Xiao Zhaohua learned to be obedient, and he didn't open his mouth, so he bared his teeth and smiled, listening carefully, Lao Zhou saw him shrug the tip of his nose slightly, and his body straightened up, as if he wanted to show the difference between himself and Xiao Zhaohua.

Xiao Zhaohua didn't care, she was still smiling, looking a little silly, so Lao Zhou also said slowly.

"Murong of Tongque Tower, everyone is out of the cabinet, and everyone is expected to know about it. ”

Everyone nodded, their expressions full of disappointment, but what could they do?

"What's the Cabinet?"

The curious baby Xiaohuahua was glared at by everyone, and immediately covered her mouth and shook her hand, indicating that she would never open her mouth again.

He didn't open his mouth, but some people didn't like it, and said indignantly: "You old man, you are so rude, how can everyone Murong allow you to be defiled." ”

It was a scholar, about twenty years old, who didn't dislike the sweaty little flower, patted him on the shoulder, naturally wanted to set off his differences, after all, you dislike, I can treat him equally.

However, Twenty is always younger, not sophisticated, and his constant shaking of the landscape fan betrays his funny but helpless mind.

Of course, the funny thing is that no one demolishes him, and he can continue to pretend.

Although the scholar looks ordinary, the pendant on his waist, tourmaline yellow jade is also worth more than a dozen taels of gold, and the people in this small wonton shop naturally don't want to offend this scholar who seems to be dressed ordinarily and actually has some money.

The scholar didn't want to sit at the same table with Lao Zhou, so he threw out a piece of silver, called the boss to bring a new table, wiped it clean, invited Xiao Zhaohua to sit down, and said with a smile: "Little brother, if you want to eat wontons, call it casually." ”

Then he threw out a piece of silver and threw it to Lao Zhou, although Lao Zhou was old, his hands and feet were fast, so the silver ingot was included in his cuffs like a trick, and people were stunned.

"Let's talk about it. The scholar beckoned the proprietress to make a ravioli, and then sat quietly and listened to the following.

It has been normal to use people's money to tell stories for others throughout the ages, so Lao Zhou didn't put any storytelling shelves at all, and went straight to the point.

"Yesterday, Mr. Four went to Tongque Tower with the dowry of the college. ”

Speaking of this, Lao Zhou looked at the scholar and saw that he did not like it at all before continuing: "What kind of place is Tongque Tower, everyone knows, it is a place of drunken dreams and death, Mr. Four is happy with flowers, and it is normal to linger. ”

Bai Yutang often goes in and out of the Tongque Tower, who doesn't know about the whole Kyoto, but he is used to it, but when Bai Yutang mentions the academy and the princelings, it is naturally a different charm, and everyone up their ears, so they look like they are listening to the play, which is really funny.

"Here's what's important. ”

Lao Zhou coughed, cleared his throat, and then pretended to be very serious, and said naturally very seriously, "It is said that the drunken Li Ming broke into the Tongque Tower, snatched the beauty in Mr. Four's arms, and was about to enter the fairyland on earth. ”

"Wait. The scholar interrupted Lao Zhou and said disdainfully: "You ensure that this news is true? How dare Li Ming's cool official compete with Mr. Four!"

"Sir, doesn't this mean that Li Ming is drunk, the news of Xiao Lao'er is true, and there will not be half a bit of falsehood, it is all the news brought out by my son who is a chef in Tongque Tower. Besides, how dare the little old man deceive you? ”

"There is some truth to it, but you don't have the guts, so go on. ”

Lao Zhou smiled and said, "Everyone also knows that Mr. Four is happy with flowers, a woman, naturally will not make him angry, after all, which young lady in Kyoto is not in Mr. Four's bag?"

"However, Mr. Four opened a gambling game, betting on the challenge of Mr. Six by Qiusheng, the son of the head of the Qiu family, in Baihua Lane today!"

"Mr. Six, who is Mr. Six? Why haven't you heard anyone mention it?"

"Phew, you don't know this? Miss Murong came out of the cabinet because of Mr. Six, and even the prince went to the Tongque Tower to talk to Mr. Six a few days ago. ”

"What is this, I heard that Mr. Six soaked the daughter of Luo Shangshu's family, but Luo Shangshu disagreed, and finally Mr. Six ordered Li Ming to smash the door of Luo Shangshu's house!"

"Wait!wait!" The scholar was a little confused and interrupted, "Are you saying that Mr. Six is having an affair with Miss Luo Chanyi, but Miss Murong is still out of the cabinet?"

Obviously, the focus of this young scholar was only the two girls who were shy of flowers, and they couldn't bear to see his indignant, sighing, and screaming flowers.

After all, there are three empty bowls in front of Xiao Zhaohua, and it is still continuing, he naturally wants to persuade himself to eat chaos of good people, so he said: "The Buddha said, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, don't be mistaken by women, take refuge in my Buddha and ascend to the West Heaven Bliss." ”

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Xiao Yuhua continued to gobble up, and the scholar looked calm, looking at Lao Zhou and the others with a slight smile, but he was a little stiff.

The scholar wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Xiao Xiaohua immature and dissatisfied, "Cuihua is on the wonton, your wonton has less meat, don't cut corners, be careful of breaking the signboard." ”

"Objective, wait a minute, this is on, the speed of making wontons is faster, there may be some insufficient materials, our family's signboard is a century-old signboard, and Tong Su is not bullied. ”

The proprietress Cuihua is a real person, and she will not be disgusted in the slightest because of the identity of the little flower, and the customer is first, which is also the principle of the business of the century-old store as always.

"Why do you have so many complaints, it's good to have to eat. ”

"This guest officer doesn't want to say that, although our store is small, we will accept every customer's opinion. ”

Cuihua is really a bit too much, but he is really the favorite of the people of Kyoto, so everyone who comes here to eat will shout twice, "Cuihua is on the ravioli." ”

Over time, although this century-old shop has no name, it has been installed with the small and kind name of Cuihua Little Wonton, and the proprietress is also happy to accept it.

The guest was refuted by Cuihua and couldn't stay, and was about to leave with a cold snort, but was patted on the shoulder by a person to sit down, he just wanted to say a few words, but his heart trembled, and his waist bent over like the green bamboo that was about to break by the wind, and his body kept trembling.

That man is very familiar to everyone, because his name should be known to everyone in Kyoto, because he is bad, bad to the bones, so bad that the people of Kyoto are afraid to the bones.

I remember that the children in Kyoto are most afraid of two words, Li Ming.

Because whenever they cried, their parents would say, "If you cry again, Li Ming, that demon will take you and eat you." ”

This sentence is very short, but it is really so useful, and after a long time, I wonder which child is not afraid of that Li Ming demon in his heart? That demon who is said to eat people and does not spit out bones!

It's not just children, but the prestige of this demonic cool official makes these adults extremely frightened, after all, the torture of Ling Chi in prison and the division of the corpses of five horses are said to have been created by this Li Ming, and I shudder when I think about it.

Especially when he was patted on the shoulder by such a person, the middle-aged man's expression was even more smiling, but it was really ugly than crying.

However, this cool official Li Ming seemed very relaxed and comfortable, and said casually: "Cuihua, a bowl of wontons." ”