Lin Xiaozhu knew that the time that Yuan Tianye bought for her was limited. Yuan Tuo is not a fool, so naturally he will not let her go so easily. Fortunately, she had much more powerful martial arts than before, and she went around the city several times, entered many shops, changed several outfits, and finally got rid of the tail that followed her. Of course, among the people who followed, there might be someone sent by Yuan Tianye to protect her, but she couldn't care about it.

After that, she went to the place where the caravan had gathered, and happened to meet a caravan coming out of it. Beiyan is a place where cotton is produced, and the bags that are piled up like a hill and stand tall on the carriage are naturally cotton bales. Without hesitation, she dodged in. So in the next trip, she hid in this cotton bag, and followed these people out of Yanjing City and then out of Beiyan Kingdom. Along the way, with her own martial arts, she waited for the caravan to stay at the inn every night before she came out to forage, bathe, and stay, and jumped into the cotton bag before dawn. The cotton bales were warm and comfortable, the caravan was used to the road, and every checkpoint was not strictly searched, so there was no danger along the way. So a month later, Lin Xiaozhu, who was a little embarrassed, stood on the street in the capital of Dongyue Kingdom.

Looking at the unfamiliar streets and the bustling crowd, Lin Xiaozhu's masked dark face showed a row of white teeth. Perhaps it was Yuan Tianye's intentional arrangement, when she was taking a bath in King Yi's Mansion that day, she found a few masks and road guides on the table. Because she was entering the palace, she didn't know the bottom of her heart, so she carried those things in her arms. Unexpectedly, they really came in handy. Here, she no longer has to worry about Yuan Tuo's pursuit. She can use a fake name. Stay incognito and do business well.

Seeing people coming and going, they avoided themselves. Lin Xiaozhu smiled dumbly, she was here. It's really dirty. After looking around, he turned and walked towards the right. There was a ready-to-wear shop there, and she had to buy a new outfit. Along the way, the most unbearable thing for her was that she had no clothes to change. In the winter, I can't do it even after washing my clothes. She could only endure it, and only changed her underwear once in seven or eight days. As for the padded jacket outside, it has never been changed, and it smells on the body, and it is inevitable that others will avoid him.

Bought clothes. I found a small inn, took a comfortable bath, ordered a table of good dishes, and ate happily, and then sat down on the warm kang and thought about what I was going to do next.

In the South China Sea, the jewels given by Shen Ziyi's father were equivalent to 5,000 taels of silver. She returned 1,900 taels to Shen Ziyi, and she still had 3,000 taels of silver on her. plus the income from her original sale of roast duck and her partnership with Shen Ziyi to sell calligraphy and paintings, now she is on her body. There were more than four thousand taels of silver.

When she was buying clothes just now, she inquired about the prices of goods, and found that the Dongyue country was extremely rich because of its fertile land, so the prices were also very high. I think the house price is more expensive. Shops are by no means cheap. And she came here alone, unfamiliar with life, and had no roots. The people who didn't have the help under him opened a big restaurant at the beginning. There is a lot of investment, but it is difficult to manage. Once it arouses the covetousness of some people, there will inevitably be big trouble.

It seems that you have to start with a small restaurant.

So what to do? The best dim sum shops and hot pot restaurants can be made again? Will Yuan Tuo's people be looking for her everywhere? It's prudent not to do either of these things yet. There were so many varieties of food that she didn't need to repeat them.

Thinking of Yuan Tuo and looking at the beating lights in front of her, Lin Xiaozhu's mood was led back to the conversation between her and Yuan Tianye when she was in the palace. In the past month, perhaps because it was too boring to hide in the carriage, she often recalled every conversation she had with Yuan Tianye that day in the palace. Every time she thought about it, she felt a little upset.

Yuan Tianye, shouldn't he really marry a wife and take a concubine?

She took a deep breath, then spat it out heavily, shaking her head, deciding that she didn't want to be on the subject. Regardless of whether Yuan Tianye really married a wife and took a concubine, or hinted at her to let her leave, she had only one choice, and that was to leave. Now that you're gone, what do you want to do so much? There will always be a result, and she just waits to see the result.

Thinking of this, she suddenly lost the mood to think about opening a restaurant anymore. After a tired day, she didn't want to force herself anymore, so she took off her clothes and blew the lamp, and lay down.

The next morning, after Lin Xiaozhu woke up and washed, he went out dressed warmly. Although she didn't make up her mind last night, she was idle at this time, and she decided to go out to inspect the breakfast situation in the capital city.

A cold wind blew through the empty streets. The bustling streets during the day yesterday are closed at this time, and no one is walking at all. Lin Xiaozhu walked on the street for a long time, and finally saw a middle-aged man with a burden standing there at the shelter of the corner, shouting in his mouth: "Wonton, wonton...... " Seeing Lin Xiaozhu, he stopped and asked her, "This son, have a bowl of wonton?" ”

"Okay." Lin Xiaozhu nodded.

The man quickly put down the burden, took down the folding table and small bench at one end, placed it, and invited Lin Xiaozhu to sit down. Then poke open the stove at the other end, the water in the pot is very watery, boil up, get into the wonton, take this opportunity, quickly add seaweed, salt, green onion to a bowl, and then add a scoop of boiled soup; After the water boiling is boiled, the raw water is soaked in again, and when it rolls again, the wonton can be scooped up. put it in a bowl and brought it to Lin Xiaozhu: "Guest officer, please use it slowly." ”

"Uncle, you sell wontons so early in the morning, can anyone eat them?" Lin Xiaozhu asked.

The man shook his head, sighed, and said, "It was fine. It's been cold lately, and business is getting worse and worse. ”

Lin Xiaozhu looked at the empty streets and the sparse pedestrians, and frowned. Among the four countries of the Xuanyuan Dynasty, there is a northern character in the Northern Yan Kingdom, which is actually more like Anhui and Jiangxi in terms of geographical location; The Dongyue country is more like the Central Plains, the weather is colder than Beiyan, people eat pasta, sleep on the kang. In this cold winter, people don't have to rush to work like modern people, so they naturally cook some food at home, and are reluctant to go out to spend money on food.

It seems that there is no future in the business of making breakfast.

Lin Xiaozhu scooped a wonton into his mouth, and found that this wonton tasted average, probably to save costs, and the filling was not good meat. After being a cook for so many years, her mouth has been spoiled by herself, and in line with the principle of not wasting it, she reluctantly finished eating the wonton, paid the money, and continued to walk forward.

I walked around the street, and sure enough, I couldn't see a few breakfast shops. Even if there is, there are also shops that sell steamed buns, and there are few customers. Lin Xiaozhu walked two more streets, and when he turned to the main street, he saw that the shops on both sides were still closed, and he was about to turn around and go back to the inn, but he saw a few people who looked like people, carrying some paper bags in their hands, hurriedly walking from the front. Looking at the appearance of the paper bag, it is the packaging of pastries in ancient times. Could it be that there is a pastry shop over there, and business is doing well on this winter morning? She mustered her curiosity and walked in the direction they had come.

Turning the corner of the street, Lin Xiaozhu saw a shop with the door open, and the door said "Yu Ji Dim Sum Shop", and in front of this dim sum shop, there were still a few people coming in and out, and the people who came out were really holding the paper bags they saw just now, and these people were all Tsing Yi hats, which were dressed up. (To be continued.) )

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( Zhiwei Ji )