"This is really an unexpected request." Fu Yao's jade folding fan hit the table again and again, "Don't you feel like a waste to use such an opportunity on this?"

Jin Qiu said: "Although I don't want to admit it, I am indeed jealous of her. I have nothing left, and I don't want the only thing that can be taken out will be easily replaced." Speaking of this, she smiled a little weakly, "I was just a joke just now, don't take it seriously."

"Even if I take it seriously, you can't change it." Fu Yao said, "It's easy to change the fate of the people who trade with me, but changing other people will involve more complex causes and effects. What you can come up with is not worth the risk I take. What you want to change must be done by yourself."

"Is that true?" This autumn seems to be ignorant, "Then please restore my singing voice and give me a more beautiful appearance. As for everything I have, you can ask for it."

"I'm a cheerful person," Fu Yao scratched her face with a fan, "For the sake of your cheerfulness, I'll give you a little gift. Before you die, your face and voice will not be affected in any way. You will be beautiful until the moment when your life ends."

"Thank you."

After the two traded, they soon disappeared in the Taoist temple this autumn.

The next day.

After waking up in the morning, the thin man told his wife what he saw last night. The fat woman thought her husband was dazzled. The two of them had a dispute, so they finally asked the couple to confirm with each other.

After hearing this, Zhao Xingtai was a little curious about the woman's identity, "Do you think she is a young woman?"

"Yes, I'm probably only seventeen or eighteen years old, and my voice sounds very nice." said the thin man, "Feeling her appearance, she doesn't seem to look like a good woman."

Hearing this, Zhao Xingtai guessed who it was, and he said, "You guys know this in your mind. It's better to get used to it in the future."

"Habit?" The thin man jumped up, "No, you make it clear. Why should I get used to this kind of thing?"

Zhao Xingtai patted his shoulder and couldn't bear to tell him that there was one in the subjective world now.

"It's so lively in the early morning?" Manager Jiang's voice came from the gate. When Zhao Xingtai saw that Manager Jiang was really back.

"Why are you the only one? Master Yang didn't come?"

"The restaurant wants him to be the chef, but he can't take it off." Manager Jiang said, looking at the unfamiliar fat couple next to him, and said, "These two are..."

"This is the uncle and aunt of the Shen family who are temporarily living in Taoist temple to raise their babies." Zhao Xingtai introduced.

"It's really a good place to nourish the baby." Manager Jiang smiled and greeted the fat couple for a few words, then handed the basket in his hand to Zhao Xingtai. "This is a sea crab, a new one. I think the owner should have never tasted it, so he sent it to him early. Please help me, I'll meet the owner first."

"Okay, leave this to me, and you can stay for lunch as well."

"This is no problem. I am much better at your craftsmanship than the one in charge." Manager Jiang replied with a smile.

The fat and thin couple saw that Manager Jiang lit incense and went in. Not long after, they followed the subjective subject together. Behind them, they were still a woman in white who had never seen before.

At this time, the sun had not yet come out, and six people gathered on the stone table at the door of the kitchen to eat.

The thin man didn't ask about it from Zhao Xingtai just now, and he would meet the audience's owner, so he had to continue asking: "Why didn't you see the girl last night?"

While eating fried bread, Fu Yao said, "Don't you see it all, you walk on tiptoe, you will naturally go quickly if you come quickly."

"That means... what happened to me was that kind of thing last night?" The thin man felt that he needed to digest it well.

Next to him, Manager Jiang asked, "Who did you come yesterday?"

Sanniang replied, "It's the girl in Xiaoyue Tower this autumn. She has an incurable disease." Thinking of this autumn, Sanniang sighed sympathetically, "I'm only seventeen years old."

At this age, life is just beginning. My parents are still holding their baby in their palms. But this autumn is about to come to an end.

"It's only seventeen, it's a pity." Manager Jiang sighed, "This is our fate. Basically, no girl from there is a lot of illness. Not to mention others, I am lucky. I have been conditioned for so many years and have improved my health. But even so, I still can't have children and I have to eat soft and suck. Don't look at the glamorous place, but there are not many people who have a good ending, and most of them are young. Some are dead, and they may have a name; more are dead, wrapped in a straw mat and sent to the mass grave for casual burial."

This is something that Sanniang and Zhao Xingtai and others know.

The two of them, the former is from wealthy, while the latter is not bad in family background. They are both people who stand above ordinary people, but they don’t know how to live a real life.

Perhaps talking about the unhappy past, Manager Jiang sighed, refused to say more, and just buried his head in drinking porridge.

