Mu Ting must have come to discuss something important with her.
Qin Xiangxiang approached Mu Ting with this thought, but saw Mu Ting looking at her with a smile in the dim night light.
Actually... the first time he met Mu Ting, Qin Xiangxiang thought he was a bit rough and not very good-looking. But after looking at him for a long time, I actually felt that he was becoming more and more attractive, and his face became more and more handsome.
Stop, stop, stop! What was she thinking?
Qin Xiangxiang's expression turned solemn involuntarily. When he walked to Mu Ting, his face looked unhappy: "What's the matter?"
Mu Ting was still smiling: "It's been a few days since we came to Cangzhou City, but we haven't visited Cangzhou City yet. The weather is nice tonight, let's go shopping together?"
Qin Xiangxiang originally wanted to refuse, but when the words of rejection came to his lips, he agreed by mistake: "Okay."
In the cities of Dasheng, except for a few cities in the border areas that have curfews, no other cities have implemented curfews.
Cangzhou City also has no curfew.
Of course, the night market in Cangzhou City is not as lively as that in the capital. The night markets in Cangzhou City are concentrated in a few alleys near Jinman Tower.
The two of them walked into one of the alleys. The alley was filled with smoke and aroma. They were all cooking late-night snacks.
Qin Xiangxiang couldn't help but be very interested. She stopped in front of a noodle soup shop and sniffed gently, smelling a spice in the soup that she had never smelled before.
The shopkeeper smiled and said, "My dear, sir, would you like two bowls of noodle soup?"
Qin Xiangxiang turned to Mu Ting and asked, "How about giving it a try?"
Mu Ting nodded: "Okay."
Qin Xiangxiang said to the store owner: "Just cook one bowl and bring me a small bowl."
"Okay."
The shop is quite big, and there are only two or three customers sitting there eating noodles. In addition to the middle-aged man cooking the noodles, there is also a young woman with a yellow complexion wiping the table.
It looks like a foot shop run by a husband and wife.
There was a long square table in the foot shop, which was very clean. Qin Xiangxiang sat down first. Mu Ting hesitated and sat down opposite Qin Xiangxiang.
Qin Xiangxiang whispered: "I smelled a fragrance that I have never smelled in the soup of this foot shop, so I wanted to try it."
Mu Ting raised his lips and smiled: "Madam Qin is so awesome, I can't smell it at all."
The noodle soup was quickly prepared. The young woman brought it over, placed the noodles in front of Qin Xiangxiang, and brought a small bowl to Qin Xiangxiang: "My guest, please use it slowly."
The young woman spoke softly and moved gently.
Mu Ting picked up the small bowl and picked some noodles for Qin Xiangxiang. After picking out three chopsticks, Qin Xiangxiang said, "Okay, just pour me some more soup."
Mu Ting obediently poured soup for her again.
Qin Xiangxiang picked a chopstick, put it into his mouth, and tasted it carefully. The noodles are very chewy and the soup is extremely fragrant. It can be seen that this foot shop is very careful.
But she didn't taste the spice.
Qin Xiang thought about it and decided that he would have to let Madam Lan try it someday.
When Qin Xiangxiang finished three mouthfuls of noodles, Mu Ting was still eating, and there was still more than half of the soup noodles. He ate slowly, as if imitating her careful taste.
Qin Xiangxiang realized later: "Have you already had your meal?"
Mu Ting was startled and suddenly said: "No."
"Is that because you think the noodle soup is not delicious?"
"No, the noodle soup is delicious." Mu Ting said.
"Then why do you eat so slowly?"
Mu Ting's face suddenly turned red: "I, I just want to sit with you like this for a while longer."
Qin Xiangxiang suddenly felt her face was a little hot, and she fanned it with her hand to cover up: "It seems a little hot."
In fact, Cangzhou City, which had just had a heavy rain, was not hot at all, and was even a little cool.
Before she finished speaking, she saw Mu Ting take out a folding fan from his sleeve pocket and hand it to her like a treasure: "Here."
Qin Xiangxiang said: "..." Unexpectedly, Mu Shizi was the one who carried a folding fan with him.
Mu Ting blushed and explained to her: "I saw it on the street today and thought it was pretty good, so I bought it and gave it to you."
Qin Xiangxiang blurted out: "You actually still want to go shopping?"
Mu Ting continued to explain in a panic: "I saw it accidentally and thought the weather was getting hotter. Madam Qin would need it."
Qin Xiangxiang opened the fan. It was made of satin and embroidered with a round civet cat, which was teasing an hydrangea ball with its plump paws under the banana tree.
"It's quite interesting." Qin Xiangxiang couldn't help but reach out and stroke the chubby cat.
"This is Shu embroidery. When I saw this cat, I thought it looked like Mrs. Qin." Mu Ting blurted out.
Qin Xiangxiang was stroking Sha Mao's hand and suddenly felt the urge to slap Mu Ting. How does she resemble this fat cat? She is very thin, okay? Wait, I'm so lazy these days, her clothes are indeed a little tight...
But, but, but, it’s not as fat as this fat cat!
Prince Mu has gone too far! When she was in the capital, she was insinuated that she was fat!
Qin Xiangxiang was about to throw the folding fan back to Mu Ting, but he heard a "bang" next to him, and a wooden basin fell to the ground, pouring dirty water all over the floor.
The young woman looked at her husband with a horrified look on her face.
"What's the matter with you?" The store owner, who had been very gentle to Qin Xiangxiang and the two of them just now, suddenly scolded loudly, "You have dropped it three times this month! This wooden basin is broken!"
The young woman's lips were pale, but she didn't say a word in defense.
"Why don't you quickly pick up the wooden basin and sweep away the dirty water?" The store owner's next words were not so loud, but his tone was extremely disgusting.
The young woman hurriedly bent down to pick up the wooden basin and then fished for the rag, her movements hurriedly.
"What bad luck!" the store owner cursed in a very low voice.
The young woman got a dustpan and a broom and was about to sweep away the dirty water on the ground, but the broom fell off again.
It turned out that the few diners in the store had already left when they scolded the young woman. At this time, only Qin Xiangxiang and Mu Ting were left in the store.
"What's going on with you?" The store owner glanced at Qin Xiangxiang and Mu Ting and asked the young woman while holding back his anger.
The young woman remained silent, only bowed her head and bent down to pick up the broom, and gently swept the dirty water on the ground.
Mu Ting finished the noodle soup quickly and stood up: "Let's go."
He took out a bunch of coins and threw them on the table. Qin Xiangxiang took one last look at the young woman and saw that she was sweeping the water silently, as if she was used to being scolded, so she stood up and walked out.
She was holding the folding fan in her hand, and was about to argue with Mu Ting about the cat on the fan when her shoulder was suddenly grabbed by a big hand, and she was led by Mu Ting into the deep and dark room next to the noodle soup shop. In the alley.
"You..." Qin Xiangxiang was forced to press tightly against the man's thick shoulders, feeling the heat under his clothes.
"Shh." Mu Ting turned around and shushed her.
Are they being followed?
Mu Ting lowered his head slightly and said softly, "There's something wrong with the store."
Qin Xiangxiang was about to ask why something was wrong, when he suddenly heard a muffled sound coming from the store.
