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Mo Ce stood on the side of the bed and watched for a while, and was relieved to see that Ye Qing showed no signs of waking up.

He undressed and went to bed, but he couldn't sleep when he closed his eyes, and thought a little depressed in his heart:

"This fifth Mo Che, didn't you say that you would sleep for two months, why do you keep coming out these days?

Come out, come out...... He didn't even want to pretend to be a little good about Ye Qing's attitude. ”

Having said that, Mo Ce still felt that it was good for Ye Qing to be so cold as Fifth Mo Che.

If he is also very good to Ye Qing, like her and Qian Junbao's honey blending oil, it is estimated that he will not be able to stand it.

sighed silently, when will this threesome be a head?

He wanted to separate the three of them, but he knew that the chances of success were zero.

In the end, maybe there is only one person left behind, and this kind of life-and-death ending is not what he wants.

And I can't tell Ye Qing about this yet, I'm afraid that she won't be able to accept it, and she will suddenly leave them when the time comes.

It's also this kind of thing, how many dare to believe it?

Maybe Ye Qing would believe that because of her own special situation, it would be difficult for her to accept their feelings.

What's more, there is also an outsider, the fifth Mo Che, who is really sad to say.

In the darkness, he sighed deeply.

To borrow a phrase from later generations: "It's really embarrassing to kill the baby!"

The baby's heart is bitter! ”

In the early morning of the next day, Ye got up early in the morning, and after cleaning up, he played a set of five poultry plays in the yard, and ran a few laps in the yard.

Today's weather is not so hot, thinking that they will have to take a boat back for another day, Ye Qing decided to go to the market outside to buy some souvenirs and bring them back while it was still early.

After taking a shower again and changing into neater clothes, Ye Qing took Dongqu and walked towards the market near the inn.

Although the market near this inn is not large, it is very bustling and bustling.

And Ye Qing found that this was actually a West Market.

Passers-by and the buildings on both sides of the street actually have a hint of exotic style, red bricks and white walls, and a somewhat European-style domed building, which should be a church.

Ye Qing was a little surprised, and Dongqu was also surprised, when she saw those Hu and foreigners wearing various costumes in the market, she felt indescribably fresh.

Looking at the things they sell, there are many new things that she has never seen before, strange and crowded.

When the two of them walked to a small shop selling spices, a beautiful Persian girl, holding a red veil with gold trim and long legs in leather boots, stood there and greeted the guests warmly.

Seeing that there is a good-looking son, there is a net ** between his eyebrows and eyes.

A man joked with her, and she also smiled calmly, looking very calm, and even shook the white feather fan in her hand and smiled at the man, which made the man look in a trance.

Seeing this, Dongqu stared at a pair of almond eyes, stuck out his tongue, and said secretly in his heart: My mother! The girl of this state dares to make eye contact with a man in broad daylight!

It doesn't look like a bazaar, it's like a flower street!

The two of them watched and walked, and they saw that they had come to an end.

"Miss, where are we going to buy something?" It's been a long time, and Dongqu hasn't seen Ye Qing buy anything.

"Shop around casually first, and then buy it when you go back, preferably in one place."

Ye Qing looked at the empty basket behind Dongqu and thought to himself, if only there was a hypermarket like one-stop shopping in the future.

Dongqu couldn't cry or laugh, "Isn't this just a bazaar, you can buy whatever you want?" ”

Ye Qing shrugged, "Hey! "There's no common language!

"Let's buy the same, look around like this, I don't buy anything, and many people look at us wrong!" Dongqu begged pitifully.

"Oh! Then let's go over there and find a place to sit first, and then come back and buy. Well...... That's it...... There's a breakfast stall there. ”

It's a corner here, and there happens to be a very small Guandi Temple, and there are three stalls next to it that are all making breakfast.

Although the market is crowded, not many people actually stop to eat.

It shouldn't be that the stall owner's taste is not good enough, but that most of the people who come to the market at this time are still some farmers.

They come out of the house after eating a little casually, or they don't eat at all, trying to save a few bucks.

And some of them are rushing to see Hu Ren's son-in-law or something, but they can't pull down their identities and don't want to eat at the stall.

Ye Qing glanced at all three stalls, and finally stopped in front of a stall that made pot side batter.

Pot side paste, also known as Dingbian paste, Jianzhou characteristics of the famous good, flavor snacks, is a popular snack, if accompanied by oyster cake, more delicious.

It is impossible to find out when the pot side batter began.

It is said that in ancient times, there was a housewife who grinded rice milk and prepared to steam nine cakes, and the guests came temporarily, and the rice cooked at home was not enough to eat.

Soon this way of eating spread in Jianzhou, all families rushed to imitate, and it became a custom for a long time, almost all the small food shops in Jianzhou operated pot side paste, and almost many women in Jianzhou would make pot side paste, and it can also be said that almost no one in Jianzhou had not eaten pot side paste.

The pot side paste is to use clam juice as the soup, boil in the pot to take its umami, and then pour the ground rice milk along the edge of the pot in a circle, the rice milk is scalded into a dry skin on the side of the pot and scraped into the soup with a spatula, add celery, green onions, shrimp skin, mushrooms, etc. as condiments, and after boiling, the pot is a pot of hot "pot side paste".

Ye Qing in his previous life, influenced by his master, also loved to treat this thing as an early morning.

Dongqu diligently took out his handkerchief and wiped it on a bench a few times, and then asked Ye Qing to sit down.

Ye Qing saw that she carefully put her handkerchief into her arms, her eyes moved slightly, and she took out an embroidered light green handkerchief from her arms and handed it to her.

"I embroidered it when I was bored, so I'll give it to you."

There seem to be hundreds of handkerchiefs in the space that practice embroidery when he is bored, if it weren't for the embroidery work, Ye Qing planned to send ten to each of the people in the family.

Dongqu was stunned, but still took the handkerchief, and said with a smile: "This ...... Thank you, miss, are you thirsty? The slave asked the store to serve the food quickly! ”

After speaking, she walked towards the stall, Dongqu looked at the pot side paste made by the stall owner, and shouted when she felt delicious: "Shop, come here for two bowls of pot side batter, a bowl of soy milk, and two oyster cakes." ”

She knew that Ye Qing usually liked to drink soy milk, so she specially ordered it for her.

"Girl, there is no soy milk today, or ...... How about two bowls of pot batter? The stall owner asked with a smile.

"Well, how much is a bowl?"

"Ten pennies a bowl of paste on the side of the pot." The stall owner laughed.

"So expensive?" Dongqu's eyes widened, a little incredulous, if you remember correctly, Chongyang's pot side paste seems to be only four pennies a bowl?

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