Da Cang night watchman

Chapter 13 Noodles and Xiaolongbao
When Lin Su walked out of the second brother's study, it was also sunset.

Xiaoyao sat on the stone pier in front of her, holding her chin and looking at the sunset.

Lin Su saw her pouty little mouth from afar.

"What's the matter? The meat in your stomach hasn't been digested yet, what new worries do you have?"

"Madam...Madam gave away all the meat..."

What?
Xiaoyao explained the situation rather aggrieved.

"Sent them all out?"

"I didn't send all of them out, there is still a little left, and it will be gone tomorrow..." The girl was about to cry.

"It's okay!" Lin Su said, "This food is meant for emergencies, and you plan to eat it for the rest of your life? Besides, those people's cooking is not delicious at all, let's get something delicious!"

Xiaoyao raised her head, and the corner of her mouth was crystal clear again.

No way, girl, you ate a whole chicken and two legs of lamb today, and your belly is still round...

Haining has a rich nightlife.

What kind of enrichment method?

Girls dancing in brothels, rich men moaning under the moonlight, homeless men begging in the street, people's heads jumping in restaurants...

Several rice and noodle shops were not closed. In fact, at night, their business was the best. Most people worked during the day and had no time at all. Only at night could they go to the street to buy some daily necessities.

Well, not bad, Lin Su is more annoyed by the curfew in the feudal society, if you travel to those special dynasties, if there is a curfew at night, then half of the fun in life will be gone.

There was a pawnshop in front, Lin Su went straight to the pawnshop first, took out the golden bead and handed it in: "Shopkeeper, can this be yours?"

The shopkeeper observed carefully, the shape of this golden bead was quite exquisite, and the fineness of the gold was also top-notch, his eyes lit up immediately...

"Dead or alive?"

The so-called pawning is basically equivalent to selling, and the pawnshop can sell it directly.

Pawning is a temporary difficulty, and the pawned item is only a collateral. Before the deadline, the pawn shop cannot dispose of it at will.

"It doesn't matter, if the shopkeeper likes it, he can just buy it with money."

"How much do you want, my lord?" The shopkeeper picked up the gold beads, narrowed his eyes, and observed again.

"How much does the shopkeeper give?"

"Thirty taels of silver!"

"it is good!"

The shopkeeper was shocked.

What's even more shocking is that the young man tore up the pawn ticket after getting the money. What does this mean?It means that this "death" is so dead that he cannot redeem it even if he wants to redeem it.

Could there be something wrong with this golden bead?
The shopkeeper seized the opportunity that the young man had not left for the last time, and checked again. There was no problem, the color was perfect and the shape was exquisite. This is not the most valuable part of this bead. If you read it wrong, it is the polar blue crystal!

Polar blue crystals are extremely rare, such a hook is worth at least a hundred taels of silver!
Who is taking advantage of this?
Lin Su has left the pawn shop and entered a rice noodle shop...

Soon, he came home with a big bag in one hand, a bag of rice and a bag of flour, while Xiaoyao was carrying a pot and holding a bag, the pot was full of oil, the things in the bag were strange, Xiaoyao Yao only knows pepper and green onions, and nothing else. Some of these things are bought from grocery stores, and some are bought from drugstores...

The smell of this package is very strong, Xiaoyao walked for a while, shed tears...

Lin Su was very happy.

Two big bags, with a total weight of at least 150 catties, he carried one in each hand, unexpectedly effortlessly, with both civil and military roots, his physique changed drastically.

What about the second?The purchasing power of silver in this place is quite strong, three taels of silver, after buying this pile of things, there is still more than one tael left!

Almost home, Lin Su suddenly found someone outside the house, and it was a sneaky person.

Such a dilapidated home, anyone else think about it?

It's too much...

Just when Lin Su was about to roar, the black figure knelt down, kowtowed three times to the front door of Lin's house, turned and ran away.

When they arrived at the door of the house, they gently pushed open the courtyard door, making a creaking sound.

It's time for some engine oil on this door, the creaking noise always reminded him of Lanruo Temple in "A Chinese Ghost Story".

Everyone knows that the Lin family is dilapidated, there is no need for this kind of exaggeration...

There was a small bag by the door. Lin Su opened the small bag with a strange expression on his face. Inside were three black buns.

The second elder brother Lin Jialiang came out, and when he saw something at the door of the house, he opened his eyes wide: "Third brother, where... did this come from?"

"This, it was given by that person. By the way, he kowtowed three times outside!" Lin Su handed the three buns to the second child, and pointed to the grass outside. The man didn't run away, but was still hiding in the grass As for Li, he took it for granted that no one saw it, but what he didn't know was that whether it was Lin Su or Lin Jialiang, they were all literary and daoists, with good ears and eyes.

Lin Jialiang raised his eyes and stared at the direction he was pointing: "It's Lao He! This Lao He is also an honest person. Mother just gave him some meat, and he insisted on returning it... Well, where did these come from? of?"

