In the looming mist, the pavilions and pavilions are faintly visible, and the boat is shaking close to Xinghua Village, but it is full of people, and people come and go on the wharf, shouting and selling endlessly.

The servant asked, "Do you want to go back to your lord's house now?" ”

Shen Yuning stood on the lively and prosperous willow embankment, looking at the blue brick road stretching forward, looking at the jagged pavilions and pavilions, and the shops in front of him were lined up one after another.

When Cao'er fell from the rock of Huguo Temple, the emperor's posthumous call asked him to assist the new emperor with General Qin and the right minister, and Pan Yiming donated all the real estate and shop properties under Su Cao's name to the court for his status in the court.

Many industries in Xinghua Village have become the private property of Xindi.

Eight years have passed, and Xinghua Village is no longer what it was back then.

After eight years of development, today's Xinghua Village has become a traffic artery from south to north, and it has long been more prosperous and lively than Zecheng.

In the letter that Pan Yiming and Yue'e brought to the capital, it was mentioned that the Shen family had rebuilt the house.

He hasn't been back to his hometown for eight years, and he doesn't know where his home is......

Shen Yuning stood on the willow embankment for a while, looking at the street stretching forward, the smell of fried buns from the shop in front of him came, and he took his servants to find a place to sit down.

"Dude, I want ten fried buns!"

Ten fragrant fried buns were served, and the guy at the bun shop also brought two bowls of bean juice.

"These two bowls of bean juice are for you, looking at your scholarly appearance, you must be a scholar who went to Nanshan Academy to study, my big shopkeeper said, come to the princess fried bun shop to patronize the students, eat buns and send bean juice."

Shen Yuning asked curiously, "Princess raw fried buns?" How do you call it that? ”

"I don't know, it seems that you are a scholar from other places."

The guy said proudly: "Guest officer, don't underestimate our princess's fried buns, the craftsmanship of this fried bun is still taught by Princess Mingzhu to my family's big shopkeeper, the princess taught to fry the buns, isn't it the princess's fried buns, my big shopkeeper said, you can't forget your roots......"

He still has to keep playing with dishes, Shen Yuning couldn't help but hook his lips and smile.

"Your big shopkeeper is Aunt He?"

The guy was stunned: "You're not a scholar from out of town?" Do you know my big shopkeeper? ”

"Yes!"

Shen Yuning smiled: "I am an old acquaintance with Aunt He. ”

"You are actually an acquaintance of my family's big shopkeeper, are you a distant relative of the He family? That's not to be forgotten! Wait, wait, I'll go and report to my shopkeeper ......"

When the young man ran into the shop and pulled the shopkeeper out, the table was empty, where was there any figure?

"You met someone who ate white food and was deceived, I said that you don't have a long brain, our princess fried bun shop doesn't want a guy like you."

Aunt He's little daughter-in-law was speechless for a while: "Okay, next time I have a long snack, the money for ten fried buns will be deducted from your monthly money." ”

The deceived young man looked depressed, the man was obviously a scholar, and he looked dignified, although he was wearing a cloth shirt, but his demeanor didn't look like eating white food.

How can a reader still be a liar?

The other guys in the bun shop also made fun of him, making him sullen all day.

In the middle of the afternoon, he was listlessly wiping the table, and a fat man dressed in silk and satin entered the shop, and the shopkeeper greeted him with enthusiasm.

"What kind of good day is today, and you are blowing Uncle Pan here?"

"I'm here to pay for the buns, my wife's brother went back to his hometown to save his relatives, and he ate ten buns in your shop early this morning, and there was no broken silver on his body, so he went home first and sent me money and silver."