It's a good thing that the young master wants to study hard, but it's not a good thing to pinch the young master by himself. When these words are said, if someone thinks crookedly, maybe they have to say that the young master abused himself.

Of course, Yao Erlang couldn't say it, so he just left after a few words.

What Yao Erlang sent to Qin Xiangxiang was not noodle soup, but rice cooked by Counselor Zhu, plus a spoonful of eggplant, chicken and seasonal vegetables. According to Yao Erlang's explanation, Counselor Zhu was originally a southerner, and he always loved to eat rice, which was not easy to eat in Yanzhou. However, usually Counselor Zhu's enthusiasm for cooking is only a lunch, and everyone buys whatever they like to eat in breakfast and dinner.

Qin Xiangxiang was indeed not a picky eater, and ate the food delivered cleanly.

After eating enough, he paced in the small courtyard, ate for two quarters of an hour, and then lay down to sleep.

Such a good life that is a bit like a rice worm, for more than ten years, she has finally lived.

Comfort is comfort, but it is a little boring. After all, it's a long day, and it's a bit sad that there are no pastimes to do. It's no wonder that those gentlemen of the family don't come home all day long.

Probably she is a little lady, and Mu Ting is embarrassed to visit her again. Yao Erlang didn't come to collect the dishes and chopsticks, and looked out from the hanging flower door across the courtyard, and no one walked in the courtyard.

It's probably all a lunch break.

Qin thought so.

But at this moment, Mu Ting is walking around the "yard" with Chen Ze.

Qin Xiangxiang guessed correctly, the place where they lived at the moment was hidden in the mixed "courtyard" behind the alley. These courtyards are one after the other, continuous, and the population density is very high. The "yards" behind some alleys are self-contained, much more lively than the depressed alleys of waterwheel alleys. There are many things that can be bought without having to go out of the alley. Of course, there are all kinds of restaurants and food stalls that are smaller than foot shops, and they are located in the "courtyard".

Mu Ting changed his clothes again, this time wearing a gray short brown and a tattered hat. The boots were replaced by straw sandals, revealing a toe. He also carried a heavy burden on his body, and his back was slightly rickety, following behind Chen Ze.

Chen Ze was wearing a cyan robe, a black hat, and black boots stained with many mud spots, and walked silently in front of Mu Ting.

Today, they play the role of traders and slaves who travel from north to south.

Not far from them, there is a small eatery selling noodle soup.

This is the third small eatery they have come across, selling noodle soup.

Chen Ze walked to the small restaurant and hesitantly glanced at the somewhat dirty tables and stools inside. The environment inside these restaurants looks worse than the other. He only glanced twice, and the chubby lady of the proprietor had already walked out with a smile on her face.

"Two distinguished guests, please! In our store, we use the best and freshest pork bone soup base, and the guests want to come after eating. ”

She had a finger-thick powder on her face, and she spilled a little silently as she spoke.

Mu Ting was amazed.

Chen Ze said with a straight face: "I have a strong taste, but I want to add more coriander and chopped green onions." By the way, if you have Sichuan pepper, please add some as well. ”

The lady of the proprietor laughed: "Just sit down, the concubine will keep this coriander and green onion, it's enough!" You two want two bowls......"

Chen Ze shook his head and stretched out a finger: "Just one bowl." I'm not hungry, he's not hungry. ”

Mu Ting still bent his back slightly, his hat slanted, covering most of his face, so that people couldn't see whether he was dissatisfied with his harsh master.

"Hehe, the guest officer's subordinates are really money-saving. Lao Zhang, a bowl of noodle soup! The proprietor turned her head and shouted inside.

She didn't say more coriander and chopped green onions, let alone Sichuan pepper.

The noodle soup was made quickly, Chen Zecai sat down, dusted off the mud ideas stained on his trouser legs, and the lady of the proprietor brought the noodles: "Guest officer, please use noodles!" ”

Chen Ze stared at the noodle soup in front of him, and the black-looking soup was dotted with small pinches of coriander and green onions, almost negligible.

