The weasel's fur is indeed warm, and he is usually fine when rolling in the snow, but he is now in human form...... No, the second sister seemed to be scolding him? Huang Da glared at her: "You're not cold? You're not cold, and you still have to wrap zongzi?"

"What do you know about beauty?" Huang Er was wearing a mink fur coat, with a small waist faintly lining under the slippery fur, "Do you see that the hostess is afraid of the cold, the one she wears at night is the one that looks good." "It's a pity that Chitose-sama can only show up at night, and no matter how beautiful she looks, it's a brocade nocturnal walk.

However, it's enough for the little master to see it, right? Huang Er stroked his chin, remembering that Yan Sanlang couldn't be called "small" anymore, and it seemed that he would have to be called the male master in the future.

Chitose adults are naturally not afraid of the cold, but the fiery red jacket he wore last night was not thin. Huang Da couldn't talk about it this time, and muttered: "When can I eat?"

"It's coming. Huang Er lifted the curtain and pointed not far away, "Did you see that cliff?" just now the coachman said that you will arrive at Sanjiao Town after walking forward for another hour. ”

"Another hour!" the two shapeless little weasels beside Huang Da also squeaked.

"Don't make any noise!" Huang Er glared at them, "It's not noon yet!" A group of foodies!

The caravan continued on its way.

An hour later.

As soon as the carriage stopped, Huang Da couldn't wait to jump out of the car. After sitting for a few hours, his back mound will be numb.

Then he saw the passengers of the caravan getting off one after another, including the master Yan Saburo.

The bookcase on the boy's back has been replaced, and the lining has been replaced with a soft, warm and breathable snow cashmere cushion. The white cat leaned inside, and as long as it buried its head, it looked empty.

Of course, there are two ventilation holes reserved under the box to prevent the cat from being stuffy.

Father Huang hurriedly went to the largest restaurant in the town, "Yihezhuang", to reserve a seat.

The end of the year is approaching, but there are more passengers on the way. Everyone has to rush home for the New Year, and the road is very busy.

Especially now that it's lunchtime.

Huang He paid a high price to remove two guests and make up enough for four seats.

Yan Saburo walked to Yihezhuang and looked around on the way. This town is nothing special compared to the other human settlements you pass along the way. Outside the town, large fields were covered in frozen snow, and the houses in the town were low, one after the other, and the roofs were covered with thick snow.

Similarly, there are hotels, restaurants, and wine shops here, and Yan Saburo even saw a gambling house full of people.

Obviously, everyone is bored with a long car ride, and they are willing to go in and gamble two to relieve boredom.

As soon as the four of them were seated, lunch came up.

This is not a restaurant in the big city, and there are so many delicacies for customers to choose from. There are only two things that can be ordered here: lo noodles and large flower rolls.

The marinade has long been bubbling in the pot, and the brown is golden. As long as the guests are seated, a bowl of white noodles and a spoonful of steaming braised rice are poured into the table.

There are no elaborate things such as ham and shredded chicken in the mountains, and there are only potatoes and cabbage in the lo mein. If you are willing to add a few pennies, you can also get a few pieces of freshly dug fresh bamboo shoots in winter, or shredded bacon - such as these bowls on Yan Saburo's table for four people.

After living in Chunming City for a long time, under the influence of the Chitose Adult, several weasels have long been accustomed to being tired of sperm, and have almost forgotten the days when they used to drink blood.

Pour a little black and red spicy rice on the noodles, and there is a snoring sound all around.

Although the food is unsightly, people who come out of the ice and snow lack such a bite. The hot soup and noodles are eaten together, and the internal organs that are almost frozen into ice can be relieved, and the cool air in the bone marrow escapes out.

That feeling, not to mention how comfortable it is.

Huang Da put down the bowl and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of "ah".

"One more bowl!"

Yan Saburo was thoughtful and ate slowly. They had already arrived at Sanjiao Town, which Lian Rongsheng mentioned, and wanted to find out where the three-eyed monster was going to start.

At this moment, a group of officers and soldiers walked in from outside, covered in wind and dust, and the number was about forty or fifty. One of them said loudly: "Leave after eating, the official family will run an errand!"

They were clothed in leather armor, and at a glance they knew that they were David's army. The people who are sharp here are all merchants, and no one wants to offend them, so many people wiped their mouths and stood up one after another, checked out and left.

The restaurant was originally not large, and only twelve or three square tables could be placed, which still could not accommodate so many officers and soldiers. A few burly soldiers swept their eyes and saw that Yan Saburo's table was still sitting in an old look, so they came over and said, "You haven't finished eating yet?"

"Not yet. Yan Saburo grabbed a flower roll in his hand, and said slowly, "Master Jun, wait a minute." ”

These people were about to speak, when a series of footsteps sounded, and then someone said loudly: "Yan Shichu?"

The voice was a little surprised.

Yan Saburo turned around and saw a big man striding towards him.

It's a familiar face.

Stone from the wing.

"It's really you!" he said, with a look of surprise on his face.

This guy is Han Zhao's old subordinate, who followed him to the southern and northern wars and experienced the battle of Chixuan Mountain, and is a veritable henchman. Later, Xiao Mi successfully ascended the throne, Han Zhao was also named the protector of the country, Shi Congyi followed the rising tide, and now he is already a "mighty marquis".

"Lord Shihou. Yan Saburo smiled slightly, "Come, I'll give you a seat." Just now he heard Shi Congyi talking outside.

Shi Congyi glared at several guards standing on the side: "What are you doing standing here? Get out of here!"

The soldiers also knew that they had kicked the iron plate, shrunk their necks and said "yes", and ran away with a puff of smoke.

Shi Congyi looked at the desktop, and Huang Erzhiji pushed his brother: "Move a seat and come out!"

She and the little master were both on the narrow and thin side, and it was more than enough to squeeze out one more person's seat.

However, Shi Congyi sat down next to Yan Saburo, and the table was immediately full.

"What do you eat to grow so fast?" he gestured to his chest, "The last time I saw you, you were so tall! ”

What should a man look like? Is the cat moving its ears with its eyes closed, like this reckless man?

"What wind brought you here?" he asked Yan Saburo.

The boy took a bite of lo mein: "Looking for something." ”

"Looking for something again?" Shi Congyi glared, not forgetting that he and He Xiaoyuan were running around at the beginning, almost turning Weiguo upside down, and the reason was also "looking for something". "How many things do you have to find?"

Speaking of this, his eyes rolled: "By the way, I heard that you are rich all over the world now?"