"What the hell! If you want to eat somewhere else, don't get in the way of other people's business! ”

An old man who looked to be nearly seventy years old, with gray hair, a wrinkled face, and a bent head stood up from a rocking chair next to the tofu stall, waved the cane in his hand, and drove Zhen Mingku, who came up with a look of disgust.

Zhen Ming took a hard look at his posture, and guessed that this might be the father-in-law who Feilong said and depended on Tofu Shih Tzu, and hurriedly said, "Uncle, I'm here to buy soy milk." ”

"Don't sell beggars, let's go!" The old man waved his hand impatiently.

Zhen Ming was stunned for a moment, if you have a business? The old man's disdainful eyes made him suddenly, and it was estimated that the tattered clothes on his body were causing trouble.

"Not leaving? Do you want me to beat you before leaving? The old man shouted.

"Uncle, I have money, buy two bowls, and a few pieces of dried tofu." Zhen Ming hurriedly took out a string of copper coins from his pocket and handed it to the old man, this is the salary he has accumulated in the past few days, about forty copper coins.

The old man took it in his hand and weighed it, looked at Zhen Ming from head to toe, then put the copper coin into his arms, and said with a bad face: "Just two bowls, take them and drink them, and send the bowls back after drinking." ”

Zhen Ming smiled bitterly: "I understand." ”

The old man didn't even want to look at him more, turned and walked back to the rocking chair under the tree and sat down, crossed his legs, squinted his eyes, and continued to smoke his big hookah.

Zhen Mingku turned around and walked to the tofu stall, "Two bowls of soy milk, two portions of dried bean dregs, thank you." ”

The tofu Shih Tzu didn't raise his head to look at him from beginning to end, and when he heard him speak, he lowered his head and silently picked up the spoon on the stove and scooped a bowl of soy milk.

Zhen Ming glanced at her bitterly.

At a glance, he already understood why there were so many rich boys and brothers who stayed on the stall seats every day and refused to leave.

She is wearing a simple thin shirt, a graceful figure, large breasts and a thin waist, and her skin can be broken like tofu, and the whole person seems to be carved from a piece of white and tender tofu.

The thick black and shiny hair coiled around his head, revealing a white and flawless jade neck, and the fluffy hair was thin, looking weak and quiet.

Although I couldn't see her eyes, I could deduce from her long eyelashes what a pair of clear and beautiful eyes would be under them.

Her whole person was so quiet, her movements were as soft as water, her fingers were slender and white, her pointed fingers and pink nails were neatly trimmed and beautiful.

"Do you want to add sugar?" Her voice was like a breeze, crisp as honey.

"No, you don't."

"Fifteen copper coins, thank you." She whispered.

Zhen Mingru hurriedly pointed to the old man sitting under the big tree smoking a hookah, and said, "Oh, I gave the money to the old man over there." ”

She stopped talking and silently did the work in her hands.

Zhen Mingbitter saw that she never looked at her, guessing that maybe women in this era would not easily talk to strange men, picked up two paper-wrapped dried tofu, picked up the two bowls of unsweetened soy milk, and walked back to Feilong's side.

"Well, she's a stunning beauty, isn't it?" The fat dragon winked at him.

Zhen Ming nodded bitterly, handed him the soy milk, and sat with him on the river embankment more than ten meters away from the tofu stall, tasting the delicious and fragrant dried soy milk and tofu while enjoying the beautiful scenery on both sides of the Luo River.

Under the willow tree by the river, a small black donkey is leisurely grazing.

Next to the little donkey is a small board car, and the board car also has the words Zhang's tofu stall written on it.

Seeing this little donkey, Zhen Mingku couldn't help but look back at the busy tofu Shih Tzu Zhang in front of the tofu stall.

Beauty, soy milk, little donkey.

He had determined that she was the woman who had saved his life that night.

The one who transported him to the ruined temple must have been the donkey cart, and all the mysteries were solved at once after the little donkey appeared.

……

Tasting the delicious soy milk, there was a burst of unbridled laughter from the front of the tofu stall, Zhen Mingku turned his head and saw that the tofu Shih Tzu was outflanked and intercepted by several brightly dressed middle-aged men at the table of the tofu stall, unable to advance or retreat.

I saw that she wanted to escape from these people with a panicked face, but was repeatedly stopped by those people, and one of them teased uncleanly: "Beauty, how have I considered my suggestion?" It's just a matter of your words, and when the time comes, you will become Lord Feng's favorite concubine, why do you have to work so hard every day, you see that you are thin again, how distressed our Lord Feng should be. ”

Suddenly, Zhang's whole body trembled, and she exclaimed, as if someone had pinched her buttocks, and a group of people laughed strangely.

Zhen Mingku's brows furrowed, he stood up with the bowl, and was about to walk over, but he was pulled by the fat dragon on the side, and shook his head desperately at him: "Brother Zhen, don't go over, they are all guests of the closed mansion, you can't afford to provoke it, this kind of thing happens every day, you can save her once, you can't save her twice, you look at it, some people help her out, and the people sitting there are all sons and daughters of wealthy families, if it was so easy for them to succeed, she would have been snatched away." ”

After Feilong finished speaking, sure enough, the sons and brothers sitting over there stood up one after another when they saw that the Zhang family was being molested, and scolded: "Bold fanatics, dare to flirt with women from good families in broad daylight, don't I have a royal law in the Great Sui Dynasty!" ”

The man who took the lead in teasing the Zhang family turned his head one after another, looked at the indignant sons and brothers around him, and sneered: "Don't pretend to be high here with me, don't you know what you think in your hearts, Wang Fa?" Our Lord Feng is the king of the Great Sui! ”

As soon as these words came out, a handsome young man in his teens sneered at one of the tables of the tofu stall.

"Hmph, what a big breath, what kind of thing is the sealed mansion! Even if it was Feng Lun, Young Master Ben didn't take him seriously, just a dog minion, he dared to speak wildly in front of Young Master Ben! ”

The young man was wearing a white silk brocade robe, embroidered with orchid bamboo embroidery on his chest, holding an ink landscape fan, sitting on a stool, like a good son.

Listening to his voice, it seems that he is still in the developmental stage of voice change.

Luoyang is at the foot of the Son of Heaven, the hidden dragon and the crouching tiger, a brick falls from the sky casually, and the person who hits it may be a character like a prince and a general, the middle-aged man who teased the Zhang family was obviously a little surprised that this young man did not put the Fengfu in his eyes, and his face obviously hesitated, and turned his head to stare at the young man.

"Boy, there's a kind of newspaper name!"

"Hmph, you don't deserve to know the name of Young Master Ben!"

The middle-aged man in the Fengfu Mansion turned pale when he heard this, and waved his hand

At this moment, the white-haired old man suddenly appeared in the middle of the two groups of people, and he waved again and again, accompanied by a smiling face: "Adults, son, dissipate your anger, don't do it, it's all my daughter-in-law's, it's better to let her pour a bowl of soy milk for you to apologize, this matter is over, okay?" If you make such a fuss, little old man, I won't be able to do business here, and without business, I won't be able to come to set up a stall tomorrow. ”