After the beginning of winter, the plants and trees will always be dyed with a layer of hoarfrost after the night.

There was a middle-aged man with medium to fat material who stood in front of the small courtyard of Luoyuxuan where Yao Jingcheng lived for a night, and he was also dyed with a layer of hoarfrost, trembling, like a goose with a dull head.

The sky was bright, and the streets were gradually coming and going, and more and more people recognized this middle-aged man's part, and couldn't help but be stunned.

In the small courtyard of Luoyuxuan, Yao Jingcheng and several people got up one after another, gathered in the main hall, and prepared to go out for a meal.

It's really that Luo Yuxuan's food is too unsuitable for Yao Junzhi's appetite, Yao Junzhi was able to endure it because of the night last night, but this morning is the limit of her patience.

Because Ning Junxi was waiting for Sisi to wake up, when the two of them arrived in the main hall, everyone had already arrived, and when they saw the two coming side by side, Yao Jingcheng and Li Chan looked at Ning Junxi's gaze with some meaning.

Wang Yan also deliberately pulled the silk over and muttered for a while, and finally realized that it was a big oolong, and her face was a little strange.

After a harmless joke, a few people quickly went out, and when they went out, they saw a middle-aged man who had been guarding the door all night.

Several people have their own eyeliner, so naturally it is not surprising, but Yao Jingcheng said when he was beside the person, tomorrow is a good weather, suitable for riding.

After a few people got into the crowd, Rossi, who was standing straight, staggered half a step, wiped his face, and limped back to Luofu step by step.

Although Liaoyang City is more orderly, the morning market is no different from other places, and it is still noisy.

Early risers gather on the long street with a long stream of people, greetings, shouting, and bargaining, intertwining the coolness of the early morning with the fireworks of the world.

Yao Jingcheng was crowded in the crowd, a little out of place, attracting a lot of curious or ill-intentioned eyes along the way, and finally entered a three-story small building called 'Morning Qi'.

The name of the small building of 'Morning Qi' is not unknown in the Yuanzhen Dynasty, and it belongs to the same owner as the Linhai Merchant Pavilion, and it has subordination in all parts of the Yuanzhen Dynasty.

After entering the small building, a cold guy in black clothes came out of the corner and led a group of people to the third floor.

The third floor was empty, and it was obviously the heroic work of the chartered venue, which made Ning Junxi secretly smack his tongue for a while.

Yao Junzhi and Yao Jingcheng brothers and sisters, Pei's sisters and brothers and Qin Ghost Hand sat at a table by the window, Ning Junxi and the four of them sat in another window position, and the others sat farther away.

Facing the long street outside the window, you can see a simple noodle stall, which is run by a lame old man.

The old man moved to Liaoyang City more than ten years ago, and when he moved here, he was lame, had no children and no daughters, and now he is also a lonely person, and the neighbors and villagers call him lame.

The cripple is a bit weird, because the noodles on his stall are always more than a penny higher than those of other stalls, so even if the location is good, business is not prosperous.

Of course, if he didn't have some confidence, he wouldn't have been able to open a noodle stall for more than ten years.

The noodles of the lame are sufficient, and the noodles are strong, that is, they are real, so the return rate is very high.

Naturally, there are suggestions in the neighborhood and township, so that the lame noodles can be put less, and the price can be reduced, and the price cannot be maverick, the old man just grinned at the time, but there was no movement after that.

The three aunts and six women in the neighborhood often talk about this matter, but don't be brainless, or just like this lame man, he deserves to be an old bachelor for the rest of his life.

Small business, it is inevitable that there will be a few people looking for trouble, there are not many ruffians and hooligans in Liaoyang City, but there are a lot of military ruffians, and they will deliberately look for this old man's stubble every once in a while, but it is not too hot.

The old man has a good temper, and he eats it when he eats it, just as he is ruined and avoids disasters.

At this time, two burly men dressed as sergeants came to the lame noodle stall, and they sat in the most conspicuous position when they entered the noodle stall, "Old lame, come with two bowls of ramen, plus La." ”

After speaking, the two of them no longer paid attention to the old man and talked to themselves.

The old man did not speak, but kneading the noodles neatly, and the movements were skillful and smooth, which was undoubtedly a pleasure for the viewers.

When the old man put the noodles in the pot, it happened that the noodles in front of him were cooked and sent to the table in a bowl, all in one go.

The two burly men didn't have such patience, and when they saw the old man passing by, one man grabbed the old man's arm and said dissatisfiedly, "Cripple, you are grinding and chirping here, what about the noodles?

The old man bowed his head and bowed his waist, just apologized, and did not refute at all, the man really had no excuse to be angry, so he gave up.

The old man served the two burly men, and was picked by the two of them in the eggs, and when he was at a loss, a clear voice sounded, "Shopkeeper, a bowl of clear water noodles." ”

The old man turned his head and saw a young man in a brocade dress, his temples flying obliquely, and a pair of peach blossom eyes were even more handsome.

