The kitchen was in a mess, soup and casserole fragments were scattered on the floor, a seasoning jar was overturned on the stove, and Zhao Yue was in a hurry to clean it up.
Wen Liunian and Lu Zhui came in together.
Zhao Yue glanced at Lu Zhui.
The Erdangjia said wittily, "It's all my fault."
Zhao Yue: ...
Can you be more explicit.
"Probably because it has not been used for a long time, and it was not properly stored and cracked, so it will explode when it catches fire." Wen Liunian helped him out.
Lu Zhui hurriedly said, "That's true. In fact, the head of the family is still very good at cooking." It's not as stupid as it looks, adults must not dislike it.
Wen Liunian said, "Have the Erdang's eaten?"
"Of course... no." Lu Zhui realized halfway through his words, coughed twice, and said, "The head of the family doesn't usually go into the kitchen." Naturally, such things as cooking can only be done for the ones he loves.
Wen Liunian didn't care about the inconsistencies in his words, he squatted down and wanted to pick up the pieces of casserole on the ground.
"I'll do it." Zhao Yue held his hand.
Lu Zhuizhiqu disappeared.
"Be careful to cut your hands." Zhao Yue pulled him to stand up, "I can clean up soon."
Wen Liunian looked at him and smiled.
Zhao Yue said calmly, "Accident."
Wen Liunian said, "In the future, the master should let others do these things."
Zhao Yue said, "I can learn."
Wen Liunian grinned, "The boss wants to change his career to be a cook?"
Zhao Yue paused and said, "At least learn your favorite dishes."
Wen Liunian said, "I like many dishes."
Zhao Yue said, "I will learn more."
The moonlight was very good, and the two stood in the small courtyard holding hands, looking very affectionate.
Wen Liunian said, "Is there any food for that night?"
Zhao Yue looked back at the messy kitchen.
Wen Liunian smiled and said, "Don't do it, let's go out to eat."
"Cangwu Mountain?" Zhao Yue said.
"No." Wen Liunian said, "There is a small wonton stall in the city, which is only set up late at night, to feed people who travel at night and watchmen."
Zhao Yue said, "Are you sure you want me to go out like this?" Every household in the city is covered with his portrait.
"En." Wen Liunian squinted at him, "Dare you?"
"You dare, why don't I dare." Zhao Yue laughed, "Let's go, let's eat."
So the hidden guard on the tree not far away watched the two of them leave the mansion holding hands, feeling very regretful in their hearts.
After waiting for so long, he didn't kiss in the end.
How can we be worthy of our handsome face.
It was dark at night, and most of the people had already returned home. The streets were empty and very quiet. It was only when they approached the wonton stall that they saw a dim yellow lantern. The owner of the stall was a gray-haired old couple who were busy boiling the pot. Soup, ready to open for business.
Wen Liunian pulled Zhao Yue to sit down, "Two bowls of wontons in beef soup, another plate of sesame seed cakes, and two plates of side dishes."
"Okay, my lord hasn't gone back to rest yet." The old man smiled and greeted, put the wrapped wontons into the pot, and glanced at the people around him by the way.
It was amazing to see this, the old man gasped and didn't care whether he was rude or not, and took a closer look, thinking it was his own dizziness.
Zhao Yue: ...
"Uncle Zhang, what's the matter?" Wen Liunian asked with a smile.
"Who is this?" The old man trembled, afraid that he might say something wrong.
Wen Liunian looked at Master Zhao, "Uncle Zhang is asking who you are."
Looking at those crooked eyebrows, Zhao Yue calmly said to the old man, "I'm Zhao Yue."
The old man was even more surprised when he heard that, Mr. Zhao's surname is Zhao, yes, but Zhao Yue...isn't he the bandit leader in the Cangwu Mountain
Wen Liunian held a cup of hot tea and drank slowly, "I've been in the misty place for a long time, it's not bad to come down to have a look once in a while, isn't it?"
Zhao Yue was helpless. Strictly speaking, what he said was correct. The Chaomu Cliff of Cangmang Mountain was indeed shrouded in mist all day long, but if the common people heard it, they probably wouldn't understand it to such a simple meaning.
Sure enough, after hearing Wen Liunian's words, the old man immediately remembered the scene of descending from the fairy world, his face became more excited, and even Sheng Wonton's hands were trembling.
It's amazing, no matter whether he is called Zhao Yue or Zhao, this is the real Mr. Zhao, exactly like the portrait on the wall!
"Thank you Uncle Zhang." Wen Liunian took the wonton soup bowl from him.
The old man filled another two tablespoons of beef stew, and added it to Zhao Yue's bowl.
