When I entered the door, a beautiful lady greeted me, dressed in a red dress and very happy, and greeted with a smile: "Miss is the first time to come to our store, and take a look at it." ”

After that, she stopped talking, let Wenzhu look at it, only accompanied by the side, Wenzhu saw that the area of the store was about the same as the splendid world, there was no counter in the middle, and the shelves were full of silk and satin, allowing the guests to touch and choose.

Seeing the customers in the store, there were no guys around, Wen Zhu thought about it, and suddenly understood, and sighed secretly, this little lady is so good-looking, and I know that the material used in my long skirt is also extraordinary.

Seeing that Wen Zhu's eyes stayed on one of the blue cloths for a long time, the little lady smiled slightly and said in a low voice: "Miss is really good eyesight, this blue cloth is woven by the natives of Yunnan, and it is colored by batik, but it is very rare in our Jiangnan, if it is made into a skirt, it is also unique, but this fabric is not suitable for the daily wear of nobles." ”

Wen Zhu nodded noncommittally, and immediately looked away, but found that whenever her eyes stayed above three breaths, the little lady carefully introduced, and knew all kinds of fabric weaving processes, origins, and easy to know, and could always put forward very pertinent opinions.

After staying for a long time, Wen Zhu saw that he knew a lot, and casually pointed to the blue cloth he saw first, and ordered Jinbao to pay for it, and then went out of this splendid world.

Summoned Wenfu, got into the carriage, and the group went to Beicheng, on the way to buy a lot of halva in Nawei Xiangzhai, but wanted to give some to the beggars.

The car was very slow, Wen Zhu was a little drowsy, and suddenly, the car stopped, and Wen Fu said outside the car door: "Miss, the passers-by in front are crowded, as if they are rushing to buy something, and the carriage is temporarily difficult to pass." ”

"Oh?" Wen Zhuden was interested and said, "Then the big housekeeper is asking what he is selling." ”

After a while, Wen Fu turned around and said helplessly: "It turned out to be a baked cake stall." ”

Wen Zhu ignored Jinbao's pleading, insisted on getting out of the car, and after a while, he was already in the long line, Jinbao had no choice but to line up behind Wenzhu to prevent the crowd from crowding and hurting his own lady.

Jinbao complained dissatisfiedly: "If the young lady wants to eat the baked cakes, just ask the slave maid to buy them, why bother to suffer this crime in person." ”

Wen Zhu taught her: "You don't know that the taste of this waiting is the most wonderful, suffering in anticipation, when the baked cake arrives, you immediately take a bite, your lips and teeth are fragrant, and it is the most delicious." ”

Jinbao's eyes lit up, and he nodded again and again: "What Miss said is very reasonable, the slaves and maids are drooling." After saying that, he stretched out his head and leaned forward with Wen Zhu, only to see a few twists and turns in front of him, and the team turned a few corners, and there were hundreds of people lined up to him.

After waiting for a long time, the position in the team did not move at all, Wen Zhu gradually felt impatient, but she heard the round-faced girl in front of her ask: "Is that baked cake lang really better than Pan An?" ”

The girl with a bun in front of the round-faced girl replied casually: "This is natural, haven't you seen so many women lining up?" ”

Wen Zhu looked left and right, and found that it was really all women queuing, and he couldn't help but sink in his heart, Pan An, not to mention what the young man looked like, I am afraid that the taste of this baked cake will be discounted.

Wen Zhu suddenly felt bored and wanted to leave, but after queuing for a long time, he was unwilling, looked at Jinbao, and was happy.

pulled Jinbao and whispered in her ear: "Miss can't stand you, I will make up for you when I go back." ”

Before Jinbao could understand, his feet ached suddenly, his body was crooked, and he fell to his own miss, and he heard Wenzhu's panicked voice and said, "Bao'er, Bao'er, why did you commit leprosy at this time?" ”

When he entered Baoden, he wanted to defend loudly, but his mouth was suddenly covered by Wenzhu, and he only waved his arms in shock, looking more and more sick.

Wen Fu and his family, who were waiting, hurriedly came, Wen Zhu handed over the Jinbao in his hand to Wenfu, and said in a low voice: "Send Jinbao back to the carriage and wait for me." After that, he glanced at Jinbao coldly, Jinbao trembled, and honestly let Wenfu and the others carry him back to the carriage.

Wen Zhu raised his head, saw the people lining up around him scattered, straightened his skirt, smiled, and walked towards the baked cake stall.

Seeing that there was still a chubby girl in front of her blocking the way, she was about to speak, when she heard a young man's impatient voice sounding: "After buying, let me go, there are still people lining up behind." ”

After that, the young man violently pushed the woman away, but the woman was still standing sideways, Wen Zhu looked at it, and saw that her eyes were already obsessed, and she opened her mouth wide, staring at the young man in front of her.

Wen Zhu followed her line of sight, and after just one glance, he lowered his head and watched intently as the young man made the baked cake.

In his heart, he was secretly surprised: why did Woe Shuiluo appear here.

Wen Zhu was slightly confused, and was absorbed by Luo's movements: looking at a pair of hands in front of him, the ten fingers were slender, the bone joints were not thick, and he grabbed a piece of noodles with dexterity, and gently pulled it, it was an egg-sized dough, kneaded it twice in the palm of his hand, picked up a ball of filling with chopsticks, filled it into the noodles, pressed his thumb twice at will, pressed it with both hands, and shook it, and the round baked cake fell on the iron plate with oil, making a sizzling sound.

The whole action was done in one go, Wen Zhu sighed, the absolute chef's skill, couldn't help but look forward to the baked cake, and stared at the unbaked baked cake without blinking.

After a while, Luo shoveled out the golden baked cakes fried on both sides with a shovel, cooled for a while, wrapped them in oiled paper, and handed them to Wenzhu.

Wen Zhu took it diligently, didn't care about the heat, lifted a little veil, revealed a red lip, blew it, and took a bite, crispy on the outside and fragrant on the inside, the meat filling was fat but not greasy, and there were a little green vegetables between them, which was very delicious.

When he raised his eyes, he saw Luo's face happy, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and his already handsome face seemed to have erupted into a sun.

Wen Zhu said while eating: "Bring me twenty, no, fifty, uh, it's still a hundred." ”

But I remembered the beggars.

Luo Lang responded, his subordinates' movements became more and more swift, Wen Zhu suddenly remembered the conversation between Luo and his brother in the temple, and secretly wondered, could it be that he thought that everyone's ladies were empty and boring, so he went to the mountains to find a wife......

I looked at Luo again, dressed in coarse cloth, his hair was slightly messy because he was busy, and a few strands of broken hair stuck to his forehead with sweat, which added a bit of fireworks.

Woe water, it's so pleasing to the eye to make a baked cake, the country is about to die, there will be demons, Wenzhu made up his mind, it's better to keep a distance from these demons.

After Luo made a hundred baked cakes, Wen Zhu took out a piece of broken silver from his waist purse and threw it down, thanked him habitually, turned around and left.

Luo was stunned, squinted at her leaving, and whispered to Brother Nian, who was burning the fire, "You ask Huo San to follow and see, whose girl is that." ”