Chapter Ninety-Eight: Threesome Eat Buns

Xuanyuan Po said proudly: "Really? Is there such an outstanding person in the world as this king? ”

"Is your skin made of city walls?" Xiyan couldn't help but want to tear his face, but no, that would definitely be said by him as "touch", thinking of this word, a chill abruptly.

"The proprietress wants to have an appraisal?"

"Phew!"

“……”

Ye Wubai interrupted again: "It's better to meet by chance, and the two of you will have lunch when you are the host." ”

"That ......"

Xuanyuan Po preemptively said: "Okay, what to eat the proprietress will decide." ”

A moment later.

The three of them sat on a street stall and ate steamed buns. The boss was a thin old man, his left leg was shorter than his right, and he walked with a limp, but he still served the food very steadily.

The boss put down a cage of steamed buns and greeted warmly: "Three slow use, today I have a treat." ”

"No need Uncle Cai, what he has is silver, so there is no need to save it for him." Xiyan pointed at Xuanyuan Po and said generously.

Xuanyuan Po also pointed to himself: "This king, please?" It was in vain that he said that he had invited. ”

"You iron!"

"Don't fight, I can still afford to ask for a bun. Miss Yan rescued the little girl half a year ago, but she didn't know how to repay her? The boss looked at Xiyan gratefully.

The other two followed.

Xiyan then remembered that there was such a thing, she loved to eat this family's soup dumplings on weekdays, and that day she happened to meet Uncle Cai's daughter being molested by hooligans, so she taught her a lesson. A few little hooligans cooked in two or three clicks, and they didn't even use the secret weapon, she didn't care about it for a long time, who knew that Uncle Cai remembered it to this day.

"Uncle Cai is polite, it's just a gesture, you don't have to take it to heart. Why didn't you see millet today? ”

Speaking of this, the boss immediately smiled and said, "Miss Yan hasn't been here for a few days, and Xiaomi got married last month." I'm just waiting to hold my grandson. ”

"Congratulations, congratulations." Xiyan took out a certain fifty taels of silver and said, "Look, I haven't come to congratulate me on such a big day, and this right is my congratulatory gift." ”

The boss waved his hand again and again, fifty taels, he couldn't earn so much in a few years, how did this make it: "No, no, this is too much, I can't take it." If Miss Yan looks up to us, she will invite our father and daughter to drink a glass of wedding wine from you in the future. I remember that you are half a year older than Xiaomi, and you are not far away. ”

Xiyan's face turned red instantly when he heard this, how could Uncle Cai say these words in front of people today, how embarrassing.

Xuanyuan Po and his faction responded as they should: "It must be." ”

Xiyan kicked Xuanyuan Po hard under the table, and unconsciously glanced at Ye Wubai. Ye Wubai still kept smiling and playing with the folding fan, seemingly unconcerned about their conversation.

Seeing this, the boss seemed to understand something, and went to Zhang Luo other guests with a smile.

Ye Wubai picked up the bun, dipped it in vinegar, and praised it after tasting it: "It's delicious, the boss's craftsmanship is good." ”

Seeing that he liked it, Xiyan said happily: "It's delicious, right?" Why don't I bring you here, eat more, he's in for a treat. ”

"Okay, this king, please."

"The Iron Rooster has finally plucked its feathers."

“……”

The three of them were full of food and drink before they dispersed, Xiyan wanted to go to the Qin Palace's mansion for a reunion dinner, and Xuanyuan Po also wanted to enter the palace for a banquet, leaving only the night to spend this reunion festival alone.

This is the seventh year that he has come to Wu, and he has not admired the moon with his mother for seven years, and he will not have to do it in the future. Fortunately, Xuanyuan Po has been there for six of the past seven years, and God treats him well, but he ...... I don't know how long this luck will last.

Ye Wubai turned around and entered a restaurant, asked for ten pots of wine, and poured himself a drink.