In the same car with the beauty, there is a spicy rose on the left, and a gentle daisy on the right, Zhang Xiaolin looks left and right, and the two of them bow their heads in unison. Zhang Xiaolin looked at their delicate appearance, couldn't help but be overjoyed, and hummed a small tune from his hometown: "Sister washes cabbage by the river, Lang picks Hongling on the other bank, picks Hongling on the street, and throws a Hongling sister to taste the new ......."

Wu Cao and Zhao Yanfei looked at Zhang Xiaolin in surprise, especially Zhao Yanfei, he is very proficient in music and rhythm, and has studied all kinds of folk songs, this kind of strange melody is unheard of.

Seeing their strange eyes, Zhang Xiaolin suddenly remembered that this was a folk song more than a thousand years later, and hurriedly stopped, and said embarrassedly: "My hometown song is more vulgar." ”

"It's good, do you continue to sing?" Zhao Yanfei was originally obsessed with music, where would she let it go.

"yes? I've never heard this song before, so sing one. Wu Cao also said curiously.

Zhang Xiaolin had no choice, so he had to sing again: "Thank you brother for your good heart, Hongling will give me a new taste first, and after eating your Hongling, I will pay you back the respect, and give you a flower hand towel......"

"It's a weird song. "Wu Cao doesn't understand the rhythm, only knows that the melody is weird.

"It turns out that the rhythm can be matched like this, which is really wonderful. Zhao Yanfei didn't just listen to it, she had a strong interest in this cross-era song.

With a topic, the carriage was not lonely, and the three of them talked and laughed all the way, and soon came to Nanyang Market.

The largest restaurant in Nanyang is the Deyue Building by the river, which is said to be a century-old shop, Zhang Xiaolin has also been to it once or twice, and thinks the taste is not bad, so the three of them directly parked the carriage under the Deyue Building. Because he was afraid that people would recognize him as the person of the Dushan Statue, Zhang Xiaolin specially couldn't have a layer of aura on his face, and he looked vague and couldn't see clearly.

There are three floors in Deyue Building, the first floor is a hall, the second floor is a private room, and the third floor is a pavilion for admiring the moon.

The three of them asked for a seat near the river on the third floor.

There are already a lot of people sitting on the third floor, all of them are well-dressed, and they are all rich families at a glance.

The three of them ordered a large table of dishes, and after a while, the wine and food were all served, for Zhang Xiaolin, who had not eaten human delicacies for a long time, these exquisite dishes were undoubtedly a kind of enjoyment.

The gazebo is an open place, there are no walls on all sides, and because of its high location, you can see the river view, the breeze is coming, the wine and food are fragrant, and the high talk between the various tables can also be clearly heard.

Zhang Xiaolin noticed that most of these diners were locals, and they were all talking about the Dushan Datang Immortal Medicine, and there was also about the auction in a few days. Zhang Xiaolin smiled secretly when he heard this, it seems that Wang Zhexi still has some means, although the time is urgent, he has done a good job in publicity.

"Bullshit Tang Immortal Doctor, I think it's also a waste of fame. Suddenly, a shrill voice came.

Zhao Yanfei and Wu Cao turned their heads almost at the same time, glanced over there, and saw a chubby middle-aged man, sitting alone at a table, drinking stuffy wine.

"This uncle, don't talk nonsense, that immortal doctor is our Nanyang's lucky star, since there is a Tang immortal doctor, our entire Nanyang, that is a prosperous industry, the daily flow of people is busy, the river is endless, and now any business is much better. ”

"That's right, the Tang Immortal Doctor is very effective, no matter what the disease, worship in Dushan, it will be an immediate thing. ”

", my mother-in-law can't conceive a child, I've been there three times, and there is still no movement at all. ”

Zhang Xiaolin looked at it, it turned out to be him!

This short man was the rich man who took his family to incense with him at that time, relying on his family background, and wanted to go to the first pillar of incense without queuing, and beat a few poor people, and was finally tricked by Zhang Xiaolin, and the incense candle could not be lit. Zhang Xiaolin also followed him to take a look, his wife was blocked fallopian tubes, a very tricky disease.

Seeing this person scolding and scolding, Zhao Yanfei couldn't stand it anymore, and stood up with a bang, ready to theorize, Zhang Xiaolin hurriedly waved his hand, signaling her not to worry. Zhao Yanfei sat down with hatred.

Suddenly, the short man screamed, as if he was enchanted, and stretched out his right hand and slapped himself hard.

"Who's it!" After the beating, the short man looked left and right, but there was no one. Just now, someone was obviously grabbing his hand and fanning his face hard, how could there be no one?

"Smack. ”

Another crisp sound.

"Who is it?" the short man shouted, and everyone looked at him in confusion.

"Smack!"

His right hand involuntarily slapped himself again!

More than a dozen guests in the entire pavilion were suddenly silent, looking at this strange scene in amazement.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

............

The short man doesn't seem to be satisfied with slapping himself with his right hand, but turns into a left and right bow!

At this time, he didn't know where he was, he was open-mouthed, offended the immortals, and hurriedly knelt on the ground, slapped himself while snorting and said: "Grandpa Fairy, the little one knows it's wrong, he knows it's wrong, your boss doesn't remember the villain, spare me!"