Qingzhou was originally rich in products, the first in the world, although it has experienced "natural changes", but the heritage is still sufficient, in the end it has recovered seven or eight points. The new governor of Qingzhou is even more sympathetic to the people, and ordered not to pay taxes for 20 years.

On the border of Qingzhou, there is a small city near the 100,000 mountains, called Qingyu City. Fifteen years ago, this city was still called the backing city, but since the "sky changes", this city is like being broken by play, sometimes the sky is clear, sometimes the wind and rain are fluttering, the weather can change several times a day, and what is more strange is that it will only be like this in the city, it is normal not far from the city, outsiders are surprised, but the locals are bitterly smiling and knowing.

The city lord Fu Tianming had no choice but to write to the state lord and ask the state capital celestial officer to find out the matter. The astronomical officer of the state capital stayed awake for three consecutive days and nights, and after squirting out a mouthful of old blood, he only calculated the word "twenty-eight". Soon, the governor ordered that the mountain city be renamed Sunny Rain City. Although City Lord Fu was "dissatisfied" with the grace of the new name, he could only recognize it "with tears".

Fulin House is one of the few restaurants in the sunny and rainy city. It is said that it is a building, in fact, there are only two floors, the hall is the first floor, the three religions and nine streams, the peddlers and pawns and the like abound, the sound of wine glasses colliding, the sound of fists, laughter and scolding mixed together, very noisy; between the wine tables in addition to the bench, there is only a small path that can only pass through one person, only in front of the counter facing the door is slightly spacious.

Compared with the bustle of the first floor, the second floor is much cleaner and more elegant. The octagonal table is shiny, and the stool furnishings are also staggered and orderly. On the first floor, the square wine tables filled the hall, a full eighteen tables, while on the second floor, there were only six tables, three of which leaned against the window and the other three were next to the fence on the second floor.

However, the second floor is empty, not empty today, but since the restaurant opened, no one has gone up.

"I said boss, let's change the second floor, it's been empty for three years!"

As the second-in-command of the restaurant, the shopkeeper felt very melancholy, staring at the empty tables and chairs on the second floor with a pair of small eyes, as if he could see the silver rolling down from the upstairs by himself after staring for a while, rolling and rolling into his arms, and then ...... Give it to the hostess. In this way, he can earn more copper plates, which the proprietress promised him, saying that when the business of the restaurant is good, she will send him more silver, so that he can save enough to marry Xiaohong, the granddaughter of Grandma Sun, who sells cloth at the corner of the street.

"you big duck balls, how difficult it was for the old lady to pick you up on the road, do you know? I know that I am thinking about the second floor and the second floor, do you think that the old lady doesn't know that you want to save more money to marry your little friend? But that girl looks really well-behaved, and I like my sister too!" The proprietress glanced at the shopkeeper while counting the account books, and buried the shopkeeper's head in her chest.

"Then you can't ask for too much money! You only sell fried noodles on the second floor, you don't sell fried noodles on the first floor, and you sell a bowl of fried noodles for one or two silver, I've inquired, the happy building on the next street only sells five copper plates and a bowl, and your price can top 20... No, it's 200 bowls! Fools just went up to our second floor to eat!"

Ignoring the "annoyed and angry" shopkeeper, the proprietress still chattered: "You know a duck egg, the old lady is from... What did you learn there, there are several floors in a big place, and one floor is more expensive than the other, and you can make money by selling it on the upper floor for a day if you eat a table! Not to mention that the fried noodles are made by the old lady herself, which is much more expensive than the old chef Zhang Tou!"

"Mother, I'm easy, I'm eating, drinking, and pulling you up, raising you like a little piglet, but you turn your elbows outward, and yell at me all day long. Tell you Lin Erdan, the old lady has asked the most powerful fortune teller blind man in the world to calculate, and there will definitely be people who will eat the fried noodles made by the old lady herself! He must be the destined person of the old lady! The blind man I am most convinced in the world said this, I am sure he will not lie to me!" The proprietress put down the account book in her hand, interlocked her fingers with her hands, looked up at the void slightly, her face was sincere, and there seemed to be stars shining in her eyes.

"People with money and status are all running to the happy building, our little broken shop, hell, someone will go up to the second floor!"

The shopkeeper Lin Erdan couldn't stand the daydreaming appearance of the proprietress and rolled her eyes and ran to the back kitchen.

It was noon at this time, and the business of the restaurant was rarely good, and there were few people sitting at the table by the door in the past, but now they were all sat by three men.

"It's really unpredictable to say that this world is really unpredictable, who would have thought that a 'natural disaster' would happen in a good way!" Han Zijia sighed as he sandwiched a piece of roast meat.

"yes, it was here fifteen years ago... Not... So tender roast pork... It's also a bustling one, and if you want to have a meal at the restaurant at that time, you have to go half an hour in advance. Why? because... Not... Delicious... Not... I don't have a seat when I'm late!" said Han Ziyi as he sandwiched two pieces of roast meat.

