Madam, let's steam buns together

On the wall behind the gilded statue of the God of Wealth, there is an old colored drawing of Xiangyun Yuanbao. It is not simply drawn with a brush, but is drawn with special colored clay. Over the years, many small cracks have appeared on it, and some The place faded directly.

It's a beautiful picture from a distance, but it's a bit bad up close.

Ling Checheng looked at the flawless black dot, and tentatively stretched out his fingers to touch it. It was obviously not the same touch as the surrounding paintings, and it was even colder.

I tried to push it in, but it couldn't be pushed, but I obviously felt it slipped. This time Ling Checheng tried to push it to the left, moving it a little at a time, and finally revealed a switch at the back. After pushing it down, the whole shrine popped out a little. .

On the shrine was a prop specially used to open this mechanism, but Lingche City did not find it.

After manually opening the shrine, a not-so-big space behind was exposed. It was dark inside and there was no lighting candle lit anywhere. Ling Checheng hesitated and walked in.

He carried a torch in his arms, found a lamp inside, lit the cotton wick on it with the torch, the candle was lit, and the whole secret room was no longer so dark.

Ling Checheng searched the entire secret room but found no other scrolls, but found some useful information. This secret room had obviously been lived in, and it wasn't that long ago, because the furnishings in the secret room were very clean.

Shaking the chains hanging on the wall, Ling Checheng became more and more curious about Lu Zhiyou. This secret room not only seemed to have lived in people, but also imprisoned people. Who was imprisoned in Lu Zhiyou before? In the secret room?

Unable to find any information left by the imprisoned, and there was no picture scroll here, Ling Checheng decided to leave. When he got outside the shrine, he still held the lamp in his hand, and looked at the studio in silence for a moment.

After searching twice, I couldn't find what I wanted. Since I can't take it away, I should destroy it together, so that I can have an explanation when I go back, instead of just saying "I didn't find it."

Only Lu Zhiyou lives in Lu Zhiyou's house, and he is not at home now. Ling Checheng simply lit fires in several studios, and let the blazing flames gradually climb up from the wooden table legs and spread to the entire shelf .

The gray smoke coming out of Lu Zhiyou's house attracted the attention of the people squatting outside. They didn't care about the danger of revealing their identities and gathered around to put out the fire. At this moment, they saw the back of Lingche city setting fire, and they all went to surround Lingche city in an instant.

Ling Checheng originally intended to stay and play with them, seeing how anxious they wanted to catch him but couldn't catch him, a smile appeared on the corner of Ling Checheng's mouth, and he said to them clearly: "I won't play with you anymore, I'm leaving Chang'an today City, will you come back to see what your future plans are, you are afraid that you will never be able to catch me in your lifetime."

After finishing speaking, Ling Che rushed away without looking back.

When Zhang Xieyi heard her subordinates report Ling Checheng's arrogant behavior, she even issued an order that Ling Checheng must be arrested and brought to justice. No matter how long it takes and how much manpower and material resources it takes, Lingchecheng must be put in the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice!

Fortunately, Lingche City is Luo Situ's relatives. As long as you follow the line of Luo Situ's relatives, you will be able to find Lingchecheng's hometown. At that time, send people directly to Lingchecheng's house to arrest them.

However, when they found out that Ling Checheng's home was in Qianling Villa, and sent officials to find Ling Jingxuan to ask for Lingche City, they discovered that the Lingche City in Qianling Villa was completely different from that of Mayor Ling Che in Chang'an City.

Luo Wan'er said that Ling Checheng had been staying in the Qianling Villa to practice martial arts with peace of mind during this time, and had never traveled far. The servants in the villa and nearby villagers can testify.

Luo Situ and Luo Wan'er hadn't seen each other for many years, and they hadn't been to Qianling Villa recently. Luo Wan'er guessed that someone with a heart took advantage of Luo Situ's ignorance of Lingche City and deliberately tried to impersonate her.

