Li Qingyi rubbed up from his chair when he heard this, "Are you serious?"

Changning chick pecked rice, "The slave almost dug three feet into the ground around Zhen's mansion, and even didn't let go of the waterway, and almost gave up, who knew that on the way back, the slave and maid were hungry and wanted to go to Elm Hutong to eat something, and I saw a woman with a hood and her head down and hurriedly walked by."

Everyone became nervous when they heard this, and Shean asked, "Who is it?"

"I only saw the lower half of her face, and I thought it was very similar to the girl named Mingxi in Aunt He's yard, so I followed. There was a simple house in the deepest part of Yushu Hutong, and the man went in and never came out again. I didn't know what was going on inside, so I didn't dare to enter rashly, so I quickly went back to Zhen's house to stare at Aunt He's yard, and that Mingxi appeared after a while! On his feet he was wearing a pair of shoes embroidered with cuckoos, exactly like the one in Elm Alley!"

Li Qingyi frowned: "Where is the Elm Hutong you said?"

"It's three streets away from Zhen's house, and it's already close to the east of the city."

Woad Lan couldn't believe it, "Even if there is a secret passage in Aunt He's house, she can't dig that far, right?"

Changning also hesitated, "I thought so first, but that woman should be Mingxi, she is a kung fu person, since she arrived at Zhen's Mansion at about the same time as me, it is impossible for her to come out of the house and return to Zhen's Mansion after I left Yushu Hutong, she must have walked to Zhen's house from the secret passage after entering the house!"

Li Qingyi stared and said, "It's a little farther away, but Aunt He has been hiding in the Zhen Mansion for so many years, even if she digs a little a day, she will already dig it through!" The point is, why did she dig the exit of the secret passage in Elm Alley."

A flash of inspiration flashed in Xiang Lan's mind, "Could it be that the daughter in Mu Yuanchang's mouth is hiding nearby?"

"Very likely, let Dawu go to Elm Hutong to keep an eye on the movement first, and see if there are any other people in and out of that small courtyard."

Chang Yan replied, "Slave maid, go and talk to Dawu."

Li Qingyi continued to ask Changning, "How did you come up with the idea of going to Elm Hutong for dinner? Where did you frequent?"

Changning nodded, "There is a small restaurant in Yushu Hutong, and the shopkeeper is a husband and wife, who fled from the Northland, and then settled in the capital, and after more than 20 years, he is already half of the capital, and the slave maid found that place by chance, and he likes the northland cuisine very much, and he often goes."

"Northland cuisine? It's strange." Li Qingyi thought for a while, "Why don't I make an appointment with Zhen Zhen and Miao'er, and use the excuse of tasting northland cuisine to go around the neighborhood, maybe there will be a harvest."

Changning didn't eat Beidi cuisine today, so he rushed back to report, and he was drooling so much, when he heard this, his eyes lit up. took advantage of Li Qingyi's efforts to write a post for Zhen Zhen, and pulled Woad to introduce her to the taste of the dishes, and gave Woad Lan a lot of water.

The next day.

Li Qingyi and the others still met at Li's house, changed into men's clothes that were convenient for travel, and then set off together to Yushu Hutong.

Jiang Shun drove the carriage around east and west, pretending to be unable to find a place, and walked around several alleys, passing all the surroundings before arriving at the place where he could eat.

The catkins in the sky are flying, adding a bit of comfort to the vitality of spring.

Probably because it didn't get to the meal, the shop Changning said was quiet and unusual in the fluffy flying flotsam, and I didn't see anyone coming in or out. The window lattice was mottled with red paint, and next to it was a stout, tall elm tree full of green branches and leaves.

There was still some fine grass fluttering in the wind on the low roof, and a translucent white apricot blossom was stuck diagonally on the handle of the yellow wooden door. There is a small plaque hanging on the door, which reads Chen Ji Restaurant.

In the alley, several children laughed and danced in the distance, chasing each other and throwing stones at each other's feet.

Zhen Zhen couldn't wait and pushed the Li Qingyi sisters into the door.

Inside the room were a few square tables for four, complete with a few chairs. In the middle of the room, there is a small yellow clay stove, where a teapot is placed, and the heat is rising.

A man in his forties and fifties was fiddling with the charcoal fire in the furnace, and when he saw a few people coming in, he glanced at Changning and greeted him warmly, "It's just in time! Newly killed pigs!"

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Ning smiled and nodded, shouted Lao Chen, and led Li Qingyi and the others to sit down. He led Wo Lan and Jiang Shun to sit at the table next to him.

Li Qingyi had a very good impression of this small storefront, and felt that it seemed to be an independent hermit master in the midst of prosperity.

Zhen Zhen couldn't help but chirp wherever she went, and said, "Listening to Changning, this northern cuisine has a strong taste, and I ate a lot of things here with you at the Lantern Festival last time, and when I returned to the house, I didn't dare to open my mouth to speak in front of my mother, and I endured it for two days before I dared to speak at will, which really made me choke enough."

Li Qingyi and Li Miaoran laughed, and Li Miaoran said, "You little fool, didn't you say that you cut the ginger shreds and put the vinegar in your mouth for a while?"

Zhen Zhen said sadly: "How am I like you, you don't know what my mother is like, the girls around me have been bought by her, how dare I make a big splash to contain any ginger vinegar, if I am caught by her, I have to nag in my ear for half a year, next time don't think about going out to eat!" I can't forget those delicious foods, and I thought about them for days when I went back!"

The common dishes in the people's homes are not common in the family, the family's meals are elegant and light, and the street food is only one exquisite, delicious.

The three girls were a little impatient, their eyes fixed on the store, waiting for them to serve the food.

There are no guys and bells in the shop, they are all handled by the boss and the proprietress themselves, the pork is boiled in advance, and the ingredients are ready-made. After a while, steamed hand-torn, crystal pork belly, pork blood and bone soup, fried fat sausage, and the garlic white meat that Changning liked, and so on, large plates and small bowls were quickly served.

Everyone was excited and was about to move the chopsticks, when the door of the store was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and they heard it before they saw it.

I only heard the man: "Lao Chen, I heard that you have newly killed the best pork, and it is still the old rule for you to feast on it!"

Before the words fell, His Royal Highness the Prince, who was full of energy, was dressed in a black robe, with a jade belt around his waist, a jade crown with inlaid treasure beads on his head, a long jade body, and a light drop of the palm of the folding fan, holding a merry man.

His age at this time is between a teenager and a young man, and that high spirit seeps out from every part of his body, coupled with the good bearing and appearance of the royal family, as soon as he enters the shop, it is like a pearl cast into the night sky, which is very eye-catching.

Li Miaoran's two chopsticks fell on the table, making two clicks, and she looked at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince with a casual posture and a flamboyant smile in a daze.

When the prince heard this, he turned his face to look at the other guests in the room, and when he saw Li Miaoran in men's clothes, he glared at her carefully, walked straight towards her, and said in surprise, "It's you? Why are you here? It's hard to find! How do you know this?"