"Boss, the noodles should be one white and three green, don't forget the unique ingredients!"

"Okay, please wait a moment!"

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The white sky of the fish belly gradually blended into the faint confession in his heart, and the mist of hot water tumbling up the backyard of the nearest restaurant floated up, and the little two downstairs were sleepy-eyed and hitched.

What the shopkeeper who got up early didn't expect was that before it was dark, several teenagers knocked on the door and hurried over, and when he boiled the water in the backyard, the sky had already fallen a layer of gray with a light that was clearly visible to the naked eye.

"Miss Childe, here are the noodles you want!" Xiao Er neatly brought steaming noodles from the kitchen in the backyard and put them in front of the teenagers.

Looking at the face in front of him, a wisp of fragrance rubbed the tip of his nose with the heat, for a few people who were slightly tired after not returning overnight, a sober gaze suddenly rose in his eyes, looking at the random embellishment under the chopped green onions in the bowl in front of him, people couldn't help but have a faint comfort at the corner of his mouth.

"There is no young master who has tasted all the delicacies of the mountains and seas in your Liu family. Yang Ling ate the inside of the bowl, and praised himself from time to time with Liu Zhiyuan, who was tasting noodles on the opposite side.

I don't know if it's praising this family's face, or if Yang Ling's princess is secretly praising himself like selling melons, Liu Zhiyuan on the side squinted his eyes with disdain. Born in Nancheng, I didn't know that there was such a restaurant that made noodles deliciously, so I just cared about savoring the noodles in my mouth.

"This noodle is the same as the noodles you usually eat, but Yang Ling, don't you have the appearance of eating noodles?" Liu Zhiyuan sneered with chopsticks, looking at Yang Ling, who had no way to eat, and sneered.

"Liu Zhiyuan, you guy can't even eat noodles to stop your mouth, are you born with a cheap mouth and is beaten up, right!" Yang Ling glanced at Liu Zhiyuan, if it weren't for him who was a little hungry, he would really be too lazy to move his mouth like a noodle eater.

“......”

A moment later, Yang Ling and Liu Zhiyuan had finished eating the noodles in front of them, but the noodles in the bowl in front of Qin Coffin were motionless. And after Yang Ling saw that Liu Zhiyuan had finished eating, he actually took out a lilac brocade from his arms and wiped his mouth.

"After coming to this restaurant to eat noodles, you will enter the only remaining soup, so that you will not feel that you have come to this restaurant to eat noodles in vain, otherwise it is a waste of this bowl of good juice. Yang Ling stood up and snatched the Jinpa from Liu Zhiyuan's hand, looked at the soup in the bowl in front of Liu Zhiyuan on the table, and explained to Liu Zhiyuan.

"Just say it, why did you take my Jinpa away and give it back to me!" Yang Ling suddenly snatched the Jinpa in his hand, and stood up with a gentle patting of the table in front of him, and said angrily.

Looking at Yang Ling and Liu Zhiyuan, who met each other as soon as they met, they had never been quiet for an hour, and they chattered like enemies in their previous lives, Yang Nianci shook his head slightly and pursed his lips and smiled, and then looked at Qin Coffin, who didn't speak or eat a mouthful of noodles next to him, and asked: "Ah Jie, don't you usually want to eat here the most, but why don't you put chopsticks when your eyes are facing each other?"

"Not hungry!"

"Then Liantang, you won't be hungry, don't you eat like Ah Jie?" Yang Cinian knew that when Qin Coffin and Dugu Liantang came back all the way from Wutong North Tower, the two of them looked at each other and ignored each other, if they wanted to persuade Qin Coffin now, it would be in vain, so he moved his gaze to Dugu Liantang and asked.

"No, I don't have green onions on my side, how can I not eat if I am not hungry!" Dugu Liantang saw Yang Nianci looking at him, and immediately explained to Yang Nianci with a smile.

"Then you can eat this bowl of noodles from Ah Jie. Yang Cinian pushed the untouched noodles of the Qin coffin in front of Dugu Liantang, and the bowl of noodles without green onions was put together by Yang Nianci in a bowl with green onions.

