Duan Er chuckled and looked at the woman's pretty face greedily: "I just have a crush on you, what's wrong? I can't stand the waste in the land of fireworks, but I can't stand it! Tell me, how much will you pay? Are you willing to obey me? As long as you make an offer, I won’t hesitate!”
At this moment, two young knights in brilliant clothes tied their horses at the door and walked slowly into the store, hearing Duan Er's words clearly. The two of them looked at the woman first, and then looked at Duan Er. They saw that Duan Er looked like a human and was wearing luxurious robes, but he turned out to be a steward of a prince's palace. The man didn't say anything, but just walked to the table on the other side facing the street and sat down.
One of the young men in brocade clothes with a slightly dark complexion sat calmly and knocked on the table: "Seller, two bowls of tofu puffs and two lamb liver dumplings."
He just sits there with such a majestic look, but he has a strong momentum of his own. There are bright-eyed people in the store, and his family is all in the officialdom. Naturally, he knows that this is the unique power of the superior...
The woman came to greet her. Naturally, she was a village woman with a blind eye. She had no choice but to swallow the curse words on her lips and said with a stiff face: "You two distinguished guests, please wait a moment. We will be here soon."
Another tough-looking young man in brocade clothes suddenly said, "Is there any sugarcane syrup?"
The woman was stunned: "Of course there is, but..."
The young man said, "Go and get it yourself. The price is easy to tell."
"Here."
The woman was suspicious, what could she do with sugarcane pulp? But I didn't dare to ask more questions. Anyway, it seemed that the owner was not short of money, so he let him go.
After a while, the woman came out of the back kitchen and brought out two bowls of snow-white and crystal-clear tofu curd, and then two fragrant yellow and orange dumplings. She placed a jar of sugarcane syrup in front of the tiger-headed boy, and finally brought out a pottery Can, use a spoon to scoop out the prepared stewed soup from it, and first pour it into the bowl of tofu brains in front of Fang Jun. He was about to pour a spoonful of it to the young boy with a tiger head and a tiger head, but he stopped him.
I saw him pick up the jar containing sugarcane syrup, use the spoon inside to scoop out a full spoonful of sugarcane syrup and pour it on the tofu. He smiled and said to the woman, "Thank you very much."
Then he picked up the tofu nao, took a big bite, and narrowed his eyes with satisfaction.
The tofu curd is still sweet and delicious!
But he didn't realize that Fang Jun's face turned green...
"lay down!"
Fang Jun shouted suddenly.
Jiang Guhu was startled, his hands trembled, and he almost knocked the bowl over. He raised his head and asked in confusion: "What did you put down?"
Fang Jun looked serious: "Put down the bowl!"
Jiang Guhu glanced at Fang Jun, lowered his head at the bowl, and said suspiciously: "This tofu noodle... is poisonous?"
Is it possible that someone wants to kill me?
No, there are only a few enemies in this world. They are all practicing the Way of Heaven in the deep mountains and swamps, eating wind and drinking dew. How could they go to this small market town above Lishan Mountain to poison themselves?
But Fang Jun stood up directly, reached out to pick up the porcelain bowl in front of him, walked to the door, turned left, and buried a bowl of tofu with tree roots. The two horses snorted and started eating happily.
Jiang Guhu looked serious.
Really poisonous?
But when Fang Jun came back with the bowl, the two horses had already licked the bowl of tofu clean, and turned to swish their tails to nibble the grass on the side, looking very high-spirited, and there was nothing wrong with them...
Jiang Guhu asked in astonishment: "It's not poisonous?"
Fang Jun snorted: "It's worse than being poisonous."
He sat down and said to the woman, "Put another bowl in."
"well……"
The woman didn't know why she fed a good bowl of tofu to the horse.
But he didn't dare to ask. This dark-faced young master was too powerful and must be rich or noble. He quickly turned around and filled another bowl and put it on the table.
Fang Jun pointed to the clay pot: "Add braised soup."
"well."
Ladle a ladle of stewed soup and add it to the bowl.
Fang Jun breathed a sigh of relief, his whole body was enlightened, and he nodded to Jiang Guhu: "Eat."
Jiang Guhu was confused. He looked at Tofu Nao, then at Fang Jun, and asked, "Why?"
"Snoring"
After taking a sip of tofu pudding, Fang Jun licked the corners of his mouth happily and said, "How can you eat something sweet like tofu pudding? It has to be salty!"
In his previous life, whenever he saw someone eating sweet tofu pudding, he felt incredible, as if there were countless caterpillars crawling all over his body. Unexpectedly, in the Tang Dynasty, there were still people eating sweet tofu pudding!
As we all know, although sugar was not an absolute luxury product in ancient times, due to the difficulty of refining it, it was extremely expensive and ordinary people could not afford it, so only wealthy people could reserve some. The sugar sold on the street is all sugar cane transported from Panyu and other places, and the sugar cane pulp obtained after simple processing...
