Chapter 63: One World, Two Bowls of Fried Egg Noodles
Chapter 63 One generation, two bowls of omelette noodles
It was dark at night in Alley 47. The door of Laobi Zhai was pushed open and then quickly closed. The dim lights inside flickered like stars before going out again.
Ning Que took off the heavy weapon behind him, tore off the cloth cover on the big black umbrella, took off the wet and heavy outer shirt, handed it to Sang Sang who was standing in front of him, and asked as usual: "I'm hungry, what's next?"
Is it ready?"
Sangsang handed him the dry towel in her hand, nodded heavily, and said happily: "I'll bring it to you."
A bowl of hot noodle soup was served. There were still four peppercorns, but there were a lot more chopped green onions than usual. The golden and tender white omelette spread on the noodles was extremely rare. Chopping people is indeed worse than hoeing.
Tired, Ning Que was now wet all over, and his stomach was even more hungry. How could he resist the temptation of omelette noodles with green onions? His eyes suddenly lit up. He put down the slightly wet towel, picked up his chopsticks, and started eating.
, seems extremely sweet.
Seeing that he was eating happily, Sang Sang's dark little face was full of joy. She picked up the slightly wet towel, stood behind him and started to wipe his hair, occasionally reminding him not to eat too fast because it was too hot.
At this moment, two coughs rang out in the dark shop. The big boss of Chang'an City, who had been ignored and seemed invisible, finally couldn't help but say, "Mr.
good smell."
A few hours ago, these were the first words Chao Xiaoshu said when he came to Laobi Zhai.
Sang Sang continued to wipe Ning Que's hair, pretending that he had not seen this person or heard these words. Ning Que's reaction was somewhat different from earlier. He lowered his head and ate soup noodles and said vaguely: "Give him a bowl too.
"
After a while, the second bowl of noodle soup was served. He looked around Xiaoshu and found that there were no seats except armchairs. He didn't care, so he squatted down next to Ning Que and took a few bites with chopsticks.
, only to find that his noodles seemed a little different from the noodles in Ning Que's bowl.
The standard four peppercorns, thirty chopped green onions, but no fried eggs.
He couldn't help but pick up his chopsticks and lightly tap the rim of Ning Que's bowl as a reminder. Ning Que glanced at it with his peripheral vision and almost laughed out loud. He turned to Sangsang and advised him: "Don't be so stingy, fry it again."
Egg."
The omelette finally came, Ning Que and Chao Xiaoshu happily ate noodles while holding small basin-like sea bowls. Sang Sang squatted not far in front of the two of them, putting the clothes and cloth cover into the copper basin and burning them.
No one spoke inside.
I don't know how long it took, but Ning Que put down the noodle bowl in his hand, leaned back comfortably, rubbed his slightly bulging belly, looked at Chao Xiaoshu who was squatting next to him, and said, "I have killed more than five people."
Please give me the number again... Don't be too stingy, I asked Sangsang to add fried eggs for you."
Holding the noodle bowl towards Xiaoshu, he looked at him with a wry smile and said, "So you were waiting for me here, two thousand taels."
"Deal." Ning Que seemed casual, but he was a little excited. As for Sangsang, who was squatting by the copper basin to burn clothes, he clenched his fists tightly and secretly calculated how to get the two thousand taels of silver.
What a big pile.
Sangsang was about to wash the dishes, and reluctantly handed the bowl with half a bowl of noodle soup to Xiaoshu. Then she frowned slightly and slowly raised the corners of her sleeves to cover her lips. When she put them down, there was already a little more on her sleeves.
Spots of blood.
Ning Que looked at his sleeves and knew that in the previous series of battles, this extremely powerful middle-aged man had been seriously injured after all. After a moment of silence, he asked: "Are you okay?"
Chao Xiaoshu took the bowl of coarse tea handed over by Sangsang, smiled to express his gratitude, and after taking a sip, he said calmly: "Don't worry, I grew up in the poor alleys of Dongcheng, and I don't know how many fights I have had in my life.
, I don’t know how many times I have been injured more seriously than this. Every time my enemies looked at me covered in blood and thought I would never get up again, I could always get up and give them a fatal blow."
Ning Que laughed at himself and said: "A gangster who only knows how to fight can actually practice cultivation, and he is so powerful. I am so dedicated to the path of cultivation, but I can't even touch the first level. Master Haotian is really blind."
He smiled at Xiaoshu and did not continue the topic. A gang leader who had spent his whole life immersed in the dark night of Chang'an City could finally become a top-level swordsman in Dongxuan. There were some opportunities during this process, but those opportunities were insignificant.
"You said that after tonight, your trump card will be revealed."
Ning Que's eyes passed through the wooden door of the shop and fell on the corner of the palace wall in the distance, and said: "Now I can probably guess that your trump card is in the palace. With such a deep background, no wonder you don't need to look at the face of Chang'an Mansion.
.”
"After tonight, probably everyone in the entire empire will envy me because there is such a person standing behind me." Chao Xiaoshu said calmly: "But no one will know what I paid for it."
"What does it cost you to work for the nobles in the palace?" Ning Que asked.
He smiled at Xiaoshu and said: "If I hadn't been entangled in worldly affairs these years, I would have to deal with countless trivial matters if the man in the palace thought of it, or I would have already broken through the cave and entered the realm of destiny.