"Don't these two boys usually wear a pair of pants, what's wrong today?" Liu Zhiyuan, who was wasting his tongue with Yang Ling, looked at the side a few feet away, and suddenly turned his eyes to Yang Ling and asked with doubts.

"It's not a clue yet, it's not that kid who is still roising. Yang Ling blurted out.

"Liuzhen?" Liu Zhiyuan took his Jinpa from Yang Ling's hand and said with a blank expression.

"Say that you have stayed in the Liu family in Nancheng for a long time, how do you know the reason for it, Changjie and our Jiangcheng Shi clan children have played since childhood, and Liantang was sent to Jiangcheng by his Dugu father in the thirteenth year of Sheng Yuan. Well, it's naturally a matter of the length of familiarity, plus some factors of their respective birth status..."Yang Ling saw that Liu Zhiyuan's eyes were shining with a ray of moonlight, and he whispered in Yang Zhiyuan's ear.

......

"After saying such nonsense, Yang Ling, do you really know or fake know, how do you feel that the meaning of your words is faintly belittling my feelings. Liu Zhiyuan picked up the peach blossom folding fan on the side of the table and played with it in his hand, frowning and looking at Yang Ling with suspicious eyes.

"Liu Zhiyuan, if you kid don't want to hear it, don't interrupt suddenly, so I don't know where to start..."

"Then you are to the point, I Liu Zhiyuan didn't go out for three months, and it won't be so much that the people in your northern city know so much about my southern city, if you know why you are so spitting. Yang Zhiyuan, who was deliberately provoked by Yang Ling's tone, lifted his body in the blink of an eye, swallowed a breath in his mouth slightly, his eyes flashed with a sharp breath, and he shook the peach blossom paper fan in his hand in a panic.

"Hehe, Yang Zhiyuan, don't tone like this, your three months of silence, is it too little too comfortable, I haven't seen my head sluggish for a few months, or the same as before, my rough temper makes me laugh more and more. ”

"If it weren't for you, I, Yang Zhiyuan, would have been grounded by my father like this, and I wouldn't be afraid of panicking if I was cheeky, and besides, you wouldn't have been locked up too. ”

"I don't know that the second son of your Liu family was caught on the scene at that time, you who are as timid as a rat actually confessed me and Qin coffin, I will be so embarrassed to be scolded by my father, you kid don't say it's okay, as soon as I say that I am angry, I will now calculate the previous accounts clearly. ”

"Count it together, count it together, I, Wanling Liu Zhiyuan, will be afraid of you Wanxi Yang gradually resigning!"

It was a whisper, and it turned into a tense sword, and the smell of gunpowder suddenly appeared between the eyes of the two, and the people of Jiangcheng looked at the noise in the restaurant with panicked faces, and hurriedly stayed away from this place.

Just when Yang Ling, who was bursting with green muscles, stared at Yang Zhiyuan, who showed fierce eyes, a person swayed in from outside the restaurant, and just stepped over the threshold and stumbled on the desk in front of the two of them, and a stimulating and spicy smell of wine poured into the face, completely breaking the embarrassing atmosphere of the two, and suddenly fell into a round of sluggish and frightened pictures, before the two of them could react, Huo Ran, a drunkard, smashed down a harsh sound on the desk.

"What is the noise in the early morning, since you wake up and drink some wine before going to sleep, Xiao Er will come to a pot of good Yunlai and no return wine!" Then he took off his cloth boots and scratched the itch on his toes with his hand, wiped his nose and fell asleep, looking at the person who suddenly appeared, such a disgusting behavior frightened Liu Zhiyuan hurriedly ran to the desk where Qin's coffin was not far from him.

"Hey, who are you!" Yang Ling's eyes flashed with a hint of disgust, and he pushed the person who was sleeping on the ground with his hand.

I saw that this man's hair was greasy, even with dreadlocks, his clothes were coarse and coarse, and the pungent smell of wine filled the air, I don't know how much wine he drank to be so rich, and he was carrying a long stick wrapped in rags on his back, and his dirty face seemed to have not been washed for a long time.

"Eh, who are you kid!" The man asked, his hands squirming in his ragged clothes and looking at Yang Ling with sleepy eyes.

