Although Xu Changan has never been a person who likes to be reasonable, he still feels that there is no such reason.

Even those two copper plates also felt that the other party was a cultivator, and the cultivator would not be so depressed that he would sit at the gate of the city and beg.

Regardless of whether the other party is trying to hide his identity or what, it is better not to provoke him, although the cultivation of such an age realm will not be much higher, but as long as he is slightly higher than himself, plus the age advantage can still easily crush himself.

Well... Xu Chang'an's way of fighting is still that the other party is taller than me, and if he is the same as his realm cultivation, he should not be able to beat him.

......

With this in mind, Xu Changan took out two copper plates at random.

There are only two of them, thinking that if the other party has to make five inches, then he will have to teach him a good lesson if he holds the fish and dies in the net!

Xu Changan gave the money, but the other party did not take it, but raised his hand and pointed lightly at the broken bowl that fell to the ground in the distance.

Xu Changan was helpless in his heart, but he still felt that it was no different from the appearance of lying in the yard waiting to cook and eat when he was hungry before he met Yang Hejiu, so he was embarrassed to despise the other party again.

Raise your hand and throw it over there at will, and the other party doesn't care, as if he doesn't care if the money will be picked up.

Treat money like dung?

Master! This is definitely a master! It seems that asking for money from yourself should be just a pretense, in Xu Changan's opinion, there is no one who calls Huazi and her eyes do not light up when she sees someone giving money.

Xu Changan thought like this in his heart, and became more and more sure that the other party should be a cultivator.

An Chen looked down at the black sword in Xu Changan's hand, as if he was interested.

Xu Changan followed the other party's gaze and looked down, showing off with some pride: "A great cultivator gave it, how about it?"

When Xu Changan said this, he deliberately accentuated the word 'big' of this great cultivator, in order to prove that the origin of this sword is not small.

The other party just pouted and said with a look of contempt: "It's nothing remarkable." ”

Xu Changan was a little embarrassed and rubbed his head with one free hand.

Because what the other party said was correct, when Yang Hejiu gave Xu Changan this sword, he said that there are only two kinds of swords in this world, one is the sword of heaven and the other is the sword of man.

The explanation of these two swords is more as the name suggests, the sword that fell from the sky is the sword of heaven, although Xu Changan is not very clear why the sword can fall from the sky, but the explanation of the human sword is easier to understand.

The sword of man is the sword of man...

It's only that simple, Xu Changan's sword is just a sword for human use, so it seems that there is really nothing great.

However, Yang Hejiu also said a sentence, which seemed to be said by his teacher, and Yang Hejiu was just repeating.

When the water is clear, there are no fish, and the sword of man is invincible.

Xu Changan believed it, so when he saw that the other party showed contempt, he said angrily: "It's nothing big?

In fact, something given by a great cultivator, let alone a sword, even if it is an ordinary embroidery needle, it will be enshrined by ordinary people as a family heirloom.

Just add this embroidery needle to the words, but the thing used by a certain great cultivator is enough to believe that it can glorify the ancestors, although I don't know what the use of other people has used, but if it is auctioned, it will definitely be sold for a priceless price.

The other party didn't quarrel with Xu Changan, he still looked like he didn't like anyone, and said casually: "Sooner or later, there will be." ”

Xu Changan was really hehe, thinking that the other party was also a cultivator, so he thought that those people would be polite to each other when they met.

found that he couldn't talk to the other party, and he no longer cared about him, but entered the city by himself, and the two copper plates were just lost as bad luck, as for the three that called his name, Xu Changan naturally refused to give them.

The braised pork in the city is still waiting for him.

This city is much larger than the Sifang City, and it can be regarded as a relatively medium city.

It's not bad to be able to meet a city for a day, after all, it's common to go to Wangshulou for ten days and half a month without meeting a single figure.

But it's not the same as walking on horseback on your own.

Thinking about the fireball above his head that always followed him during the day, Xu Changan actually thought that it would be much better to travel at night?

It's really much better, so I paid attention and prepared to eat a bowl of braised pork and leave.

