Chapter 171: Wonton Incense

The two people walking in front suddenly forgot that there was another person following behind.

"Oh, I forgot, Jiang Sizheng is still there." Shen Li looked back with a smile, "I am very close to this Lord Xiao Huo, he is very interested in the division of Xinfang City, and the lower officials have decided to give Lord Xiao Huo a copy for free after the topographic map is completed." ”

Jiang Xie rolled his eyes and called Huo Yijun to go angrily.

After leaving the household department, Huo Yijun felt that Jiang Xie's mood was not quite right.

"My lord, what's going on? Is it that Xia Guan and Shen Li talk too much, if you are angry? ”

"No, the weather is just unhappy."

Huo Yijun looked up at the sky, the weather was indeed gloomy, with dark clouds, I am afraid that it was going to snow.

"Do adults like snow?"

"I don't like it."

Jiang Xie didn't even want to answer directly, who likes gloomy weather? Moreover, when he heard that the Shen family had destroyed the door, it was snowing the day he rushed back.

Since then, he has been particularly impressed by the snowy days.

The wind rose on the ground, and there were many snowflakes.

The vendors on the road closed their stalls, and the wonton stalls on the street were still wafting with aroma.

Huo Yijun was a little cold, his hands unconsciously hugged his arms, and he regretted that he didn't wear more clothes from the inn.

Jiang Xie walked in front and suddenly stopped, Huo Yijun accidentally bumped into his waist, and took a step back with his head in pain.

"Why did it stop all of a sudden?"

Jiang Xie turned around, untied his black coat, draped it on her body, and tied her rudely: "When you go out, remember to wear more, wear so little, if it is ........."

Huo Yijun looked at him blankly: "Is the adult concerned about me?" ”

"If Lord Huo is sick, what will Lord Ben do if he investigates the case in the future?" Jiang Xie turned his head to hide his complicated heart, trying to pretend to be calm.

Huo Yijun lowered his head and pulled the big one, and gently sniffed the fragrance of Chinese medicine on the big one.

Jiang Xie glanced at her secretly, and the moment she looked up, he blocked the air with his hand, looking at Huo Yijun who was half covered with his face in the illusion of perspective.

These eyebrows and eyes ...... Like that woman......

Don't......

Huo Yijun looked at Jiang Xie's hand raised in mid-air, a little confused.

"Master Jiang, what are you doing? What happened to the hands? ”

Huo Yijun frowned, and suddenly remembered the injury he had suffered for her: "Are your hands and the wounds on your stomach all healed?" ”

Jiang Xie patted his stomach and proved to her: "It's completely fine, otherwise you can't kick down a horse." ”

"Lord Jiang is amazing..."Huo Yijun gave a thumbs up.

The snowflakes are flying, always falling to the ground and melting, but today it is very cold, and those snowflakes fall to the ground and leave layer after layer, and walking on it makes a creaking footsteps.

"I'm hungry, I'll treat you to a bowl of ravioli."

Jiang Xie pointed to the wonton stall that had not yet returned home with the hilt of the sword in his hand, the hot air was permeating, and the tempting fragrance of wontons drifted through the wind and snow.

Huo Yijun smelled the aroma, and her stomach gurgled.

"Let's go."

The old man at the wonton stall was sixty or seventy years old, with a smiling face, and he greeted them with kindness, and he wiped his hands with a white rag with some excitement.

"It's rare to have two sons come over on such a snowy day to cheer and come to the stove to make it hot."

"Grandpa, two bowls of wontons."

"Great!"

Huo Yijun sat there and looked at the old man who was making wontons: "Do you know him?" ”

"Acquaintance, it should have been three or four years, after I returned to Yingdu that year to set up the Qingzheng Division, I like the wontons that come here to eat when I am hungry, and the wontons made by my grandfather are very delicious, which is hard to forget."

"I didn't expect that Jiang Sizheng, a person of such honorable status, would also come to eat roadside stalls."

"Master Huo has had no worries about food and clothing since he was a child, and the noble son of Jingzhong, aren't you the same?"

The two looked at each other and smiled, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Here comes the ravioli!"

The old man brought two bowls of steaming wontons and placed them in front of them.

"The wontons should be eaten while they are hot, so let's taste them."

"Thank you, Grandpa."

Jiang Xie ate a lot of food, probably really hungry.

Huo Yijun was waiting for Tang Liang, wondering if the snow would affect her plans.

After a while, Jiang Xie finished eating a bowl, and the old man cooked him two more bowls, three bowls, and four bowls......

Huo Yijun was stunned.

"Your Excellency...... You haven't eaten in a few days? ”

After Jiang Xie drank the ninth bowl of wontons, he hiccuped and said with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, in fact, I've always had a lot of food, but it's just because of you...... So in Kiyoshoji I'm all symbolic, eating one bowl, two bowls. ”

"They all know, when the food is cleaned up, I will go to the back kitchen and continue eating, and I will probably be able to eat a pot of rice......

Huo Yijun called a good guy.

Is this a starving ghost?

This ordinary family must be eaten poor by him, but fortunately he was born in the royal family, otherwise he would not have enough to eat.

"Uh...... Did it scare you? ”

"No, I just think it's a blessing to be able to eat..."It's just too troublesome grandpa, you just let him cook you a pot of one hundred and eighty wontons directly next time, why bother grandpa all the time, bowl after bowl."

"What a good idea!"

Huo Yijun was helpless, why did he become stupid when he ate it?