"Yang Ling in the painting, who are you? ”

"Oh, then I'm Qin Huaiguan in a painting!" The man thought in his head for a moment, threw out a sentence at random, and then fell asleep on the desk after speaking.

Syllable!

"Seeing that your old man is deliberately looking for trouble, don't think that I don't dare to bully you, an old man!" Yang Ling gritted his teeth and clenched his fists on the table after hearing this.

There is only a Qin coffin in the painting, how can he come to Qin Huaiguan, looking at this stream of crazy words and crazy words, it seems to be looking for fault, I don't know where I heard that there is a Qin coffin in Jiangcheng Ruhua, but I remember the name wrongly, and I use a fake name everywhere to make people believe that it is true to cheat and cheat, but now that he meets the main owner in front of him, he Yang Ling wants to see what the sloppy drunkard has three heads and six arms.

"Hmm, is the wine coming?" the sloppy man opened his eyes and licked his lips, his eyes as ecstatic as he looked.

"No," Yang Ling whispered with a hint of anger.

"No, why don't you hurry up and get me a drink!"

"Yang Ling, I look at this drunkard like this, I haven't woken up yet!

The sloppy man saw Yang Ling frowning and sitting there motionless, and a trace of anger rose in his heart, and said, "You are still looking at me in a daze, what are you doing here!"

Before Yang Ling wanted to return to Liu Zhiyuan's words, he saw that the crazy drunkard beside Yang Ling was staring at Yang Ling's shirt and touching it with his hand, and he muttered to himself with the hairpin on his head: "Today's little two are dressed so gorgeously and decently, it seems that I will also follow the wind, not bad, not bad." ”

"You madman, don't talk nonsense, get out of there. Being behaving like this by this drunken maniac made him really a little helpless.

"Crazy? It's your boy's crazy. His face was dark, and he didn't know that the blood light descended, it was your luck to meet me, one or two dollars!" the mad drunkard said seriously towards Yang Ling.

......

"Guest officer, the clouds you want will not return, and the wine will come!" Xiao Er, who had been napping in the kitchen for a while, pulled his voice and walked towards everyone in a panic with the wine in his hand.

A burst of horseback smoke and dust billowed from a distance, passing by the restaurant...

Everyone put down their eyes in the house and looked out of the building, a wind and dust like yellow sand rolled up the heaven and earth, and the deafening sound of horses' hooves whistled by, and several people on the desk obviously felt a strong sense of vibration, frowned, and looked at the iron horse in the distance with a trace of doubt.

When the dust gradually dispersed, several exquisite carriages followed the white armor and silver boots and iron horsemen slowly, and then leisurely swept a line elegantly followed the back of the team into two neat figures of the bluestone long road under the feet, holding the banner fluttering in the wind, and the word "Xuanjia" attracted people to be awe-inspiring.

A puff of dust blowing from outside the door drifted into the eyes of Xiao Er, who was holding the wine, and then it was blurred, and the legs that were carrying the footsteps seemed to have stepped on the air and fell to the ground, and the wine in his hand was suddenly thrown into the air and smashed towards Liu Zhiyuan, but Liu Zhiyuan was torn apart by a force, and with a bang, the wine jug fell to the ground and shattered, and the wine in the wine jug splashed on Yang Ling, who was sitting on the desk.

Dust rolled in like yellow sand, and in the chaos, I faintly saw a person pick up the wine jug and wander and disappear.

"Shameless drunkard who stole my money! Don't let me Yang Ling see you again!"

When he turned around, Yang Ling felt that his body was torn off, and the drunkard around him disappeared, and when Yang Ling reacted, the money bag on his body had already been taken away by the drunkard who had no figure, and Yang Ling, who frowned, smelled the wine on his body with a look of disgust, and frantically wiped the wine off his clothes.

"It's really a bloody disaster!" Seeing Yang Ling, whose eyes were scarlet and his face was full of frowns, Liu Zhiyuan secretly laughed after hearing that the old drunkard who had disappeared had taken away the money bag on Yang Ling's body.

......

A lake and pond of shisha flow quietly, under the peak of a trace of green, a bluestone and white tile academy is hidden in it alone, the sun shines through the fog generated on the lake in the early morning, giving people a little lazy but not lacking a trace of vitality.