Seeing that the only meat dish on the table was missing thirty percent, Han Zibing hurriedly took chopsticks and poured three pieces of roast meat into his rice bowl, and stuffed the rice into his mouth.

"Hmm... Be... Well... Yes..."The man didn't raise his head.

When Han Zijia saw that there were no more pieces of meat left on the plate, he panicked, but he still couldn't pull his face. Full of pity, he picked up a piece and put it in his mouth and chewed it.

"So, the disaster has passed, and we ordinary people have no problem, this person, you still have to look forward, you still have to live, don't you?"

"What my brother said is very true!" Han Ziyi took over the conversation, "And thanks to our state lord, we Qingzhou people can survive such a difficult day, and this day has a head!" After speaking, he didn't forget to put a piece of roast meat in his bowl, and pulled it to himself quietly. Oh, I immediately sandwiched another piece and ate it.

Han Zi A looked at the rice bowl that Han Zi B was protecting in his arms, glanced at the mouth that Han Zi B was chewing, and then glanced at Han Zi C... Yes, this Zhenghuan who is eating with his head buried in his head.

How many pieces of roast meat can there be on a plate? Each piece of roast meat in Fulin House is about two inches square, and it is an ordinary vegetable plate, and a dozen or so pieces are piled on one plate, which is not so stingy. You must know that even in a place like Qingyu City, which is close to 100,000 mountains and has a sufficient source of meat, this plate of roast meat is extremely affordable as long as it costs fifteen yuan.

The corners of Han Zijia's mouth twitched accidentally, thinking that he was forty and seven, since he became a teacher, he hadn't seen these two younger brothers for a long time, so he begged his mother-in-law for half a month and finally asked for fifty copper plates, and made an appointment to get together today.

Han Zijia put his eyes back on the plate, but found that there was only one piece of roast meat left, and he didn't know which good brother left it for him, so he only felt that the blood was gushing up his head, and he couldn't care about the posture of the eldest brother, so he hurriedly raised his chopsticks to the only roast meat clip on the plate.

But as the saying goes, no one can take it away if it's yours, and you can't keep it if it's not yours.

The so-called life is not as good as it should be, and this last piece of roast meat does not belong to Han Zijia after all.

I saw a tender white hand, which was ahead of Han Zijia's chopsticks, pinched the roast meat with his index finger and thumb.

Han Zijia watched the Hao wrist that he had never seen snatch the roast meat from his eyes, and suddenly felt that the roast meat was not so delicious, if that hand could be eaten, it must be much more tender and fragrant than the roast meat. Feeling his strange thoughts, Han Zijia couldn't help but shake his head, and his eyes followed the roast meat to the people.

I saw that the person who came was wearing a white brocade shirt, the cuffs and placket were embroidered with cloud patterns with bright gold thread, a pair of animal skin white boots on his feet, wearing a fox fur, and his black hair was like a waterfall, but he was tied high with a white brocade belt.

Why is it said that he is a "little" son? Just because this boy is petite, and his height is lower than that of ordinary men, his skin is like congealed fat, and his small face is no more than the size of a palm, but he is lined with big eyes like spring water, a pretty nose, and a tender red mouth, and his hair is neatly tied behind his head, revealing his tender white ears. If it weren't for this little boy wearing a man's clothes, Qingzhou would not be as open as the folk customs of Bingzhou and Xizhou, even if he is a charming beauty, he is believed in women's pretending to be men.

If this little boy is really a woman disguised as a man, then it really ...... Han Zijia tried his best to replace the little boy's facial features and appearance with the woman in his mind, and he couldn't help but be stupid. Legend has it that the governor of Qingzhou is the first beauty in Qingzhou, and if this little boy gives birth to a daughter, he may be able to compete with the lord of the state.

"Hmm... It's delicious!" The sound is like a clear spring flowing, and the hustle and bustle of the entire restaurant is paused, and it seems that the guests of the entire restaurant are looking here.

The little boy ate the roast meat he snatched one bite at a time, and he didn't forget to suck his fingers twice. The big bright eyes were crooked with a smile, and even the long eyelashes were fluttering.

Han Zijia was dumbfounded when he saw the roast meat being put into his mouth by this little boy, but he didn't feel pity, he only felt that it was most appropriate for this little boy to eat this roast meat, and this piece of meat could be regarded as "worthy of death".

"Eh, who are you, why are you robbing me... Big brother's roast meat to eat?" Han Ziyi seemed to be robbed of food, and he looked a little irritable.

Han Zibing finally raised his head, and found that the roast meat on the plate was gone, and his eyes were even redder: "He's Nainai, who's it? Big brother's roast meat has been eaten?!"

