Chapter 360: But Who Makes Him Hungry?

Fortunately, it was early afternoon and the wind was not strong and the temperature was still high.

Qingqiu sat on the wheel, shaking his hands and whipping the carriage.

"Shizi, are we really going to Jiangnan Academy? Can you intercede with Your Majesty and let us go back?" ”

"Otherwise, the slave is afraid that we will starve to death and freeze to death on the road, the slave is only thirteen years old, and I don't want to die early as a teenager, woo woo woo ......"

Qingqiu cried twice, and immediately wiped away her tears, it was so cold that the tears flowed down and almost froze.

Ning Yuchu's lips pursed and he said with a depressed expression: "The emperor's grandfather must have his intentions in this situation, if the young master insists on going back, it will destroy his plan, and the young master can't do this." ”

Qingqiu heard that there was no room for maneuver, swept away Fang Cai's sadness, and immediately said: "Then we won't go back, we have been in the imperial capital for so many years, and we finally have the opportunity to go out and have a look, I heard Miss Zhao say, there are many delicious and fun places in Jiangnan, we will definitely be able to feast our mouths and eyes!" ”

This self-comforting and self-cheering words made Ning Yuchu a little interested, but he was soon blown away by the cold wind.

He sneezed, wanted to cry without tears and said, "Then we have to have our lives to go to Jiangnan." ”

A haze hung over the roof of the carriage, the atmosphere was low, and both of them languished.

After walking for more than half an hour, Qingqiu covered her gurgling stomach and said, "Master, the slave is hungry." ”

Ning Yuchu rubbed his eyebrows and sighed: "Ye is also hungry, look at where there is food in front of you." ”

He had no appetite for the past two days, and he had not eaten much, and now he was so hungry that he fainted.

After a while, Qingqiu happily shouted: "Master, I am selling meat and wontons in front!" ”

Ning Yuchu lifted the curtain, and the smell of meat wafted in, and his stomach seemed to respond to the fragrance, and he purred even louder.

The master and servant jumped out of the car and walked happily towards the stall.

A slender waist lady greeted her and asked with a smile, "What are the two guest officers eating?" ”

Qingqiu wiped the chair clean, and asked while waiting for his master to sit down, "What do you have here?" ”

As soon as the thin-waisted lady saw the actions of the two, she knew that it was Ning Yuchu who was in charge.

She pointed to the sign hanging on the pillar, and said to Ning Yuchu with a smile: "Some are written here, but the best selling ones here are cabbage fresh meat wontons and shrimp wontons, and if you want to make steamed buns, they are soup dumplings, and fried dumplings are also good, by the way, beef soup noodles and green pepper fried meat noodles are quite popular with merchants......

Just by reporting the name of the dish, Ning Yuchu had been hooked so much that her saliva almost flowed down, and the slender waist lady was interrupted before she finished speaking.

"Just the ones you just said, two copies each, hurry up."

The slender waist lady narrowed her eyes with a smile and said with a smile: "Okay, wait a minute, the guest officer will send it immediately." ”

After a while, Bun Chaos came up first.

Ning Yuchu cleaned his hands with the tea on the table, picked up the soup bag with chopsticks, and couldn't wait to take a bite, almost not being burned by the hot soup inside.

The two of them devoured it, but they didn't taste anything, so they stuffed it into their mouths one by one.

After the four drawers of cage steamed buns and two plates of fried dumplings were swept away, the hot noodle soup and mixed noodles were also delivered.

The hot soup warms the stomach, the cold is dispelled, and the limbs are warm.

The master and servant finally felt alive.

Ning Yuchu ate it slowly and methodically, and only then did he feel that the taste was average, and even the small and medium-sized vendors in Beijing could not compare.

But who made him hungry?