I didn't go deep into the city, and after walking for a short time, I smelled the fragrance of braised pork from afar, and walked along the fragrance to see a large pot at the door of an ordinary shop, under which was a simple stove with firewood.

The pot is full of pieces of meat that are as colored as red jade, and the soup on the pillow of the meat pieces is still bubbling, and the bubbles are quietly exploding, provoking people's taste buds.

It was not only Xu Chang'an who was lured, but also the annoying flies in the summer, a fly flew into the pot to taste something first, and a pu fan gently fanned it away to drive it away.

With the wave of the pu fan, Xu Changan took a sharp breath, and then felt satisfied, and was about to turn around and leave.

......

Seeing that the young man who was still salivating one moment ago left with satisfaction the next moment, the movement of the pu fan paused slightly, revealing the speechlessness in the heart of the fan.

It wasn't until the fragrance dissipated that Xu Changan realized that he hadn't eaten a bite yet, how could he be satisfied just by smelling the smell?

If you want to serve a bowl of braised pork, you will already be swallowed before you can taste the taste carefully.

Xu Changan rubbed his stomach and smacked his lips, always feeling that this bowl of braised pork was a bit of a loss.

Then he gently put down the sleeve of his shirt with his right hand, and hid some change in it in case it was ready to use.

He smacked his lips again with some aftertaste, and after hesitating for a moment, he thought that the shop owner asked for another bowl.

There is nothing particular about eating here, often there is a big pot at the door, which sells the characteristics of the shop, and some guests come to take a big bowl of Haikou to serve a bowl for it, sit on the small stool prepared outside the door, hold the bowl in both hands and hold the chopsticks to eat when they are full.

If some people don't like the heat and want to sit in the room, then they are welcome.

The owner of the shop, a kind old man, saw that the child with a toy sword seemed to be not full, so he happily served more, the portion was more than the previous bowl, and the soup was more rich.

Although he had just eaten a bowl, Xu Changan couldn't help but move his index fingers when he looked at it.

It was almost dusk, and under the dusk sun, a young man was holding a bowl of red braised pork, which was a very beautiful picture.

The owner of the restaurant looked at the other party's satisfaction, and his face was full of happiness.

Occasionally, I picked up a bamboo skewer and prick a piece from the pot, carefully making sure that it did not rub against my goatee, and put it in my mouth to chew it slightly, which tasted delicious.

Xu Chang'an swallowed the piece of meat in his mouth beautifully, thinking that the fish should be comfortable if there is no meat to eat.

Thinking that Yun Wangshu should also think like this, so he didn't want to bother to pick the thorns but directly bit them into his stomach.

When the other party asked him to make the osmanthus fish into braised pork, Xu Changan suddenly thought of a story he saw in the book.

The story is simple, why not eat meat?

This story should be similar to Yun Wangshu's situation.

Yun Wangshu didn't know where the bowl of braised pork she ate in Yingfu Town came from, she might have eaten these things on Wangshu Tower, but it was absolutely impossible to see what those things looked like and how to get them.

Not being able to tell the difference between fish and meat may not be Yun Wangshu's problem, but there is always something wrong with it.

So at that time, Xu Changan didn't think it was funny, but seriously explained to the other party that osmanthus fish can't be made into braised pork.

Somehow, compared to Yun Wangshu, who is noble, beautiful and powerful, and even must be the protagonist in those scripts he has read, Xu Changan has an inexplicable sense of superiority in his heart?

Could it be that these feelings of superiority simply come from knowing the difference between fish and meat?

Xu Changan looked at the extra pieces of meat in the bowl and sighed helplessly.

Seeing Xu Changan sighing, the old man's originally happy face on the other side began to slowly converge, came to the room and poured a glass of water for him, put it on the stool in front of him, frowned slightly and asked, "But you feel tired?"

Xu Changan shook his head slightly, looked at the other party's kind face and said, "I have a friend..."

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the old man, who stared at Xu Changan with a smile, looked around, and whispered back: "Just say it, there is no one else." ”

......

