Put away the luggage, had a lunch at the inn, Huang Laohan was ready to take the soybeans and a few of them out for a walk, this time, to sell things and buy things.

I went to the blacksmith shop first, and there is also a blacksmith shop in Nanshan Town, but it is not as big as this side and has a full variety.

Huang Laohan and his eldest son studied what kind of axes to buy in the store, and if the family wants to build a house, they must prepare to cut wood, and an extra axe can get twice the result with half the effort.

According to the soybean's opinion, buy a saw, so that the sawing of the tree is fast, the axe is too laborious. It's a pity that Huang Laohan didn't agree.

Huang Laosan has a set of carpenter's housework, which he memorized when he walked the mountain, and this set of tools was also saved by Huang Laosan for several years.

Only an axe was ordered to come out, and many things were found in Nanshan Town. Later, I just looked, I didn't buy it, there were too many things missing at home, but the most lacking thing was money.

The house is about to be built, the second grandson is going to get married, and in the past two years, the third grandson, the fifth son, and the fourth grandson have to look at others, and the eldest granddaughter is also going to start looking at each other, and they all need money to think about it.

I don't know how much money I can buy pearls, and I can't move the money from selling them, so I can't think of buying that wasteland and building houses and paving roads!

After walking around for a while, he went back to the inn, and Huang Laohan was ready to sleep for a while. Huang Ronggui and Huang Guigui were a little anxious, thinking to themselves, this morning is here, take advantage of the early time, go and sell the pearls, maybe they can catch the afternoon boat home, and there is no need to stay here at all.

Huang Laohan has his own plans, he wants to inquire at night where there is a place to receive valuables in Xiangyang Mansion, and the price is appropriate.

In the afternoon, before the sun set, Grandpa took the soybeans and them out to eat.

Huang Laohan took three people, turned three times and entered a small alley by the north gate. There is a small shop in the alley that sells duck noodle soup.

This shop, the door is small, the inside is not small at all, and there is a large courtyard in it, and there is a tall locust tree on the left side of the yard.

There were several tables under the tree, all of which were full, and one person was holding a bowl of noodles and hula la.

Under the eaves were several empty tables and a dozen benches. There were also a few people squatting under the eaves smoking and chatting, I don't know if they were waiting for the guests who didn't eat, or if they had eaten the guests who were talking about the mountains on the side.

Huang Laohan asked for four bowls of duck noodle soup, and moved a square table from under the eaves by himself, Huang Ronggui and Huang Guigui hurriedly went over to help Huang Laohan move the table and get a stool.

The noodles are hand-rolled noodles, not very white, but authentic fine white noodles, but the process is not up to them, so they are not white and slightly yellow.

The duck soup is boiled in a large pot, a bowl of noodles and a spoonful of soup. The soup has a strong umami flavor, and the ducks are all freshly killed ducks in the morning, and every day there is a big pot, and the soup is gone, and the noodles are gone.

It was an old couple who opened the shop, one lit the fire, cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks by the way, and the other boiled soup underneath and chatted with the old customers.

The old couple and their two sons were not around, and I heard that one became a master and followed the owner to a county under Dongyang County, and the other opened a duck soup noodle restaurant branch in the south of the city.

This duck soup shop has been open for more than 20 years, and the old couple also has a daughter, who will come over to help every day.

After paying the money, the guests lined up to serve noodles by themselves, and after eating, they cleaned up into the large wooden basin in the courtyard.

The noodles are very strong, and I have to say that such handmade noodles rely not only on kung fu, but also on the materials used to mix the noodles. Huang Dou can be sure that something has been added to the noodles, but she can only guess, and she can't see what to add.

The duck soup is also very fragrant, and after a bite, it really has a long aftertaste. Soybeans couldn't eat a bowl of noodles, so they picked out a small half bowl and gave it to the uncle.

After eating noodles, some people turned around and went out, and a few people lit a bag of cigarettes and squatted under the eaves to chat for a while.

