Less than a moment after Chen Zheng, Ye Qing appeared in Ci'enfang.
The slender figure wrapped in a gray cotton coat looks a bit thin at first glance.
Coupled with the background of gray clothes, Ye Qing looks particularly fair.
His already handsome face shone brightly in the morning sun.
Coupled with his gentle smile and extraordinary temperament, he looks like a handsome scholar.
Wherever they passed, girls and women who were going out, shopping, or busy couldn't help but slow down, just to take a second look.
There were even some girls who had not yet left the court, their faces turned red when they saw Ye Qing, their eyes shone with water, and they lowered their heads shyly.
"Xiao Langjun, fresh fruits and vegetables taste great and are very cheap. Buy some and eat them at home!"
"Xiao Langjun, let's have a bowl of wontons!"
"Young gentleman, come and take a look at my makeup. It's best not to give it to the girl you like."
"Young gentleman, come and take a look at my jewelry. The carvings are exquisite and the quality is excellent. It is best to give it to a girl to touch her heart."
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A vendor who had just laid out his goods saw Ye Qing walking by and immediately started shouting enthusiastically.
The smell of fireworks filling the streets is the source of peace of mind that Ye Qing has been pursuing for two generations.
Looking at the fireworks in this world, the corners of Ye Qing's mouth raised, and his smile became brighter.
It attracted the hearts of all the women.
After walking two streets, Ye Qing stopped in front of a stall selling beef pot stickers.
He took out ten coins from his pocket and said softly:
"Uncle, here are two portions of pot stickers, wrap them separately."
"Okay, little man, wait a moment, you'll be ready soon!"
The middle-aged man, who was covered in oil and stained with fat and looked a bit fat, smiled and took the copper coins, and then continued to work.
Ye Qing stood and waited quietly, smelling the aroma of pot stickers and meat stirred up by the hot oil, and his stomach growled, making him swallow his saliva.
Not long after.
A fiery red figure appeared not far away, walking quickly towards Ye Qing.
"Xiao Langjun, your pot stickers."
The boss wrapped twenty golden beef pot stickers in dried lotus leaves and handed them to Ye Qing.
"Thanks!"
Just when Ye Qing took the lotus leaf bag, a fiery red figure appeared next to Ye Qing.
The elegant fragrance dispersed the smell of meat and penetrated into the tip of Ye Qing's nose.
He couldn't help but turn his head and look around. The familiar heroic figure shocked Ye Qing's heart.
Zhang Xiuran's bohemian face instantly came to mind.
Ye Qing remained silent and prepared to leave.
A cold voice sounded: "Why haven't you set up a stall these days?"
Jian Shui's eyes were filled with confusion as he stared at Ye Qing.
Ye Qing smiled apologetically and said:
"I'm sorry, girl, I don't do night stalls anymore, and I probably won't sell them in the future either."
"Why? The noodles you make are delicious. Many diners these days have left disappointed because they never saw you."
Mo Wanqing couldn't help but continue to ask.
The hot noodle soup made by the handsome man in front of her was not the best she had ever tasted, but it was the most heart-warming. Eating a bowl of it after a busy day made people feel relieved from fatigue.
Carrying the lotus leaf bag, Ye Qing clasped his fists and bowed apologetically toward Mo Wanqing.
"Thank you for your praise, Miss. If I have free time later, I will set up the stall again. If Miss is still in Huaiyang, she should be able to taste it again."
Her eyebrows furrowed slightly, Mo Wanqing took a deep look at Ye Qing, and seeing his clear eyes, she nodded slowly, stopped talking, stepped over Ye Qing and left.
After a few breaths, the gentle-faced Ye Qing finally let out a sigh of relief. He smiled politely back at the middle-aged boss who was looking at him curiously, and then turned and left.
At the same time, he worriedly said in his heart: "This girl is so good-looking, heroic, and aloof. Zhang Xiuran loves beauty but keeps hiding from her. This girl is definitely not easy to mess with. Don't meet her next time."
Thinking like this, Ye Qing quickened his pace, opened a portion of pot stickers, walked while eating, and soon arrived in front of Wang Liu's house.
