With the experience of the previous day, Sun Yunniang was familiar with the stall on the second day, and as soon as she arrived at the place where the stall was set up, she found that three or five people had been guarding there in advance.

Seeing her push the cart over, several people stood up in unison, excited.

"It's coming, it's coming, the lady of the Sun family is here, I said I didn't make a mistake."

"When I heard about it yesterday, the stall had already been closed, so I must try it today."

"Lady, quickly get us a few slices of tofu fruit to satisfy our hunger."

Sun Yunniang was so urged that she couldn't cry or laugh, so she had to speed up and put things out.

"Sun Niangzi, and me!" A handsome young man stepped forward, pointed at himself with his finger, and approached the woman, "Do you remember the lady?" ”

"How can I not remember, my little brother almost stomped his foot yesterday." Sun Yunniang joked.

The young man touched the back of his head, as if he was a little embarrassed, "My master's appetite is not very good these days, I heard that the spicy food made by the lady is delicious, so I want to buy some back, but I missed it." ”

"Little brother, don't worry, it's enough today."

Although Sun Yunniang still doesn't quite understand the complex friendship between master and servant in this era, she can still see that this young man is very attentive to his master, and it seems that that person should be very easy to get along with.

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Qingyan Town, Pavilion Lane, East Street.

This is the most elegant street in the town, to put it simply, it is the rich area of Qingyan Town, and it is a rich area with style, which is incomparable to the nouveau riche on the other side of North Street.

Ten years ago, there was a prince of Zhan who was not favored in the capital and lived in the East Street here, so he lived in the nameless alley adjacent to the small bridge and flowing water, and named the alley Ting Lane.

Wang Ye has had outstanding talent since he was a child, not only good at poetry and rhyme, intoxicated with calligraphy and painting, but also has a lot of experience in guqin, flute and short flute, and has countless followers in the Southern Chu Kingdom.

However, the jealousy of the talent has fallen so far, and he also died here three years ago.

Although the Si people passed away, they also left a lot of heirlooms, and this alley became famous, attracting a large number of literati to follow the trend and come to Tingxiang to buy real estate.

Today, the good lots and well-repaired houses in this alley have long been sold out, and even ordinary houses are mostly rented.

Especially at this time of the year, it is also the time to enter Beijing to take the exam, and there will always be a group of superstitious poor scholars who come to Tingxiang to be tenants for a while, and they are called to get a touch of the prince's talent.

"Lord Zhan is on top, Xiaosheng kneels down and begs for blessings, and this year he can be admitted to the Jinke Champion Guangzong Yaozu."

"You're too greedy, Lord Wang, surnamed Li, just ask for an example, not like he is so greedy, please bless him."

"Pull it down, you two, the prince is a Wenqu star, how can he ignore you two generals, he must bless me with this amazing talent to pick up the flowers."

In front of the door of a house, three scholars knelt at the gate of the courtyard with their hands folded, kneeling and arguing.

Not far away, a teenager was holding a food box, holding his forehead speechless.

"If the prince has a spirit in the sky, he will not bless you fools."

The three scholars turned around in unison.

"Hey! Who are you fools? ”

"Where did the miscellaneous hair come from to say such bad things! Bah! ”

As soon as the three of them came out, they stood up suddenly, ready to step forward to theorize.

The young man pursed his lips and said slowly, "Did I say something wrong?" If you seek fame, you should study hard at home, and go here to harass the guests to pray for God and Buddha. If you can get the top prize in the championship by waiting for a god, then wouldn't the sow also be able to climb the tree? ”

"You, you, you! Such an insult, vulgar, vulgar! ”

"I'm really looking for death!"

The three scholars blushed from humiliation, and one of them rolled up his sleeves, slurred a few mouthfuls of spit into his palm, and rushed towards the boy, followed by the other two.

The scholar stepped forward, looked at the young man's provocative and disdainful expression and became even more angry, and raised his fist to greet the other party in the face.

Suddenly, a silver light flashed, blocking the scholar's fist.

"Knives?!" The three scholars were suddenly frightened and took a few steps back, "You, who are you, how dare you carry a knife here!" Also, is there still a royal law? I, we're going to sue the official! ”

The man in black with the knife lifted the knife high and pointed at the three people opposite, "You give it a try." ”

"It's not what I said, it has nothing to do with me, I'm just passing by, I, I'll go first." A scholar jumped to the side with a shiver and quickly took himself out.

Seeing this, another scholar also took a few steps back, pointed to the scholar who shouted to sue the official just now, and shouted: "Yes, we are all passing by, he called at you just now, you, go to him." ”

After speaking, the two of them seemed to have oil on the soles of their feet, turned around and ran away without a trace.

The remaining scholar was completely wilted, he glared hatefully at the direction in which his companion was running, and then at the sharp broadsword in front of him, and cold sweat flowed down.

"A good man, a good man spares his life, yes, it was the two people who pushed me forward just now to shout, I am innocent, you don't remember the villain, forgive, forgive me, I'll leave, lest it hinder your eyes."

The scholar shrunk his neck, raised his arch with trembling hands, took a few tentative steps back, and when he saw that the other party did not follow, he ran away, ran a few steps and fell into the mud, and then got up again, and ran away.

"Hahaha, cowardice!" The boy carrying the food box suddenly laughed and couldn't straighten his waist.

