That'......"

He wanted to ask what the woman was thinking, but he didn't know how to speak.

The atmosphere is somewhat subtle.

After pondering for a long time, Feng Shiyan breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "As the girl thought, I really don't want people to know, and I'm not very keen on the so-called fame......

"But you read that right, that poem was indeed given to Brother Wan by me."

Even through a veil, Feng Shiyan could feel the heartfelt joy on her face.

"Feng Gongzi is talented, Luo Yi admires!"

"Luo Yi ......"

Feng Shiyan's brows furrowed, this was also the first time he knew this woman's name......

"Luoyi, what a nice name!"

"Miss, it's not too early...... We ......."

"Ah! That's right!" The woman let out an exclamation, "If you don't go back, it's really too late!"

People from other urban areas can come to the west of the city, but they can't stay if they want to...... Immediately, the woman waved her hand at Feng Shiyan and left with Xiang'er in a hurry.

Yiren's shadow gradually disappeared, and Feng Shiyan couldn't help but be a little stunned.

It wasn't until her figure completely disappeared at the end of the long street that he suddenly came back to his senses...... He didn't even know anything about her other than her name.

The only thing that is certain is that she should not be from the west of the city, but just ...... The huge Suzhou Mansion, with only one name, how to find her?

Thinking of this, Feng Shiyan couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, so the two were separated, and the next time they met, I don't know what year and month it would be.

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Feng Shiyan suddenly felt little interested, and returned to the long street aimlessly, planning to take a stroll a little, so he went back early to rest.

It's just that the plan to leave may have to be hurried, no matter what way it is.

He must leave as soon as possible!

However, it is one thing to think, and quite another to do.

Wandering on the long street, Feng Shiyan's mind had already drifted to nowhere.

If you only rely on the messengers sent by the labor service, even with the help of Wan Hongzhuang, if you want to leave the west of the city, it will take about a year, or even longer.

- He doesn't want to wait, and he can't afford to wait.

Then, if you want to leave as soon as possible, the only thing you can rely on seems to be the power of money!

However, two small coins a day, although it is a well-paid job in the west of the city, is a drop in the bucket compared to the amount of money needed to leave......

What to do?

Feng Shiyan fell into deep thought again......

Walking aimlessly, I saw that I was about to reach the end of the long street, when suddenly, a good aroma came to my face, lingering on the tip of my nose, and could not be dispersed for a long time.

Smelling the fragrance, Feng Shiyan suddenly felt hungry, and subconsciously raised his head to find this fragrance.

Only then did he realize that not far away, a stall was surrounded by people and people, and this fragrance came from that stall.

It's human nature to join in the fun. Seeing this, Feng Shiyan couldn't suppress the curiosity in his heart, and put aside his thoughts and plunged into the crowd......

Walking through the crowd, the first thing that catches your eye is an extremely rudimentary wooden cart.

There are several bamboo baskets on the cart, and there is a thick layer of oiled paper underneath...... Pancake?

"It's ......"

Feng Shiyan's eyebrows raised, why does this baked cake look so familiar?

Then his eyes lit up...... Isn't this the kind of baked cake that Wan Hongzhuang handed him last time?

So, isn't this stall that Wu Dalang's?

During this time, because he was too busy, Feng Shiyan had always forgotten about going to see Wuhan University, but he didn't expect that he would not write a book by coincidence, and today he met him while he was shopping for the market!

"It's just...... What about Master Wu?"

Feng Shiyan looked around blankly and found that there was no one with the same characteristics as the Wuda in his impression.

Everyone around was very conscious, wrapped a few cakes in oiled paper on the side and left, and did not forget to throw a small piece of money into a basket on the cart before leaving.

It didn't take long for the pancakes on the cart to be swept away by the surrounding people.

The rest of the people were patient, standing aside, but their mouths were busy urging:

"Wuda, when will the new cake be baked, the brothers have been waiting for a long time!"

"Come on, come on!"

Behind the cart, a simple voice sounded.

Immediately, I saw a blue hat tip poking out from the back of the cart and shaking incessantly. Feng Shiyan hurriedly stood on tiptoe, only to find that there was a man with thick limbs and a short stature, who was busy in the back of the cart.

- Is this the legendary Wu Dalang?

The man's hands and feet were extremely nimble, and it was not long before he brought up a basket of bread and put it on the cart.

The people around rushed up to divide the freshly baked bread again.

Feng Shiyan didn't step forward to join in the excitement, he just stood aside and carefully observed: four cakes for a small penny, in the west of the city, it is really not cheap...... But when I think of the taste of the bread, and the poverty in the west of the city, it seems that it is not unacceptable.

- It seems that setting up a stall is also a good business.

Feng Shiyan's eyes suddenly lit up.

Ordinary people in the west of the city, the reward for a busy day is only one or two small dollars, referring to his revenue, perhaps...... One day's turnover is enough to cover a busy month for many people.

Even if you look at the entire western part of the city, you can be classified as a high-income group.

Of course, Feng Shiyan knows that there may be some costs to be deducted in the middle, but no matter how you calculate it, it is more than the money you earn from work.

Thinking of this, Feng Shiyan couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Maybe...... You can also set up a small stall to sell scallion pancakes or something, and not to mention how much you can make, at least, it shouldn't be bad.

Thinking about it, Feng Shiyan couldn't help but start to be full of joy, and even a little eager to try!

Before I knew it, the night was getting deeper, and the crowd slowly began to disperse, and many stalls saw that there was no business, and they began to close their stalls and prepare to go back.

"This brother?"

At this moment, a simple voice interrupted Feng Shiyan's contemplation, "I've seen you standing there for a long time...... Are you here to buy bread?"

"I'm ......" Feng Shiyan hesitated slightly, but nodded subconsciously.

"Okay, then I'll give you heat."

Wiping his face casually with the rag on his shoulder, Wu Da took four pieces of the remaining cakes on the cart, stuffed them back into the stove and reheated them, while raising his head again, chatting with Feng Shiyan, "Are you...... Just coming to the west of the city?"

"How do you know?" Feng Shiyan asked curiously.

"Of all the people in the past, you seem to be a little untouched, and I know most of them in the west of the city, especially the customers who have come to me to buy cakes."

This sentence may be exaggerated to a certain extent, but from the smugness on his face, it can be seen that the cake sold by Wuda is still relatively popular in the west of the city.

"Alright, give!"

Wu Da carefully wrapped the four baked cakes in oiled paper and handed them to Feng Shiyan, "Try it, don't charge money!"

Seeing Feng Shiyan's puzzled face, he hurriedly explained, "It just so happens that I'm also about to close the stall, this cake can't be overnight......

"Hmm......" Feng Shiyan stopped being hypocritical and took the four freshly baked cakes.

The two were speechless for a moment.

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