Our Wu Dalang is very kind......

Wait, if he wasn't Wu Dalang, who told you that Da Lang's baked cakes must be Wu Dalang's. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Li Fuyao was thinking about it, and an old woman came to the teahouse next door, and said with a smile: "Da Lang, bring me five cakes." ”

The short man sighed, wrapped five and handed them to the old woman, and said with a smile: "Mrs. Wang is planning to eat only baked cakes tonight, if you don't want to cook, you can come to my house, and my Hun family can cook one or two small dishes." ”

The old woman smiled: "Da Lang has a heart, but it doesn't have to be like this." ”

The short man was happy, "They are all neighbors, and they should help each other." ”

Li Fuyao on the side suddenly had a black line on his face.

It hurts.

There is a baked cake shop here, the boss is called Da Lang, and there is an old woman named Wang Po next door, can it be a coincidence, I guess this person, it is really Wu Dalang who didn't run away.

Come on, let's get started.

Let's see who is the traverser in this little story.

Pretending to shout casually: "I heard that this Qinghe Wu Dalang baked cakes are very famous, I'm afraid it's a craft passed down from the ancestors." ”

The short man smiled, "That's it, the baked cake made by my Wu Dalang, not to mention the first in the world, at least it is also the first in Qinghe County, an ancestral craft." "I was smug when I said this.

Li Fuyao nodded, knowing in his heart.

didn't run away, this is Wu Dalang, and the old woman who bought the baked cakes and went back next door is Wang Po.

Pan Jinlian should be upstairs.

So where is Ximenqing at this moment, and where is Wu Song?

Li Fuyao left Dalang's baked cake shop, thought about it for a while, and felt that this matter still needed to be lurking, so he took advantage of the nightfall to find a large family, and used the golden finger of time stagnation to make some money.

I spent the night in the inn in Qinghe County, and then early in the morning of the next day, I came to Dalang's baked cake shop.

Wu Dalang is not there.

Li Fuyao asked the Wang Po next door who got up very early with some curiosity, "Why hasn't the bakery opened yet?" ”

Wang Po laughed, "Little brother is familiar with it...... Ah, is it the person who lost the money bag last night, it's a foreigner, no wonder I don't know, Da Lang goes to the street every morning and afternoon to drink and sell. ”

Li Fu shook his head, his heart turned, and he said with a smile: "Old man, I lost my money bag, and I can't go back to my hometown for a while, I went to pawn some belongings last night, a little bit of money, and I plan to live in Qinghe County first, do some odd jobs, and redeem my hometown after earning enough money, I don't know if there is a place to rent a house near here, and there is a shop to recruit workers?" ”

Wang Po's eyes lit up, "There is an attic on the second floor of my teahouse, I don't know if you are willing to rent it, for your sake, one hundred and fifty yuan a month." ”

One hundred and fifty wen is almost the purchasing power of five hundred yuan.

It's high in Qinghe County.

This princess is not kind...... Li Fuyao didn't care about her, but felt good, so that he became a neighbor of Wu Dalang and Pan Jinlian, and could better participate in this matter.

So I pretended to look at the room, was slightly satisfied, and went to sign the contract happily.

Perhaps a little guilty, after collecting the rent, Wang Po said happily: "My teahouse is very idle, so there is no shortage of manpower, but there is good news, if my brother does not dislike hard work, you can ask Da Lang, he said a few days ago, a load of baked cakes every day is not enough, I want to find a burden to go to the street with him." ”

Li Fuyao nodded, "Okay, then I'll ask Brother Da Lang when he comes back." ”

Wang Po laughed, "Little brother has just arrived, I see that you probably can't cook by yourself at noon today, or eat at my house, I will cook a few small dishes, and call the eldest daughter-in-law to save the little lady from being busy." ”

Da Lang's daughter-in-law, Pan Jinlian!

Li Fuyao's eyes lit up, "Then thank you Wang Po first." ”

Wang Po smiled, went to the next door, and came back and said: "The little lady hasn't gotten up yet, but she married a kind man, Dalang comes and goes in the wind and rain every day, and this little lady sleeps every day until the sun is three poles......"

After a pause, he said without concealing it: "It's not a grievance, Da Lang, the little lady is very handsome." ”

Li Fuyao couldn't laugh or cry.

