Chapter 9 A Thunderbolt on a Sunny Day

Because of Wanwan's "soul loss", Emperor Yan Shengdi gave grace, and this time and again, the palace sent a carriage and horse to pick him up.

When the lights were on, Wan Wan returned to her residence in a carriage. As soon as I got out of the car, I saw a handsome man standing straight in front of her house like a bamboo.

But it was Master Lin.

Seeing her get out of the carriage, the young man surnamed Lin turned around and bowed to her.

Wan Wan only felt that this person didn't look like a foreman, he had a Confucian spirit but was different from a literati scholar.

The carriage left with the sound of the wheel, and Wan Wan walked back to the door with two jars of wine, "How long has Master Lin been here?" ”

The young man surnamed Lin said: "It's coming in the afternoon." ”

That's an afternoon of waiting?!

Wan Wan was a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, I received a summons temporarily. I forgot to ask someone to inform Master Lin to come back another day, which delayed Master Lin's time in vain. ”

"Master Ming is serious." The young man surnamed Lin gave another salute, "Under Lin Yan." I don't know what the requirements of the Ming people are for the fortifications? How much do you plan to spend? ”

This is a good job of getting straight to the point.

Smoke rises from the courtyard. Wan Wan looked at the sky, this time was the time when Aunt Feng came to make the evening food.

It's a little strange to stand at the door like this and talk, and it seems that it is not appropriate to invite him in this dynasty. So Wan Wan said: "There is a tea stall at the mouth of the alley over there, wait for me to put down my things, let's go over there to talk about it." ”

Lin Yan said: "It is customary to measure first and then discuss the details of the fortifications. It's getting late today, and I'm afraid it's inconvenient to call a craftsman to measure. Don't let me talk roughly about it first, so that I can have a good idea in my heart. ”

Wanwan's requirements are very simple, "It is comfortable to live, and the more comfortable the better." The silver was about two hundred taels. ”

Not counting the small furniture, two hundred taels should be enough for the fortifications.

Lin Yan listened to it and thought for a while, and said, "Understood." He made an appointment to come tomorrow morning to measure, and then he said goodbye and left.

After waiting for an afternoon, I said these few words and left. Wan Wan looked at his back and sighed again, this person's style of acting is really ....... What is it really? Wan Wan sighed halfway through and ran out of words, and she didn't know how to describe the evaluation.

So Wan Wan retracted the sighing posture, stretched out her foot and gently kicked open the two hidden courtyard doors, and stepped into the small courtyard with two jars of wine.

Twilight food is a horn, and Wanwan is more accustomed to calling it dumplings.

The dumplings in this time and space are not eaten one by one on the plate and dipped in vinegar, but are soaked in soup. The soup has a thin layer of pink and chopped assorted pickles floating on top. Steaming hot, the white chubby dumplings became more and more attractive.

Wan Wan washed her hands, and just as she picked up the bowl, she received the medicinal herbs given by Emperor Yansheng. Naturally, there was also that thunderbolt on a sunny day.

Wan Wan wanted to cry again, the silver in feudal society is really not easy to mix. Her "lost soul" lost not only her memory, but also her good martial arts. Although this matter is still kept secret for the time being, he knows about it with Emperor Yansheng.

Let a double scrap wood go back to the upper value, the emperor's mind is so hard to guess.

Wan Wan pouted and picked up the bowl again, and a large mouthful of soup immediately dispelled the chill in her lower abdomen, and Shu Tai was all over her body. The oily meat wedges are paired with refreshing pickles, and the taste is not too wonderful. Wan Wan ate three bowls in one go, and then went to dismantle the goods sent in the afternoon with her full belly.

As for the things that are worth going to the gate of heaven. Well, tomorrow's things will be talked about tomorrow.

Wan Wan sorted out the newly purchased clothes, comfortably soaked in a goat's milk bath and fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was still slightly dark. In the distance, the sound of roosters and pedestrians jumping over the wall and creeping in through the window lattices. Around the time the nearby food stalls were open, the air was filled with the smell of pasta, and there was a stirring in the belly of Gou's Wanwan.

Wan Wan simply climbed up.

When I opened the door, I realized that it was snowing again.

It was still early, and Aunt Feng had just entered the door and was about to fetch water and cook. Waiting for the meal to be cooked for a long time, Wan Wan decided to calm her belly first, so she called Aunt Feng for today's morning meal and didn't have to do it. Before going out, I asked her to stay here for half a day longer, so that Lin Yan could come over to inspect the house.

The winter morning breeze blew away the remaining drowsiness of Wanwan, and she followed the fragrance in the air all the way.

At this time, the sky is slightly bright, and there are already hawkers setting up stalls on the long street. Occasionally, a pedestrian or two walked through the thin layer of snow.

A few golden and crispy fried cakes were fished out of the large iron pot with boiling oil flowers, rolled into a coarse porcelain plate with the sound of "zizi" oil foam, and placed in front of Wan Wan with a small plate of pickles and a large bowl of bean foam.

"Big sister use it slowly!"

This title made the corners of Wanwan's mouth twitch. But speaking of which, in a few months, this body will be a double decade. In this time and space, she can be regarded as an old girl who can't be older.

Wan Wan looked sideways at the stall owner who was obviously not a young man, and touched her rough and rough face again, and then felt melancholy. Age is not a problem, the problem is that this face really doesn't look like a delicate little girl. It doesn't matter if people call her "big sister".

The wind blew slowly, stirring up a few flakes of falling snow. The slightly cold air reflects the aroma of bean foam, which becomes more and more intense. Wan Wan picked up the bowl and blew it gently, and took a sip carefully, it was really thick and delicate, and her teeth and cheeks were fragrant. Then pick up a fried cake and take a bite, fragrant and glutinous, crispy and crispy. In the era when there was no gutter oil, whatever you ate was delicious.

The wonderful taste of the food and the warmth it brought brought made Dewanwan's melancholy mood happy again.

asked the stall owner about the location of the Tianmen Mansion, Wan Wan counted out a few copper coins from the money bag and put them on the table, then got up and walked in that direction.

For the value of going to the gate of heaven, her scalp is numb, but she is numb and numb. By the time she walked to the Tianmen Mansion, the numbness had completely turned into numbness.

As the sky brightened, the number of pedestrians on the long street gradually increased.

Wan Wan stood in front of the majestic Tianmen Mansion, looked up at the word "Tianmen" that was full of vigor and vigor, and sighed again:

This color is pure gold;

This weight, tsk......t.

Wan Wan admired the plaque for a moment, and then raised her feet and stepped on the stone steps of the Tianmen Mansion.

As soon as you enter the gate, there is an extraordinarily wide martial arts training ground, and at this moment there is a group of brocade clothes catching fast people practicing martial arts there. In order to facilitate their activities, they wore very thin clothes. I could faintly see the lines of the muscles on the fabric. On a snowy day, their every move with full energy seemed to be emitting white gas.

Seeing Wan Wan enter the door, these brocade clothes all stopped moving, and saluted Wan Wan with brushes.

"Morning, sir."

The voice,...... It's full of hormones.

Wan Wan blinked, and suddenly felt that it was a very beautiful thing to be on the gate of heaven.