The warm sunshine accompanied by the afternoon wind blows people a little lazy, maybe spring sleepiness is just the right time. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

When it came to the time to eat, there were really a lot of people going to the restaurant. Of course, the most high-grade restaurant on Guanzheng Street is the easternmost Zuixiao Building, but if the accommodation conditions are the best, it is the guest inn at the west end of Guanzheng Street. Travelers and merchants from the south to the north, if they want to stay in Chenzhou City, but most of them have some status, they will stay at the guest inn.

At this moment, in the No. 3 guest room of the guest inn, Chen Song stretched his waist fiercely.

Chen Song is from Chang'an and is the shopkeeper of Yonghe Building in Chang'an City. This time I went out to do errands, and I happened to settle in Chenzhou City. Speaking of which, Chen Song should also be regarded as a native of Chenzhou, and he spent his childhood in Chenzhou. After leaving Chenzhou that year, more than 30 years have passed.

Chen Song has never had the habit of sleeping at noon, and just after lunch, he felt quite bored in the room, so he thought about going out for a walk. After all, he has been away from Chenzhou for more than 30 years, and the first time he returns to his homeland, of course, he has to take a look around.

When passing by the door of the No. 2 guest room, Chen Song hesitated, but stepped forward and knocked lightly.

The door opened, and a handsome young man in his twenties appeared in front of Chen Song.

Chen Song smiled at the young man and said, "Master Wu, I want to go out for a walk, I wonder if you are interested in going together?" ”

The young man known as "Wu Gongzi" is also from Chang'an, Chen Songhe didn't know each other when he was in Chang'an, but the two traveled together, and they talked happily along the way, so they naturally became acquainted.

Wu Gongzi happily agreed: "Okay, I have long heard that the people of Chenzhou are outstanding and spiritual, and it happens to be the hometown of the shopkeeper Chen, wouldn't it be nice to be able to appreciate the customs of Chenzhou with the shopkeeper Chen!" ”

At this moment, Guanzheng Street is very lively, pedestrians are constant, some are carrying burdens and hurrying away, some are driving ox carts to deliver goods, some are driving donkeys to pull trucks, and some are stopping to watch. With the Thorn Mansion as the center, it extends to the east and west, and the houses on both sides are lined up one after another, there are public houses, inns, tea houses, gambling houses, wine shops, foot shops, butcher shops, etc., and there are many small vendors with big umbrellas in the open spaces on both sides of the street.

Chen Song and Wu Gongzi walked on Guanzheng Street, blue bricks, stone railings, wooden windows, willows, how many unknown secrets are hidden? How many joys and sorrows, partings and reunions have been performed? The wind has been blown away by the rain and wind, and only the old house facing the street still stands quietly, whispering about the vicissitudes of several lifetimes.

In front of and behind them are faces that are either long, elegant, fresh, or sophisticated, with sparkling carriages and horses, and the flow of people is like weaving, and the penetrating shouts of the traders are faintly heard not far away.

As he got closer and closer to the place Chen Song wanted to go, his heart couldn't help but tremble.

Suddenly, Chen Song slowed down and looked at everything in front of him, his complicated eyes intended to penetrate the street and return to the time and space of his childhood.

"This was supposed to be a bun shop!" Chen Song muttered to himself.

In Chen Song's memory, the place in front of him should indeed be a steamed bun shop, not far from his former home, he can't remember what the name of the steamed bun shop is, but the grout buns in the steamed bun shop have thin skin and large filling, delicious soup, exquisite appearance, mellow soup, and oily but not greasy, but he will never forget it for the rest of his life.

"It's been more than 30 years, and it's long been a matter of fact!" Chen Song sighed: "I can't eat my childhood buns anymore!" ”

Wu Gongzi looked at Chen Song silently from the side, he could understand Chen Song's mood very well, and he also knew very well what thirty years meant to Chen Song, who had passed middle age. The frost sword and snow sword of the years engraved the mark of wrinkles on Chen Song's face. But in the same way, the years have not accompanied me, and I have gone through the ignorance of youth and the youthfulness of youth.

It stands to reason that Chen Song is honored to return to his hometown, but for some reason, he has neither the excitement of returning to his hometown after a long absence, nor the excitement of being close to his hometown, but there is a trace of indescribable sadness between his eyebrows.

Chen Song sighed softly and walked forward slowly.

It's closer, it's getting closer.

Finally, Chen Song stopped hesitantly in a storefront facing the street, and stood in place in a daze, with a plaque of "Good Luck Gambling House" hanging in front of the storefront.

"It's a gambling house!" Chen Song was a little stunned.

More than thirty years ago, it was his home. But now, it has become a gambling house, isn't this a creation to make people?

"Is Shopkeeper Chen interested in playing two?" Wu Gongzi asked curiously.

Chen Song smiled bitterly and shook his head, but he didn't leave, but walked into the gambling house with his legs raised as if he was enchanted.

Wu Gongzi didn't understand what he meant, but he still followed in.

When he was in Chang'an, Wu Gongzi also went to the gambling house, he had no gambling addiction, and only occasionally tried his luck, so he was not a stranger to the gambling house. Compared with Chang'an, the gambling house in front of me is not remarkable at all. Although there is no luxury in Chang'an, it does not hinder the business of the Good Luck Gambling House from thriving, and there are still two or three hours before dark, but it is already full of gamblers.

Unlike Wu Gongzi, Chen Song did not pay attention to the gamblers, but looked around at the structural layout of the gambling house, as if he had entered a labyrinth.

There were no guys to greet Chen Song and Wu Gongzi, and the two of them didn't mind, they just found a place with a lot of people to watch the excitement.

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The arrival of Chen Song and Wu Gongzi did not attract the attention of the gamblers present, but there were two exceptions.

One is the shopkeeper Zhao.

The other one is Zhang Baoer.

Shopkeeper Zhao is the shopkeeper of the gambling house, and he will pay more attention to the guests who enter the gambling house, which is his habit. As soon as the two entered the door, Shopkeeper Zhao saw that they were definitely not regular customers of the gambling house.

Zhang Baoer paid attention to these two people for other reasons.

Since reading "The Secret Book of Mind Reading", Zhang Baoer will always subconsciously observe strangers. As soon as Chen Song and Wu Gongzi appeared, Zhang Baoer saw it. Chen Song is okay, this martial artist has an indescribable temperament, which makes Zhang Baoer faintly feel that this person is not simple.

Just when Shopkeeper Zhao and Zhang Bao'er secretly looked at Chen Song and Wu Gongzi, another stranger walked into the gambling house. This is a young man dressed in the countryside, carrying a floral cloth bag in his hand.

The appearance of this person naturally attracted the attention of Shopkeeper Zhao and Zhang Baoer to him.

When the shopkeeper Zhao saw this person, he raised his eyebrows slightly, stepped forward and said with a smile on his face: "Welcome, I don't know where the guest officer came from?" ”

The young man choked Zhao's shopkeeper: "What? Does the Good Luck Casino still have the habit of inquiring about the details of customers? ”

Shopkeeper Zhao smiled for a moment, but he was not angry, and hurriedly hugged his fists and said: "The guest officer said that he was laughing, I just asked casually, please don't blame!" ”

"Can I go over then?" The young man pointed to the gambling table.

"Oh! Of course! Shopkeeper Zhao turned sideways and made a gesture of invitation: "Guest officer, please feel free!" ”

Zhang Baoer looked at this scene and couldn't help muttering: "Strange things happen every day, there are a lot of them today, and this person is not simple!" ”