Therefore, when Fang Jun thought about it, sweet tofu pudding should not have appeared in the Tang Dynasty. It was too luxurious, and... I just couldn't understand it. Can something like tofu pudding be eaten if it is sweet?
Salty is the way to go!
All sweethearts are heretics!
Jiang Guhu was stunned, with a confused look on his face, and said nonchalantly: "You threw away that bowl... just because you don't want anyone to eat sweet tofu nao?"
Fang Jun nodded and said solemnly, "Yes!"
I "ran" your head!
Is this person sick?
Does it have anything to do with you whether I eat something salty or something sweet?
Jiang Guhu was very angry.
Yes, whatever is salty is salty, follow others to get angry, don’t do anything wrong...
Seeing Jiang Guhu fuming but having to swallow his anger, Fang Jun had a great heart, and he must pursue the sweethearts fiercely and persevere!
After taking two bites, he asked again: "Where did you learn how to eat sugarcane syrup from Tofu Nao family?"
These days, the sugar-making technology is very backward, so very few people eat sugar, and eating tofu with sugar is even unheard of. Fang Jun feels that he should go back to the source and completely annihilate this evil trend, so as not to confuse the world and leave its poison for thousands of years!
Jiang Guhu said angrily: "When I was practicing in Lingnan, I met a Taoist senior and learned from him how to eat it. I thought it tasted good, so I often ate it like this."
When Fang Jun heard this, he was immediately heartbroken: "It's simply heresy and unreasonable! How can a thing like tofu be eaten sweet? It's the way of heaven to make the chicken watch the night and the raccoon watch the mouse, each performing their own duties. Tofu The brain must be salty!”
Jiang Guhu has a black line on his face. He just ate tofu. What does that matter to you?
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Duan Er on the side was interrupted by two young men in brocade clothes, but he did not dare to be too ostentatious. After all, there were as many dignitaries as dogs in Guanzhong. You wouldn't know if you knocked down an old man while walking.
Moreover, these two people have extraordinary aura, especially the dark-faced young man. He is sitting there and doing nothing, but he is like Yuan Tingyue, with extraordinary aura, which makes him very afraid.
However, seeing the strange movements of the black-faced boy and listening to the strange conversation between the two, Duan Er suddenly felt incredible...Isn't this person a stick man?
What does it matter whether this tofu is sweet or salty?
are you crazy……
Then he despised it.
Then I saw the woman's slim figure and pretty face that still had charm, and my heart suddenly started to burn with fire again. Such decent housewives from decent families are the most rare and rare, and those singers who are welcomed and sent to the brothels, How can it be compared?
I just like to see such good housewives being put on the bed by various means, and then humiliating them with various secret techniques...
Duan Er's heart was burning. He stared at the woman's high chest and asked with a shy face: "How about it, have you thought about it carefully? What's the hope of living with that cripple in your family? I'm afraid that when I get to the kang at night, I'll have to wait on you all. Not happy, right? Hahaha..."
The woman's pretty face turned red and she glared angrily: "My husband followed Duke Wei to exterminate the Turks and fought with the enemy outside the fortress, and that's why he became disabled. Even though he was only promoted through meritorious service, how can you be allowed to sacrifice your life and blood for His Majesty? Are you talking filth here and humiliating yourself at will?"
The other diners felt a little unbearable when they heard, "Oh, it turns out that this is a family of soldiers, or someone who was injured in the battle and became disabled."
Among the men from Guanzhong who traveled thousands of miles to conquer the Turks with Duke Wei, which one of them is not a well-known man?
He didn't die on the battlefield, but he had to return to the countryside and endure the humiliation of his own people...
Then someone said: "Duan Er, conscience is born from flesh. If this woman is willing to talk to you, we will naturally have nothing to say, but you are going too far to insult a disabled soldier like this."
Duan Er didn't care, but raised his chin and said: "So what? He is just a mud-legged person. Naturally, such a lowly person will go to the battlefield to defend our noble family, otherwise we will have to wait for you. What's the use? Now that I'm disabled, I still dominate such a lovely wife. It's a waste of money! I want to save this woman from the sea of suffering, what's wrong with her?"
Having said this, his face darkened and he said fiercely: "Besides, when will it be your turn to meddle in the affairs of the Duke of Anguo's Mansion?"
Those people were aggrieved, but did not dare to say anything more. It was obvious that the family behind them was far less powerful than Duke Anguo. Even though they were angry, they did not dare to cause trouble for the family because of a country peasant woman...
The woman was so angry that tears welled up in her eyes, and she said angrily: "My men were stained with blood on the battlefield, but they were serving the country and the people. When I come to you, I brought it on myself. Is this what I deserve? Not only that, but my wife and children at home have to be humiliated." ?”
Duan Er was very proud and said: "You are really right! Let me tell you today, if you obey me, everything will be easy, and you will definitely not treat the cripple of your family badly. But if you insist on refusing, hum, believe it If you don’t believe me, why don’t you go back to Jingzhao Mansion and the Ministry of War to accuse you of being a lame man and being a deserter?”
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