The time was noon, I checked some shops, and I saw that I was going to Dengcao Hutong. Yan Xia came to Yan Hong's side and said: "Young Master, it's not early, it's not far ahead of our drunken immortal building, you go up and eat something to rest and rest, your body is just right, don't be tired." With so many stores, you can't even review them in a day. ”

Yan Hong looked at him, and smiled:

"I said Yan Er, don't play tricks with me. Do you and I don't know the way? Han Sanniang's house in Dengcao Hutong, it seems that there is a girl named Meiyu, which is very much in line with your Yan Er's wishes. Are you afraid that I will check Han Sanniang's account later? You put your heart in your stomach, the tents in those places, Lao Tzu is too lazy to look at them, you are in charge, and the masters have fallen somersaults and changed the previous rules. Your brother is just paying attention to himself, he is old, and his muscles and bones are not as good as those of young people. Since ancient times, it has been a sharp knife to scrape bones, and I have to rely on your brother more. There is another one, beware of going home and not being able to feed your tigress, you cry and call your mother when you are beaten by your mother-in-law, and the sound is transmitted outside, which can damage the prestige of your second master Yan in the mansion and the capital. ”

As soon as the words came out, the other four or five attendants around Yan Hong laughed loudly together, and Yan Xia also grinned: "Young Master Xie has taken care of it." ”

Speaking of which, although Yan Xia's wife was also a little beautiful at the beginning, she was fierce and jealous, and she had nothing to do, so it was okay to say that she would leave. Why, that was the maid next to the old lady of the Ouyang family, Yan Songxian's daughter-in-law. According to modern terms, not only is it a good match, but it also has a bit of a mutually consolidated "political marriage" flavor, Yan Xia doesn't dare to make his own decisions.

Seeing that her daughter-in-law is getting older, her appearance is naturally decaying, but her temper is better than day by day, Yan Er is miserable at home all day long, and this greedy and lustful problem is also flourishing day by day. As a result, there is no shortage of robbing men and women outside.

This Yan Er's grandmother is a maid from a big family, she is knowledgeable and responsible, claiming that Yan Er occasionally secretly beats the wild food old lady outside and can't control it, but she wants to kick her nose and face to take a concubine, I'm sorry, you ask the old lady if she agrees?

Where did Yan Xia dare to pull out this tiger whisker? So he just took advantage of the effort to help Yan Hong manage the accounts, and hooked up with a beautiful jade girl in this hook column.

He just thought that he didn't know what to do, but he didn't expect that the little king of Yama was also a person, and how to rub the sand in his eyes? It has long been understood by Yan Hong's visit.

Now, although Yan Hong was just joking, Yan Xia couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine. He was secretly glad that although he raised his noble hand to Han Sanniang when he was in charge of the accounts, he did not deduct money from it to fill his pockets. Otherwise, I'm afraid it's not as simple as a joke.

Everyone talked and laughed, and they came to the vicinity of the Drunken Immortal Tower. Looking from afar, I saw that there were already many people standing in front of the door, pointing at the drunken immortal building, not knowing what to discuss.

Yan Hong's eyebrows furrowed, during this meal, so many people surrounded his restaurant to point out, which was obviously not a good thing.

Just as he was about to speak, what scene had Yan Xia not seen? Immediately, the fox pretended to be a tiger, ripped open his neck and shouted: "I said, let go of the front, our eldest young master has arrived, everyone has avoided!" ”

Those people gathered outside the building, even if they hadn't seen Yan Hong, they didn't know who Yan Er, who often patrolled. As soon as he heard the words of the eldest young master shouted by Yan Er in his throat, it was as if he was hiding from the plague, and they dispersed one after another.

Yan Hong didn't care about Yan Xia at this time, strode through the crowd and walked towards the restaurant. Yan Xia and a few servants around him rushed to the front, for fear that there would be some danger in the restaurant and hurt the eldest young master. The last time a horse fell in the southern suburbs, seven of the nine grooms were killed. Although the restaurant is not as good as the wilderness, if there is something long and short, who has a few heads enough to cut it?

When I arrived at the door of the restaurant, I saw two big men standing at the door, like two stone lions, with their hands on their waists, and the copper bell eyes were wide and thieves, blocking the door, obviously not letting the people inside run out, and not letting the people outside take advantage of the chaos to enter.

Yan Xia recognized that this was a thug hired by the restaurant to watch the scene, and immediately asked: "Zhang San, Li Si, what's going on inside?" ”

The two thugs also recognized Yan Hong's master and servant, and hurriedly greeted him together. Zhang San stepped forward and whispered: "There are two people who don't know where they came from, they don't give money when they eat in the private room, and they are unreasonable. Shopkeeper Zhou is investigating. ”

Eating a bully meal? Yan Hong almost burst out laughing. The overlord meal was eaten in the Hades Palace, and it depends on what the other party is from. But in front of me is the backstage owner of the restaurant, so it doesn't seem right to just watch the excitement. He then put on a posture of a general going out to fight, and strode in under the hugs of Yan Xia and other domestic servants.

After entering the door, I saw that the guests on the first floor had already stood up at this time, one by one, they had no intention of eating and drinking, and their eyes were looking upstairs. And the noise from upstairs gradually came.

