Ye Chuchen was dressed in sackcloth, with a straw hat on his head slightly lowered, walking on the streets of Chang'an, but not many people cared.

It's just that no one would have thought that a middle-aged man dressed like he should be in his early thirties was just a young man who had just turned eighteen.

"Gurgling ......" was walking, and a sound suddenly came from Ye Chuchen's lower abdomen.

"Hey, kid, you're hungry!" the little snake poked out of Ye Chuchen's shirt and said in a weird voice.

"Well, I'm hungry, so I think I'll have to find a place to eat first. Ye Chuchen nodded lightly and said that his palm pressed down on his slightly empty stomach.

"Hey, guest officer, please come in, what do you want to eat?"

Ye Chuchen found a small hotel, and as soon as he entered the palace gate, he saw the shopkeeper walking up with a smile.

"What are your store's specialties?" said as Ye Chuchen also found a table and sat down.

"Hey, guest officer, you really went to the right door, our store has braised pork trotters, skewered lamb, ginseng chicken soup, spicy pork ribs, sesame duck, citron ham, dry fried calf, small stuffy yellow chicken...... There is also the most famous side dish in the small shop, mapo tofu!" "The shopkeeper said more than a dozen dishes in one breath.

Listening to the names of the different dishes, Ye Chuchen's mouth was about to drool, he thought about it and said, "Xiao Er, bring me some skewered lamb and a little stuffy yellow chicken." ”

"Okay!" Ye Chuchen finished speaking, and the shopkeeper also shouted, and then walked in the direction of the counter.

Not long after, the shopkeeper walked to Ye Chuchen's table with a plate of dishes in his hands.

"Guest officer, you use it slowly, if you have any orders, just call me!" put down the dishes, and the shopkeeper left in a hurry after speaking respectfully.

Ahh

Ye Chuchen sniffed lightly at the two plates of dishes, and his face showed joy that could not be concealed.

"Wow, it's so fragrant!" The little snake poked out his little head slightly, looking at the dishes on the table, and couldn't help but sigh.

"What a fragrance! I ordered it, and I don't have your share. Ye Chuchen drank softly and coldly.

"Don't be so stingy, we still have to rely on each other for our lives in the future!" the little snake said with a thin tongue and a childish voice.

"Okay, I'll eat these things first, and then I'll help you pack them later. ”

"Deal!" Ye Chuchen said, and the little snake agreed without hesitation.

As the sound fell, two pairs of eyes, one large and one small, looked at the dishes on the table as if they had seen a beautiful woman.

The fragrance was permeating, the hunger in the stomach, and finally Ye Chuchen couldn't help but stretch out his palm and take the yellow chicken on the plate.

"Huh!" At the moment when Ye Chuchen's palm was about to touch the chicken, a larger palm was to pull away the whole yellow chicken at a faster speed.

"Well, it's delicious! I haven't eaten such good chicken for a long time!" Ye Chuchen was stunned for a while, and a man's figure came to his ears.

When he raised his head, an old man in a tattered coarse linen dress was munching on chicken with relish. At the same time, the words of praise are constantly spoken in his mouth.

"Old sir, old man?" Ye Chuchen called out softly.

"Well, it's delicious!" As if he hadn't heard it, the old man not only didn't look at Ye Chuchen, but instead ate harder.

Maybe it's a homeless old man, forget it, I still have a skewer of lamb, which should be enough to fill my stomach.

Thinking about it, Ye Chuchen smiled silently, and stretched out his palm to the plate of mutton on the table.

"Huh!" A slight wind sounded, and before Ye Chuchen could react, he looked at it contemplatively, and the mutton that was still on the table was grabbed by the old man.

The original plate of chicken was only a pile of broken bones.

The old man picked up the mutton with both hands, and from beginning to end, he didn't even look at Ye Chuchen. He just gulped down, looking at his mouth full of oily juice, as if he was going to eat the plate together.

What kind of logic is this?!

At this time, Ye Chuchen was helpless and angry.

There was a gurgling stomach and a scream, seeing that the old man was eating deliciously, Ye Chuchen could only stare dryly and swallow his saliva.

The little snake poked out from the placket of Ye Chuchen's clothes, looking at the old man's eating elephant, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't wait for his teeth to itch.

How did you encounter such a strange thing, my mutton, my chicken legs! Ye Chuchen complained dissatisfiedly, and his face also showed bitterness.

It's no wonder that this is the first time he has eaten in Chang'an, but he didn't expect that this is the first time he eats in the city and encounters this kind of thing, which dares to enter the thief's den, and this old man's elephant eating is not only devouring, but also like a tiger pounced, it is not polite at all.

"Sir, are you a little ...... It's too much!" Holding back the anger in his heart, Ye Chuchen said in a calm tone.

"Well, it's delicious!" the old man was still working hard.

For a while, Ye Chuchen's face turned pale, and he raised his hand and was about to slap it on the table, only to see the old man who had not reacted stretched out his hand and shook it, and an orange gourd flew out of his waist.

The gourd flew into the air and happened to be caught by Ye Chuchen, who raised his palm.

Ye Chuchen raised his eyebrows lightly, took the gourd to his eyes and looked at it, and for a while, the anger in his heart did not hit anywhere, because on the gourd, there were four big cinnabar characters written: Don't be impatient