"Lady of the proprietor, this ......"

"Oh, guest officer, at first glance, you are a merchant who travels from south to north. I must know that this midwinter has only passed, and coriander and green onion are very expensive! Our family is already very generous! There is also the Sichuan pepper, which comes from Shuzhong, thousands of miles away, and it is even more ridiculously expensive! The concubine is willing to bet, except for Fan Lou and Tianxiang Lou, the shops next to it don't dare to prepare much! ”

Chen Ze wanted to say something, but when he saw the lady of the owner looking at him with burning eyes, there was a great possibility that if he provoked again, he would do something that he would regret.

He swallowed this breath after all: "The lady of the proprietor has a point. ”

The moment he lowered his head to eat noodles, he seemed to see Mu Ting's shoulders shaking suspiciously with his back to him.

This was the third noodle shop they had entered, and it was also the first bowl of noodles he had eaten.

The first two bowls were eaten by Mu Ting.

No noodle shop is willing to add more coriander and chopped green onions, let alone Sichuan peppers. Although Dasheng Jingshi is the richest place in the world, whether it is a wealthy family or in the lives of the people at the bottom, spices are extremely expensive.

Chen Ze wanted to rely on Qin Xiangxiang's special noodle soup, and it was a little difficult to find out the contact location and informant between her and Nangong Wenyue.

And it looks stupid.

The noodle soup was so unpalatable that the lady of the proprietor neatly collected twenty yuan, and smiled so much that she couldn't see her teeth: "The guest officer will come again next time." ”

"Does it have to be this way?" After leaving the noodle shop, Mu Ting asked Chen Ze.

Chen Ze said: "Young master, know yourself and know your opponent, and win all battles." ”

Mu Ting said: "I can save what Uncle Chen said, but if you test it in this way, I'm afraid your body can't stand it." "He is young and has a big appetite, and he can eat seven or eight bowls of noodles a day. There are more than a dozen noodle shops near the "courtyard", and he can visit Yao Erlang in one day.

But Uncle Chen said that Yao Erlang was even more stupid, and it was better for him to go out in person.

Chen Ze looked away absentmindedly: "Don't say anything else, it's good to walk around the neighborhood more." ”

He suddenly asked Mu Ting: "How do the two families that the young master eats taste like?" ”

"Okay." Mu Ting said. He doesn't pick a lot of food.

"Then let Erlang come here and buy it." Chen Ze decided on the dinner that Qin wanted to think about. Qin Guanlan's daughter naturally has to suffer a little. He couldn't see that the young master was so good to Mrs. Qin. When the young master was in Yanzhou, he clearly said that he was going to beat Qin Gou and Li Gou out of anger, how did he come to Jingshi, and he still had a good relationship with Qin Gou's daughter?

Qin Gou's daughter, like Qin Gou, is a demon who is good at demagogy.

Mu Ting tugged at the corners of his mouth, and decided to secretly ask Yao Erlang to buy some chicken soup or something to make up for Mrs. Qin. Last time in Tianxianglou, he also said that Mrs. Qin had gained weight. However, last night, when I carried her, there was almost no weight. Qin Guanlan is her father, how can he treat her so poorly? Qin Wanwan was younger than her, and she looked much taller and stronger than her.

Qin Wanwan didn't expect that the figure she had always been proud of would only end up with the word "strong" in Mu Ting's eyes.

However, although there are many chaotic restaurants near the "courtyard", they are not very reliable, otherwise, he still went to Fanlou in person and asked Fanlou to make something delicious and beneficial......

Just as he was thinking, two people in green shirts walked by in the narrow alleyway in front of him, as if they were drunk, and they were walking with their shoulders hooked and staggering.

Mu Ting took two steps and whispered to Chen Ze: "Uncle Chen, the two people in front, the one on the left is Zhou Linguang." ”

Chen Ze raised his eyes and saw the man on the right turned sideways, revealing a piece of jade tied to his belt.

(End of chapter)