As he spoke, he gulped down the charred lamb skewers and took a sip of soju. One word - cool!

Song Jiumao said: "Don't worry, it's going to be winter soon, there's nothing going on in Zhuangzi, my father and uncle will come back to the top." Soon after, winter break will be over, and we'll be back to help again! ”

The children of the Song family, except for Sanmao, who has some talent in reading, the rest, the family did not expect them to take the road of the imperial examination, and reading is just to know a few words. There are Song Laosi and Da Mao Ermao at home who take the road of military generals in the army, and other martial arts training is just to strengthen the body and rely on it in troubled times.

Therefore, Simao and Wumao have been working as a running hall in the Malatang shop, and when they get home at night, they will follow the fifth uncle and the third brother to read and write. They are more interested in arithmetic because they can use it for their family business!

The following small ones, although they were sent to the school to study, the family didn't expect them to be able to read a famous hall. The requirements for them are not high, they are just literate and reasonable. Therefore, they poured their own business after school to earn some pocket money, and their families also supported them.

Song Liumao wiped a handful of sweat with a cloth towel on his shoulder, dipped his bristles in mutton fat with a bristle brush, and brushed it on the mutton skewers. The oil dripped on the charcoal fire, and a high flame rose high, and the light of the fire reflected on his focused face......

The carriage of the Lu family slowly drove through the streets. A fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl quietly lifted the curtains, looked at the hot barbecue grill on the side of the road, and said to her personal little maid:

"What's for sale over there? You go and see, if it's clean, buy some and go back to my little sister to taste it. The guy had been thinking about roasted sweet potatoes for a long time, and he didn't meet them on several trips. I've been not very happy these days! ”

The little maid agreed, got out of the carriage, and came to the barbecue stall. She glanced curiously at the stall owner, but she was about ten years old, and she stretched out her head to look into the shop again, and when she saw that it was all children, she couldn't help asking, "What about your adults?" Why are all the children working in the shop? ”

Song Liumao glanced up at her, and continued to work on herself, but said, "This shop is temporarily in charge of our brother." Girl, do you want to eat skewers? There are types of barbecue hanging on the wall of the store, and if you want to eat, go to my eighth brother to order it. ”

The little maid was a little uneasy, she entered the shop, looked at the guests who were feasting, looked for an old man with a charitable face, and asked softly: "Uncle, how does the food sold in this shop taste?" ”

Before the old man could speak, a man next to him who was making strings rushed to say: "If you look at the business of this shop, you will know that it must taste good." Or how about attracting so many guests? Little girl, if you don't believe it, you can order a few skewers first.

If you're too embarrassed to eat at the store, you can use the cake rolls and take them home to taste slowly! Hachi, you see that I have said so many good things for you, do you want to give some side dishes or something? ”

The little maid felt a little unreliable, thought about it, and ordered a piece of cake, rolled five skewers of mutton, and let the girl taste it first, and then make plans.

It didn't take long for the lamb skewers she asked for to be grilled. Standing next to the barbecue grill, a stream of strong fragrance came to her face, and the little girl didn't know how many times she quietly swallowed her saliva! Regardless of the taste of this skewer, the aroma is rich and attractive! No wonder it attracts so many guests!

The little maid carefully held the rolled mutton skewers, climbed into the carriage again, and handed it to her girl: "Girl, the slave doesn't know if the taste of this skewer is suitable for you and the fifth girl, so I ordered a little first, can you taste it first?" ”

Lu Yunyun opened the oiled paper bag, revealing a thin roll inside. She covered her mouth with a handkerchief, tried to take a small bite, and chewed slowly. The charred barbecue has a rich aroma, the taste is very fresh, and there is no trace of mutton fishy, but it is delicious and abnormal.

Unconsciously, a mutton skewer burrito was in the stomach, Lu Yunyun wiped her lips with a handkerchief, nodded at the little girl, and said, "The taste is fresh and interesting, you go buy more and come back, and give a copy to your mother and younger brothers." ”

The skewers are grilled, and even though they are wrapped in oiled paper, they will soon cool down. Lu Yunyun asked the guards who followed her out to send the kebabs back and continue shopping by herself.

When she came out of Beijing, her grandfather told her to keep everything simple, and she and her sister left many clothes in the capital, and only brought out their valuables. She wanted to go to the ready-to-wear store and see if there was anything to look at.

The aesthetics of the northern girls are not on the same line as those who came from the capital. In her opinion, although the dress of the northern girl was more convenient, she was not used to wearing it.

After coming out of the ready-to-wear shop, she planned to go to the cloth village not far next door, buy some fabrics and go back to make them herself. Who would have thought that not long after she went out, she was robbed of the purse around her waist.

Lu Yunyun exclaimed in surprise and looked back, only to find that the thief hadn't run a few steps, and was blocked by a handsome boy who looked like a scholar.

Song Qingmo frowned, and said to the thief: "Robbing property on the street, more than twenty taels, beating thirty boards, and hard labor for two years." Hand over your purse and let you go! ”

The one who grabbed the money was a roe deer-headed man, although he was not tall, but he looked much stronger than the weak scholar opposite.

The thief snorted coldly and said, "I advise you not to meddle in your affairs, otherwise, don't blame Lao Tzu for being polite!" With your small body, it's not enough for Lao Tzu to poke with a finger! ”

Song Qingmo has been dragged by his nephews to learn martial arts from Brother Zhao for the past year, although his talent is average, his body is much stronger. At least not as weak as he seems.

Song Qingmo didn't talk nonsense with him, stepped forward and grabbed the thief's hand holding the purse. How could the man give in easily, picked up his big fist, and slammed it down on the scholar's head. When the pedestrians on the street saw this, they all exclaimed-if this was beaten by the thief, this scholar would fall to the ground at best, or fall into a coma at worst!

Lu Yunyun clenched the handkerchief in her hand and shouted anxiously at the scholar: "Let him go and let him go!" Small...... Be careful!! ”

Although Song Qingmo said that he was ordinary in reaching out, he was more flexible than ordinary people, and he tilted his head slightly, easily dodging the punch. Then, with the greatest strength of his own, he slammed down on a certain acupuncture point on the thief's fist-clenched arm. Suddenly, the thief screamed, his arm drooped, and he couldn't exert half of his strength.

When the thief saw this, he knew that he had lost his eyes, and this scholar actually had a few brushes. He struggled hard, wanting to move in thirty-six ways. However, how could Song Qingmo let him go, grabbed his wrist hand, twisted it hard, and twisted his arm behind him. The thief struggled a few more times, but was stunned and did not break free.