But as soon as the old fortune teller saw the second birthday card presented by He Nan, his face suddenly changed, his expression was shocked and frightened, and he gradually felt regretful in his heart.
He originally mustered up the courage to see the fate of this innate miracle, but at the last moment, the curiosity and courage that had accumulated in his chest quickly dried up and dissipated. He seemed to have caught a glimpse of heaven's secret in the inner scene, and a big hand stretched out from the vast sea of clouds in the image and touched his skinny face, and forced his eyes shut.
"Go...go...go!" The old man tore up the birthday card in his hand and pushed He Nan hard to get him out of here. "I've told you a fortune today, you should be satisfied!"
He Nan saw that the old man suddenly seemed to be possessed by a ghost, and couldn't help but be confused as to what was going on. He wanted to break free from the old man's restraints, but found that the old man, who was even thinner than him, was suddenly furious. The force usually made him unable to move, and he could only be at the mercy of the old man.
"This birthday post, this birthday, don't mention it to anyone in the future, and don't show it to anyone! Remember!" The old man kept repeating these words as if he was drunk.
This was also the last thing He Nan heard the old man say before he was kicked out, and his cloudy and bloodshot eyes were deeply imprinted in He Nan's mind.
"What's wrong?" Hongyu, who was kicked out together, was also a little confused. She was admiring the old man's other paintings in the front hall when the owner of the gallery cleared them out inexplicably. "Did you say something again that made the old gentleman angry?"
He Nan carefully recalled the old man's last words - since the old man wouldn't let him mention it to anyone, he didn't tell the truth to Hong Yu, but just casually said: "It's nothing... this old guy doesn't When I knew what was going on, I suddenly went crazy."
"This kind of old man who tells fortunes is so distracted, I'm afraid he has epilepsy." He Nan concluded looking very serious.
Now that they have been kicked out of the art gallery, they can no longer enter even if they have their own goals in mind. He Nan looked at the sky and saw that it was time to meet up with Meng He at the place agreed upon, so he took Hong Yu to the restaurant they had agreed upon.
This restaurant does not look impressive, but according to Meng He, although the store is small, it has a signature skill in cooking noodles. He Nan is a northerner who especially likes noodles. He has not changed his habit for so many years. Meng He heard that I raved about this restaurant’s noodles, so naturally I wanted to give it a try.
When they arrived at the restaurant, Meng He was still missing. The two of them wandered around the county town for a long time. They were already exhausted and hungry, so they had no choice but to go in to eat something.
As soon as the two of them stepped into the store, He Nan's eyes glanced around the lobby. Just as the waiter was about to come up to greet them, He Nan pulled Hong Yu to the table in the innermost corner against the wall and sat down. Only the waiter was left following them pitifully, wanting to interject but having no chance.
"Sir...what would we like to have?" The waiter finally caught the chance to speak and asked hurriedly.
"I heard that the food you cook here is pretty good. Please tell me what you have to say."
"Here we are..." the waiter in the shop said in a long tone, "The meat sauce noodles, braised noodles, and dog meat cold soup noodles outside Guan Guan are the braised noodles, soy noodles, spicy noodles, and the oily noodles and longevity noodles from Zhongyuan. , beef saozi noodles, as well as scallion noodles, fish soup noodles and shrimp oil noodles from the Jiangbia area, as well as intestine noodles, noodles from the South China Sea, and the boatmen’s favorite shrimp wonton noodles... It can be said that it has everything covered. It’s all there.”
Seeing the waiter talking so eloquently, Hongyu was so shocked that she couldn't speak. She quietly poked He Nan's arm and whispered, "Why do I feel that the waiter in this shop is as good as you?"
He Nan nodded seriously, agreed with Hong Yu's words, and replied to the shopkeeper: "Then give me a bowl of hot beef noodles and a bowl of meat sauce noodles first, and give her a bowl of green onions." Oil noodles and two pounds of braised beef."
