Hongtu is always very quiet when eating, and Ming Beilin glanced at Hongtu and lifted the bamboo basket placed on the side of the baggage.

"I'm not hungry." I opened my mouth to him.

"Today, although it is only a sporadic snowflake, it is still snowing." Ming Beilin said, opening the bamboo basket.

When I looked inside, it was a whole bundle of sugar gourds.

"Eat." He took out a bunch and handed it to me.

"Hmm." I took it and took a bite.

This sugar gourd is very sour, and the syrup is thick and hard, making it extremely difficult to bite open.

"Isn't it delicious?" Stygian North's gaze was fixed on me.

I immediately nodded: "It's delicious, it's very delicious." ”

Beilin stared at me for a while, and then suddenly leaned over and bit off one of the sugar gourd strings in my hand.

After only one chew, the expression on his face became a little distorted, and he immediately spit the sugar gourd out of the curtain.

"Don't eat it, I'll lose it in a while." He stretched out his hand and was about to take the sugar gourd from my hand.

"I like to eat sour." After speaking, after two or three bites, I ate the sugar gourd in my hand.

As for the rest of the basket, put it to the side, and it was immediately targeted by the grand plan.

He is not afraid of acid, and after eating one string after another, I feel like my tongue is full of food when I look at it.

The gurgling of the carriage and the chewing of grandiose plans have been ringing in my ears.

The floating car is fast and steady, and it is quite comfortable to sit, and most of the day has passed in a blink of an eye, and it does not feel uncomfortable.

It's just a grand plan, and it's already over.

He leaned on my side, and in his stomach, he kept screaming with hunger, and the sound was getting louder and louder.

I looked at him pitifully, but there was nothing left to eat.

"Childe, there's a noodle shop in front, do you need to buy some food?" The floater probably also heard Hongtu's belly scream, and opened his mouth to ask Mingbeilin.

"Okay, Hongtu is already starving." I hurriedly replied, and lifted the carriage curtains.

I found that not far from us, there was indeed a noodle shop, which should be a business for passers-by, so it would be opened on such a remote road.

Beilin looked sideways, glanced at the noodle shop, and didn't say anything.

Hongtu immediately poked his head out, sniffed hard, and then shouted: "Xiyan, picture, eat, picture!" ”

"Okay." I immediately responded.

Hongtu couldn't wait for the float to park the carriage, so he immediately jumped out of the carriage and ran towards the noodle restaurant.

I also hurriedly carried Xuan Ling out of the carriage, worried not to scare the customers in the noodle restaurant.

This noodle restaurant is just a small shop, with seven or eight tables in it, and only two customers are eating noodles.

The proprietress of the noodle restaurant was originally sitting at the small counter with a lonely face, but when she saw the customer coming to the door, she quickly stood up and came to greet us.

"Several, please be seated." The proprietress said as she wiped the table with a cloth neatly.

"What kind of noodles do you want to eat?" After wiping the table, she poured us tea again.

"Boss, what is the best noodle in your shop? It's all cooked. I handed the tea to Mingbeilin, and Mingbeilin and Fuyou also sat down.

"My best thing is fennel noodles, but it's all cooked? I'm afraid you won't be able to finish it? The proprietress looked at us and smiled.

"We have a big appetite, we can eat as much as we want, you just have to take care of it." Floating glanced at the grand plan and said to the proprietress .

The proprietress nodded and went to cook the noodles.

"Picture hungry, picture hungry."

Hongtu couldn't wait for a moment, looking at the noodles on the table next door, and swallowed hard.

"Wait!" I tugged at his sleeve tightly, for fear that he would suddenly jump out and grab the noodles of the other guests.

Hongtu pursed his lips and lay on the table with an aggrieved face.

Ming Beilin glanced around the noodle shop, and didn't drink tea, just sat quietly.

"The noodles are coming!" After a while, the proprietress brought a large pot of noodles and put it on the table, and she was about to help us serve the noodles, so Hongtu stretched out her hand to the pot.

"Ambitious!" Beilin opened his mouth and shouted in a low voice.

Hongtu immediately took back the hand that was about to touch the noodles.

I handed Hongtu chopsticks and asked the proprietress to give us a few more bowls of noodles.

A few bowls of small noodles were served, I fed Xuan Ling some of them, the noodles were soaked softly, and he ate them very fragrantly.

After Hongtu finished eating a pot, the proprietress hurried to cook it, and when the second pot was served, the proprietress couldn't help but stare at Hongtu with some dumbfounded.

"Today, Qingyin Pavilion, it's going to be lively again, how much money have you prepared?" A thin man at the next table asked his friend.

His friend is five big and three thick.

"One hundred taels!" The man said, grinning triumphantly.

"One hundred taels?" The thin man seemed to be taken aback: "Where did you get so much money?" ”

"The family's house has been sold, this time, I must come out on top and go to the inner courtyard of Qingyin Pavilion to see her." After the five big and three thick men finished speaking, they sucked and ate the remaining noodles in the bowl.

"Smack!"

Originally, the proprietress saw that Hongtu was eating deliciously, and specially gave Hongtu her freshly marinated meat pieces, but after hearing the conversation of the two guests next door, the meat pieces in her hands fell on the table.

Hongtu didn't care, he directly raised his chopsticks, poked the meat and sent it to his mouth.

"Boss, you don't seem to be looking very good." I looked at her, and there was not a trace of blood on her face.

The proprietress smiled wryly at me, then retreated to the front of the counter and said no more.

After the two guests finished eating noodles, they paid the money and left, and the proprietress also stood in a trance, and did not come to clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

"What kind of place is this Qingyin Pavilion? That man sold the house and wanted to go? When the two guests left, he couldn't help but mutter.

Unexpectedly, the proprietress suddenly looked at us and said excitedly: "It's not a good place!" It can't be cut off. ”

"Why?" I think the proprietress should know something about this abnormal reaction.

"Ahead, in the Qingyin Pavilion in Fuyang County, there is a demon girl living! These men who are obsessed with everything can be left behind. The proprietress said, her eyes flushed slightly.

"Could it be that your father-in-law also went to Qingyin Pavilion?" I looked at the proprietress and thought to myself, isn't Qingyin Pavilion a flower building?

"He? He was carried out of the Qingyin Pavilion and was dead when he came out. The proprietress said, her eyebrows furrowed, and the tears in her eyes seemed to be rolling down.

"Really?" Ming Beilin actually asked.

"I reported to the official, but it turned out that he was "doing death" and had nothing to do with anyone, but he could only blame himself, without moderation, and indulged in lust. After the proprietress finished speaking, her eyes looked at Fuyou and Mingbeilin: "Persuade the two sons, don't go to that kind of place, don't lose your life." ”

The proprietress said, two lines of tears had rolled down.