10,000 miles, Xianzhen is not as good as steamed buns. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

For fifty years, spirits are hard to beat tea.

If you want to ask, what are the well-known restaurants in Yongzhou? The sedan chair drivers who run errands can list twenty or thirty places for you in one go.

But if you ask, which restaurant do you have to go? I'm afraid that everyone will say in unison:

"Of course it's steamed bread tea......"

Steamed bread tea, as the name suggests, does not sell either steamed bread or tea here.

Newcomers will always make a fuss and shout: "The name of this restaurant is really tricky, it's just a gimmick......

But no matter how hard he was before, as long as he was touched by an old person, even the arrogant and debauched prodigal son would suddenly be too frightened to speak.

Because this name was given by the king of the northwest seventy years ago.

Not to mention anything else, what hangs on the door plaque is a pen and ink that can kill; Stacked among the bricks and tiles, there may be ghosts and ghosts.

It is said that the prince has become dead everywhere he passes, and the dead have become ashes.

No one dares to doubt the authenticity of this sentence, just as no one will doubt whether what the Holy Confucius said is true or not, and whether the Jade Emperor and his old man are indeed the same.

The hegemony of the Xiao family in the northwest has been deeply engraved in the bone marrow of every Dayan people, reminding them all the time that in addition to the emperor, the most prominent thing in the world is the hereditary "Northwest King".

One hundred and twenty years ago, a teenager was dressed in a winter suit.

When he crossed the ends of the earth of 10,000 miles and came to Yongzhou, the "West Pole" at that time, from the southeast border, he left a sentence:

"The delicacies of the mountains and seas here are not as good as the loess steamed buns in Lao Tzu's house!"

Fifty years later, he returned with honors. At this time, Yongzhou is no longer the "West Pole" of the Dayan Dynasty, and he is no longer a down-and-out and lowly "winter clothes".

I saw the old prince walk into this restaurant and order two pots of spirits. When he stood, no one dared to sit.

Then he asked for another five taels of beef, grabbed a handful and swallowed it. When he sits, others can only kneel.

In the end, he laughed and drank dozens of sips of Yongzhou Laojiao, and the wanton flow of wine slipped over the shoulder armor of the old man's imperial gift. When he was in tears, everyone felt that it was better to be alive than dead.

The old prince left later, and gently left a sentence: "The bullshit spirits here are not as good as the white water tea that Lao Tzu drank fifty years ago......"

No one knows who set him a table of delicacies from the mountains and seas; No one knows who made a pot of tea for him.

In short, this has become a mystery, and the mystery is inseparable from one person - Xiao Hanyi.

"Hey, little brother! Who is this Xiao Hanyi? A handsome boy in a black robe hugged the little guy who passed by and asked with a smile.

The little guy was dumbfounded, his eyes were about to fall out, and he hurriedly covered the big mouth of the black-robed boy, for fear that everything he just said would be listened to by people with ulterior motives.

The little girl cried with a sad face and whispered: "This master, you can't think about it yourself, it's your own business." But the villain still wants to marry a wife and have children, can you let the villain go......"

The corners of Xiao Zixuan's mouth twitched, a little confused.

He was about to call his sister to Wu Yuman just now, but this girl just refused to speak. Damn, don't you tell me Xiao Zixuan's identity, why don't you tell me about the Dayan Dynasty, Ya's mouth is so tightly sealed, do you want to find your mother back......

However, Miss Yuman probably looked at Xiao Zixuan pitifully, and finally revealed a little tone.

The girl said: "There is a restaurant in the north of Yongzhou City, the name is 'Mantou Qingcha', you go there, as long as you are willing to pay, there is nothing in the world that you can't inquire about." ”

Xiao Zixuan's face turned green at that time, so inquire? You're a big-headed ghost!

He didn't believe that in ancient times when science and technology were backward, there were really people who could collect all the information in the world. Even the FBI of later generations has been in a state of confusion about bin Laden's whereabouts for a long time, and a dilapidated restaurant dares to say that he "inquired"?

Besides, if you can really inquire, why don't you, Wu Yuman, ask about your mother's news yourself, why are you still pestering me?

But Xiao Zixuan has no other way, Wu Yuman has an expression of "I know everything, but I just don't say it", is it possible for him to really handle Xiao Nizi?

Xiao Zixuan had no choice but to leave the Moon Tilting Workshop in disgrace, and when he left, the old bustard rubbed a handful of oil on him, and the plump two lumps of flesh rubbed desperately on his arm, and said shamelessly: "Xiao Gongzi, why didn't you stay overnight today?"

Think our Oiran isn't strong enough? Do you want to come to the slave house, people haven't shown up for many years, as long as Xiao Gongzi gives an order, the slave family can do anything......"

Xiao Zixuan laboriously "pulled" his hand out of the old bustard's plump delicate body, looked at the envious and jealous eyes of the guests, and secretly slandered in his heart: What the hell, Lao Tzu didn't eat meat but caused a commotion, Wu Yuman's girl is a demon at all......

But he can't reveal any clues now, he doesn't know what his identity is, and any wrong word may lead to death.

After all, the law and discipline in this ancient world are backward, otherwise Wu Yuman, as a woman in the Qinglou, would dare to categorically assassinate the prostitute?

