Da Chu, Yuezhou City

Yan Fang walked on the most prosperous street in the city, his white cloth shirt was spotless, his left hand was behind his back, and his right hand was holding a folding fan, on which flowers, birds, insects and beasts were painted, and he was humming a little song in his mouth while walking. If you don't look closely at what he wears, just look at his expression and demeanor, you will mistake this young man for a gentleman, but if you look closely, you will find that the cloth shirt on the young man's body is rough in texture, and the cloth towel tied to his head is also wrinkled.

The familiar smell of meat buns suddenly wafted from the street in front of him, this fragrance was not strong, but it all penetrated into Yan Fang's nostrils, and the young man's white face flushed, and he swallowed his saliva hard. muttered in his mouth: "It's not yet time, why did this Liu family's steamed buns come out so early today?" said and put away the folding fan, the soles of his feet were windy, and he passed through several intersections in a row, and arrived at the door of the Liu family's steamed bun shop, where there was already a long queue in front of the steamed bun shop, and about 20 people were already waiting.

"The Tao rushes to use it, or it does not make a profit. The abyss is like the Sect of All Things..."Taking advantage of the time of waiting, Yan Fang tried to operate the mental method that he had just learned secretly yesterday.

Yesterday, a drunken old man rushed in. I heard the old bustard say that this old man is Wu Xinggui, an elder of the Canghe faction. Leaving the sect to do business, at the invitation of a rich man to drink and have fun on the flower boat, although this Wu Xinggui can be regarded as a martial arts predecessor but also a pervert, during the banquet I heard the rich people present say that the Cuiming Building on the shore, there is a talented and beautiful Jiyue girl, just press the color heart, and so the banquet is over, then rush into the Cuiming Building, name to Jiyue girl, the old bustard is afraid of Wu Xinggui's identity and send someone to bring the old man to the Jiyue girl's room, the old man's things let Yan Fang help take it, and it is also this inadvertently Yan Fang found that this Wu Xingui brought a book of exercises with his voice, Canghe Heart Method, is the method for the disciples of Canghe Sect to practice internal strength。 This exercise can only be regarded as a second-rate exercise in the rivers and lakes, but it can be regarded as a heavy treasure for Yan Fang, a small guy who works in the Qinglou. Yan Fang pressed back the strong excitement in his heart, put down his things and left, and took advantage of the fact that the old man and Miss Jiyue were asleep in the middle of the night, stole the exercises, copied a copy overnight, and sent them back.

Yan Fang silently recited the content of the mental method that he had copied overnight yesterday, chewing repeatedly, still confused, and when he was distressed, a burst of laughter like a silver bell interrupted his thinking.

"Little Brother Yan, what are you looking at with your head down, there is gold on the ground?" Yan Fang was stunned for a moment, raised his head, and a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl with a beautiful face was smiling at him. "Little Sister Liu, I'm in Wu Dao. "The girl in front of her is the only daughter of Boss Liu, the owner of this Liujia steamed bun shop, Liu Xiaolian. and Yan Fang have known each other since childhood. "Then you go home to Wu Avenue, don't block the guests behind to buy buns. Liu Xiaolian pouted and looked at each other. Yan Fang looked at the coquettish girl in front of him and shook his head slightly, and then said with a smile: The avenue is to be understood, and the buns are also to be eaten, Liu Xiaomei, bring me three plum vegetable meat buns. "This plum vegetable is plum vegetables, Yuezhou is located in the south of the Yangtze River, every household will pickle plum vegetables, and most of the raw materials are local mustard vegetables in Yuezhou. Liu Xiaomei's plum vegetable meat bun is also a must in this Yuezhou City, and many foreign traders will come to taste Liu Xiaomei's steamed bun when they come to Yuezhou to do business.

Yan Fang took a bag of hot buns handed by Liu Xiaomei, just raised his feet to leave, but faintly felt that something was wrong, looked carefully at the buns in his hand, six fragrant big buns, with a hint of red under the white skin, yes, six, hey, no, six? Yan Fang stopped walking, turned his head and looked at Liu Xiaomei suspiciously, the girl seemed to have expected it, a pair of big eyes smiled like a crescent moon, and the long eyelashes were still hung with morning dew, and said with a smile: The three more buns are filial piety to Zhao's father, go back quickly, the buns will not taste good if they are cold. Yan Fang was slightly stunned, a trace of gratitude flashed in his eyes, and said, "Thank you, Xiao Nizi, bring two catties of beef to pull the dead old man and Daddy Liu to drink another day." After saying that, she turned around and left, Liu Xiaomei looked at the young man's figure that was gradually moving away, and a trace of blush flashed on her white face.