Xu Changan was speechless, and said angrily: "Are you thinking too much? I just thought of a friend, and she doesn't seem to be my friend, at least she won't think so." ”

When the old man heard this, he became interested, moved his stool and sat down, and asked again: "Tell me, let's take it as a relief for the old man, and I can't say if this bowl of braised pork is for you." ”

"I'm not a storyteller. ”

"Don't you want the free braised pork?"

"Yes. Xu Changan covered his sleeves and hurriedly replied.

The old man laughed, slapped a fly that flew to him for Xu Changan, and waited for the young man to say the last paragraph.

I saw that Xu Chang'an's chopsticks slapped on the edge of the bowl, and there was a crisp sound, and the young man spoke.

The old man kept blinking his eyes, seeing that this kid's appearance was really a little interesting, he laughed a few times, pondered the two short words in his mouth, and said, "That friend of yours should be a rich and noble family." ”

Xu Changan nodded, thinking to himself how could Yun Wangshu be described as rich?

The old man nodded slightly, and continued with some appreciation: "Not only is it not sad to be young, but I feel that I still have a sense of superiority in my heart compared to the other party, which is not bad, it shows that you have lived a little more seriously." ”

Xu Changan was a little puzzled, what does this have to do with his serious life? Still very puzzled why he cares so much about Yun Wangshu?

To be precise, that's not a concern, Xu Changan doesn't know what it is now.

The old man looked at the question in his eyes, pointed to the bowl of braised pork in front of the other party, and said with a hint of enjoyment on his face: "This bowl of braised pork is made of fat and thin pork belly, blanched and cut into three or two inches with a knife, and the pieces are not bad. Remove the smell and enhance the flavor, stir-fry and color, and the pieces are even. Then he pointed to the pot behind him that continued to burn, and continued: "After it is fully cooked, it is slowly simmered over low heat to make it soft and flavorful, so that the bowl in your mouth can be sweet but not greasy." ”

Xu Changan was slightly stunned, is this teaching himself to make braised pork?

How did he know that he had just been stumped by a bowl of braised pork yesterday?

Looking at the braised pork in the bowl, which was indeed the same size, Xu Changan was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

The old man laughed and said, "I'm saying, you don't live seriously enough, you just want to make do." When you can finish this bowl of braised pork one day like me, you will be able to answer those doubts in your mind today. ”

Xu Changan pursed his lips, obviously feeling that the other party was selling Guanzi, thinking that it would be more interesting for him to confront the young man outside the city.

Thinking of that young man Xu Changan, he was even more angry, and asked: "I met a young man blocking the road outside the city, who is he?"

The old man recalled, and said: "That young man, I remember that I was outside this city many years ago, and I don't seem to be from this city, and I can't tell where I came from, and since I was very young, I often sat at the gate of the city with a bowl in my hand. ”

Xu Changan then asked: "I called Ancheng twice, and he said that I was calling him, what is going on?"

The old man nodded slightly, and explained: "No one has taught him to speak, so when he is about six years old, he still can't say a complete word, and after sitting at the gate of the city for a long time, he hears more words, and when someone asks him what his name is, he remembers the name of the city in the mouth of the passers-by, and repeats it, although the pronunciation is a little wrong, but it is also his name." ”

Xu Changan suddenly realized, it turned out that An Chen's name came from this, and he regarded this city as his own name, no wonder when he looked at this city and pronounced the word Ancheng, the other party said that he was calling him.

Xu Changan asked: "Do you have to give money to call his name? He is not begging, it is robbery, is it like this when someone passes by?"

The old man smiled, shook his head slightly, and said: "That kid is a very interesting person, although he sits at the city gate with a bowl like Hanako, but he never admits that he is a Hanako, and when he says what 'hate fee' is, everyone hates him, so he sits at the city gate to collect the hate fee, he should just want to charge you a hate fee." ”

Hearing this, Xu Changan couldn't help but be happy, thinking that this person is really interesting, if you hate me, then I will charge you a hate fee, so it doesn't seem to be a begging.