Han Zijia glanced at his two younger brothers, thinking that this is distressing meat, but not distressing me.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the three eldest brothers are invited, our family is small... Childe goes out less, does not go through personnel, and has a lot of offenses, please do more Haihan!" The voice is neither humble nor arrogant, which makes people feel good.

At this time, people seemed to notice that the little boy was followed by a little attendant, slightly shorter than the little boy, holding a vermilion oil-paper umbrella, carrying a small burden behind him, and also wearing a white brocade shirt, although not as luxurious as the little boy's, it was not something that ordinary people could afford to wear. The face is delicate and pretty, and all the diners have admired, what a pair of unparalleled little masters and servants!

"Lin Erdan, where are you dead? Didn't you see any guests coming at the door? You still don't let people do business? Get out of here!" The proprietress stood behind the counter and scolded at the back kitchen with her hands on her hips, and her hair, which was not combed much, was shocked by this action and drooped again.

"Come on!"

The shopkeeper Lin Erdan opened the curtain in the back kitchen with his head, and the wind rushed out, holding five dishes on each tray with both hands.

"Guest, your dish... These plates are yours, be careful not to spill them!"

Lin Erdan quickly served the dishes to the diners, extremely skillful, and the lively diners on the side had praise in their eyes, this little two is a good person, capable and hard-working, if it weren't for a pair of small eyes that were too buried, maybe there would be local old neighbors looking for someone to match the matchmaker.

Lin Erdan wiped his hand on the towel on his waist, put the towel on his shoulder, and leaned over to the proprietress with a shy face: "What's the matter?" The tone was extremely soothing, as if he had just done something great, but his demeanor was so dog-legged that he almost stuck out his tongue.

"I used to say that you were small-eyed and you weren't convinced, why are you still blind today? Big duck egg, don't you see two little beauties standing at the door? Let people in!" The white fingers wanted to poke into Lin Erdan's forehead.

"Eh, got it, got it, you old light!" he said, holding the crown of his hat that had almost fallen off to avoid the fatal index finger, and trotted towards the door.

"Two..."Lin Erdan was about to speak, but he didn't know what to call it, just because judging from the "small eyes" he had experienced for many years, it was clear that they were two big girls, or the kind that was more watery than Xiaohong, but the clothes were indeed men's styles. Could it be that there is really such a beautiful boy in the world? No wonder he is called a beauty by the proprietress of the boss!

"The two sons, please come in, I don't know what's wrong today, the big guys especially like to come to the restaurant for lunch, the downstairs is full of people, why don't you go upstairs and try the signature food of our restaurant?" Speaking of this, Lin Erdan's eyes overflowed with essence, obviously thinking about the opening of the second floor, he hadn't seen the fried noodles made by the proprietress herself, according to the old chef Zhang Tou, he couldn't make the taste of the proprietress . If it is really a rare delicacy in the world, then it is a sure thing for him to marry Xiaohong, although he doesn't think that fried noodles can be delicious, is it possible that he can go to heaven after eating them?

"Wow!" the little boy readily agreed, but he didn't expect this restaurant to have signature dishes for him to taste, and his eyes were full of joy.

"Ahem... I think it's better to let the two sons sit here with us, it is not appropriate for the three of us brothers to occupy a table, Ah Yi and Ah Bing, to make room for the two sons. "Han Zijia can't have a trace of hostility towards this little boy who robbed him of his roast meat, but is full of good feelings towards him.

Han Zi Yi Ayi, Han Zi Bing A Bing gave his eldest brother face, and moved in the direction of the eldest brother to give up the table seat on the side with his back to the door. The irritable demeanor just now is gone, and Ah Yi even quietly observes the pair of little master and servant, of course, he doesn't stop the chopsticks that put vegetables in the rice bowl; Ah Bing is much simpler, he continues to bury his head in eating after yelling, and even when he moves his seat, he only moves his buttocks.

Lin Erdan was so angry that he stared at Han Zijia hard.

"Thank you three big brothers for your kindness!" The little boy didn't pay much attention to it, and sat down with the little attendant.

"What are you two going to eat? The shop has everything, and the children are not bullied. Lin Erdan seemed to have lost his soul, his voice was weak, and he completely lost his enthusiasm just now.

The little boy didn't realize that he had hurt the heart of the shop's little two: "Isn't there a signature meal? ”

"You two sit here, you can't eat, order something else. "Still in a dead tone.

The little boy frowned lightly and didn't say anything, but the little attendant next to him couldn't help it: "Why are you like this? Why can't you eat?