Xiao Zixuan followed the path described by Wu Yuman, stumbling and recklessly, and finally came to the door of the restaurant.

When he saw the four big words "steamed bread tea" on the plaque, he was secretly happy in his heart, and finally found the right place! He didn't think much about it for a while, and when he saw that the person with the inscription was "Xiao Hanyi", he recklessly grabbed a restaurant guy and asked, how could he have thought that the guy could make such a big move?

He consciously lost his words, and probably realized the prominence of the name "Xiao Hanyi", so he took out a tael of silver from his arms and handed it to the little servant.

"Hey, I hope the little brother will forgive me, I'm used to being reckless, I just drank wine and my memory is not very good, and I actually forgot what the identity of Lord Xiao Hanyi is for a while......"

When the little girl saw the white flowers, he was about to drip down, so he quickly took it and stuffed it into his pocket, and then said mysteriously: "Childe, you just don't know who it is, and you can't know the king of the northwest!" Lord Xiao Hanyi, that is the Northwest King who seized the four northwest provinces a hundred years ago, and his military exploits are so great that he doesn't even have to kneel down to face the saint! ”

The corners of Xiao Zixuan's mouth twitched, and he felt that the one or two pieces of silver he spent were not worth it. Not to mention the prince, even if it is the name of the emperor, in his mind, it is not as good as the white silver. However, he was embarrassed to come back, so he had to take the little girl's hand and continue to ask: "Little brother, I have just arrived at the beginning of the next year, and I have another question to ask." It is said that in your wine shop, there is a Mr. Bao inquire? Can you give me a referral below......"

The little eyes of the restaurant handyman suddenly became vigilant, and when he heard Xiao Zixuan's words, it didn't look like a local in Yongzhou said it.

Because the locals in Yongzhou know that there is not only one bag to inquire about the steamed tea, but there are nine bags to inquire! "Bao inquire" people take people's money and solve people's doubts, there is nothing you want to do, but the ancestors have set a rule that cannot be broken, that is, do not accept orders from outsiders!

After so many years, no one has dared to break the rules of the ancestors, so when the miscellaneous servants saw Xiao Zixuan's appearance, they immediately didn't want to talk to him anymore.

After all, the silver has already been obtained, so why dare this guy snatch it back? He turned and walked away, the rag around his waist fluttering in the wind.

Xiao Zixuan saw that the little guy didn't do anything after taking the money, and a nameless dark fire ignited in his heart, and he shouted: "You little guy, dare to look at me?!" ”

The little guy was frightened by this roar, and turned his head tremblingly, trying to recall Xiao Zixuan's appearance.

His face turned white suddenly, his back was instantly wet, and his robe was wet with cold sweat. As if he had thought of something, he knelt on the ground with a puff, and cried and said: "Lord Xiao, the little one doesn't know if it's you, what kind of wind blew you here, the little one is not well entertained, you can spare the little one's life!" ”

Xiao Zixuan snorted coldly, he guessed that this "Xiao Zixuan" with the same name and surname as himself should have a prominent identity, otherwise, it would be impossible to carry four or five silver tickets worth hundreds of taels in his arms.

Now that I see it, it is really the case, even the little guy in the restaurant knows him, and he must be the son of a big family.

His face was pale, and he said in an unkind tone: "Where does this son want to go, what qualifications do you have to ask?" I'll ask you now, Bao inquire, do you give me a recommendation?! ”

The little guy complained bitterly in his heart, and he had long heard that there was an arrogant and domineering evil slave in the Liu family in the north of the city, who was even more arrogant than the young master and son of the Liu family. As a handyman in a restaurant, he had only seen this person once, because Xiao Zixuan was lustful and debauched, and he would only go to the Qinglou to have fun on weekdays, where would he come to the restaurant to taste tea and appreciate poetry?

Therefore, when I saw it just now, the little guy was stunned that he didn't recognize this Tai Sui Ye, and now that he thinks about it, he really can't wait to slap himself a hundred times.

He knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, and the hard marble slab "banged", but the little guy didn't seem to feel pain, and said with a handful of snot and tears: "Give, give, of course!" Lord Xiao, you just want my life, I will give ......"

Xiao Zixuan looked at the little girl's face, and suddenly felt a burst of excitement.

I'm afraid that the previous owner of this shell was not a good thing, otherwise he wouldn't have made the conscientious little guy so afraid.

He said softly: "Forget it, I won't hold you accountable, you can bring me to the 'Bao Inquire'......"

The little guy who was kneeling on the ground was like being pardoned, and said gratefully: "Xiao Gongzi really has a lot of adults, and he is not as knowledgeable as the small ones. The small one will take you to meet the bag and ask the adult! ”

"By the way, which Bao inquiring master does Xiao Gongzi want to meet?"

Xiao Zixuan's eyes lit up, and he pursed his lips and said, "What do you say......"

The little guy shuddered and asked tentatively, "Mr. Nine, Mr. Nine?" Also、It's still eight, eight......"

"Humph!" Xiao Zixuan flicked his sleeves violently, looking dissatisfied.

The little guy was about to cry, and said with a crying voice: "I know, you must want to see Mr. Seven!" ”