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Although the taste can only be considered average, the victory is that the portion is very large and the soup is not bad.

In particular, a few slices of green and white green onions sprinkled on top of the soup are very refreshing.

It can be seen that the two hawkers are real people.

If it was placed a few years ago, such a street stall, let alone eat, Ye Qiming was afraid that he would not have looked at it.

But at this time, Ye Qiming was eating with relish.

After three or four wontons, Ye Qiming's belly was also a little hot, and he said to the vendor with a smile: "The fellow is from Liaodi, right?" Is this wonton a family handicraft? ”

The peddler was in his early fifties, and his face was so weathered that one could feel that he was tired, but he was in good spirits.

After all, the hawker is a businessman, and his eyesight is much better than that of ordinary people, and he is also much more lively.

Although Ye Qiming in front of him was only wearing an ordinary coarse cloth robe, the momentum on his body and his calm expression were definitely not something that ordinary scholars and ordinary people could have.

The peddler didn't dare to slack off, and said with a smile: "This uncle, you really have good eyesight." Xiao Lao'er is a native of Liaodi, and his hometown is in Sanshui Lane, Guangning City. This is making wontons, Xiao Lao'er has been apprenticed with his master since he was thirteen years old, and in a flash, it has been almost forty miles. Back then, when Xiao Lao'er was in Guangning City, it was Li Yuanqing and Master Li, and they also ate the wontons made by Xiao Lao'er. It's a pity. ”

The vendor shook his head with a wry smile, "Now that prices in Beijing are soaring, you can't use the best pork hind leg meat, and Xiao Lao'er is also old, so you can't chop the meat filling so finely, this taste is much worse than before." ”

"Li Yuanqing?"

Ye Qiming couldn't help but be stunned, and for a moment, the smile on his face became more gentle: "Fellow, you are talking about Li Yuanqing, but Li Yuanqing, the chief military officer of Changsheng Island in southern Liaoning today?" ”

Speaking of Li Yuanqing, the hawker also came to his senses, as if he was a lot younger all of a sudden, and said with a smile: "This uncle, have you also heard of Master Li's reputation?" He is an old man, but he is really the pride of our Liao people! Back then, when Mr. Li was not in the army, he was in the medicinal herb business in Quang Ninh, and every morning, he would come to Xiao Lao'er's stall to eat a bowl of wontons and five baked cakes. Little Lao'er, I saw at that time that this Master Li, his future is bound to be limitless. Now, sure enough. ”

The main customers of this wonton stall are mainly for the peddlers and pawns who get up in the morning, such as the official and the sedan chair driver of a large family, the shopkeeper and the other who get up in the morning to run the hall, and some businessmen, or the people who are more wealthy and too lazy to make breakfast.

Ordinary people, if they want to eat a bowl of wontons of fifteen wen, plus a small thin meat patty of eight wen, it will definitely hurt the meat.

At this time, it was still early, about six o'clock, not yet the morning court, or the time when he had already gone out to work, that is, seven o'clock, the hawker was also very leisurely, seeing that Ye Qiming was willing to chat with him, he also smiled and talked with Ye Qiming.

Compared with southerners, northerners are noticeably rougher, more worldly, and more enthusiastic.

This peddler has been mixing in Beijing for six or seven years, although the local accent has not changed, but he has already adapted to the way of speaking in Beijing, and he is more able and willing to talk.

Especially on the topic of Li Yuanqing, that is really the pride of their entire Liao people!

Back then, when Li Yuanqing led his troops to set up a Beijing view outside the city, the hawker also took his mother-in-law and his girl to see it.

Ye Qiming naturally heard that this vendor was bragging at this time, but this was also human nature, and he naturally wouldn't break it.

smiled: "Unexpectedly, fellow, your eyesight is really superb." Li Yuanqing does have some skills. I also admire him very much. ”

Ye Qiming's art of speaking, how can this hawker compare?

When he boarded, the hawker couldn't help but be overjoyed, as if he had found a soulmate, and said with a smile: "Uncle, you really praise the little old man." However, back then, as soon as Master Li sat in Xiao Lao'er's small stall, Xiao Lao'er could feel that Master Li was absolutely extraordinary. Xiao Lao'er's master once taught Xiao Lao'er back then, this looks at people, the first glance is to look at the figure, and the second glance is to look at the face. ”

Seeing that Ye Qiming seemed to be fascinated by what he heard, the peddler was even more excited, and said: "Master Li is tall and strong, but he is very well-proportioned, and when he walks, it is simply a tiger's style." Coupled with Master Li's face, he looks like a majestic and wealthy person. Uncle, guess what? Within half a year, it was reported from Liaodong that Li Yuanqing followed Master Mao and his old man to break through Zhenjiang City. Ah. It's been almost seven years. When you think about it, it's like you're still looking at it! ”

Ye Qiming said with a smile: "Unexpectedly, fellow, you still have research on faces." It's really a real person who doesn't show his face. By the way, fellow, how did you come to Beijing? I heard that Li Yuanqing and Li Shuai are doing well now on Changsheng Island. ”

How is the hawker Ye Qiming's opponent?

As soon as he heard that Ye Qiming was very respectful to Li Yuanqing, he also opened up the conversation, and said with a busy smile: "Uncle, this matter is a long story." Back then, when Guangning was in crisis, the big guys all ran to the Guannai, the little old man, the old arms and legs, and the mother-in-law and girl, the legs and feet were not so neat, and they couldn't walk for a while. Fortunately, there was a noble man who helped and rewarded Xiao Lao'er's mother-in-law and girl with a donkey. After arriving at Guannei, Xiao Lao'er originally planned to go to Zhenjiang to join Master Li, but it was too chaotic at that time, and there was no boat. Xiao Lao'er could only follow the general stream and came to Beijing. With the craftsmanship of the little old man, he barely eats. ”

"Hey. It's a pity. The little old man has no son, only a lone girl. If not, Xiao Lao'er must send his son to Master Li and let him kill the Tartar with him. ”

Ye Qiming nodded slowly.