Master Zhao said, "Thank you."
"Don't be polite, don't be polite," the old man said happily, "Young Master Zhao eat slowly, there is still enough, there is still enough."
Wen Liunian slowly bit a piece of dried bamboo shoots in his mouth, with a smug smile in his eyes.
After eating a supper, the two continued to wander around the city. Wen Liunian rubbed his stomach and said, "I'm a bit full."
Zhao Yue thought to himself, after eating so much, he would naturally be able to support himself.
"There will probably be new rumors in the city tomorrow." Wen Liunian said, "Young Master Zhao will go down to earth late at night to eat wontons."
Zhao Yue tapped his head, "What are you thinking?"
"See it?" Wen Liunian calmly stroked his chin.
"Say." Zhao Yue said.
"Actually, it's nothing, but it's not a solution if you can't go out all the time, or you have to wear a bamboo hat when you go out." Wen Liunian said seriously, "We must find a way to let the people in the city gradually get to know you."
Zhao Yue laughed, "Continue to be regarded as a god?"
"What's wrong with being regarded as a god." Wen Liunian said, "Of course, if you don't like it, then I will write a new booklet for you."
Zhao Yue shook his head and said, "If I don't become an official in the future, I'm afraid I can become rich by writing short story books and selling them to teahouses."
Wen Liunian said cheekily, "I think so too."
Seeing that he seemed a little tired, Zhao Yue said, "Go back?"
Wen Liunian stopped, "I don't want to walk."
Zhao Yue squatted down slightly.
Wen Liunian quickly lay on his back.
Zhao Yue walked with his back on his back and said, "Fat again."
Wen Liunian twirled his hair around his fingertips, "It's better to be fatter, to look rich."
Zhao Yue said, "Correct reasoning."
Wen Liunian probed, "Why don't I try to eat less from tomorrow?"
Zhao Yue didn't agree, "It's just right now."
Wen Liunian laughed out loud, wrapping his arms around his neck.
Zhao Yue thought to himself, this is the softest nerd in the world.
On the second day, rumors spread in the city that Lord Wen and Mr. Zhao went to Lao Zhang's stall to eat wontons last night, and when they left, even the benches were shining with gold.
It's amazing... The people gasped when they heard the words, and flocked to Lao Zhang's house to ask what happened.
"Yes." Uncle Zhang said happily, "Mr. Zhao is a very nice person. Not only is he more handsome than in the portrait, but he is also extremely considerate to you. He even paid three times the price for meals before leaving."
It's actually true, Mr. Zhao has descended to earth!
Thinking of this extraordinary event, the whole person was almost suffocated. Everyone was annoyed why they didn't eat wontons last night, and at the same time they ran vigorously to the government office to see if the handsome and beautiful man was still there.
"My lord." The yamen servant went to the study to pass the message, "A lot of people came outside, and they all said they wanted to see Mr. Zhao."
"That's it." Wen Liunian squeezed his chin and glanced at Zhao Yue.
Master Zhao asked, "Do you want me to go out?"
"It's not necessary now." Wen Liunian stood up, "I'll go and have a look first."
There was a lot of noise outside, and many yamen servants were maintaining order. When Wen Liunian came out, everyone became agitated again. They all tiptoed to look behind him, but they couldn't find a handsome man anyway. They couldn't help being very disappointed.
"Are you here to find Mr. Zhao?" Wen Liunian asked with a smile.
The common people nodded quickly, looking at the posture, is there still a play
"I'm afraid it won't work today." Wen Liunian said.
"Why?" The people were very unwilling, because they really wanted to see the true face.
"Young Master Zhao still has something to do." Wen Liunian said, "But don't be in a rush right now, there will be opportunities in the future."
"Really?" When they heard that people were no longer in the government office, the people were relieved, and now they cheered up again.
There will be plenty of opportunities in the future... Does that mean Mr. Zhao will come back in the future? !
"Everyone should go back earlier." Wen Liunian said, "When the Yellow River Meeting is held in a few days, the Shantang will prepare food for everyone. Maybe we can see Mr. Zhao then."
The scene immediately cheered, there is food to eat, and you can see handsome men, life is really not too good.
After the people dispersed, Wen Liunian also turned around and went back to the mansion, Zhao Yue said, "Yellow River Society?"
"You overheard me." Wen Liunian sat behind the desk.
"I followed out to protect you." Zhao Yue pinched his nose, "I don't know good from bad."
Wen Liunian said, "It's fine if you don't want to go, I didn't say anything to death today."
Zhao Yue said, "What's the use of my going?"