The matter of Ximen Qing and Pan Jinlian was tossed out by you, an old woman.

On the surface, he was silent, "I want to ask Mrs. Wang, in our Qinghe County, there are some big families, and the little students have read some poetry books, and they can probably be the bookkeepers of the big families." ”

Mrs. Wang's eyes lit up, "I forgot about this stubble, it is indeed insulting for scholars to walk the streets and alleys, and there are many big families in Qinghe, such as the Zhao family in the west of the city, I heard that the ancestor came from Bianjing, the emperor's relatives and relatives, scary tight, the Li family in the south of the city is also good, the family wealth is thousands of years old and there is a man, I am afraid that it will become more and more prosperous, you can try, the Li family still attaches more importance to the ...... of readers"

chattered, and finally said what Li Fuyao wanted to hear: "Besides, it's the big official of Ximen, this big official, there is a lot of money, but the person is not very good, and our good family in Qinghe is a little afraid of him." ”

Li Fuyao was overjoyed in his heart, and sure enough, there was a Ximen Qing.

After a long groan, he saluted Mrs. Wang, "Thank you, Mrs. Wang, in the afternoon, I will go to these big families to ask if they need Mr. Accounts or something." ”

Wang Po nodded, "Then little brother, you sit for a while, I'll go buy some vegetables and come back, wait for Da Lang's little lady to get up, let her cook some side dishes at noon, her cooking skills are good, and you can also have a cup or two with Da Lang at that time." ”

Li Fuyao answered.

Mrs. Wang carried a basket of vegetables, motioned to Li Fuyao to stare at the teahouse, and then went out and turned left.

Li Fuyao groaned for a while.

Looking at it like this, Wang Po should not be a traverser.

It's hard to say whether Wu Dalang is a traverser, Pan Jinlian hasn't seen it herself, if it's a traverser, it's very troublesome, and the most troublesome thing is afraid that Ximenqing is a traverser.

Having said that, I don't know where Wu Song is now.

Li Fuyao had nothing to do, so he walked outside the teahouse and paced back and forth to think about what happened next.

As I was thinking about it, I heard a squeak.

Before he could wake up, he suddenly felt a pain in his head, and with a sound of tying, a wooden stick fell to the ground.

Can't help but look up.

It's a little sluggish......

Upstairs, the window of Xiaoxuan was half opened, and a woman covered her mouth and looked at herself in horror.

Pan Jinlian!

But seeing her black-bearded crow's sideburns, the crescent moon eyebrows are like willows in early spring, the cherry mouth is pink and red, Qiong Yao's nose is small and straight, the red and fragrant cheeks are like the beginning of the sun, the typical melon seed face is so crystal that it can be blown and broken, and the jade slender hands supported on the window are like tender onions.

On Izumo's hair, there is a black oily hair bun, and fragrant clouds come out of it, and the small hairpins around it are inserted together, and then a flower is worn obliquely, and the grass is combed back.

The willow eyebrows are lined with two peach blossoms, which are more and more enchanting.

At this moment, I covered my mouth and was frightened, but my eyes were bright and thorough, and I was pitiful when I saw watery, and I was born with charming eyes......

Li Fuyao groaned inwardly, feeling a little hot.

This is Pan Jinlian.

Not to mention Ximenqing, a master in the room, even if he can't handle it, Wu Dalang is really blessed.

I also admired Wu Song more and more.

was hooked up by such a beauty, and he was stunned and didn't lose to the saint!

Ps: Wu Dalang and Pan Jinlian are two characters who have been distorted by history, according to research, the prototype of Pan Jinlian in history is herself, but she is a virtuous and gentle lady, the daughter of Pan Zhizhou in Beizhou. Wu Dalang, formerly known as Wu Zhi, was called Dalang when he was young, he was smart when he was young, his family was poor, he was a middle-aged jinshi, and he was the magistrate of Yanggu County, Shandong.

It's just that Pan Jinlian was begged to hook up with a scholar, and after refusing, the scholar smeared this lady, and after Hou Shui Hu and Jin Zhumei wrote these stories, they were completely blackened.

Historical literati and villains fabricated and slandered Wu Pan, and they should trace the source back to the original and restore history to educate future generations.

Because this book is an alternate history, in order to promote the plot, Pan Jinlian chose to be blackened.