Although the peddler didn't say who this noble person was, he could guess that eighty percent of it was related to Li Yuanqing.

Ye Qiming remembered that Li Yuanqing's second wife, the young lady of the Qu family, was she in Guangning City back then?

It is no wonder that Li Yuanqing was able to do this at a young age.

This is really the right time, place, and people.

Although the peddler didn't say it, Ye Qiming knew that back then, the reason why many people in Guangning City escaped from the city in advance to avoid being slaughtered by the Tartars was because Li Yuanqing released the news in advance.

Even if this peddler arrives in Beijing, he always remembers to keep secrets and never forgets Li Yuanqing's kindness, which is really ......

From this, it can also be imagined how much influence Li Yuanqing has in Liaodi.

It is not surprising that such a person can win battles.

It's just that Li Yuanqing is now with the imperial court, but ......

Ye Qiming thought, his brows couldn't help frowning slightly, the martial arts are powerful, this is not a blessing for the imperial court......

The vendor saw that Ye Qiming remembered what was on his mind, and next to him, there happened to be a new customer, and he no longer pestered Ye Qiming, and greeted the new customer with a smile.

Ye Qiming looked at the busy back of the hawker and couldn't help but shake his head with a smile.

Perhaps, I feel that he is tired, but in fact, maybe people are having a good time.

Zi is not a fish, how to know the joy of fish.

After eating the wontons in the bowl and eating a small thin meatloaf, Ye Qiming smiled and said to the little guy next to him: "Soul, are you full?" ”

The little guy called the soul hurriedly smiled and said, "Childe, the soul is full." ”

Ye Qiming smiled, "Take three taels of silver and settle the bill for the boss." ”

"Huh?"

The soul was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "Childe, our meal is no more than fifty wen." This ......"

Ye Qiming had already stood up, "You just have to do it." ”

"Yes."

The soul did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly took out three taels of silver from the purse and handed it to the vendor.

The peddler also came back to his senses, and hurriedly chased after Ye Qiming, "Uncle, this, this can't be helped." This, that's too much. ”

Ye Qiming smiled and waved his hand, "It's okay." Fellow, we are very close to each other, today, I originally wanted to talk to you for a while, but suddenly I remembered some things and wanted to deal with them. Wait for another day. I'll eat your wontons another day, and let's have a good chat. Let me pay this money in advance. ”

"Hey. Uncle, next time you come, it's best to ask someone to tell Xiao Lao'er in advance, and Xiao Lao'er will make stuffing for you with pork hind leg meat. ”

Ye Qiming's mood these days was originally a little depressed, but early this morning, he met this vendor, and his mood couldn't help but be much brighter.

At this time, there were already a lot of pedestrians on the street, and it had reached the busy point, but Ye Qiming was not in a hurry, walked slowly and methodically, came to the mouth of an alley not far away, and sat down in an inconspicuous teahouse.

The little soul went to the door respectfully to wait, not knowing what guest was waiting.

Not long after, Zhou Wei, who had been promoted to a member of the military department, rushed over with two servants.

Soul hurriedly and respectfully welcomed Zhou Wei to the inner room.

"Brother Ye, are you in a hurry?"

Zhou Wei came indoors and hurriedly hugged Ye Qiming respectfully.

Although Ye Qiming did not enter the ranks at this time, and in terms of fame, he was far inferior to Zhou Wei, who was born in the second class, but Ye Qiming's background is far from being comparable to Zhou Wei.

Many people habitually think that in the Ming Dynasty, the children of the powerful are very early, which is actually a wrong thinking.

These sons of the powerful, especially the sons-in-law, they don't need fame to join the office, of course, they still have to go through the motions, but they are only going through the motions.

They generally follow their father's side and act as staff, and most of them have to wait until their father retires to become a shadow official.

Of course, like Yan Song's son Yan Shifan, it is not for nothing that Yin Guan is still an official in the same hall.

It's just that 'making up for the deficiency and losing more than enough', this is generally too sharp, and the end will not be too good.

The inheritance of China is still dominated by moderation.

Young people are frizzy, not well-trained, and rashly entering the profession is not a good thing.

And staying by the side of his parents, even if he has no real power, his influence should not be underestimated.

But even if they didn't join the office, the wind and reputation when they stayed by their parents' side was, to a certain extent, more powerful than the qualifications of the company, especially at the end of the Ming Dynasty.

At this time, seeing Zhou Wei coming in, Ye Qiming hurriedly stood up with a smile and greeted him: "It didn't take long, I just arrived." Brother Zhou, how is it? How is the war going in the early days today? ”

Zhou Wei is only from the fifth grade, if he is ordinary, he does not have the qualifications of the early dynasty.

But at this time, the pattern of the DPRK and China was quite complicated, and Zhou Wei, as the backbone of Donglin, was famous, so he was exceptionally allowed to enter the DPRK, but he had no right to speak.

"Hey."

Zhou Wei sighed, took a sip of tea, looked into Ye Qiming's eyes and said, "Brother Ye, the old pickled dog is very rampant!" He's going to wipe us out! If we go on like this, our Ming dynasty is afraid that it will be collapsed by this old pickled dog! ”

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