Wen Liunian said, "Let the members of the Tiger Head Gang know that Chao Muya has teamed up with the government."
"And then?" Zhao Yue said.
"Just like what you said that day, the Tiger Head Gang seems to be very interested in your life experience." Wen Liunian said, "Once they hear the news, they will probably come to find out."
Zhao Yue said, "Why did you suddenly figure it out?"
"Think about what?" Wen Liunian was puzzled.
"I said earlier that I would lure the Tiger Head to help out, but you didn't want to." Zhao Yue said.
"I don't want you to take risks alone and go back to Chaomu Cliff alone." Wen Liunian said, "It's different in the government office. With so many people around, our chances of winning will be better."
"I'm afraid the other party won't be so stupid." Zhao Yue said, "What you can think of, he may not be able to think of it."
"It's just a try." Wen Liunian said, "Besides, even if Hutou can't help you, let the common people see you with their own eyes, and everyone will be happy." After all, they have been suppressing bandits recently, and it has been a long time It's not too busy.
The Yellow River Festival is one of the most important festivals in Cangwu City. Its original intention is to worship the river god, so as to ensure that the rain will be smooth and the wind will not cause floods in the coming year. After hundreds of years, there are more and more various tricks, and it is even more lively than New Year's Eve.
Early in the morning, the shantang began to be busy. There were more than a dozen baskets full of dried and fresh chili peppers, as well as various kinds of hot sauces. To float over the entire boundless city.
Although porridge and rice were often given out in the previous shantang, most of them were very light, that is, some Laba porridge and steamed buns, so when the people smelled it in the morning, they were very surprised, what was going on inside, and why the smell was so strong nose
"Ah Choo!" Sitting in the room, Mu Qingshan started sneezing crazily before he went out.
"Is it too spicy?" The steward also asked, "Cangmang City has always used beef and mutton as the main food. Although it is not light, it rarely eats such spicy food. I am afraid that the people will not be able to bear it."
"It doesn't matter." Wen Liunian said, "I have my own way."
Seeing his expression that he is determined to win, Mu Qingshan and Shang Yunze looked at each other, and they both felt... It's probably not a good idea.
Half an hour later, a huge portrait was posted beside the shantang. The handsome and extraordinary Mr. Zhao was sitting at the table, with a large bowl of steaming hot and sour noodles in front of him, and a huge "delicious" bowl beside it. "The two words are very provocative.
The happiness came so suddenly that the common people felt a little dizzy. After all, it has been a long time since I saw the portrait of Mr. Zhao. I thought I would never see it again, but I didn’t expect to see it again suddenly, and it was so huge. It is worth eating two extra bowls of rice at noon.
Zhao Yue: ...
Wen Liunian said innocently, "There is no other way." After all, taste habits have been passed down for thousands of years, and they are not easy to change overnight, and they can't tell the truth to the people, so they can only rely on the strength of beautiful men.
Zhao Yue said, "If you want to use it next time, can you let me know in advance?"
Wen Liunian said, "I will try my best."
"My lord." The yamen servant knocked on the door outside, "It's almost time to start."
"I'll be here soon." Wen Liunian put down his teacup and stood up.
Zhao Yue straightened his collar for him and watched him leave the room.
The people outside have long queued up, and the hot and spicy soup base is gurgling in the pot. It is really festive, and the people in front are wiping their tears with their rice bowls. My mother, how many peppers have been added to this, it is so smoky. Can't open it.
"Master Wen is here." Some people shouted.
Wen Liunian came out of the shantang gate, and greeted everyone with a smile.
"Will Mr. Zhao come today?" the people asked eagerly.
Wen Liunian said, "No one can say for sure about this kind of thing, it depends on fate." After finishing speaking, he added, "But according to my official opinion, it's likely to come."
eight! become! meeting! Come! As soon as they heard these four words, the people immediately became excited. Not to mention 80%, even if it was only 10%, they had to wait here!
Bowls of spicy noodles were boiled and distributed to the people who came to line up. Although it was so spicy that they could hardly taste any other flavors, looking at the handsome and charming portrait on the wall, the people still had a big appetite. , Squatting on the street while sweating and eating, what's more, I even drank the soup completely, and I have to go to get a second bowl, after all, this is the same style as Mr. Zhao, and it doesn't cost money , Opportunities do not come often and must be firmly grasped.
Mu Qingshan also shared a small bowl, although he had specifically told the cook to reduce the spicy oil, but he still ate with his mouth flushed, breathing in the air.
"Is it okay?" Shang Yunze sat beside him, "Otherwise, don't eat it, your stomach will hurt later."
"It's okay, I can eat." Mu Qingshan fanned, "Those who can repel Gu insects, be prepared."