The envoys from the Yue Kingdom said that Luo Situ did not bring the envoys to the vicinity of Qianling Villa. He brought the fake Lingche City to them when he came back one evening and introduced Lingche City to them. Recognized, said this is his cousin.

With such a total now, is it true that someone with a heart pretended to be Lingche City and approached Luo Situ to kill him?

Ling Checheng looked at the desperation and bewilderment of this group of people, and sneered behind Ling Jingxuan's back, his voice was very soft, his expression disappeared very quickly, and no one at the scene noticed it.

It was not in vain that he had worn the human skin mask for so long, it was extremely difficult to remove it stuck to his face, and it took him a long time to restore himself to his original appearance after returning to Qianling Villa.

After some discussions, the Lichao officials still wanted to take Ling Checheng back to Chang'an City, but he assured Ling Jingxuan that Ling Checheng would return safely. Leaving Lingche City.

Ling Jingxuan agreed to the court official's request, but he decided to accompany his son to Chang'an City, so that he could take care of him.

In Ling Jingxuan's eyes, his son is still too innocent, and he doesn't know what will happen if he is taken away by this group of people alone.

These are all things for later, now that Lingche City has not really left Chang'an City, after he got rid of those officers and soldiers who were chasing him, he went to Qingyifang for the last time.

Today it was Frost's turn to dance on the stage in the lobby to add to the fun. When Ling Checheng came back, Frost's dance just started. He found a good place upstairs, put his arms on his bent knees, and finally saw Frost with his own eyes. Dancing once, calm down and enjoy it for a while.

Frost's body looks soft, but he is still a boy after all, soft but with strength, and the dance music is fierce. The aqua blue long sleeves he is wearing today, together with the bell and satin in his hand, can not only make people hear The crisp sound of the bell, and the crackling sound of the cloth piercing the air, can be heard even more.

Ling Checheng tilted his head slightly, looking seriously.

He knows that he cares too much about Frost, and he also knows why he cares about Frost so much. Frost and him are two completely opposite people, and they will make different choices when facing the same thing .

If Frost had been brought by Luo Wan'er's side since she was a child, Ling Checheng could have guessed what Frost would do, and Frost would have told Ling Jingxuan the truth about what happened to her, and would have stubbornly resisted Luo Wan'er.

Even though there were many scars at the beginning, Frost would still let Luo Wan'er understand that some things are not allowed.

Frost is not as unprincipled as Ling Checheng. Once he decides on something, he will definitely go in this direction unswervingly.

Such a person made Ling Checheng unconsciously yearn for him.

After thinking about it, Ling Checheng finally gave up taking Frost away, and when Frost finished dancing and looked around the entire lobby and the second floor, there was no one on the second floor.

The uproarious and panic-stricken murder case in Chang'an City, after all, could not withstand the precipitation of time and was gradually forgotten:.

Lichao and Yueguo have no plans to start a war for the time being, and the people's lives are going on as usual, step by step. After the initial anxiety fades away, naturally no one will continue to discuss this matter, and they will start to be attracted by other current affairs news.

Among these news, large or small, there is a small matter that has a little connection with Yang Dabao's family, that is, Chen Ji Bakery has found a transfer owner, and will hand over the shop to the next owner immediately.

The common people who eat melons in the vicinity applauded. This Chen Ji pastry shop, which is famous for cheating people, is finally leaving. I just don’t know what kind of shop the next owner wants to open here and what to sell. I hope he will It is a reliable shop owner, not a Chen Kee pastry shop.

This so-called next family was actually arranged by Zhang Huaruo, and all of this went smoothly as Zhang Huaruo expected.

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Yang Dabao had already returned home. When he entered the room, he saw Zhang Huaruo concentrating on writing with a pen. Words written by Zhang Huaruo.

He is illiterate, so it doesn't prevent him from appreciating calligraphy and painting. Yang Dabao just thinks that his wife's handwriting is good, and it looks good.

