Lord Yu relieved the siege, and it happened that the appetizers were on the table, and the little fat pair introduced them one by one in a well-trained manner, and Lord Yu made a "please" gesture with his palm facing up, "Little brother, can you taste the taste of this restaurant first?" Although my wife is broken and bored, there is a saying that is not wrong, the food here is a top one, you can count the gourmets of the court and China have come here to show up, not to mention that the prince who lives at the mouth of our alley often comes to eat. ”

Mr. Wei sandwiched a piece of hot oil garlic mixed with cucumber, crisp raw, the oil is not simply hot oil, it hides the aroma of various spices, the level of taste begins with cucumber, but not only cucumber.

Raised his eyes again, this restaurant is not big, but although the sparrows are small, they have all the organs, each performing its own duties, doing its own thing, and being in order. Although the shopkeeper in the running hall is chubby, he looks kind and enthusiastic, and although the old lady who settles accounts behind the counter has a dull and mean face, the action of dialing the abacus in her hand is fast and accurate, and the thin and long young man who serves the food has quick hands and feet, and his movements are fast.

Looking at the diners in the hall, they are all dressed in brocade clothes and have extraordinary temperaments, and there are two old men who look a little like the real power officials of the six departments...

A small restaurant, but with a lot of knowledge.

Mr. Wei nodded in his heart, smiled warmly and thanked Mrs. Feng, "Thank you and Lord Yu for your kindness, this meal will definitely be eaten raw, eat it slowly." ”

Mrs. Feng's face turned pale at this time.

The meal was quite enjoyable, Han Chuan came out of the stove house and personally sent Mrs. Feng and her party out of the door, Mrs. Feng held her waist and shook slowly, Lord Yu was afraid that Mrs. would follow behind him step by step, and Han Chuan and Mr. Wei naturally walked together.

Han Chuan was carrying the lantern, and Mr. Wei took the lantern in Han Chuan's hand with a smile, "No matter how light the bamboo lantern is, it shouldn't be taken by the girl's family." ”

Han Chuan frowned.

Is it...

She walked with Xu Yi, she not only had to take the lantern, she also had to walk in front to explore the way, if there were steps or difficult slopes, she also needed to inform in advance...

That's a huge step forward.

"We are cooks, and we say that this lantern is ten catties of chicken, twenty catties of rice, and thirty catties of pork ribs. To be a cook, practicing your skills is the basic skill. Han Chuan answered casually, and after speaking, he felt that he didn't receive the right words, and said that he was like a man, and after thinking about it, he still had to go back to make up for a few points, "But now that I have practiced as a teacher, I do all the fine work on the stove, and I don't need to practice these basic skills every day..."

Mr. Wei buried his head and smiled.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Han Chuan had no choice but to smile, and rubbed the tip of his nose embarrassedly, "Mr. Wei is a scholar, and he is holding a wolf pen, and he is a calligraphy and painting in the piano, chess, and calligraphy and painting." Telling these firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea to Mr. is humiliating to you. ”

Mr. Wei waved his hand, the lantern swayed left and right with his movements, and the shadows of the two people also moved in the same rhythm, when it was light and dark, the atmosphere seemed a little ambiguous, "First there is firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, and then there are qin, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and hops, you are a female envoy released from the palace, and your knowledge may be higher than me." ”

Han Chuan let out a laugh.

This answer is somewhat perfunctory and false.

How can it be higher than the knowledge of the gentleman and the teacher...

To tell the truth, Han Chuan saw that Mr. Teaching had an inexplicable fear, maybe this is the natural awe of people with insufficient talent for people who are good at learning, and in front of the class, there are several talented female reservists who rush to the front every time, and sit in the front, learning these poems and songs, and the difference in flower arrangement, Han Chuan and A Cicada are the penultimate and the penultimate first...

Han Chuan thought of this, and the smile on his face was a little sincere, "In addition to you, there are people in this world who have said that they are highly educated." ”

Mr. Wei smiled and asked, "Who dare to ask?" ”

Han Chuan said with a smile, "In the past, in the Ye Ting, the female envoy in the same room was often the second to the last and the first. The envoy who was in the bottom of the list often praised the second in line, 'I think you studied so well in today's class, but I didn't study so well!' ’...”

Han Chuan acted with emotion.

Mr. Wei laughed out loud, and the huddle of two stupid people for warmth was also quite cute.

Mrs. Feng stopped and looked back, and saw that Mr. Wei was more than half a head taller than Han Chuan under the light, and the lantern was also held by Mr. Wei in his hand, and the two of them stood together beautifully, or like the boy and girl in front of the Bodhisattva who had grown up! Mrs. Feng smiled and bumped Lord Yu's elbow, her eyebrows fluttering, "It seems that I am ready to wear these matchmaker shoes!" ”

Lord Yu patted the back of Mrs. Feng's hand and only smiled silently.

Han Chuan sent the three of them to the door, it was dark, Mrs. Feng and Lord Yu lived next door, turned their heads and arrived. Mr. Wei lives a little far away, Shanmao Academy is east of Xiangshan, and it takes about an hour to take the carriage, Han Chuan stood at the door and said two more greetings, and the carriage went away.

There was light not far away, and Han Chuan looked at it, and there were two yellow and clear lanterns at the mouth of the alley.

Han Chuan sighed in his heart, buried his head, and rushed back to the inner courtyard as if he had escaped, rushed to the main room, jumped on the bed with a "poof", and buried his head tightly in the soft pillow.

After a while, Han Chuan lifted his head up with a smooth breath and touched his cheeks, which was very hot.

It's like hot water that has cooled down for a while after boiling.

Han Chuan's brain is a little empty.

Don't know what to think.

Deep down, I was a little ashamed and a little scared.

Han Chuan sat on the edge of the bed, took a deep breath and spit it out twice, and so on, the burning on his face and the disrupted breathing gradually returned to normal.

Han Chuan raised his hand and slapped it on the right cheek with a "snap".

Wake up, He Hanchuan!

Even if you are married, have children, and have your own small family, you have never been half sorry for Xu Yi! also has nothing to do with Xu Yi! What do you run! What is there to run! Now when it comes to marrying people, there is no one in the eight characters!

The crisp voice pulled Han Chuan's thoughts back, as usual, no matter how messy his mind was, as soon as he touched the pillow and closed his eyes, Han Chuan snored and fell asleep.

However, the benzoin carefully fired by the Tai Hospital did not make Xu Yi's dream sweeter.

Xu Yan opened his eyes and looked at the water ripple silk tent on the bed.

The tent is plain, and there is no half-point pattern, but it makes Xu Yi's brain a little messy.

Xu Yi turned over irritably.

Ming'er has to have someone change this account, at least a plain and elegant account.

Xu Yi was upset, closed his eyes and simply didn't look, but as soon as he closed his eyes, the scene of Han Chuan and a man in Tsing Yi standing together came to his mind.