Yan Huanglou arrived at the street in the morning and set up a tea stall.

Compared with yesterday, his complexion was much better, and after setting up the stall, he lit a fire and began to boil porridge.

He looked at the streets, and from time to time there would be official parades, which was not the case before, and he thought that something must have happened in the city.

It happened that an official on duty came to drink tea.

Yan Huanglou served the tea, and listened to the official at the table talking.

"I'm tired."

"Who says it's not, it's just such a thing, so that now you have to parade day and night, and there are not enough people in the yamen now, alas, it's really ......"

"Drink tea and drink tea."

Yan Huanglou listened and took advantage of the tea to ask, "Two adults, I don't know what happened in the city?" ”

"Old man Huang, don't you know?" The official asked.

Yan Huanglou said: "I have been sick for the past two days and have not come to set up a stall. ”

After hearing this, the official said: "Just yesterday, in the Shijia pawnshop on the street in front, the shopkeeper's hands were cut off, and the old shopkeeper fainted on the spot, and he committed murder on the street!" Don't take us seriously! ”

Yan Huanglou was shocked when he heard this, and he muttered in his mouth: "Shi family pawnshop......"

Apparently, he recognized it.

The official said: "It's not too far away, you want to recognize it." ”

"Ahh Yan Huanglou came back to his senses and nodded: "The villain is the old shopkeeper who knows the pawnshop. ”

Another official said: "This thing is very strange, the shopkeeper's hands were cut off, and the person rescued him, but when he asked who did it, he didn't know anything, and even the old shopkeeper was like this, and he couldn't tell who did it." ”

Yan Huanglou exclaimed in surprise and asked, "...... So bizarre? ”

The official took a sip of tea and said, "Yes, I'm afraid I offended someone, but looking at the means of acting, it looks like a person from the rivers and lakes, otherwise I'm afraid it won't just cut off people's hands." ”

Yan Huanglou vaguely seemed to guess something, he opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't ask.

The official waved his hand and said: "If you don't mention this matter, you won't be happy when you talk about it, and if you can't catch anyone for a while, we have to keep paradging, but we will exhaust people to death." ”

The two officials sat quietly and drank tea, and after drinking this cup of tea, they had to go back to report it, they were physically and mentally exhausted, and they didn't want to say anything more.

Yan Huanglou didn't speak anymore when he saw this, he seemed a little silent, and after the two officials left, he sat on the bench and thought for a long time.

He remembered the blood stains on Chen Changsheng's robe yesterday.

I didn't come back to my senses for half a day.

"Gollum."

The white porridge in the pot gurgles.

Yan Huanglou slowly came back to his senses, and then went to the white porridge to control the fire.

He kept his head down, not knowing what he was thinking.

About half an hour later.

Someone came to the tea stall.

"This porridge is almost meaningless today."

Yan Huanglou raised his head and saw the man in the green shirt walk into the tea stall and sit down.

Yan Huanglou opened his mouth, he wanted to ask.

But like a genius, he didn't ask.

Just a word.

"Thank you."

When Chen Changsheng heard this, he said, "If you don't look at the fire again, you really can't drink this white porridge." ”

Yan Huanglou was stunned for a moment, and he smiled helplessly: "Cheng, I'll give you a good night." ”

Chen Changsheng smiled, and then sat quietly and waited for the white porridge to come out of the pot.

After a while, two bowls of hot porridge were served.

Chen Changsheng took a sip and said, "If you do some more, you can eat it as a meal." ”

"Do you drink?" Yanhuang Corridor.

"Drink."

Chen Changsheng took a sip, then took out a folding fan from his sleeve and placed it on the table.

"Smack."

Yan Huanglou couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the folding fan.

Chen Changsheng raised his head and said, "Aren't you saving for so many years just for this fan." ”

He shook his head, and continued: "You are also stupid, go to the pawnshop and take a look, the old shopkeeper is still a person, but his son is a master who sees money, and if you go more, he will naturally guess that you have some silver." ”

The white porridge in the bowl was steaming.

Yan Huanglou looked at the folding fan and didn't move for a long time.

Chen Changsheng asked, "Don't you dare to ask for it?" ”

Yan Huanglou came back to his senses, he pursed his lips, not knowing what to say.

Another moment passed.

Yan Huanglou raised his head and said, "You wait for me." ”

So saying, he got up and walked outside the tea stall.

Chen Changsheng glanced at him, not knowing why he was going.

But seeing the old man running out in a hurry, although his legs and feet were inconvenient, he still ran out of the city.

Chen Changsheng drank porridge by himself, sat here and waited.

The folding fan on the table was also quietly placed there.

About half an hour passed.

The man returned.

Yan Huanglou's body was a little muddy, and there was a hole in the knee of his shirt, as if he had fallen somewhere, and he was limping when he walked.

With some difficulty, he came to the table and took a breath.

"Smack."

He placed the bag full of silver on the table.

"Seventy-eight two hundred and twenty-nine wen."

He reached into his bosom again, took out two copper coins from them, and said, "Plus the two tea coins I got this morning." ”

"Total ......"

"Seventy-eight two hundred and thirty-one articles."

Chen Changsheng glanced at the bag on the table and the two copper plates placed aside.

"How?" Chen Changsheng said.

Yan Huanglou didn't answer, but as soon as his legs went weak, he knelt down.

"I promised that I would only kneel in this life, and today is an exception, I will kneel to you."

"Bow down to me!"

As he spoke, Yan Huanglou leaned down and bowed.

His forehead was pressed against the ground, and he got up with a little dust on his forehead.

Seeing this, Chen Changsheng just said lightly: "It's over?" ”

Yan Huanglou was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

Chen Changsheng immediately said: "After knocking, hurry up and serve tea, your white porridge is very dry, and I am a little thirsty when I eat it." ”

Yan Huanglou was silent.

He looked at Chen Changsheng and thought for a long time.

Don't know why......

He regretted it!

Yan Huanglou stood up and went to serve tea angrily.

Chen Changsheng smiled and said, "Eh, Chen doesn't dislike you for knocking again." ”

Yan Huanglou broke a mouthful and said, "You think well!" ”

He poured the tea up.

"Tea!" Yan Huanglou just said a word and sat down.

Chen Changsheng glanced at him and said, "Don't pour tea?" ”

Yan Huanglou gave him an angry look, and then poured him tea.

Chen Changsheng took a sip of tea, smacked his lips and said, "The tea is also light." ”

"Love to drink or not."

"What's the matter, Chen has helped you a lot, you have this attitude?"

The corners of Yan Huanglou's mouth twitched, and he said calmly: "Cheng, I'll go and re-soak you." ”

Chen Changsheng tasted it again this time, nodded and said, "This time it's about the same." ”

Yan Huanglou looked at him, shook his head and muttered, "How can there be a person like you." ”