"Okay," Lan Daofu didn't care where he went, as long as he was with Leng Xin, "what do you like to eat?

"I like to eat spicy stuff and sour stuff. "Cold heart used to be not very good in the stomach, but now there is no contraindication. The two of them came to the food stall as they spoke, "Come and come, sit inside, our bean curd is the best in the imperial city!"

"Is there a sweet bean curd?" Leng Xin didn't know what the best dessert in the imperial city was, so he decided to buy more and go back and let Xue see pick it himself.

"Yes, yes, yes, of course, honey, sugar, osmanthus, as sweet as you want!" The fat boss saw that there was a business, and he introduced it even harder, "Look at it, this is just ground out in the morning," he opened the wooden barrel for the bean curd, and a hot air came out, Lan Daofu hurriedly pulled his cold heart, "Be careful!"

Leng Xin was dragged back by him, and the fat boss laughed, "Little brother is too careful, there are a few nobles who dare to burn the country of flames!" As soon as he looked at the clothes, he knew that these two were not ordinary people, maybe they had something to do with the White Tiger Palace.

"I want a sweet bean curd, wait to get it. Leng Xin paid half of the money first, and then pulled Lan Daofu to continue walking, "Don't quarrel with them!" They had to keep a low profile when they slipped out, she just looked at Lan Daofu as if he was going to quarrel with someone's boss.

"I'm afraid you'll get burned!" Lan Daofu explained as a matter of course, "I'll take you out, and of course I'll be responsible for your safety." He took a cold hand, "There seems to be something you like to eat over there, go over and have a look?"

Leng Xin hummed and followed him forward, the place Lan Daofu saw was a noodle restaurant, and before he reached the door, he smelled the fragrance of vinegar.

"Oh, it's sour. Lan Daofu pinched his nose and asked the guy at the door, "Is there a seat inside?"

"Yes, two of you, please!" the man quickly lifted the curtain of the door, and it was really lively inside, all the three religions and nine streams were holding bowls and feasting.

"Give me a private room on the second floor, so I can see here. Lan Daofu wanted to see such a place, he looked back at Leng Xin, obviously, Leng Xin also wanted to experience the people's feelings in this kind of place, because she took the initiative to hand over the money bag.

Soon, the two were arranged in a private room facing the lobby on the second floor, Lan Daofu ordered tea, and sat on the kang table by the window with Leng Xin to observe the faces of the beings in the lobby downstairs.

"Let's go to the noodle restaurant to drink tea, isn't it?" Leng Xin said so, but the tea was still drunk.

"If you have money, why can't you come to the noodle restaurant to drink tea?" Lan Daofu didn't let the food be served because it was not yet lunch time, "Just sit here for a while, and pack it back to eat." ”

"What did you see?" Leng Xin always felt that Lan Daofu pulled him into the private room on the second floor, as if he was waiting for something.

Lan Daofu knew that even if Leng Xin couldn't read people's hearts, she was still a smart and beautiful woman, which was also what he admired, "Wait and see!"

Leng Xin was just about to continue asking, when he heard a gong and drum beating downstairs, "Ladies and gentlemen, let's tell a story about the South Island today!" There was a half-old man, whose voice was like a bell, and walked onto the stage while beating gongs and drums.