"
"That's all?" Ning Que continued to ask.
Chao Xiaoshu didn't know what he was thinking of, and fell into a long silence. His smile became a little distant, and he said slowly: "You still need to work hard and take the overall situation into consideration when doing things. Then sometimes you won't be happy. Because you have to force yourself out."
All my opponent’s trump cards required me to hold back for several months, so I couldn’t even protect my own brother.”
Hearing these words, Ning Que's right hand tightened slightly, knowing that he was talking about Xiao Heizi, but he did not answer the words or reveal his relationship with Xiao Heizi. He lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong with your brother?"
dead?"
"My brother's name is Zhuoer, and he is a spy. The military department asked him to lurk next to me and asked him to check whether I had colluded with the Moon Lun Kingdom. In fact, he just wanted to find an excuse to attack Chunfeng Pavilion, and he might even directly attack Chunfeng Pavilion.
I'm going to frame it."
"But a brother is a brother after all. He told me all the inside stories. Naturally, he will not investigate me for the military department, let alone frame me according to the military order. And as a soldier of the Tang Dynasty, it is impossible for him to
He betrayed the secrets of his colleagues in the government, so he has been in the middle of it for the past few months and it has been very painful."
Chao Xiaoshu lowered his eyes slightly and said: "Now that I think about it, even if it makes the man in the palace angry, I should have told him the truth earlier. Maybe he will die eventually, but at least he won't be so painful during that time.
"
Ning Que asked casually: "But you still didn't say how he died."
"A spy is the most dangerous job. When he does not fall to any side, he may die at any time, and when he decides to fall to one of them, he is more likely to die. That day he finally decided to
The military plan told me that he was discovered by the military, so he was purged and died opposite this shop."
He looked toward the small tree, toward the wooden door of the shop, and toward the invisible gray wall.
Ning Que was silent for a moment and then asked: "Is it the Southern Jin swordsman who did it?"
"Yes." Chao Xiaoshu looked back at the young man's childish face and said with a smile, "We are brothers from now on."
Ning Que raised his eyebrows slightly and replied with a smile: "Isn't it too childish?"
He smiled at Xiaoshu and said: "Two brothers in one generation, this kind of thing is so simple."
"One generation only has two bowls of fried egg noodles."
Ning Que shook his head and said with a smile: "The word brother is a bit overused, and the famous brothers I know, if some of them are not lucky enough to die first, then these brothers will eventually turn against each other. I just want to help you tonight,
To earn some money by the way, can you stop being so tacky and find some other meaning in your life?"
Chao Xiaoshu frowned slowly and looked at Ning Que with interest. He was a little surprised to hear such a reply and asked: "At your age, the world in your eyes is so gloomy... I am now
I am really curious about your past. If you are interested in telling me about it in the future, please remember to call me and I will buy you tea."
Ning Que replied: "I don't want to recall those things myself, let alone tell them as stories to others."
He smiled at Xiaoshu and said, "Well, besides omelette noodles, what do you think the real meaning of life is?"
"Of course the meaning of life is career and love, or money and women. I know you think this sentence is wonderful, and you think I am wonderful as a person, but can you stop smiling so unfathomably?"
Ning Que shook his head helplessly. In order to let the big boss of Chang'an City understand what it meant, he pointed at Sangsang who had just walked over and asked: "Which girl in Red Sleeves do you think is suitable to be your young mistress?"
Sangsang wiped her little hands on her apron, then frowned and thought seriously for a long time, and then said cautiously: "I think the second girl to your left is good."
"That's Miss Lu Xue." Ning Que thought about the girl's soft waist and asked with a smile: "Why do you think this girl is suitable to be my wife?"
Sang Sang opened her willow-leaf eyes and answered seriously: "The makeup on her face is evenly applied, she looks very clean when she smiles, her teeth are white, she looks very healthy, and I secretly took a look at her waist and hips. In the future, she should
It’s good to have children.”
Ning Que turned around and smiled proudly at Xiaoshu.
Chao Xiaoshu looked at the dimple on his left cheek and thought blankly, guarding a shop every day and discussing with his underage maid which prostitute is suitable for childbirth and being his wife. Is this the meaning of life?
Suddenly, he thought of the little maid leaning against the shop door before leaving Lao Bizhai, of the two bowls of hot omelette noodles after returning to Lao Bizhai, of himself who had been forgotten in the corner, and of the master and servant.
The feeling between the two of them was so natural that no one could penetrate it. They gradually understood something and said with a smile: "It turns out that the meaning of life is life."
Ning Que shook his head and said with a smile: "It's sour, these words are too sour."
Looking at the young man's expression toward Xiaoshu, he knew that he didn't understand what he was talking about, and naturally he wouldn't break those things. He stood up and walked to the door of the shop, turned around and said with a smile: "I should go, tonight.
There are still many things to deal with in Chang'an City, and someone will give you the money tomorrow, and then he will take you somewhere."
Hearing the last few words of this sentence, a look of vigilance appeared on Ning Que's face. He didn't ask where he was going, but directly asked the key point of the matter: "Can you not go?"
He pushed open the wooden door of the shop toward Xiaoshu and said neatly: "No."