Zhang Huaruo's eyes were still on the copybook he copied, and he started a conversation with Yang Dabao: "Why are you back so early today?"

Yang Dabao replied obediently: "It's sold out. The business is getting better and better these days. I prepared more than yesterday. I didn't expect it to sell so fast."

Picking up the brush and finishing the last stroke, Zhang Huaruo put the brush on the brush hill, turned around and wiped Yang Dabao's face with his sleeve, there was still a tiny pinch of flour on it: "The tremella quicksand buns and crab roe buns you made are so good It should be popular to eat.”

Yang Dabao looked at Zhang Huaruo wiping his cheeks carefully, and felt happy, he raised his hand and put Zhang Huaruo's waist into his arms: "Madam likes it."

Zhang Huaruo laughed at him: "Don't just make the steamed stuffed bun that I like to eat, what I like to eat may not necessarily be liked by everyone."

But Yang Dabao didn't listen: "I don't care. Every time I make a new kind of bun, I will let my wife eat the first one. If my wife thinks it tastes good, I will sell it. If my wife thinks it is not good, I will not make it." .”

Zhang Huaruo laughed: "Isn't that going to make the whole Chang'an city eat buns according to my taste?"

Wolfberry jumped in from outside the house, saw the young master and uncle hugging each other, immediately covered his eyes and ran out as if he didn't see it, Zhang Huaruo was thin-skinned, and quickly withdrew from Yang Dabao's embrace.

He had had enough hugs, now Yang Dabao liked to see Zhang Huaruo's shy behavior, so he found an excuse to leave: "I'm going to chop firewood."

After Yang Dabao left, Zhang Huaruo called Wolfberry back again and asked him what he wanted to say.

Lycium barbarum approached mysteriously: "Master, uncle's cousin has come to Chang'an City, and he is now at Joy Inn."

Zhang Huaruo nodded and asked, "He didn't become suspicious?"

Wolfberry smiled triumphantly: "Don't worry, with his brain, how can he see that this is a game, and now he is eating and drinking at the Joy Inn, thinking that he will soon have a large amount of ill-gotten wealth in his account."

"That's good." Zhang Huaruo thought about the future plan, bowed his head and whispered a few words in Gouqizi's ear, and Gouqizi made a gesture to Zhang Huaruo, bouncing ran out.

Yang Dabao was chopping firewood, when he saw wolfberry was about to run out again, he thought he was going out to play, so he told him: "Don't go out for too long, remember to come back for dinner."

Goji berries responded and quickly disappeared before Yang Dabao's eyes.

Zhang Huaruo came out of the house, and he helped to pick up the chopped firewood scattered around the tree stump and pile it aside, Yang Dabao didn't make a sound to stop him.

This is not the first time such a situation has happened at home. Zhang Huaruo likes to do what he can do. Yang Dabao knows that he doesn't want to work hard by himself, so he comes to help everywhere, smiles, and has more strength to chop wood.

Everything was as Zhang Huaruo expected. When the buyer questioned that the ownership of the shop was not in the hands of Uncle Yang Dabao, Uncle Yang Dabao took out the mortgage receipt to prove that the shop now belonged to him.

Yang Dabao's uncle told the buyer that it would take several years for Yang Dabao to save enough 500 taels to redeem the shop from him, so that the buyer could take over with peace of mind.

The buyer asked: "Yang Dabao, is that Yang Dabao who married the young son of the prime minister's family?"

Yang Dabao's cousin was stunned, and shook his head quickly: "No, how could the Dabao I know be so lucky, if he can climb the high branch of the Prime Minister's Mansion, why would he need to redeem this shop from me? Don’t worry about the ownership of this shop in the future.”

Yang Dabao's cousin's family didn't know that Zhang Huaruo was married to Yang Dabao. Yang Dabao sent someone to tell the news of his marriage to his cousin's family far away from Chang'an City. The cousin heard that Yang Dabao was married. I was afraid that I would have to take a lot of money with me when I went, and because of the hard journey, I only heard a few words from the visitor and sent him away. I only knew that Yang Dabao had married a man.