Yan Hong listened as he led his men upstairs. A few juniors stood at the top of the stairs and saw Yan Hong coming, all of them lowered their eyebrows and pleasing their eyes, and some of them were still pouting towards the second floor. The more Yan Hong looked at everyone as if they were facing a great enemy, the more he had to pretend to be calm and relaxed, unhurried, and go up to the second floor. By this time, the noise was already clear.

"Master, I have been to many places, and I have been to countless restaurants, and I have never seen a black shop like yours. You really don't need a knife to kill people, these drinks and dishes taste unpalatable, and the wine is bland, but they cost so much silver, why don't you rob them? ”

"I said strong man, it's not right for you to say this, you said that our dishes are not good, why do I look at these plates are all fine, and there is not even a single vegetable residue left? The two jars of good wine are not left, and it is natural to give money for eating, if the two of them are inconvenient, it doesn't matter, we all have a discussion. But if you want to play a trick, then you have miscalculated, haven't you listened to it, whose property is this drunken fairy building? ”

looked closely, but saw that in a private seat on the second floor, the door curtain was tall, and Zhou Wang, the shopkeeper of the Drunken Immortal Building, was standing next to a young man dressed as a young man, who was arguing fiercely with two people. The guests of several other private rooms also looked from the probe.

Yan Hong drank softly: "Shopkeeper Zhou, don't talk nonsense." "A few steps over.

saw that in the private room, it was two young people who were arguing with Shopkeeper Zhou.

The one who was arguing, of medium stature, wearing a heroic scarf, wearing a samurai suit with centipede buttons, cowhide fast boots, a big red cloak thrown on the back of the chair, and a thick-backed ghost head knife on the table of the Eight Immortals, this person stood on the ground with one leg, and the other leg kicked on the horizontal log of the chair next to him, and his eyes stared directly at the shopkeeper opposite.

Looking at the face, this person's skin is slightly blackened, showing a healthy wheat color, full of luster, probably because of drinking, the black is slightly translucent, which is put aside in the 21st century, and it must be the skin color that rich people are willing to spend a lot of money to pursue. The two long eyebrows, thick and black, look closely but look like they are painted. A pair of apricot eyes are wide open, a nose bridge is towering, and a big rose-red mouth is opening and closing and scolding the shopkeeper, revealing a mouth as white as jade from time to time, and the mouth foam is splashing.

The dress and behavior of this body are purely a vulgar martial artist, a type of person who is not lacking in the city and countryside of the Ming Dynasty. Look at it, the top of this person's head is slightly up to Yan Hong's eyebrows. You must know that Yan Hong was originally a tall man, and this person is not short. This person is calm, with a straight waist and a straight back, and even his gestures are full of strength, and he does have a little bit of the taste of practicing his family.

But in Yan Hong's opinion, this menacing martial artist is a little wrong. Isn't this a pseudo-girl? These eyebrows, these facial features, if you say it's a man, it's too disobedient, right? Even the loud scolding voice, although rude, sounds a little bit of a sharp throat?

In fact, except for him, a guy who has traveled back in time and does not belong to this era, there are probably few people in the world who will support his idea.

At this time, the Ming Dynasty's aesthetic standards for women were more inclined to the gentle and graceful beauties with thin eyebrows and fine eyes, just like the characters in Tang Bohu's portraits of ladies, all of them are like weak willows supporting the wind, slender feet and slender waists, white skin and curved eyebrows, and Yao nose and cherry mouth.

But the one on the other side is only two lines shorter than Yan Hong, and if it is put on a woman, it will be too tall. The wheat-colored skin was too coarse and black. Yan Hong barely wore those cowhide boots, but if it was a woman's feet, then it would be okay? That mouth, which can eat two xiaolongbao in one bite, is even more unacceptable to the mainstream aesthetics at this time.

Besides, being so flamboyant and rude, openly arguing with men in restaurants, and pointing fingers, even if she is really a woman, I am afraid she is a man who makes the world avoid.

As for Yan Hong, after all, he is from a person hundreds of years later, and his aesthetics are much more tolerant, so he looks more carefully, and the standard of appreciation is different from the current one. Moreover, he has read a lot of various novels and dramas on the Internet, and the cases of men pretending to be women and women pretending to be men are basically the standard configuration of these works, and Yan Hong is simply accustomed to this situation.

With this kind of "high-level" view of the world, his judgment will naturally be easier to eliminate external interference and get in touch with the essence of the core.

It's tall, it's okay, there are tall and beautiful women.

It's okay to have dark skin, dark-skinned beauties are common.

Big mouth, big feet, what is it? It's not a gender marker.

And the "suspicious" place on this person seems to be inconspicuous, but it can't be explained.

With this line of thought, Yan Hong couldn't help but open a pair of eyes wide, and carefully scanned the martial artist who called himself "Little Master" from top to bottom.

He looked at it here for a long time, but at this time, another person in a white power suit couldn't look at it, raised his legs and moved, and stopped in front of Yan Hong:

"This minister, who are you, what are you staring at my young master? How? Still looks like it's over? Aren't you afraid that you will move your hands and splash your own blood? ”

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