"Changshun...," the man in black sighed, "Don't make trouble for your master." ”

This young man named Changshun disagreed, and said aggrievedly: "How can I have it? Obviously, these cowards are arguing in front of the door, and the master is happy, I'm not driving them away. ”

The young man in black shook his head and put the knife in its scabbard.

"By the way, Changbai, did the master eat breakfast today?" Changshun glanced at the dead face in front of him impatiently, can't he change it every day when he wears black?

"Uses a little, not much." Changbai's facial features are relatively light, and he has a face that he forgets at a glance, but because he has a solemn aura all over his body, it is unforgettable, and even his voice makes people feel chills unconsciously.

The young man next to him was not surprised, there was no fear on his face, he only sighed and said: "Since the death of the prince three years ago, every year when Qingming is approaching, the master will come here to stay for a while, but his appetite is getting worse and worse..."

The young man in black looked up at a part of the courtyard, and his eyes dimmed.

"It's up to you today."

The young man checked the food box in his hand, smiled slyly, took a few steps forward, and pushed open the door of the mansion, and the plaque on the top of the mansion had three big characters written on it, "Yuqingzhu"

He strode close to the middle courtyard, raised his hand and knocked twice, and said softly: "Childe, childe?" Awake? ”

There was no sound inside.

"Childe, you will definitely be interested in the snacks I bought today."

There was still no movement in the house.

"Childe, the spicy dipping sauce in this house today is the only one in the whole of Southern Chu, this ingredient is guaranteed to be unheard of by you." Changshun pressed his ears against the crack in the door, struggling to hear the movement inside.

After a while, I heard a deep voice inside: "Enter." ”

His eyes lit up, he grinned, and quickly pushed the door open.

I saw a lazy man in white on the couch holding a book, reading intently.

His black hair is not tied, the brocade is casually draped behind him, his white face is like a jade carving, a pair of thick eyebrows fly obliquely into the sideburns, his narrow eyes are as plain as water, and the bridge of his nose is straight and charming, and there is a desire to reach out and touch.

He supported his cheekbones with his right hand, didn't look at each other, and his slightly pale thin lips lightly opened: "Don't toss again, I just suffered from the wind and cold a few days ago and lost my appetite, so there is no need to be nervous." ”

"Childe, you can taste it, just take a bite, if it's not delicious, I'll take it immediately."

Changshun took the tofu fruit out of the food box, "You don't know, this little lady of the Sun family, it only opened on the first day yesterday, and it was sold out in less than three hours. ”

The corners of the white-clothed man's lips curled slightly, and he finally put down the book in his hand and tied up the scattered hair at will.

He looked at the slightly yellow tofu slices on the small table, which seemed to be unremarkable, but he still picked up the chopsticks and barely took a bite.

Suddenly, there was a trace of surprise in his eyes that he didn't have time to capture, and he continued to finish the bowl.

Then, he glanced up at Changshun and said slowly: "It turns out that there is something in this tofu, but there is still it?" ”

Changshun's originally apprehensive mood immediately became brisk, and he said in surprise: "Yes! I knew Childe was going to like it! Her ingredients are ordinary, although they are not as high-grade as those in the palace, the taste is excellent! ”

The man in white chewed slowly, and muttered: "A certain spice in this dipping water is very peculiar, and I have never eaten it." ”

Changshun nodded, "This lady of the Sun family said that it was an ancestral secret system, and it must be some kind of rare ingredient." ”

"It's spicy, and it's very tender inside," Childe slowly closed his eyes, his long eyelashes drooped, he tasted it in his mouth, nodded, and bent the corners of his mouth again.

Changshun was a little stunned, they were like market-born laymen, and they were used to devouring everything they ate.

And Childe is Childe, and even eating a bite of a roadside stall snack is so elegant, it really looks like a picture of a beautiful woman's meal.

A poem popped up in his mind for no reason, "Fresh skin is moist, and beautiful is delicious." ”

This is still what I heard yesterday when I heard the sour show nearby, but it seems a little disrespectful to describe Childe, Childe hates it the most when someone says that he is beautiful, if he knows that he thinks of him like this, I am afraid that his life will be hanging.

Changshun wiped a handful of cold sweat and lowered his head weakly.

Childe didn't notice this cranky little guy, and finished eating two tofu fruits intently before putting down his chopsticks.

"Just now, what you said is not appropriate, the ingredients are not of high grade, and the high and low are just people's hearts."

Changshun nodded again and again: "What Childe said is that the ingredients of this Sun Niangzi's family are really dipped with care, and her stall is called a delicate one." ”

Even such a picky person as Childe can be satisfied, it's really not simple, and the last sentence of the complaint silently rotted in Changshun's stomach.

"Sun Niangzi? Stalls? Childe muttered, his calm eyes seemed to be a little interested, "It's also interesting, I've been lying in the house for a few days, and I'm tired, let's go shopping." ”

Changshun was overjoyed, and when he was finally willing to go out, he knew that Childe had no resistance to real food.

But in an instant, he became uneasy again, and every time he ate his favorite food, Childe must go to see the cook himself.

But once he saw him, if he didn't like that man, he would never eat his food again, or even ...... Changshun wiped a handful of cold sweat on his forehead.

I hope that Childe can always restrain his strange problem of uncertain weather......