Before I came, I heard my grandfather say that there are several old shops in Xiangyang City, such as Lijia Duck Soup and Noodle Restaurant, Zhaojia Tea House, and Song Ji Grocery Store...... It's all the source of grapevine.

If you want to know what kind of news, go to these few houses and squat, at most three or two days, and you can get the complete true or false news.

Another way is to find a conversation on your own and pull on these news. There is really no news, and you can still spend money, as long as the money is in place, there is no news that you can't inquire.

After eating the noodles and settling the bill, Huang Laohan didn't leave, took out a cigarette pouch and lit a pot of cigarettes, squatted under the eaves and began to smoke.

Smoking and chatting, what Huang Laohan wanted to ask was not a confidential matter, nor was it a major matter of the imperial court, just say a few words, and inquire about the news he wants to know.

The uncle was active, the soybean was curious, and the uncle and nephew went to the backyard for a walk.

The backyard of the noodle restaurant is not large, and if you do it seriously, it is not as big as a third of the front yard. Vegetables and radishes were planted, and there were two large pomegranate trees against the wall.

The pomegranate has been picked, and there are still a few dried fruits left on it, which are a little black.

Soybeans sighed more than once, this family is a particular family, planting acacia in the front yard, getting promoted to make a fortune, planting pomegranates in the backyard, and having many sons and blessings.

Such a house, which has not been lived in for decades or hundreds of years, cannot be formed like this.

The uncle and nephew turned back from the backyard, and there were already several people squatting beside Huang Laohan, and at first glance, they were the few who had eaten noodles just now.

A few people were smoking and chatting, all over the world, a pillar of incense, Huang Laohan had almost heard the information he needed, and took his son and granddaughter back to the inn.

"I'll go to Rong Baoxuan tomorrow to have a look, it is said that his family specializes in jewelry, and he will also collect some rare and precious things. Moreover, the boss is good, the price is fair, and there is no deception. ”

Huang Ronggui and Huang Guigui didn't speak, they were used to listening to the old man. Soybean doesn't have much to say, she's still a child.

It wasn't very dark yet, and there were a lot fewer crowds than during the day. A few shops began to hang lanterns in preparation for the evening market.

There is a river in the city, passing through the city, on both sides of the river are wooden railings, and there is a dead wind lantern every twenty or thirty meters, hanging more than two meters high.

Soybeans are looking at it with great interest, this is a street lamp!

There was a baked cake stall on the corner of the street, Huang Laohan walked over and bought two baked cakes, one for the soybeans and one for Huang Precious Each, Huang Precious ate too much, and stuffed the soybeans with his hand: "Take it, eat it when you are hungry at night." ”

The soybeans were not hungry, and they tasted a little bit with their hands, and they tasted good, but unfortunately she was not hungry, so she asked the boss to wrap them in oily paper and keep them for eating when she was hungry at night.

Dangling to the main street, passing by the entrance of Rong Bao Xuan, there is also a lantern hanging in front of the store, but it is not for the night market. The guy in the store is getting off the board, ready to close the door and rest.

Huang Laohan didn't plan to come to sell things at night, just passed by, took a walk, consumed food, and took a look at where Rong Baoxuan was by the way, so that he could come directly tomorrow morning, and he didn't have to inquire again.

After Rong Baoxuan, there was a fabric shop, and there were customers in the store, Huang Dou couldn't help but be curious, and stretched his neck to look inside. Huang Laohan stopped: "Let's take a look, choose a good material for yourself, it's rare to come here, and come out and ask grandpa for money." ”

Hearing this, Huang Dou turned his head and looked at Huang Laohan: "Grandpa, I'm just looking, don't buy it, I still have clothes to wear." As he spoke, he dragged Huang Guigui's arm and left: Uncle, let's go over there and have a look."

