Chapter Twenty-Eight: Master, I don't remember to eat or fight

Aoyama waited in a carriage.

"Aoyama?"

I went out in the morning so he didn't have to come along.

"Young master, it's getting late, Madam is worried about you, let me wait here."

"In that case, you can walk with me."

"Yes, young master."

When I first arrived here, I thought I had to take a look at the scenery of the national capital. Today with Qingshan here, when I was leisurely, I felt that my mind was back.

The account books of the ministry were handed over to Ruyun, who was a professional talent. If I'm on the sidelines, I don't have much use, so I'll take a stroll in the night.

This is the first time he has looked at the night scene of Kyoto so seriously, the lights are bright, and there are some scattered vendors everywhere, looking at the steaming food, he feels hungry.

"Aoyama, dinner is available?"

Madame was worried about the young master's health, so he rushed over and handed the food in, since he had never eaten.

"Shall we eat here, then?"

Someone else picked me up from work, so hard, how could I not invite someone to dinner?

It was getting late, and the streets were lit up with night lights, which were not very bright, but they were very warm compared to incandescent lamps. In early spring, it is not warm, and there are not many small vendors, but it is enough to warm up this small alley.

"I haven't invited Aoyama to eat yet? Today is the first time, Qingshan should not blame this shabby. ”

"Young Master!"

He was raised by the General's Mansion since he was a child, and he sold himself into slavery with the General's Mansion, and the General's Mansion was his home. As the young master's attendant, in the past ten years, although the young master has not been kind to him, he is also very good.

"Yes, your young master said the wrong thing today, Xiao Qingshan, don't blame me."

My above words, in this era, are extremely inappropriate, Qingshan is a house slave, I say this, and he is separated.

"The young master is talking a lot of nonsense now."

Listening to Qingshan's anger, I had no choice but to face the stall owner so as not to look embarrassed.

"Boss, what's delicious in your store?"

"Two guest officers, please take a seat, the soup and steamed buns in the small shop are good, do you want to come here?"

"Two bowls of Hu soup, two steamed buns."

Before Qingshan could intercept it, the young master actually ordered all the food. Presumably, Mrs. has prepared a meal and the young master has given it to others, or not, Mrs. has prepared it very exquisitely, but although it has been preserved very well along the way, it will inevitably be cold, and the young master's stomach is not very good, go back and explain to Mrs.

"Young Master......"

The young master of his family became more and more uneasy. Even if he doesn't eat it, he can't find such a dilapidated stall, I don't know if the food is clean, if it hurts his stomach, how can he be good?!

"Qingshan is not far from the General's Mansion, after eating, you go back to your mother first and tell your mother that I have already eaten, so that she doesn't have to worry."

I turned my head to look at the uneasy green hills. Qingshan is devoted to me, and he knows the cold and the hot with me all day long, and he is a good young man.

"Can Aoyama rest assured?"

"The young master is entertaining Qingshan again."

It's nice to be so. Qingshan's face is crimson, and his young master will entertain him now.

"Qingshan is really getting more and more handsome." Like a big girl. picked up the bun and stuffed it into his mouth, saving him endless nagging, the raw young man, after getting acquainted with him, he was like a housekeeper, so nagging.

Qingshan was choked by the bun, so he had to stare at the big eyes of the water spirit, which was very good-looking.

It's just that the dough is a little thinner.

Master, I'm here now, and when I see the soft and cute, I'm just cheap, and I can't help but tease. Zhou Xiaochuan is, and so is Qingshan.

This problem of stretching out the claws is not good, and if you want to change it, you must change it.

(System: Yo, the scoundrel has a name for self-knowledge today, which is really rare!)

Master: Don't worry, you look so strange, I won't attack you.

Zhou Xiaochuan: ......

Master: System, you are very safe, rest assured, rest assured.

System: Great, apply for the second male protagonist! οΌ‰

As for why he said this, there are lessons from the past.

But I don't remember to eat, master, and I'm a little more forgetful.

When my father and mother just died, I was really depressed for a long time, thinking that they were so dishonest and left me in the orphanage, and they didn't come to pick me up for so long.

Until one day, the dean led a couple and told me that they wanted to adopt me.

I have parents, so why do I need to be adopted? They will come to pick me up, although they are not reliable, but what they promised me, they will always fulfill, I want to stay here.

In fact, they never promised to come to pick me up, and the only thing I said was "Huan'er, you have to live well." "Never promised to take me back.

At this time, there was a little kid who kept chattering with me every day, and the couple I refused at that time made me the isolated object of the children in the orphanage, and the little kid didn't care, followed me all day long, and talked to me non-stop, although I ignored him, but I also felt that this person was thick-skinned.

One day, like a party, I drank a glass of fruit wine, and when I got drunk, I felt a warm place, so I climbed in, and the next day I found that it was in the arms of the little boy.

The guy also grinned and said that since he slept all night, then he was a good brother!

Looking back on it now, it's hard to look back! Who's got a good night's sleep and ended up being brothers!? And the one who hugged the warmth, who slept all night!?

The point is that the goods have no face and no skin, except for the feeling of some warmth in the arms that night, there is no merit at all. This night is purer than snowflakes, and it actually made the goods slander me every now and then for more than ten years, compared to 502 glue, which is even better.

That's the bloody lesson.

When I arrived here, my whole body was floating, and I forgot about it.

(System: (Booming eyes) Popular Science Time: Snowflakes have strong adsorption, and many pollutants in the atmosphere are adsorbed during the descent process in the sky, so snowflakes are not pure, but very unclean.

Master: (bewildered) ......

Zhou Xiaochuan: ...... οΌ‰

But Zhou Xiaochuan and Qingshan are not faceless goods, so I feel a lot more relieved.

After all, there are very few people in this world who have the same strange index.

Pick up the bun and take a bite, the food in this stall tastes good, and it has a different taste.

"Boss, your steamed buns and Hu soup are good."

"The guest officer smiled, the little old man has been here for more than ten years, thanks to the guest officer's care."

The night is slowly getting deeper, the streets are sparsely populated, and there are people chatting with you, which is not so lonely.

"The owner is humble, the food tastes good, I don't know why 。。。。。。"

I'm talking about the fact that there are few people.

In order to avoid trouble, it is better to go out less, and the little old man takes this as a livelihood, and there are still a few mouths at home, so he has to come out to pick up some guests.

"Oh, outcasts? Didn't you see them on the street? β€œ

I asked, eating a bun.

"The guest officer didn't know that on the day the displaced people entered the city, the city guards drove them into the Xisi Hutong. Naturally, there is no figure to be seen on this street. But where can Xisi Hutong accept them. Alas|! It's all poor people. ”

There are also poor people in the national capital. Xisi Hutong is a poor kiln. The influx of refugees can naturally cause chaos and disrupt daily order, so gathering together is not a good way. Although Xisi Hutong is barren, it can also reduce the scope of chaos.

"There are people in the government who give them porridge and rice. Although the gathering and resettlement is pitiful, there is no way to do it. ”

"Where did you get the porridge and rice。。。。。 Alas! ”

Well? No porridge rice? The disaster relief money has been issued, and the displaced people in the capital have also allocated money, why is there no porridge and rice?

"Why does the boss say that?"

"Guest officer,。。。。。 Old and old are dazzling, don't ask the guest officer. ”

"Hurry up and eat the guest officer, the buns are going to be cold."

Looking at the boss's appearance, there must be something inside to this matter. If I insist on asking, I may kill him.

"What the owner said was that we would leave after eating. Please pack me a basket of steamed buns to take away. ’

"Hey, thank you, officer."