Wen Xian'an put the token and note on the counter, the middle-aged man looked at it, his face changed, he looked up at Wen Xian'an, and asked, "Girl, are you sure to take them all out." ”

Thinking that the amount was a bit huge, if the whole silver would definitely not be taken away, Wen Xian'an nodded and said, "Take it all out, but give me all the money to exchange for a silver ticket." ”

The middle-aged man immediately lowered his head, took out a clean white paper, wrote it with a brush, and then put the paper in front of Wen Xian'an, this is a receipt for collecting tickets, and it is also convenient to record the direction of the money.

"Miss, you sign."

Wen Xian'an took the pen and was about to write down her name, when she suddenly thought of something, she naturally knew her name a little in this imperial city, and it would be inappropriate to mention her own name.

After thinking about it, I made up a random name and wrote it.

Taking the money from the middle-aged man, Wen Xian'an counted the amount and put it in his arms, the money was in hand, and the next thing was to go to see the shop.

Out of the money village, touched the stomach, a sense of hunger hit, thinking that the money has arrived, this matter of buying a store is naturally not in a hurry, it is better to go for a stroll first, and have a meal by the way.

"Light, let's eat."

Wen Xian'an led the light spirit, and as soon as she walked to the door of the inn, she saw a figure flying quickly past her, and then there was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and as soon as Wen Xian'an turned around, she saw a ragged man lying on the ground.

The man lying on the ground was dirty, his hair was messy, and he was holding a few steamed buns in his hands, as if he had been hungry for several days, his mouth was full of food, and the corners of his mouth were also full of steamed bun dandruffs.

Several stout men walked out, and one of them grabbed the man's collar, lifted it high, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Let you steal steamed buns, brothers, beat me to death."

The man grabbed the steamed bun in his hand, curled up all over his body, buried his head in his chest, several strong men punched and kicked him, Wen Xian was relieved, naturally he couldn't see this scene, and stopped him loudly: "Stop, I'll pay the silver for him." ”

Hearing Wen Xian'an's voice, several strong men stopped their movements, and saw that Wen Xian'an was dressed beautifully, and his status was not low, but he still said with no good face: "Do you know him?" ”

Wen Xian'an shook his head.

A few strong men, you look at me, I look at you, obviously they all saw doubts in each other's eyes, and finally the leading strong man spoke: "Miss, you are not fooling us, why do you not know him to help him pay the silver." ”

Wen Xian'an's eyes flashed with a trace of impatience, took out a piece of broken silver from his arms, and threw it into the hands of the strong man, several strong men looked at each other, snorted twice, but didn't say anything more, took the silver and left.

Looking at the man lying on the ground, Wen Xian'an hurriedly stepped forward, squatted down, and checked the man's injuries, the man glanced at Wen Xian'an timidly, and his body trembled.

What happened just now caused some people to gather in front of the store, and you and I discussed it in a whisper, which made Wen Xian'an, who didn't want to attract attention, a headache.

The steamed bun fell to the ground, and the man picked up the steamed bun on the ground, patted the dust on it, and stuffed it into his arms.

The clothes were in tatters, the arms were full of bruises, there were some scars on them, they had scabs, it seemed that it was not the first time they had been beaten, and the man's face was covered with dust, revealing a pair of clear eyes.

When he saw those eyes, Wen Xian'an was stunned, and he had a trace of curiosity about this ragged man.

The beggars she met before were all like a pool of stagnant water, and there were no waves for a long time, but this beggar was a little different.

Wen Xian'an sorted out the broken hair on the man's forehead, reached out to take the steamed bun in his arms, the man noticed Wen Xian'an's movements, hugged it tightly, and shook his head desperately.

Knowing that the man was afraid, Wen Xian'an slowly patted the man's back and said softly: "These steamed buns are sticky with dust, so I can't eat them." ”

Under Wen Xian'an's reassurance, the man seemed to ease up, Wen Xian'an took the steamed bun from the man's return, and he didn't resist.

Throwing away the dirty steamed buns, Wen Xian'an helped the man up from the ground and said gently, "Aren't you hungry?" I'll take you to something delicious. ”

The man didn't speak, Wen Xian'an pulled the man's sleeve and motioned to follow her. Although the man's eyes were still a little wary, he didn't resist and followed Wen Xian'an into the store.

When the three of them entered the inn, it was the last time Xiao Er came to receive her, but she was all masked, and Xiao Er naturally didn't recognize her.

Xiao Er's eyes were on the man behind her, and she pointed at the man and said, "Beggars are not allowed to come in." ”

Wen Xian'an raised his eyebrows, made a cold face, and said: "Which eye did you see that he was a beggar, just because he was dressed in tatters, is it still a rule that you are not allowed to eat if you wear tattered clothes?" ”

"This ......"

Xiao Er's face was broken, Wen Xian'an ignored it, threw down a silver ingot, and said with a smile: "This is a tip." ”

Xiao Er's eyes were instantly attracted by the silver, and he immediately put on a smiling face and led the three of them to the second floor.

Found a box with a good view, Wen Xian'an leaned against the window, looked down, a large area of scenery in full view, I have to praise that the inn is extremely efficient, only a while, the dishes just ordered, all the dishes are served.

Smelling the familiar smell of roast duck and the fragrant osmanthus stuffed, Wen Xian'an's nose was sour, she was reborn for so long and experienced so many bad things, she finally ate familiar dishes.

In her last life, because she loved the food of this inn, she had to invite someone from the back kitchen to the palace every month to cook a meal for her.

The roast duck is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, the crispy shell, the tender dripping duck meat, accompanied by the sauce in the bowl, gently bite into it, and the aftertaste is endless.

There is also this osmanthus brew, when the osmanthus is ripe, it will wrap the osmanthus with special paper, put it in the sun and expose it, wait until all the water has evaporated, and then put it into the jar, add a small amount of wine, with the secret seasoning, seal it for nearly three months, and then take it out to drink.

I saw the man sitting on the side, nervously holding his hands and not daring to move his chopsticks.

Wen Xian'an tore off a duck leg, put it in the bowl in front of the man, and said, "Aren't you hungry?" Don't hurry up and eat yet. ”

Hearing Wen Xian'an's words, the man couldn't hold back any longer, grabbed the duck leg on the table and devoured it for a while, stared at Wen Xian'an lightly, and whispered: "Miss, this ......"

Wen Xian'an blinked, signaled Qingling not to speak, Qingling understood, and obediently closed his mouth.

After a gust of wind and clouds, the dishes on the table had bottomed out, Wen Xian'an looked at the man on the side, and asked gently, "Have you eaten enough?" ”

The man nodded, the stains on his face obscuring the expression on his face, and he couldn't see it very clearly.