There was some truth in this statement, Shang Yunze had no choice but to continue watching him eat.
Swallowing the last mouthful of hot and sour powder, Mu Qingshan gulped down the sweet soup, and then rinsed his mouth four or five times, but he still felt numb, biting his lip didn't hurt.
Shang Yunze said, "It's a little swollen."
Mu Qingshan was dizzy, "I'm so hot."
Shang Yunze hugged him in his arms, bowed his head and kissed him.
"Hey!" Mu Qingshan was taken aback and quickly pushed him away.
"A kiss won't be spicy anymore." Shang Yunze coaxed.
"I don't believe it." Mu Qingshan struggled with his face flushed, "Let go quickly, someone will see you later."
"Everyone is at the front." Shang Yunze held his hand, "No one will see."
Mu Qingshan said, "That won't work either!"
"Why not?" Shang Yunze asked.
Mu Qingshan: ...
How to say this kind of thing.
Shang Yunze said, "Since they are going to get married, there is no reason why they should not give each other."
Mu Qingshan said in his heart that he didn't refuse to kiss him, he just kissed him last night.
Shang Yunze said, "Then you kiss me."
Mu Qingshan's face turned even redder, "No kiss!"
"Look, I let you take advantage of it but you are not willing to take advantage of it." Shang Yunze looked regretful.
Mu Qingshan: ...
Shang Yunze leaned closer and kissed his cheek.
It was rare for Mu Qingshan not to hide.
This is more or less the same... Shang Yunze pinched his chin, lowered his head and kissed it tenderly, but thinking about it gave him a headache.
It is so difficult to lie to a kiss, how can I do other things in the future.
With such a thin skin, how could it be possible.
Outside the shantang, the people were still chatting while eating hot and sour noodles, and there was a tall man in his thirties among them. He was the woodcutter Wang Dagui from the city. Since he has no family, no mouth and is usually taciturn, there are not many people chatting with him, and he seems a bit out of place with the surrounding environment.
"Everyone, eat and drink well." The dark guard greeted the crowd beamingly, and patted Wang Dagui on the shoulder hard by the way.
Wang Dagui was caught off guard and almost threw the bowl on the ground.
"Slow down, slow down." The dark guard hurriedly supported him, "Are you all right?"
"It's okay." Wang Dagui shook his head, put down his bowl and said, "We've almost finished eating."
"Don't want to have another bowl?" The dark guard enthusiastically recommended, "Young Master Zhao will agree to eat it!"
"No need." Wang Dagui said, "I still have something to do at home, I should go back."
"Go slowly." The dark guard didn't stay too long, and waved his hand very kindly.
Standing on top, Wen Liunian naturally took everything into consideration. Ordinary people, if they do something wrong and are surrounded by hidden guards, they will always feel a little flustered, but this Wang Dagui can't tell anything strange, either he really has no ghosts in his heart, or there are really two brushes, at least he knows , How can I hide my emotions.
After the last pot of hot and sour noodles was finished, the people hiccupped and felt slightly disappointed.
Mr. Zhao still hasn't come.
Lu Zhui said in the backyard, "If the big boss doesn't show up again, my lord should be in a hurry."
Zhao Yue: ...
Why does this sentence sound so awkward
Lu Zhui urged, "Hurry up."
Zhao Yue felt that he wanted to beat him up.
The hidden guard also jumped into the courtyard, "Why is the master still here?" The common people are waiting, but they are anxious.
Zhao Yue took a deep breath and strode out of the courtyard.
The dark guard followed behind and said, "Are you sure you don't want to consider the previous suggestion?" He fell from the sky wearing a golden armor, and the sky was full of petals, and he was blinded just thinking about it.
Zhao Yue jumped onto the wall.
The dark guard was extremely disappointed.
"Young Master Zhao!" The people burst into screams.
Zhao Yuefei stepped across the beam and disappeared from everyone's sight in just a split second.
But even if it was only for a short moment, it was enough for all the people on the scene to see clearly that it was really the person in the portrait!
Wen Liunian pinched his chin, very satisfied with the effect.
Seeing him turn back in an instant, Lu Zhui asked in surprise, "Why is the master so fast?" A cup of tea was not finished yet.
Zhao Yue said, "Could it be that I have to sing a play first?"
Lu Zhui said, "It's not impossible."
Zhao Yue poured himself a large cup of strong tea.
Lu Zhui shook his head in his heart.
Clearly, he really didn't want to show this face, but he still didn't refuse, and it really was a matter of one thing and one thing.
I don't know how much debt I owed my lord in my previous life.