Although the folk customs of the entire dynasty were relatively open and marriages between men and women were no exception, in the eyes of Uncle Yang Dabao’s family, only men who could not afford to marry a girl would settle for second choice and choose to marry a man, only when Yang Dabao was poor now Jingle, I can't even afford to marry a girl, so I can only live with a man for the rest of my life.

Later, I heard from the villagers and neighbors that the young son of the prime minister's mansion, Zhang Huaruo, the most beautiful woman in the world, married a young man named Yang Dabao, and he just thought that this lucky young man had the same name as the Yang Dabao they knew. , thinking that Yang Dabao must not have such a good fortune to climb into the prime minister's mansion, so he didn't think much about it.

"Really?" The buyer showed an expression of obvious disbelief, he glanced at Boss Chen, then at Yang Dabao's cousin, and said defensively, "That's not what you said beforehand, you clearly said you have the complete property rights of this shop , Why do you have to pay now, but tell me that this shop is only mortgaged in your hands, aren't you guys clearly trying to trick me?"

The cooked duck was about to fly away, so Yang Dabao's cousin was a little anxious, and took out the land deed from his pocket to show the buyer: "Look, I even brought the land deed, and the land deed is on me. You can rest assured, Boss Chen also bought my shop for so many years, and nothing happened, rest assured, nothing will happen."

He thought for a while, and then said, "How about I give you another 20 taels cheaper? This is the biggest concession I can accept."

The buyer saw that Uncle Yang Dabao had both the mortgage receipt and the land deed, and both things that should have arrived in Chang'an City. He was secretly happy, but still had a hesitant look on his face: "...let me Think about it."

Yang Dabao's cousin hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, you can think about it at the end."

He said so, and then kept talking in the buyer's ear, just to persuade the buyer to make a decision as soon as possible: "Such a good location with such a big shop, such a cheap price, there is no one else but me. , think about it one last time, is there no shop after passing this village?"

The buyer walked back and forth, looking serious, and finally raised his head, apparently having made up his mind. Uncle Yang Dabao's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "How did you think about it?"

The buyer seemed to have made up his mind and gritted his teeth: "Well, I don't want to take advantage of you. I want to spend more money to buy peace of mind. Let's call that Yang Dabao to go to the county magistrate to be a witness. As long as Yang Dabao personally How about saying in front of the county magistrate that he has not been able to afford the money to redeem this shop in the past three years, and I am willing to pay 50 taels more as rent?"

Not only Uncle Yang Dabao was stunned, but Boss Chen was also stunned. He thought the buyer was a bit stupid before, so he dared to continue talking with this person. He didn't expect that this person looked a bit stupid, but he was really stupid. There is an extra 50 taels to rent this shop for three years?

The buyer suddenly showed a confident smile, and looked at the store: "If I manage it well, I will definitely make a lot of money, but now the extra 50 taels, I will definitely be able to earn back the cost in the first year!"

Boss Chen lowered his head and looked at his hands silently: No, I don't think you can. With your brain, I'm afraid you'll keep losing money.

Uncle Yang Dabao was stunned for a while. When he was negotiating business with others, the other party tried to lower the price to take advantage of him. This was the first time he met such a person who offered to offer a price, and he offered an extra 50 taels of silver. !He is really excited!

Cousin Yang Dabao thought about it, although this matter required a little risk, maybe Dabao could really save enough for the ransom?

No, no, there is no risk in this matter. If Yang Dabao saves enough ransom, he can sell this shop to this person for 50 taels more. If Dabao can save enough ransom, he can receive 500 taels of silver at once !

Although this shop will be owned by Yang Dabao again from now on, for Uncle Yang Dabao, he has earned enough in these years, and he is too lazy to travel from his hometown to Chang'an City, so he just returns the shop like this. With 500 taels, you can open several good shops at home.

