Chapter 388: It's Different

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As a martial arts knight, Cheng Hao's martial arts are naturally very good, and his vigilance is also very high, and when a person suddenly appears around him, he can naturally find out for the first time, but this boy is powerless, and he is only fifteen or sixteen years old, his appearance is abnormal, and the soft atmosphere between his eyebrows is almost a little different from a man, and there is obviously no threat, so he didn't pay too much attention to it, but he praised the words of that son, this Xuzhou is indeed very different, and it is worth taking a look.

Since he wanted to see, Cheng Hao no longer hesitated, casually pointed in a direction, and walked towards that side with his two brothers, and walked not far to see that the son also followed, presumably it was the first time to come to Xuzhou, I don't know where to start, so he followed himself and others, he didn't care, and led people to continue to walk forward, seeing that the shops on the street were bustling, almost all the goods in Jiangnan and Jiangbei were dazzling, and many things that had not been seen in Hubei before, could all be found here.

To see whether a city is prosperous, in fact, the main thing is to look at the shops, look at the merchants, if the merchants are unwilling to go, or do not want to stay in the place, of course, there is nothing to see, because there is no oil and water to make money here, and the situation in front of you is the opposite, only from these merchants who occupy almost every place, and the same endless stream of guests, you can see the wealth of Xuzhou, it is estimated that it is worse than the richest cities in the south of the Yangtze River, but it can also be ranked in the top few in Daming.

Walking further, I saw a group of soldiers sitting in the teahouse drinking tea, Xuzhou people are good at martial arts Cheng Hao Zhilu said, there are Xuzhou brothers from Xuzhou, and it took a lot of effort for the master to get started, because there are too many martial arts from elementary school, and the mess is very difficult to teach, and it is almost a year after adapting to the routine of the Wudang faction. This is the beginning of the serious teaching of this martial arts, so the soldiers and horses in Xuzhou should naturally be very strong, not to mention that they are now famous elite soldiers in the world, Cheng Hao naturally wants to take a good look.

After looking carefully for a while, I found that these people really deserved their reputation, although no one did anything, but only from eating and drinking, you can see the fierce spirit, it is indeed different from the officers and soldiers encountered along the way, if you really let go of the fight, it will not be a problem for the three of you to kill the few in front of you. But as long as there are twenty or thirty such soldiers, then they will definitely have no chance of winning, and they may not even be able to escape, but I don't know if these are Song Qing's personal soldiers, and if they have the chance, they can ask.

But before they asked, the matter came to light, and there was a big man named Qiu Laohu among these soldiers, who should be the leader of everyone, and he had been shouting and drinking before. Although there was no excessive behavior, the other ones obviously didn't dare to provoke him, and they didn't say anything about taking a dish of vinegar or moving a chair.

In the end, the busiest one was the tall, skinny one. Qiu Laohu seemed to like to instruct him to do things, and he did this and that honestly at first, but after a while, the thin man no longer had patience. Pointing at the big man, he said: "You Qiu Laohu are so powerful, don't you also be a miscellaneous soldier with us, and if you have the ability to enter the team, let us see." There are a lot of people in this team, two thousand, you haven't taken the test, and you still can't get into the test three times in a row, so you can only play with us people! ”

Qiu Laohu's face suddenly became a little exciting, and he stood up, but in the end, he could only sit down honestly, and said in a sullen voice: "Chen Mazhu'er, if it weren't for the strict military regulations that you should not beat your comrades, Lao Tzu would have to beat your out today!" ”

Although he didn't do it, he obviously couldn't eat this meal, a group of soldiers honestly paid the bill and left in Cheng Hao's surprise, but Cheng Hao was still immersed in it and couldn't extricate himself, he was surprised not only that these people paid the bill honestly, but also because of the conversation between those people just now, it turned out that these were not pro-soldiers, they were all miscellaneous soldiers who were likely to have a very low status, and I don't know what kind of team was going to be strong, and the number of people was definitely not a family, if it was to be counted accordingly, how high should Song Qing's pro-soldier martial arts be? This has completely subverted his estimation of the martial arts of the imperial court general, because if he calculated it just now, he himself could only reluctantly give Song Qing the master.

And then there is Qiu Laohu, who didn't do it in the end, the reason why he didn't do it was because of the military regulations, and the Ming army seemed to care about the military regulations the most, but I didn't expect that a few ordinary miscellaneous soldiers could do this, and the strict discipline of the soldiers and horses under Song Qing is true, and it is indeed a number of strong soldiers in the whole world.

With this surprise, Cheng Hao and others went on the road again, and by the way, they bought some baked cakes and snacks in the snack shop on the street, and the baked cakes were just that, those snacks were unheard of, completely different from the ones they usually eat, first of all, from the appearance, it looked much brighter, the outermost was a layer of pure white ointment, and there were new fruits on the top, some were peach flesh, some were apricot meat, and some were gummies that were made well, the pastry was about the size of a palm, and the bottom was a soft pastry.