While walking, Huang Guigui also bought a string of sugar gourds for soybeans. pulled one out and stuffed it into his grandfather's mouth, some pulled out one and stuffed it for his uncle, and the remaining four uncles and nephews ate two of them.

The soybean took a bite, his sour eyes were closed, sweet and sour, and his saliva filled his mouth.

Walked all the way back to the inn.

When they arrived at the inn, Huang Laohan didn't have anything to say, so he waved his hand directly and asked everyone to go back to their room to sleep.

The uncle also asked Huang Dou: "Are you afraid to sleep alone, if you are afraid, Uncle will go to your room to make a bunk." ”

Huang Dou hurriedly waved his hand and shook his head: "No, no, uncle, you accompany grandpa and uncle, I'm an adult, it's okay." ”

Huang Guigui looked at the niece who claimed to have grown up, snorted disdainfully, and went back to the room.

Soybeans recognize the bed a little, and they can't sleep when they burn cakes on the bed.

I really couldn't sleep, so I simply got up, leaned on the window and opened a small half to look out.

Outside the window is the back alley of the store, and during the day I saw a bluestone road, two or three meters wide, and there were residents on both sides of the alley.

It was already dark, there were no lights, the moonlight was not bad, and the shadow was enough to distinguish which was the courtyard wall and which was the road.

After looking at it for a while, my eyes adjusted to the darkness, and I could tell that there was a figure in the back alley, which was two small children, rummaging through the swill bucket.

The inn also serves food, morning, noon and evening, and most people will eat in the store if they want it to be cheap and convenient. The swill bucket is placed in the back alley, and at dawn there will be pig keepers from outside the city to drag it away, either relatives of the innkeeper's family, or farmers who kill pigs every year to honor pork.

No one drags it, and there are people in the city who pour night incense and take it away by the way, but they don't give up pork, so the swill buckets in these hotels and inns are ownerless, and ordinary people won't move.

Xu is two hungry children, far away, unable to see the age clearly, the taller figure is lying in the bucket, and the shorter figure is standing on the side holding something and waiting, it should be a bowl or something.

Soybean looked a little sad at the window, and couldn't help but turn around and go to the table to touch the baked cake and return to the window.

The pancakes are wrapped in oiled paper and are already cold. Huang Dou opened the window and shouted softly, "Hey...... Hey......"

They shouted two or three times in a row, probably because the sound was too quiet, and the two children were still rummaging. Huang Dou thought about it and raised his voice: "Hey." With a bang, the two children raised their heads, and the sound of the window opening came from the next room.

Huang Dou hurriedly threw the baked cake down, just dropped next to the two children, and saw one of them bend down to pick it up, and the window in the next room just opened and an oil lamp was raised to the window.

At this time, Huang Dou also saw that there was movement in his grandfather's room, Huang Dou hurriedly closed the window, quickly climbed onto the bed, and touched his pounding heart.

Huang Dou didn't know why he was nervous, obviously he was doing good things, but he wasn't doing bad things, so he was sneaky.

But there's someone living next door?

I didn't see anyone at night, and I didn't see any lights, when did you move in?

When booking a room, Huang Laohan originally wanted to set the innermost two rooms in the corridor on the second floor, the innermost one for Huang Dou to live in, and the three of them to live outside.

Huang Laohan felt that Huang Dou was a little girl, so he didn't feel at ease, let her live in the innermost, someone came over, and he had to pass in front of them, so it was safer.

Huang Dou disagreed, she was a little superstitious, she couldn't live in the innermost room of the corridor, and the first room at the staircase, it was said that the yin qi was heavy.

Huang Laohan listened to his granddaughter, so he decided on the penultimate and third rooms in the corridor.

Soybeans lived in the penultimate room, and when I came back to the door at night, I didn't see the innermost room with lights and movements, why did I live there?

However, it's definitely not a ghost or something, a ghost is afraid of fire, and won't light the lamp and open the window, thinking of this, Huang Dou felt at ease, turned over, and fell asleep unconsciously.