given the commission, you should study with us how to fulfill your commission, what is the point of you being so secretive? Unless, you don't want to save Luo Xiaoyu in your mouth at all, or this itself is your nonsense, you just want to find a ranger to suffer for you and ensure your safety, right? Now that you are satisfied, Xiaoqian is unconscious. I'm just a little ranger, I just want to take Xiao Qian'an to live a stable life, I offended you? Or do you owe it? ”

Mo Yun's expression became more and more disappointed, and finally he pushed Chao Gong hard.

Chao Gong sat on the ground, a little dazed at first, and then wanted to open his mouth to defend something, but finally said nothing.

Mo Yun waited for a while, and the windows around him closed one after another when he was angry, and only the residual smell of food remained in the quiet alley, and Chao Gong didn't say a word.

Mo Yun snorted coldly, unwilling to continue walking with this person, turned around and mentioned that he had already taken a few steps away, and he actually used martial arts.

"I really don't know what Luo Xiaoyu's name is now. I know this because of my family education. ”

Chao Gong's voice came from behind.

Mo Yun paused in his footsteps and continued to walk quickly towards the end of the alley.

Chao Gong stood in the alley for a while, straightened his clothes, removed the expression on his face, and then followed.

At the end of the alley there are two flights of stairs, one to the left and one to the right.

There is a small door in the middle of the staircase on the left, and there is a sound of argument coming from inside the door.

At the top of the stairs on the right stood a man.

This person, Mo Yun knows.