The second child pointed to several big bags at Lin Su's feet, on which was written Shenji Rice Noodle Shop, which was obviously rice noodles, so it couldn't have been given by Lao He.

"I bought it!"

"Where did you get the money?"

"In the restaurant today, a fox demon sister gave a golden bead..." He told the whole situation.

Lin Jialiang's eyes were wide open, he looked at Lin Su in astonishment, and shook his head gently for a long time: "Third brother, you either don't want to accept this golden bead, after all, monsters have different paths, and gentlemen keep their lives clean, so no one can say anything about you. Or, you can hide it well, after all, you have a heart, and you accept photos, sell photos...it is really not what a gentleman does."

"I want to keep it too, but Xiaoyao is starving to death, so I need some rice noodles..."

Xiaoyao looked at the third young master with wide round eyes, and what appeared in her heart was definitely that her brother was so kind, and she didn't have the slightest awareness of "helping others take the blame".

In the empty kitchen, firewood was finally lit again. Xiaoyao stood up not much higher than the stove, but she jumped up to wash the pot and performed it skillfully. Lin Su rolled up her sleeves and opened the flour bag, and Lin Jialiang's voice came from outside: "Third brother, come out, Junzi is far away from the kitchen, the kitchen is not the place for you to go in."

"I'll teach Xiaoyao."

This time Xiaoyao does not agree to be the familiar scapegoat, and objects - brother, I will do it, I don't need you to teach.

"What will you do?"

"Wowotou!"

"The kind that Lao He did just now?"

"Ok!"

"Then let's forget it?...I'll make something I like to eat myself."

Lin Jialiang stretched his neck outside, and wanted to go into the kitchen to pull the third brother out, and told him sternly, what is the way of a literati, what is the way of a gentleman, but he still held back, although theoretically the second brother taught the third brother The younger brother took it for granted, but the third younger brother's performance today was so amazing that he didn't have much confidence in front of the third younger brother. Forget it, it's not a particularly serious matter for a scholar to enter the kitchen, so let him have fun.

There is a burst of fragrance in the wind...

It's coming from the kitchen...

Just a puff of breath gave Lin Jialiang a strong appetite...

Soon, Lin Su was holding a large bowl with silky stuff inside and some green onion dotted on it...

"This is..." Lin Jialiang took the bowl and observed.

"Noodles!"

"Noodles? Made of flour? What's the point of pulling them into such a shape?" Lin Jialiang didn't understand.

One by one?You should show me... Wait a minute, is there no noodles in this world?
After inquiring, there is really no one. Here, the only use of flour is to knead it into a ball and steam it into yellow cattle... Oh, no, steam it into steamed buns!

In the eyes of the world, flour is for hunger, not for embroidery. No matter what shape it is made into, it will eventually be eaten, and then it will become something...

In the diet world, they are all terminators.

Lin Su, a process theorist, is very lonely.

Forget it, Lin Su didn't bother to look for "what is the truth of life when noodles are made into strips" from the sage's classics, and directly pushed the second child to the main hall: "This bowl of noodles, give it to my old lady!"

Filial piety, that is what the second child has become in daily life. Of course, the noodles that smell good should be given to the old lady.

"Let me come!" A person next to him came from under the moonlight, it was Yulou.

"Let's go together!"

Mother Lin is already planning to rest, but she hasn't had a good rest these days.

As for the dinner, she automatically ignored it. When she was the wife of the Hou Mansion, of course it was three meals a day. When the dust fell from the clouds, eating was no longer regular, and she was very hungry. Get something to eat. Not so ruthless, how can there be food to waste?

I ate half a leg of lamb today. If she has the habit of writing a diary, she should write down this matter. After eating the leg of lamb, how can she have dinner again?

It is true that I am a little hungry, but I am not hungry when I fall asleep.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door: "Mother, the third brother has made some fresh food, and I will give it to my mother to taste."

The door opened, and Mother Lin took the bowl that Yulou was holding. Looking at the noodles in the bowl, she felt the same confusion as Lin Jialiang, but when she sniffed the noodles, she also felt that her stomach suddenly began to squirm.

"It's fresh, so white, so fragrant..." She picked up a noodle and put it into her mouth, her eyes lit up suddenly.

After eating half a bowl, she gave the rest to Xiaotao. After Xiaotao tasted it, she became less restrained. The frequency of chopsticks increased significantly, her forehead was sweating, and there was not a drop of soup left.

"I didn't expect the flour to be so delicious. You said, this is Saburo's idea?"

"The third brother cooks for mother himself."

"Cooking yourself? You bastard! The gentleman is far from the cook, how can he be so contemptuous as a great poet and celebrity? How can you be the second brother? If you don't stop him, if you pass it on, wouldn't it be polite and dishonorable?"

After scolding, Lin Jialiang's face turned red and white, and I stopped him too, but I didn't stop...

"Xiao Tao, you go, just say what I said, from now on the third son is not allowed to enter the kitchen."

"Yes! Madam!"

(End of this chapter)