The rooster has announced, and the people in the outer city of Huangquan have been busy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoToday is a big day for Huangquan City, and it is also a good day for the people, and today is the day of the Buddha Treasure Conference.

The happiest person was none other than Feng Ada, the captain who was on duty at the outer city gate today, who had just opened the city gate today, and the crowd of people outside the gate made him smile with satisfaction. Looking at this posture, the oil and water that can be fished out today is at least worth half a month's oil and water in the past. As soon as he thought of the extremely corrupt appearance of the opponent who fought with him yesterday for today's duty, his ugly face burst into laughter. His smile happened to scare the youngest son on the cart of "Xie Tang Noodle", who was about to go into the city to sell noodle soup, into tears.

Xie Tangmian was afraid of angering Feng Ada, these soldiers were difficult to serve on weekdays, in case they were more energetic than themselves, it would be a trivial matter if they couldn't do the deal, and maybe they would even take their lives. Xie Tangmian secretly scolded his precious son Jing for causing trouble for him, and at the same time laughed flatteringly at Feng A: "Master Feng, I have worked hard with several military masters. You haven't had breakfast yet, have you? Let's make a few bowls of noodle soup for you?"

To Xie Tangmian's surprise, Feng Ada's face was still smiling, and Pu Fanda's palm gently patted Xie Tangmian's shoulder, and scolded with a smile: "Xie Tangmen, you old thing has no eyesight." There are so many people entering the city today, you are stuck here, how can others enter the city? Hurry up and pay the entry tax, and then fuck off Lao Tzu!"

"Yes! Yes!" Xie Tang Mian hurriedly pushed the cart to the city, thinking that he had escaped a catastrophe, but after walking a few steps, Feng Ada's voice came from behind him: "Today's noodle soup, you can't eat it, you understand that you haven't opened today, when you go out of the city, fold the soup noodles into money and hand it over!"

Xie Tang Mian dared to object, and hurriedly should be. Xiao Jiujiu in his heart calculated quickly: his noodle soup tasted good, and he could save a little money after suffering from these soldiers and ruffians on weekdays. In recent days, the Buddha Treasure Conference is about to be held, and there are more and more people in the outer city of Huangquan, and his noodle soup has just been sold out after noon. He heard that today is the day of the Buddha Treasure Conference, which has been held for seven consecutive days, and he specially prepared one more day of fabrics last night, hoping to take advantage of these seven days to make a lot of money, plus the accumulation of more than ten years, to set up a small shop in the city, so as to avoid the pain of running around every day, and let his youngest son study with the master in the city in the future. Feng Ada's exploitation of the soldiers was just a little less money in Xie Tangmian's opinion, as long as he could get through this period of time safely, all the hard work was worth it. Walking on the smooth stone road in the outer city, looking at the rows of shops, Xie Tangmian felt that the cart on his shoulders suddenly became a lot lighter when he thought that he and his son would have to live here since he was a child.

As soon as Xie Tang Noodle spread out the stall, a hearty voice reached his ears: "Boss, come five bowls of noodle soup!"

"Okay!" Xie Tangmian looked back, a bald head wearing a moon-white plain clothes, and his temperament was dusty, like a fairy. This person has eaten his noodle soup a few times, and he is full of praise every time he eats it, plus he has an outstanding temperament, it is difficult to remember Xie noodle soup.

Xie Tangmian once inquired about this person, I heard that this person is an interesting monk, he is knowledgeable, not taboo meat, when someone asked him the Dharma name, he always said, "Buddha said: do not say", this monk has a good ability to name names, and the children of several families in the city are looking for his name. Xie Tangmian also planned to find an opportunity for the monk to give his youngest son a good name, so that he could teach people to treat him differently in the future.

The four people who followed behind this monk knew at a glance that they were people from the rivers and lakes. The monk didn't wait for Xie Tang Noodle to greet him, and very familiarly led the four of them to sit on the stools in the open space next to them, no more, no less, just one per person.

This monk is none other than Han Xing, and the other four are Zhao Zhuang Lord, Zhao Si, Zhao Wu of Qinglong Villa, and Chen Pavilion Master of the Martial Arts Pavilion. Coming here for breakfast was Hanxing's suggestion, Hanxing was used to all kinds of food in modern society, and he couldn't stand the barely able breakfast in the martial arts hall for a long time. It just so happened that everyone was going to attend the Buddha Treasure Conference today, so he proposed to go out for a delicious breakfast to boost morale.

After the five of them sat down, the owner of Zhao Zhuang frowned and asked, "Even if you are on the street where people come and go, why don't you even have a table?

Han Xing said with a smile: "If you don't have a table, can't you eat?" Lord Zhao Zhuang probably hasn't deeply experienced the life of ordinary people in this people, right? Like we came earlier, there are still stools to sit on, and those who come later can only squat aside to eat." ”

"Squatting and eating?" said Zhao Zhuang incredulously.

"Well, that's right, squatting and eating. For ordinary people, it is also a kind of happiness to be able to squat and eat breakfast, and many people don't even eat breakfast. Han Xing thought back to what he had seen and heard in the past month, and said heavily.

"Why don't you have breakfast?" It seems that Zhao Zhuang has really not seen the life of the people at the bottom of the people.

"Because I had breakfast, I didn't have lunch. Most of them will eat at the end of the day, so that they will have the strength to work in the afternoon. Han Xing replied according to his understanding.

"A few guest officers, the noodles are here!" Before Han Xing and the others spoke, Xie Tang Noodle made the soup noodles and served them to the hands of the five people one by one.

After receiving the noodle soup with an enticing meaty aroma, the five of them didn't bother to continue the conversation just now, concentrating on the delicious food in the bowl.

"Hey, monk, why is there so much more meat in your bowl than the four of us?" Zhao Zhuang said suddenly, everyone looked at each other when they heard this, and indeed there were a lot more meat in the cold star bowl.

Han Xing looked at Xie Tangmian, only to see Xie Tangmian nodding to him with a smile. Obviously, this is Xie Tang's special care for him.

"By the way, monk, how do you eat meat?" said Zhao Zhuang again.

Han Xing laughed and said: "The wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha has left it in his heart." I don't have meat in my heart, so it's okay to eat it. ”

At this time, a sixth customer arrived at the noodle soup shop. "Boss, come for a bowl of noodle soup. This person is wearing a hat on his head, his coat is still hung with morning dew, a long knife with a sheath on his waist, and his voice is full of anger, obviously a swordsman who walks the rivers and lakes.

Xie Tang Noodle had expected that the guests would come one after another, so when he made soup noodles for Han Xing and them, he made more, and this knife man happened to save the time of waiting.

The swordsman crouched next to Hanxing with a bowl full of noodle soup, and then untied his hat with one hand. At this time, Han Xing and the others saw the appearance of this person clearly.

This person has a resolute face, sword eyebrows, starry eyes, and a nose like a gall, but it is a pity that a scar is like a centipede from his left forehead to the right side of his face, making a beautiful man become an ugly monster.

Pavilion Master Chen felt a little familiar when he saw this person, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

(Digression: Yesterday, I thought I could handle it, but in the end I couldn't escape the clutches of the Sandman.) Slap yourself in the face, and it snaps. Drinking and making mistakes, the ancients did not deceive me. Come out and mix, you always have to pay it back, and now you owe two chapters, so you can only pay it back slowly. Today's first update will be delivered, as usual, the second update will be late. ）