Geng Yue knew the meaning of Han Feng's words: "Don't tell me this first, we won't necessarily be caught." ”

After Geng Yue finished speaking, she saw that Han Feng didn't speak, so her mind became active.

The first time she saw the so-called war, she didn't expect that before the war began, the whole city had already become like this.

The cold wind came to her face, and she was blown out two more lines of cold tears.

Han Feng discerned the direction of the road, and finally stopped at the gate of the Qian Village.

The two dismounted and tapped on the door of the bank.

The door of the money bank has been chained from the inside, indicating that there are still people inside.

Han Feng patted a few times three times and three lightly, and then a man in a blue cotton robe opened the door, he looked at Han Feng with some hesitation, but he didn't know Han Feng.

After hesitating, he asked, "Are you Young Master Han?" ”

Han Feng replied, "Exactly." ”

Immediately, the shopkeeper of the money village poked his head out of the door and looked at the situation outside as carefully as the little brother just now.

Then invited Han Feng to the house: "Please hurry, please hurry, please hurry!" ”

Seeing Geng Yue behind Han Feng, he also regarded him as a distinguished guest. He stretched out his hand to the door and said, "Please sit down too." ”

Geng Yue glanced at Han Feng, but she didn't expect him to have such a big face here.

It wasn't until after sitting down that the shopkeeper personally went out and signed the cold wind code to the backyard.

Then he said to Han Feng: "Master Han, after waiting for you for so many years, you are finally here." ”

Han Feng sat on the stool and took a sip of hot tea: "That's true, after so many years, how is your body?" ”

"Xie Han Gongzi is worried about his old body and has always been quite tough. In fact, I have been thinking about Han Gongzi in my heart, and I must be in a much better mood when I see it today. ”

Then he hurriedly pulled out something from the cabinet today.

Yue even looked around his neck and found that it was a small box. He guessed that it should be the jade pendant that Han Feng was talking about.

Sure enough.

After Han Fengxiang opened the small box, he took out the jade pendant inside.

The jade pendant is not a milky white Hetian jade. Rather, it's a whole piece of transparent emerald.

The emerald is carved with a dragon with the word Maple written on it.

Geng Yue took a sip of hot tea, thinking that this matter should be fine.

You can go to the next place in no time. Going any further, they'll be safe.

And then when the cold wind offered to hurry. The shopkeeper of the money village suddenly grabbed his wrist and said: "I have also discussed with the official here, and they will not let me go out to the battlefield if I pay the money." ”

"And no one else knows about your coming. In that case, you can stay here. Maybe you can go out after the army comes in a few days. ”

Geng Yue looked at the shopkeeper's anxious face, thinking that what the shopkeeper said should be true.

But the main person who took the idea was Han Feng.

So she casually ate a piece of pastry and waited for the cold wind to make a decision.

Han Feng didn't say anything immediately.

So he asked, "I've heard that there are strong men everywhere here, and even people like you don't let go, right?" ”

The shopkeeper often sighed: "What can be done about this?" The officials can't get their food out, so they naturally want to rob us civilians. Business people like me are better. Like some people who can't afford money at home, they naturally want to be dragged out to be a strong man to die. ”

"Is this the way of the world so bad today?" Geng Yue interjected.

"That's pretty good." The shopkeeper let out a long sigh: "It's a good time for you to catch up. If I had come earlier, I would not have been able to protect you. ”

Immediately the shopkeeper stood up, and the cold wind arched his hand: "Little master." Let me show you and this girl the room you're going to be staying in tonight. ”

Industry stood up with Han Feng and followed the shopkeeper of Qian Zhuang to the backyard.

The backyard is a house like a quadrangle.

The shopkeeper of the money village had better give his room to Geng Yu and Han Feng.

The name of Han Feng's registration form is also innocent of Geng Yue, and it is not what the shopkeeper thinks.

Therefore, the shopkeeper no longer insisted on it, but retreated and let the cold wind live in his room.

"Not necessarily." Hanfeng said: "How can I rob your bedroom as soon as I come up, I can sleep in the guest room." ”

The old shopkeeper waved his hand again and again and refused to agree.

But the cold wind didn't listen to him, pulled, and walked to the guest room to see.

After reading it, the two made a decision.

The two of them chose a room facing each other. The houses are separated by an avenue.

There is a small stove in the room, so it won't be cold if you light it up in winter.

In this way, the room for two people was set.

The shopkeeper, except for the money that is basically shared in life, has been taken away by the officers and soldiers.

So naturally I can't afford to raise other minions.

As soon as he mentioned this, the old shopkeeper had tears again.

Although Geng Yue can't cook, since making fish-flavored shredded pork that time, she found that her skills are comparable to those of a five-star chef compared to this place in ancient times.

So of course I don't let go to cook.

While she was choosing vegetables, she listened to Han Fengyu and the old shopkeeper talking in the house.

Occasionally, I'd hear something like royalty.

Industrial manufacturing can also be done in the royal family if the business grows, so it is not regarded as too important.

Well, she doesn't like cooking very much, but none of Han Feng and the shopkeeper of Qian Zhuang are willing to help her, because ancient thinking is a gentleman after all, and he can't cook.

Ge Yue ripe tea thought to himself in the cold water: Why are there so many things sometimes in ancient times, and there are not even these things in modern times.

A lot of men used to be chefs now. There was nothing I felt like I couldn't hold my head up before.

The old and the young in the room talked about Lelehe. She puts a piece of meat in a frying pan and fries it.

Smoke billowed from the entire kitchen. Geng Yue was coughing and cooking in this thick smoke.

Finally, the meal was made, but unfortunately the rice was still a little raw.

Fortunately, when the meal was brought to the table, no one disliked it.

It's just giggling.

The old shopkeeper has to speak every time. It was all resolved by Han Feng in a few words.

Geng Yue took a bite of scrambled eggs. I feel that although Han Feng has some ancient pedantry, he is still a good person.

After finishing the meal, Geng Yue began to wash the dishes.

The two men were still talking in the room. Facing the pile of pots and pans, she let out a long sigh.

Thinking that the original owner used to be so hard and difficult, she didn't cook for people every day, after all, she was a young lady of everyone, so she firmly didn't want to be a cook who had to be skewered around a firewood pot every day.

Throw the handkerchief in your hand into the water.

She decided to endure it for two days.