Yan Fang walked down the street carrying a bag of buns, the pretty figure of Liu Xiaomei flashed in his mind, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "This little girl has helped me and the old man a lot in recent years, and Daddy Liu, the dead old man owed gambling debts last year, if Daddy Liu hadn't arrived in time to pay off the debt, I'm afraid the dead old man's right hand would not be able to be saved." Just thinking about it, he suddenly seemed to have received a heavy blow on his shoulder, and with the instability of the lower plate, Yan Fang almost sat on the ground with his butt, but fortunately stabilized his body in the end. When I looked up, it was a black man like an iron tower,

With a beard on his face, he is wearing a delicate purple dress, the material should be the silk of Wu Real Estate, and there is a crane with wings embroidered on his chest. Yan Fang was thinking about his mind just now, he didn't look at the road, and accidentally bumped into the strange-looking black man, but fortunately, the big black man didn't care, and left a sentence: "Boy, walk with longer eyes." He walked away, his steps were hurried, as if there was something urgent, and he didn't care about talking to Yan Fang.

Yan Fang looked back at the big black man who was in a hurry, shook his head helplessly, and saw that the buns in his hand were still there, so he no longer paid attention to this unexpected episode, raised his feet and prepared to leave. But at this moment, a touch of purple suddenly flashed in his mind, and he hurriedly looked back at the big black man who had not gone far, to be precise, carefully looked at his ill-fitting purple clothes, and the clothes on Wu Xinggui, who was thin like an old white crab yesterday, were the same style, this big man should also be a member of the Canghe faction, and he may still be Wu Xinggui's apprentice. "This big man seems to have something on his mind, could it be that this crane sent something to do?" Yan Fang shook his head and ignored the unexpected episode. Pick up a bun, bite down, the strange fragrance of the mixture of plum vegetables and meat instantly filled the air, the boy swallowed the remaining half of the bun in one bite, his mouth kept chirping, unfinished, paused slightly, and then solved the two buns with three times and five divided by two, paused slightly.... Looking at the three buns left in the bag... He breathed a sigh of relief and said: Forget it, these three buns are Xiao Nizi's filial piety to the old man

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After passing through the North Street, and turning two more corners to the east, you will see the Moon Lake, which is located in the center of Yuecheng City, and the area around the Moon Lake is the most prosperous place in the whole Yuezhou City. Every night, the shore of Moon Lake is brightly lit and lively, and the boat boats on the lake are drifting with the waves, most of these boats are chartered by wealthy businessmen or dignitaries, and they feast guests on the boat, drink and chant poetry and have fun. Last night, Wu Xinggui was invited by the rich to drink and have fun on this moon lake. And the lakeside is even more lively, and the green buildings are open to welcome guests.... Cuiming Building, where Yan Fang has stayed for fifteen years, is one of the best, and the brothel on the shore of Moon Lake is enough to rank in the top three.

It is already Chen Shi, most of the guests have dispersed, and the few who have not left are still dealing with Zhou Gong. Yan Fang pushed open the door, and there was only one person in the hall - Old Man Zhao who was sitting on the bench sharpening his knife.

Yes, sharpen the knife, but it is not a peerless knife, it is a kitchen knife embroidered with a little vegetable leaf hanging on it, the old man Zhao is the chef of Mingcui Building, and Yan Fang has been following the old man since he was sensible, helping in the back kitchen of Cui Ming Building, and sometimes doing some other chores.

"Old man, I'm back, I'll give you a few buns, and Liu Xiaomei asked me to bring them to you. Yan Fang leaned against the door frame and said lazily.

The sound of sharpening the knife suddenly disappeared, but Old Man Zhao didn't raise his head. "I know, the buns are on the table, I will eat them after sharpening the knife, just now there was a bag of taro in the kitchen, you go and sell all the skins."

After saying that, the sound of sharpening the knife sounded again.

Ho Ho Ho ........