Han Yuemei smelled this smell, and the corners of her eyes began to moisten a little, and there was a faint fragrance in this smell, as if it had turned into a thousand threads of thoughts, stimulating the past buried in Han Yuemei's heart.

"Do you want a freshly wrapped ravioli?" The stall owner saw Han Yuemei standing in front of the stall and greeted him warmly.

"Boss, is your wonton the same as the one in Taizheng City?" Han Yuemei asked softly.

The stall owner's eyes lit up for a moment, and he said, "Yo, I didn't expect the guest officer to be able to ask the way Taizheng City did by virtue of the smell, it seems that he is an old eater, so you want to have a bowl of food." ”

"Well, a bowl."

"Okay."

The stall owner happily fiddled on his stall, Han Yuemei stood by and watched in a daze, only to see the stall owner skillfully open a small wooden cabinet next to the stove, in which were lying a thin skin and large white skin wontons, take out eight and put them into the bottom of a boiling soup pot on the side, under the burning of wood, the fierce fire pushed the speed of the wontons in the pot.

Next, the stall owner opened the second level of the wooden cabinet and took out a small piece of seaweed and put it in a bowl, followed by a small piece of lard paste, a pinch of coarse salt and a few slices of dried shrimp, and when the wonton was almost cooked, he put a few green vegetable leaves into the broth.

After a while, the wontons are cooked, the leaves are decorated, and the last pinch of green onion is decorated, and just like that, a steaming bowl of wontons is done, and the scattered seaweed dances enchantingly in the soup, and the wisps of dark purple look particularly new in the fragrant juice.

Han Yuemei sat at the small table on the side of the street and quietly looked at the wontons in the bowl, and the next moment, she picked up a spoon and blew it, then put it in her mouth and bit it, the rich fragrance exploded in her mouth at once, the intoxicating taste, the smooth wonton skin and the firm pork, the perfect match.

A tear quietly slipped away in the corner of Han Yuemei's eyes, and this smell reminded her of a lot of past events.

"Boss, how many years have you been doing this stall?" Han Yuemei asked.

The stall owner sat next to the cart and waved the fan, and said: "My old wonton was originally a time-honored brand in Taizheng City, but unfortunately not long ago Taizheng City was defeated, and we little people were miserable, defeated, the city was broken, and the business was depressed. ”

What the stall owner said was a stomach of bitter water, which is more like the truest portrayal of the general bottom.

Han Yuemei thought for a while and said, "Isn't a new order being built over there in Taizheng City?" So why not go back? ”

The stall owner shook his head and said, "It's easy to say, who knows what this new order is going to play, although I can't talk about being rich and expensive here, but my family is at least stable, if I go back, there will be a change, but it will kill me." ”

Han Yuemei didn't know how to speak for a while, was silent for a moment, and then said: "You said that it is a time-honored brand in Taizheng City, dare to ask what is the name of the signboard at that time?" ”

"Fuhe wonton shop."

Fuhe, ravioli?

Han Yuemei looked surprised, and the words unbelief were written all over her face.

It's really the same as she thought, when Han Yuemei was a little girl, there was a small shop called Fuhe Wonton next to the tailor shop run by her adoptive parents, no wonder why she smelled such a familiar smell, it turned out to be an old man.

looked at the stall owner again and asked tentatively, "Is your father Uncle Duan Tian?" ”

When the stall owner heard these three words, he was obviously a little surprised, stopped the pu fan in his hand, and said, "How do you know?" ”

"When I was a kid, I was the little girl in the tailor's shop next to the wonton shop." Han Yuemei said.

I thought that the stall owner would recognize each other happily, but I didn't expect him to sit on the ground as if he had seen a plague god, and shouted: "You, you, you are the little demon girl back then, why are you here, shouldn't you die?" ”

Before Han Yuemei could speak, he had already pushed the cart and ran away, and disappeared after a while.

"This, sure enough, the events of that year are still memorable." Han Yuemei sat on the spot and said to herself dejectedly.

Regarding the title of the little demon girl, it has become strange since Han Yuemei was a child, and the strange things that are naturally powerful are no different from monsters in the eyes of ordinary people.

It's all so nostalgic to be treated differently.

Han Yuemei finished eating the rest of the wontons, and shook her head helplessly, isn't it a happiness to be able to eat the taste of her childhood again, no matter what happened before, time may forget everything.

After getting up and taking two steps forward, I suddenly smelled a strange scent of flowers.

"It smells so good." Han Yuemei reacted in her mind, she looked left and right for a while, and found that the people around her began to decrease, and even the smell of the immortal family appeared.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it seems a little inappropriate to rush into the place of the Terrans." Han Yuemei said loudly.

"Don't worry, we have already arranged a magic circle around us, and it won't interfere with the human race, but you, but you are a little capable, and a mere three hundred years of cultivation can kill five hundred years of climbing the wall, which makes the whole thing interesting."

As the words fell, the people around them disappeared, and an extremely strange luster radiated, not only enveloping Han Yuemei, but even the surrounding buildings were almost physically projected.

Then the sky was scattered with large petals, and those petals shimmered with this bewitching pink luster, and the fragrance that Han Yuemei had smelled before became even stronger.

"Peach blossom? Heh, I've heard of the name of the Peach Blossom Demon before, but I didn't expect you to come to strangle me today, and now the fairy family is so generous? Han Yuemei looked at the sky, under the moonlight, the peach blossom demon stepped on the petals scattered in the air gracefully walked down, her figure was slender, her half-open long skirt exposed her jade feet, a red paper umbrella was raised above her head, her purple eyes flashed with a smart halo, and under her bewitching eyes was a flaming red lip that seduced her soul, charming to the extreme.

"This little mouth is quite sweet, you have the breath of a fox demon on your body, it seems that you can not be discovered by us guys and it is all blocked by the fox demon, but unfortunately, even the fox demon in my magic circle can't break it, so obediently accept your fate." Bansheng walked down the petals, stood in front of Han Yuemei and said.

"Senior, I'm afraid you're not the only one in the Immortal Family, but what about the others? Let them come out too, I've thought about it, since this matter can't be avoided, it's been a hundred for so long. Han Yuemei moved her muscles and said fearlessly.

Bansheng sighed, clapped his hands, and said, "Come out, I said that you can't deceive her, it seems that this little girl has completely awakened the strength of the dragon's blood." ”