Han Zijia is an understanding person: "The two of you misunderstood this little two." The signature dish of this Fulin Building is Jajanjangmignome, but this Jajanjangmignon Noodles will only be sold on the second floor, and compared to other restaurants, the signature meal of Jajangjangmian is a little more expensive. Seeing that the two of them were in their bags, they were travelers from other places, and they didn't know the situation of this Fulin Building, so they naturally had a misunderstanding. ”

Only then did the little follower understand: "So that's the case, thank you big brother for solving your doubts! Little second brother, please trouble this eldest brother's roast meat to serve three more copies, and compensate for my son-in-law's indecent just now." Another three dishes and one soup, meat and vegetables are not taboo, and the good ones are chosen, our son-in-law is tired and a little hungry. ”

The little boy nodded again and again, looking indescribably cute.

"What my eldest brother said is, the two sons should not go up to the second floor to eat any fried noodles, and no one has been up to the second floor since the restaurant opened, why? Because other restaurants only cost a few pennies, and their family actually costs one or two silver! But it's dark! But eating and drinking on the first floor is quite realistic. ”

"That's it, whoever goes up to the second floor is stupid, hehe, big stupid!"

This Ah Yi and Ah Bing estimated that they heard that someone was sending meat to eat, and they looked at this pair of little masters and servants full of kindness.

"The two sons are polite, their surname is Jia, and their single name contains a word, and they haven't asked the two sons to respect their names?"

"Oh, our son-in-law is still young, and it is not easy to go out to practice this time. The answer was still the little follower, but the answer was not the question. And the little boy looked at this lively eating scene with a curious face.

"Oh, oh, I see, I see. Jia Han was stunned, knowing that the other party did not intend to have a deep friendship with him. sighed that it was worthy of being a big family, and even a small attendant didn't leak a drop of water.

Ignoring the few people who were polite, Lin Erdan turned around and ran to the back kitchen to report the name of the dish.

The proprietress didn't settle the account at this time, holding her cheek with one hand and half-leaning on the counter. His gaze was unfocused in the direction of the gate.

Lin Erdan quietly probed over again, and said in frustration: "Boss, I don't have the ability, I can't pull the guests up to the second floor." ”

The proprietress didn't move, she didn't seem to want to take care of Lin Erdan, only the voice came faintly: "I didn't think they would go up to the second floor at all, and they weren't waiting on the second floor, two little girls came out to pretend to be hairy soldiers, big duck eggs..."

The movement of the old man in the back kitchen is really fast, three plates of roast meat, plus three dishes and one soup have been prepared in a short time, Lin Erdan quickly served it and returned to the proprietress again, and asked as if confirmed: "Then they are really girls? I just smelled it in front of me, and there is indeed a smell that does not belong to these stinky old men, sweet, hehe..."

The proprietress turned her head and glanced at the "stinky old man", and the corners of her mouth twitched: "What does Xiaohong smell like?"

"The hostess... Hmph, I hate it!" Lin Erdan lowered his head "shyly" and rubbed the corners of his clothes with both hands.

The proprietress shuddered, her pretty face twitched and twisted her head to the side, resisting the urge to poke him with her fingers, and put her eyes on the door again.

Lin Erdan didn't know that he had "escaped death" once, and muttered half-scoldingly: "Boss, don't always envy me, don't you say that there is the most powerful blind fortune teller in the world who has calculated for you, and you will definitely meet the person who ate your first bowl of fried noodles." Maybe someone is nearby, maybe he'll be here today, maybe he'll eat your fried sauce today... What's wrong with you?"

When I looked up inadvertently, I found that the proprietress was staring at the door with burning eyes, and she didn't know that tears were flowing to her cheeks.

Lin Erdan followed the eyes of the proprietress and saw a young man at the door, who seemed to be in a hurry because of the hurry, dressed in linen clothes and a little messy, similar in age to himself, with unkempt hair, simply tied with a rope, carrying a long strip-like object on his back, wrapped in a white cloth, and tightly pulled by the hand that rolled up his sleeves. His body seems to be stronger than himself, his face is better than his own, and his eyes seem to be bigger than his own!

"Dare to scare and cry our boss lady?!See that I don't beat that kid who cries!" I just found an excuse, and I was going to find trouble with the guy I didn't like in my heart.

"You stop for the old lady!"

The proprietress finally came to her senses, wiped the tears from her cheeks, lifted her dress and ran out of the counter.

"Boss, don't pull... I..."Lin Erdan was halfway through his words, watching the proprietress run past him, and the bewitching figure that even the coarse cloth dress couldn't hide trotted down, and only returned to normal walking when he was close to the door.

It's not normal at all, right? I've never seen the proprietress look like this? Greet guests in person? That's something that has never happened when a restaurant opened!

"This little brother, what should you eat? How about my sister making fried noodles for you herself? It's very cheap? It's only a tael of silver..."

The proprietress smiled, and the moisture in her eyes was about to overflow.

The young man on the opposite side glanced at the restaurant, his confused eyes gradually became clear, his head was slightly tilted, and a smile appeared in the corners of his eyes.

"Okay, a bowl of jajangmyeon. ”