Yang Dabao's cousin gritted his teeth and made up his mind: "Okay, I can call Dabao over and explain it to you face to face, but I don't need to go to the yamen to see the county magistrate. Why bother the magistrate for such a trivial matter?" .”

The buyer shook his head and insisted on this point: "No, I'm not familiar with Chang'an City. It's the first time I want to do business in Chang'an City. Everything must be done properly to make me feel at ease. If You randomly find someone to pretend to be Yang Dabao, and lie to me that you won't redeem him within three years, but then something happens, who can I turn to for reasoning?"

Uncle Yang Dabao sighed, looked at the buyer with a dumbfounded and determined expression, hesitated for a while again, after all, was unable to overcome the greed in his heart, and nodded: "Okay! Then Let's make an appointment tomorrow to go to the yamen to clarify the matter, I'll contact Dabao, if you want, can you say hello to the county magistrate in advance, I'm afraid he won't take such a small case."

At Yang Dabao's cousin's house, the local magistrate's airs are very big, and he never cares about trivial matters. Only when the party is willing to pay him more money, the magistrate is willing to raise his eyelids and take a look. He felt that the official master in Chang'an City might have a bigger spectrum than the official master in his hometown, and it would be better to hand it over to this stupid buyer.

The buyer responded immediately: "Good!"

Boss Chen faintly felt that something was wrong. Ever since a man named Zhang Xiaoruo lost so much money in the yamen, he had a psychological panic about the word yamen. I got rid of this shop completely and got 50 taels of referral fee. I felt happy in an instant. I still remember that there was something wrong in my heart just now.

Can there be any conspiracy, isn't it just a fool!

Seeing that the business was about to be completed, Uncle Yang Dabao was in a good mood, pulled Boss Chen and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to Xianmanlou for a good meal. I made a reservation there early in the morning. Now The timing is right."

Boss Chen smiled happily: "Okay, okay, alas, I really admire you. You don't live in Chang'an City, but you are more familiar with these famous places in Chang'an City than I am!"

Uncle Yang Dabao said cheerfully: "I have already inquired about these places before I came out. I can get a lot of money from this shop every year. Once the money is in my hands, I can't just hold on to it. I still have to pay for it. I’ve only made one or two trips in the past few years, why don’t I take advantage of this one or two days to enjoy and feel the prosperity of Chang’an City?”

The two of them went to the most famous restaurant in Chang'an City together. The dishes there were rich in taste, delicious in color and fragrance. Of course, there was another feature, that is, expensive!

It's just that Xianmanlou's dishes are expensive because of the real ingredients, good service, and good environment, so even though it's so expensive, the daily traffic is still overwhelming.

After the two left, the buyer who should have left earlier came out from a hidden corner, and after making sure that the two were not suspicious, a relieved smile appeared on his face.

To be able to go to Xianmanlou to eat so happily must be because he really believed that he came to buy the shop sincerely.

After confirming this matter, the buyer didn't stay here any longer, and turned around and walked to a pre-appointed place. Under the eaves there was a little fat man dozing off on a bench. It was the wolfberry that had been waiting for a long time. son.

If Gou Qizi knew that he was now called Little Fatty in others' minds, he might jump up and beat the buyer on the head violently.

The buyer and medlar are old acquaintances, so I naturally know that this name can only be thought of in my heart, and I must not say it out loud for medlar to hear.

He had already stood in front of the wolfberry to block the light in front of the wolfberry. The wolfberry was dozing off with his head down, so he didn't notice the change in the light, and fell asleep with his mouth slightly open.

Couldn't help but bent down and looked at the cute sleeping face of Goji berries with a smile, the buyer sighed and called Goji berries cruelly: "Wake up, your mouth is drooling!"

Lycium barbarum opened his eyes suddenly, and frantically rubbed his chin with the back of his hand. After wiping for a long time, he realized that he didn't drool at all, and glared at the person in front of him angrily: "You drool only in sleep, and you drool all over the room!"