Summary of the previous chapter: Shopping with women will always make men very hard, and Ma Xiaoquan is no exception

++++++++++++++++++++ Ma Xiaoquan smiled embarrassedly, waved his hand and said, "Then you have to remind me earlier, hey, you woman, really"

Dongfang Qingxue stepped forward with a smile and grabbed Ma Xiaoquan's arm, nodded and said, "No matter what, Ma Xiaoquan, you are a good-looking man."

"Good-looking" Ma Xiaoquan was a little helpless, "This good-looking should be used on a beauty like you, I'm a big man, I feel so weird to use this word." ”

Dongfang Qingxue turned her head and asked Liu Xiangxiang: "Sister Xiangxiang, do you think Ma Xiaoquan is good-looking?" ”

Liu Xiangxiang also stepped forward to hold Ma Xiaoquan's other arm: "Of course Brother Quan is good-looking, if you want to select the beautiful men of our Ming Dynasty, Brother Quan can definitely be in the top ten." ”

When Ma Xiaoquan heard this, he hurriedly shook his head: "You have to go, you guys stop for me, nonsense." ”

After leaving the clothing store, Ma Xiaoquan simply took off his coat, so that he would no longer be laughed at.

The streets of the bazaar are not too long, if according to today's standards, even less than half of the Wangfujing pedestrian street, of course, not too long does not mean that it is not prosperous, at least in Ma Xiaoquan's eyes, anything needed in this era can be bought in the bazaar in Beijing.

In a blink of an eye, at noon, the three of them were hungry looking for a place to eat, Ma Xiaoquan mentioned yì to eat fried noodles, Dongfang Qingxue said curiously: "Fried noodles? What is Jajangmyeon? ”

Ma Xiaoquan asked Dongfang Qingxue rhetorically: "Oriental girl, why is your Oriental family also in the east, what's the matter, you haven't even eaten such a classic and delicious fried sauce noodles?" ”

Dongfang Qingxue blushed and said, "We eat corn for three meals a day, where do we come from?" ”

Dongfang Shijia is located in the northeast, which is famous for producing rice, although it is not considered a large grain producing area in the northeast of the Ming Dynasty, but it is completely possible to be self-sufficient.

Dongfang Qingxue once said that her Oriental family owns 10,000 acres of land, and from this point of view, what she said is true.

"Well, since you haven't eaten it, let's try the authentic fried noodles of old Beijing once~"

Ma Xiaoquan's uncle's house is in Beijing, and it is not too far from the Hongqiao market, the "old Beijing fried sauce noodle king" noodle restaurant near the Hongqiao market, Ma Xiaoquan has to go to eat a bowl every time he goes to the uncle's house to play, at this moment, Ma Xiaoquan is standing in the Hongqiao market, but now it is the Ming Dynasty, and this Hongqiao market is not the other Hongqiao market.

To be precise, Zhu Youxiao, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, still did not have the so-called Hongqiao Market at this time, but what made Ma Xiaoquan relieved was that although there was no market, there was one bridge, and not far from under the bridge, there happened to be a noodle stall.

Ma Xiaoquan led Dongfang Qingxue and Liu Xiangxiang to the noodle stall and said, "Boss, come three bowls of fried noodles." ”

"Jajangmyeon?" The noodle stall owner raised his head, not understanding what Ma Xiaoquan said.

Ma Xiaoquan sighed and changed his words: "Oh, miso soup cakes, three bowls." ”

"Oh, yes, officer, huh? Guest officer, are you the fourth young master of the Ma family? ”

"What? Do you know me? ”

"Hey, Fourth Young Master Ma, who doesn't know you in this Beijing City, come on, come on, distinguished guest, sit, go on right away, go up right away."

Dongfang Qingxue quipped: "Ma Xiaoquan, you are really famous, how can people know you wherever you go?" ”

Ma Xiaoquan was just about to speak, Liu Xiangxiang said: "Of course, many people in Beijing know Brother Quan."

Dongfang Qingxue said: "Acquaintance? I'm afraid it's all about him, right? ”

Ma Xiao laughed awkwardly twice and didn't speak.

The noodles came up quickly, and the noodle stall owner personally brought a tray to Ma Xiaoquan and the three of them.

"Fourth young master, your miso soup cake" The boss put three bowls of fried noodles on the table with some restraint, and did not forget to wipe the table again while putting them away.

Ma Xiaoquan squinted at the noodle stall owner, that's right, I haven't seen this person, oh, could it be that the fourth young man of the Ma family before?

"Boss, do we know each other?"

The noodle stall owner rubbed his hands, looked at Dongfang Qingxue, and asked cautiously, "Fourth Young Master Ma, have you really forgotten?" ”

"I" Ma Xiaoquan smiled and lied, "Hey, how can I forget, I just want to make sure again, come, you sit here and talk to me"

The noodle stall owner nodded, moved a small stool and sat in front of Ma Xiaoquan, because Ma Xiaoquan's stool was relatively high, the noodle stall owner sat like this, it seemed that he was very short.

Ma Xiaoquan looked a little unaccustomed, but Dongfang Qingxue and Liu Xiangxiang seemed to be used to such things, and helplessly, Ma Xiaoquan had no choice but to let the boss do this.

"Fourth young master, I'm a small noodle stall, but you paid for it, otherwise my family really doesn't know how to live."

Ma Xiaoquan nodded, oh, this noodle stall has been around for a long time, and it is really the "original" Ma family's four less money.

"Fourth Young Master, when our family went to Beijing and had no one to rely on, it was thanks to you that we survived."

Ma Xiaoquan sighed, waved his hand and said, "Okay, it's all in the past, now you can live well, go get busy." ”

"Hey~good~"

After the noodle stall owner left, Dongfang Qingxue whispered: "Ma Xiaoquan, you won't find a nursery to deliberately lift you, right?" ”

Ma Xiaoquan glanced at Dongfang Qingxue, and whispered: "How do you speak, I really don't know, if you want to talk about this, I'm afraid it was also done by the previous Ma Sishao." ”

Dongfang Qingxue pursed her lips and muttered, "It's really cheap for you~"

Ma Xiaoquan smiled bitterly: "Cheap me? I don't want to pick it up yet, Oriental girl, you will also hear the four young men of the Ma family when you visit the market, right? You say, do you hear more good or bad things? ”

Dongfang Qingxue chuckled: "Naturally, there are a lot of bad words. ”

"That's right, you say, if I did it, I admit it, the point is"

Liu Xiangxiang interjected: "Brother Quan, why didn't you do it, aren't you Ma Xiaoquan?" ”

Ma Xiaoquan and Dongfang Qingxue glanced at each other, and said, "Let's eat, let's not talk about it yet." ”

After the meal, Ma Xiaoquan found a factor to temporarily branch Liu Xiangxiang.

Dongfang Qingxue saw Ma Xiaoquan's thoughts at a glance, and when Liu Xiangxiang walked away, she said, "Ma Xiaoquan, you have something to say to me, right?" ”

Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "The Oriental girl is really smart, that's right, one thing, about my true identity, I hope the Oriental girl will keep it secret for me, especially Liu Xiangxiang." ”