The courtyard wall is made of green bricks and gray tiles, and is more than half a foot high. According to Ye Qing's tall stature, it is impossible to peek into the courtyard.
Looking up, the four-foot-tall brick houses stand out on this street. The tiles are all new and auspicious clouds are carved on the roof ridges.
The courtyard door, which is smeared with tung oil and is 10 feet wide, is embedded with a copper ring the size of a palm.
It can be seen that Wang Liu, a family of jailers, has made a lot of money in the prison.
Dong dong dong~
The door knocker made a crisp sound.
"Who?"
The inquiring woman's voice sounded from the courtyard.
Ye Qing replied gently: "Young man Ye Qing, may I ask if this is the home of Brother Wang Liuwang?"
"Old Liu, someone is looking for you."
The woman's displeased voice made Ye Qing laugh.
I guessed that Wang Liu came home late last night without telling her, and got very drunk, which made his wife dissatisfied.
Squeak~
Wearing a bright red cotton coat, with two gold and silver plum blossom hairpins in her hair, a plump figure, average appearance but rosy complexion, the woman who felt very blessed opened half of the courtyard door.
"What a handsome young man!" Sun Yuhan, Wang Liu's wife, blurted out without thinking the first time she saw Ye Qing.
Ye Qing still smiled gently and said: "Hello, sister-in-law of the Wang family."
Saying that, Ye Qing lifted up the remaining portion of pot stickers and handed it over.
The warm touch and the unique aroma of beef pot stickers put a warm smile on Sun Yuhan's face.
She moved to get out of the way, grabbed Ye Qing's arm, and said with a smile: "Little brother, you are already here, what else do you bring?"
"My husband is still asleep. Come in, sit down and rest first. I'll call him."
"Thank you, sister-in-law."
Ye Qing withdrew his arm without leaving any trace, and followed Sun Yuhan into the spacious courtyard paved with bluestones.
He sat on a wooden chair minding his own business.
After more than ten breaths.
Wang Liu, who was wearing the official uniform of the Ministry of Justice and yawning, walked out of his bed. When he saw Ye Qing, he said apologetically:
"I was greedy for a drink last night, but I didn't expect that I missed the time and made Qing Xiaolang wait for a long time."
Ye Qing stood up with a smile, waved his hands and said: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. I drank too much. I was dragged up by Mr. Zai and drank some sobering tea before I recovered."
"Brother Wang, I brought beef pot stickers. Let's leave after you finish."
Wang Liu, who looked embarrassed, walked to Ye Qing and put on his clothes. He kept walking and said:
"If you don't want to eat, just eat whatever you want on the way. Your business is important."
Then Wang Liu said to his resentful daughter-in-law: "I'm leaving now. You've eaten all the pot stickers. Don't wait for me today. I don't know when I can come back."
Sun Yuhan, who was filled with resentment, pinched her waist with one hand and was about to get angry when her eyes fell on Ye Qing's handsome and gentle face.
She pursed her lips, held back her anger, and whispered: "Remember to eat, we will wait for you to come back before going to bed at night."
The love between husband and wife is clearly demonstrated at this moment.
Ye Qing tried to smooth things over with a smile, and said with admiration: "Brother Wang, my sister-in-law is really a reasonable person."
"And you are so lucky to still care about you so much."
After two words, all the anger in Sun Yuhan's heart disappeared, and she looked at Wang Liu with some shyness.
"Hahaha! That's natural. I'm not an ordinary blessing to be able to marry your sister-in-law."
Wang Liu, who laughed proudly, looked at each other lovingly with his mother-in-law, and left with Ye Qing.
Half an hour later.
The two people, who had passed through more than half of Huaiyang City, appeared in front of Li Mansion, House A, Fugui Lane, Ershengfang.
Wang Liu wiped the fine sweat on his forehead and cast an admiring look at Ye Qing, who was looking calm and not even sweating.
At the same time, he whispered: "Qingxiao Lang, I will do what you say next. If anything happens, just give me a wink."
"Thank you, Brother Wang!"
The words fell.
The two of them walked towards the wide vermilion door.