Fu Yao was away from home and continued to enjoy it with balsamic vinegar and fried bread, while the fat and thin couple next to him were confused.

They seemed to... have entered something extraordinary.

...

At night, Zhao Xingtai continued to sell food in his old location, and then a sedan chair stopped in front of his stall.

Hongzhu looked at the porridge pot in front of him and said, "Don't you sell pastries? Why did you change this?"

Zhao Xingtai looked at the woman with a fallen horse bun in front of him and a golden peony hairpin on her head, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "I think that people who are usually busy and have no time to eat should be much more comfortable drinking a bowl of porridge at this time, so he just cooked some porridge here to sell it."

"You are so kind-hearted." Hongzhu said, getting off the sedan chair, "Then I'll give me a bowl." She drank the wine all night tonight, and now her stomach is empty.

Zhao Xingtai served her a bowl of porridge, "There is no place here, you can only drink it while standing."

"It's okay, I'm not a noble person anyway." Hongzhu said, then looked at the green leaves in the porridge and said, "What is it in there?"

"Perilla." The Taoist temple has grown a lot, and you can pick a lot of them at will. "This thing can promote qi and cause depression and stop vomiting. You should feel more comfortable if you drink it."

Hongzhu nodded and looked at him and said, "You are indeed a good person."

Zhao Xingtai shrugged, "I don't think so. This is just the heart that the chef should have. I also realized that the people who eat the food I make are not necessarily those big people, but more of them are still ordinary people. Ordinary people on both sides of the Qinhuai River may need such a bowl of porridge to let them take a comfortable rest at this time."

"You guys are so kind of talking." Hongzhu held the bowl and drank the warm porridge that had already cooled down in one breath. He wiped the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, and then said: "I used to be poor, and my family didn't have much rice. Half a pot of porridge was full of perilla leaves. Now I have money, but I have never eaten such porridge again. In short, thank you, a great man."

After saying that, Hongzhu put down the silver and carried the hem of her skirt back to Xiaoyuelou.

It was already late at night. Hongzhu was about to go back to her room, but when she entered the backyard, she was blocked.

This autumn looked at her coldly, "Are you happy to steal my stuff?"

Hongzhu looked at the woman who was already half stranger in front of her, but she felt a little angry for no reason, "I stole yours? Why don't you say that you were afraid that I would replace you and kept stopping me and refused to stand up? I wanted to try the sound before, but you deliberately made me catch a cold and ruin my throat. Every time a guest asked me to sing a song, you stopped me and let me go out. I used to be grateful for your love and protection, but now it seems that it's just your selfishness."

"Sure enough, someone praised it, and the confidence has also risen." Zhiqiu sneered, "You didn't dare to talk to me like this in the past. But it doesn't matter. My voice has come back. If you know your feelings, it's better to continue to be a human being with your tail between your legs in the future."

"Ha," Hongzhu also smiled. Her eyes looked at Jiqiu with a smile, but there was smugness in her eyes, "So what if your throat recovers, but I'm the one who just came back from the prefect's mansion."

"you!"

"Why, I'm going to rest, I don't have time to give you some trouble." Hongzhu said, pulling the silk on her shoulder, "If you don't agree, then we will see the truth."

Their voices were neither loud nor small, but no one dared to say anything when they heard them.

One is the top card in the building, and the other is likely to become the next top card in the building. In the competition between them, the others can only watch the excitement.

However, since that night, the atmosphere in the building began to become unfavorable. The guests who were originally Hongzhu would basically turn into this autumn in the end; and the banquets that were allowed to attend would eventually turn into this autumn, and Hongzhu would be driven out of the banquet. Even the benefactors of Hongzhu, who used to be Hongzhu, became guests who entered the curtain this autumn.

This autumn when the voice is back, her appearance has become more charming for some reason. Although she is a singer, her every frown and smile is more fascinating than before, and it makes people feel heart-warming.

The red beads that have been suppressed are like the flashes of cereus blooming in the night, blooming rapidly and withering rapidly.

Zhao Xingtai, a good roadside porridge business, became the confidant of her thoughts.

"You don't know how annoying she is," Hongzhu squatted beside her and complained, "It's just because I was her girl before, and I can't turn over and surpass her in my life?"

Zhao Xingtai was busy and said to her: "You actually have money now, you can leave Xiaoyuelou."

"Leave?" Hongzhu said, "I can't leave. Not only can I not leave, I must be more famous than this fall."

"Just to surpass her."

Hongzhu shook her head, "It's not just to surpass her."
Chapter completed!