Of course, there are no big restaurants in Suluo City on both sides of the road. There are only teahouses for pedestrians to rest and simple food such as fried rice or noodles.
Qingqing parked the donkey cart in a secluded patch of weeds, took Zhao Rang a few steps forward, and saw a tea shed.
There were quite a lot of people in the tea shed, all of them were pedestrians, most of them were on two legs, and there were very few people even riding horses, let alone riding cars.
Zhao Rang and Ximen Dazhuang had been to this tea shed once before and knew what kind of food the food here was, so they had no hope at all.
It took me a while to wake up, and my stomach and intestines also woke up. After the speed just now, I was indeed a little hungry.
As soon as the two of them sat down, they caught the eyes of many people in the tea shed.
Of course they were not looking at Zhao Rang.
Qingqing tried her best to dress simply, but it was still difficult to hide her innate appearance and the temperament she had accumulated over time in the Evergreen Garden.
After looking at Qingqing, the eyes in the tea shed naturally shifted to Zhao Rang. It's a pity that Zhao Rang was sitting with his back to them, so he couldn't see the jealousy in these people's eyes.
When the waiter saw a new customer sitting down, he immediately took out two coarse porcelain bowls neatly arranged on the counter, and also brought a pot of hot water and placed them in front of Zhao Rang.
"What do you two want to eat?"
The guys here aren't that polite and won't call a guest officer.
The tea I drank was coarse tea mixed with broken tea leaves and tea stems. It was collected from the teahouse in Suluo City and cost about one yuan per catty.
The difference is that there is a jar of salt on the table.
People who are on the road sweat a lot. When drinking this big bowl of crude tea, they like to add some salt to the tea to replenish their physical strength.
Zhao Rang had been sitting in the carriage and didn't sweat much, but he still pinched a pinch of salt and put it into the tea bowl.
"Do you want noodles or fried rice?"
Qingqing asked Zhao Rang.
Zhao Rang thought for a while and said:
"fried rice."
"Add two more eggs!"
The guy nodded and turned to look at Qingqing.
"me too."
The boy turned back to his work.
In fact, he is the only one who manages the entire tea shed. He is both a waiter and a cook, but he does both well at the same time.
This cannot be achieved by hard work alone.
Guys have to plan what they want to do at every moment without any deviation. For example, it takes a quarter of an hour to boil a pot of water. During the quarter of an hour of waiting for the water to boil, he can crack two eggs, break them up, and prepare fried rice.
If one link in the middle is slow, all subsequent actions will be affected, making it too late.
Therefore, a well-organized guy who can arrange many things at the same time is definitely not an ordinary guy.
Within twelve hours, Zhao Rang has experienced too many unusual things. Now he is even a little numb, thinking that things in this world should be like this, and instead treats the normal things in the past as abnormal.
Fortunately, Zhao Rang's numbness did not lead to any serious consequences this time.
One of the reasons was of course the girl Qingqing sitting opposite him.
As a member of the Suluo City Investigation Department, on the first floor, and having stayed in Changchun Garden for so long, even if she didn't know how to punch, she still had a vision that far surpassed that of others.
Qingqing didn't have any doubts until the waiter fried two bowls of egg fried rice and placed them on the table.
After saying thank you to the waiter, Qingqing took out two pairs of chopsticks from the chopstick cage on the table, wiped them with a handkerchief, and handed them to Zhao Rang.
"A little salty..."
Zhao Rang took a mouthful of rice, swallowed it with difficulty, smacked his lips and said.
Qingqing didn't say anything and replied calmly:
"Drink tea."
Zhao Rang frowned, and was about to ask Qing Qing why she had such an attitude towards him, but suddenly realized that he didn't seem to treat her very well after waking up from the carriage, so he chose to express his dissatisfaction abruptly. Swallow it, take a sip of tea, and eat the fried rice.
Anyway, it's the same when you eat it in your stomach, and the taste in your mouth will pass quickly.
Zhao Rang comforted himself a few words and ate up the pointed bowl of egg fried rice very quickly.
Qingqing looked at the bottom of Zhao Rang's empty bowl in surprise.
She never expected that Zhao Rang would eat so quickly, let alone that Zhao Rang would finish the bowl of fried rice.
But Qingqing didn't say anything, nor did she speed up. Zhao Rang had no choice but to drink tea one bowl at a time, until the pot of water ran out, and the tea stems in the coarse porcelain bowl were brewed until they were almost colorless.
"Sister, let's take a rest here!"
When Zhao Rang was bored, two people galloped over on the pipeline next to him.
Both of them were wearing the Taoist robes of Baihe Mountain, holding a sword in one hand and a rein in the other.
The Taoist nun, who was called Senior Sister, had a gloomy face, and there was a coldness between her brows and eyes that could repel people thousands of miles away.
But the little Taoist nun who just spoke was completely opposite to her. A pair of round eyes were embedded in the oval face. After the horse stopped, the eyes opened wide and looked at all kinds of people in the tea shed.
"Dismount, don't you want to drink tea?"
The senior sister has dismounted and tied the reins to a wooden stake at the door of the tea shed. However, the junior sister was still looking around on the horse, which could not help but arouse her dissatisfaction.
Zhao Rang felt strange when he saw it.
It was obviously this junior sister who wanted to come to the tea shed to rest. Why was she so hesitant now that she was at the door?
"Ahem!"
Seeing that Zhao Rang was staring at the two Taoist nuns, Qingqing couldn't help but cough softly as a reminder.
After all, the purpose of their trip was to go to Baihe Mountain, and Zhao Rang was still a wanted criminal. The tea shed was full of people on their way, dusty and dusty. Zhao Rang was sitting with his back to him again, and no one saw any clues.
But these two Taoist nuns from Baihe Mountain are not ordinary passers-by in the tea shed. Besides, their head teacher Bai Hezi has the same status as Zhao Rang.
In view of Bai Hezi's status in Baihe Mountain, except for a few high-level officials who knew about it, the disciples in Baihe Mountain must not be in a good mood, including the two people who came towards him.
"Can you take a good look at it when you get up the mountain?"
Qingqing finally couldn't help it and spoke out against Zhao Rang.
Zhao Rang smiled, withdrew his gaze, and argued:
"Didn't I know about it in advance? Although Baihe Mountain is famous, I have never been there. The only Taoist priest I have come into contact with is Taoist Master Bai Hezi, and he is still on the first floor. It's not like you don't know!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was only a "pop" sound.
The cold-faced senior sister slapped the sword on the table where Zhao Rang was sitting, while staring straight at him.
"You just mentioned our Headmaster."
Zhao Rang didn't react for a while and looked up blankly to look at him.
"Are you from Suluo City?"
"how do you know?"
After hearing this, the senior sister sat down directly at the table and said with a sneer:
"Your face is everywhere in the city, how do I know?"
She spoke loudly and did not shy away from those around her. One stone stirred up a thousand waves. The passers-by in the tea shed had already lost interest in Zhao Rang and Qing Qing, but now they focused their attention again.
Only the junior sister was several times slower to react. Seeing the senior sister sitting at Zhao Rang's table, she thought the two were friends, so she hurried over with a tea bowl and smiled at Zhao Rang.