Cheng Hao is also from a rich family, although he is not the son of a rich man's family, but he has eaten and seen it, he didn't care about it at first, but he fell in love with this taste after a bite, it was a very sweet and delicious feeling, better than all the pastries he had eaten before, but the two companions who followed were from ordinary people, and almost swallowed his tongue together after a few bites, and he was full of praise for this pastry, and he inquired that Song Qing made it himself, and then opened seven or eight pastry shops in Xuzhou. The rest of Pizhou and the entire Huai'an Prefecture, Yangzhou and other places are sold, and they plan to do business in Jiangnan and earn money from Jiangnan people.

This business is guaranteed to be profitable, Cheng Hao has been going south and north for many years, and the tastes of various places are more or less known, Jiangnan people originally like to eat sweet, this pastry is so sweet that people are reluctant to swallow it, that kind of soft and sweet taste is very appetizing to Jiangnan people, as long as the store can be opened, it is difficult to make money, I can't imagine that this Song Qing is still an all-rounder, not only knows how to train and fight, but also is a good hand at business, and now he will make pastries, and the clothes worn by people in the city are said to be made by him.

Such a person, how can he, a person who is only a little literate and only has a good martial arts to put on the stage, fight?

Thinking about it, Cheng Hao felt that something was wrong, and when he came, he only said that he wanted to see what kind of hero Song Qing was, but his mind slowly changed on the way, and now that he arrived in Xuzhou City, he had already given birth to the idea of trying to compete with Song Qing, what happened to him? More than ten years of quiet inaction have all been practiced in vain?

Suppressing his thoughts again, Cheng Hao continued to walk forward with the two brothers, but the two of them didn't have so much thought about him, after entering Xuzhou City, he felt that his eyes were not enough, and his mouth was not enough, and he had bought a lot of snacks, but he smelled a smell from afar, probably looking for the source of the smell, but he saw a long line standing there, all of them stretched their necks to look, and seemed to be waiting for something, there was a cauldron at the top of the team, and a man dressed as a guy was rummaging something with a wooden clip, The guy on the other side put people in small food boxes, which looked like small square pieces, and the smell came from there.

But the strange thing is that those people didn't shy away from the smell after getting it, but ate it with relish, some of them were obviously addictive, and after taking it, it was a gobble, and it didn't matter if it burned to the lips, Cheng Hao was about to find someone to ask about it, followed by the little boy who had already covered his nose, grabbed a man he had just bought, and asked: "Brother, what is in your hand, why does it stink like this and someone buys it?" Can you eat this thing? ”

"The little boy is from outside, right? I don't know how our Xuzhou is now famous for eating fried stinky tofu, this is made by General Song, don't look at the smell, but it tastes fragrant tight, if you don't believe it, just buy one yourself! The man seemed to be obsessed with the stinky tofu, and after saying that, he turned around and left, eating as he went.

The little boy is obviously a curious about everything, and immediately went up to the end of the line, Cheng Hao is indispensable for these, but the two brothers were curious, and they all went over to line up, and after about a cup of tea, they successfully bought three servings, and the first bite of it felt average, but the more he ate, the more delicious he felt, and he exclaimed: "This Song Qing is really a second person, even if he doesn't lead soldiers to be a general, he specializes in opening a restaurant to sell some food, and he can become a big household in a few years!" ”

Cheng Hao is not easy to say this, if he echoes the two sentences, he is quite reluctant in his heart, but if he arranges a few sentences of Song Qing with a gentleman who is far away from the kitchen, and feels that talking about people behind his back is not a righteous gentleman, so he has to continue to eat embarrassedly, but fortunately, this fried stinky tofu is really good, and it is enough to make him pay full attention.

The three of them had eaten and were about to continue walking, when they suddenly saw chaos on the street, and countless people began to run to the other side, Cheng Hao grabbed the person and asked, "Brother, what are you going to do?" But what's wrong? ”

"Watch a drama!" The man was wearing a satin dress of the Great Wind brand, obviously from a rich family, so he threw off his hand impatiently, and roared urgently: "Today, the cultural propaganda team has a new drama performance, and if I go late, I won't be able to buy tickets for the first show, and I still have to go to see Miss Lin Hui!" ”

"Drama, what is this?" Cheng Hao's face was full of puzzlement, but the little boy next to him moved faster than him, and he was already running over with a smile on his face, he originally came to Xuzhou to see Song Qing, but now he was attracted by this city, seeing that there were things he had never seen, of course he would not let go, and he hurriedly followed with two brothers, but after rushing to the place, he was stunned, and the people in line here were actually a lot more than the stall that fried stinky tofu just now. (To be continued......)