The two burly men glanced at the very handsome young man, and although they were surprised, they didn't care.

One turned his head and continued to laugh, "Cripple, I don't look at you here, do you hate my brothers for not giving you money last time?"

The other laughed equally ill-willedly, "If you want to face the money, you won't embarrass us two brothers, right?" But if you old boy holds a grudge against us two brothers, that's a different matter, and you may come up with some kind of moth." ”

"I heard that you are from the north?" The man in front patted the old man on the shoulder and quipped, "Which north, but the north side protected by the Lishu army, why did you come here?

The old man's lips trembled, and he didn't say a word.

"A bowl of noodles!" the young man's voice sounded again, accentuated with some emphasis, with a strong tone that people did not dare to disobey.

"It's coming!" the old man hurriedly answered, and when he saw the two people laughing, he was hesitant and hesitant in his heart, and turned to greet the young man.

The two of them didn't get an inch in again, bowed their heads and ate noodles.

The old man quickly sent the noodles down, and the young man didn't look like a difficult person to speak, so he lowered his head and ate a large mouthful of noodles, and asked with a smile, "Look at the old man's craftsmanship, he has been open for more than ten years, but it is more fragrant than what I make at home." ”

"It's just a stall, it's not a store. The old man waved his hand, "It's still busy, and the guest officer eats first." ”

The boy waved his hand and said, "Okay, you're busy." ”

When the old man looked up again, the young man was gone, and there was five cents on the table, which was the price of a bowl of noodle soup from an ordinary stall.

The old man took the five cents in his hand, looked around, and did not find the young man, but felt that his hands were empty.

One of the two burly men from the army shook the five cents in his hand and sneered, "It looks like a decent person, but it turns out to be an iron rooster." ”

Another big man patted the old man on the shoulder, "Old lame, then the two brothers won't embarrass you this time, even if there are two more brothers another day, they won't let you bleed heavily, don't be stupid to go to the prison to sue my brothers, no one is good-looking, isn't it?"

The old man lowered his hands and looked down at his toes.

There was a muffled snap.

The two burly men laughed and left.

The old man looked up again, and the five-cent copper coin on the table was untouched, and it was placed on the table safely.

But the soil of the table legs puffed up slightly, and the force just now was obviously not small.

The old man looked at the five pennies and clenched his fists slightly.

At this time, someone shouted, "Come to the bowl of noodles." ”

"It's coming!" the old man let go of his fist, reached out and took the copper coin in his hand, and turned to continue his busyness.

Yao Jun knew that a few people in front of the window were idle, and he saw everything before in his eyes, eating avocados while watching the play, and there was no sense of righteous indignation in his heart.

Avocado is a kind of sweet and fragrant pear hollowed out inside, loaded into the first wave of fresh sheep in the early morning after the special processing of food, is also a must in the morning Qilou, sweet and refreshing, excellent taste.

Yao Junzhi only ate a few bites of the valuable avocado, then wiped his hands, "Xuanyuan Wujiang, follow those two people and find a place where no one is around." ”

"This is not unto death. Li Chan turned his head to look over, "Besides, no one said ......."

Yao Junzhi looked at him coldly.

Li Chan lowered his head and stuffed an avocado whole into his mouth, and said vaguely, "It's not bad." ”

Yao Jingcheng shrank aside to eat, not wanting to lead the fire to himself, glanced at Ning Junxi, saw that Ning Junxi had a different expression, and said curiously, "Beauty, what's wrong?"

Ning Jun glanced at him, "That young man is a little strange. ”

"What do you say?" Yao Jingcheng was very interested in Ning Junxi's doubts.

"Intuition. Ning Junxi said perfunctorily.

"I think so, too. Yao Junzhi said lightly.

Xuanyuan Wujiang nodded and went downstairs.

Ning Junxi stretched out his hand and drew a strange pattern on the table.

Sisi blinked, and just wanted to speak, but Li Chan suddenly coughed, and then Wang Yan scolded, "No one robs you, old man, so useless?"

Li Chan lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to the eyes, but he was submissive.

Sisi looked at the desktop again, and the strange symbol drawn by Ning Junxi had been erased by Ning Junxi.

......

On the ordinary streets of Liaoyang City, a young man in brocade clothes and jade belts walked slowly, and then unconsciously followed a tall bearded old man.

"Grandpa Wu can see that person?" asked the young man.

"He doesn't want to see you. The old man bent down, his voice low.

"It's a shame. The young man said regretfully, but he still had a smile on his face, "However, I seem to have seen an acquaintance, and I really want to reminisce about the past." ”

"More than one. The old man reminded softly.

The young man smiled and shook his head.

The old man knew in his heart, and the next moment, his steps paused.

"It's kind of a retainer. The young man tilted his head and spoke, and his steps were a little faster.

The old man lowered his head a little lower, bowing his eyebrows.

Then, he looked down at the sparsely populated alley and smiled strangely.