The waiter nodded, then swung the white scarf draped over him coolly, and reported the name of the dish to the chef at the top of his voice, while Hong Yu's little head turned to He Nan. She looked at He Nan suspiciously: "How do you know I like to eat scallion noodles?"
He Nan smiled enigmatically and said, "I guessed it."
Hong Yu knew that He Nan had not told the truth, and her eyes narrowed like a fox in a painting, scaring him and saying: "Do you know that your current behavior is already very obscene, if you don't tell the truth? …You know what’s going to happen.”
Half a month has passed and he has experienced the embarrassing scene last night. He Nan is no longer afraid of Hong Yu's threats. He knows that Hong Yu will not take action against him. However, he did not want to be regarded as a scumbag at all, so he explained: "Observation and speculation are indispensable."
When Hong Yu heard what He Nan said, she immediately looked at his face warily, as if she wanted to observe something from his face: "Are you lying again? How can you be so magical... What are you doing? Observed, speculated?”
"You are from Yueyue City, right? Yueyue City is located in the Yueyong River Basin. The most representative river surface foods mentioned by the waiter just now are scallion oil noodles, shrimp oil noodles and fish soup noodles. This I have been lucky enough to taste three kinds of noodles - fish soup noodles are steaming hot noodles. You always like cold rather than hot, so I excluded fish soup noodles; shrimp oil noodles are too fishy and the spicy oil is choking, which is not to your taste. Eliminate it; and the last remaining scallion oil noodles are mixed cold noodles, and the taste is also vegetarian, which can be said to be just right - then I think this should be it."
"Wonderful, it's so wonderful..." Hong Yu praised He Nan, but her expression was different, "Last night you said you had no intentions towards me... Does this mean you have no intentions against me? Tell me, how long have you been observing me?"
He Nan leaned his back against the wall and spread his hands to express his helplessness: "I'm not just observing you..." He stretched out a finger to draw a circle in the air, "You know why I choose to sit here Is this the location?”
"Because this is the only place in this small shop where you can see the front and back doors and almost all the diners." He Nan said with a serious face. "It's important... experience."
Hong Yu followed He Nan's words and observed where they were. It was just as He Nan said, the place where they were sitting was the best choice in this small shop. As a result, He Nan's image changed a bit in Hong Yu's heart - he couldn't be said to be tall and majestic, but he was a pretty reliable image.
"It started when I was very young..." He Nan began to recall his experience, "I have developed this habit. I will try to analyze every bit of everyone I pass or stop around. ...walking posture, speech and behavior, expression and deportment..."
"Things that are done in advance will be successful, and things that are not done in advance will be ruined." He Nan explained this. "I don't trust anyone but my own judgment, so it never hurts to be careful."
Only now did Hong Yu understand why the Censor sent him to take on the responsibility of following He Nan. This man was simply a terrifyingly scheming monster - a monster who was good at getting drunk and easily woke up, and pretended to be drunk but woke up. Hongyu had to admit that his experience, which he thought was pretty good, was like a ignorant little white rabbit compared to He Nanlai.
Not long after, a total of three bowls of noodles for the two of them were brought to them by the waiter. He Nan had already started to gobble them up, but Hong Yu kept trying to observe something from He Nan.
"Look." He Nan suddenly raised his head and motioned Hongyu to look at the main entrance of the restaurant. "The guy who just walked in the door."
What caught Hongyu's eyes was a man with a dusty background who came in from the front door of the restaurant. The man had a strong build, much stronger than Meng He, and even compared to Jiang Wenbing. His half-long hair was slightly curly, and the messy ends of it looked very sloppy, but his face was very resolute. , looks like a martial artist.
The hunky-backed man entered the restaurant and didn't talk to anyone. He just found an empty table and sat down, and said something to the waiter hastily. The most conspicuous thing about him was the long cloth bag he carried on his back. The cloth bag wrapped a long pole item and wrapped it in several layers. The man looked around for a moment. Seeing that no one was paying too much attention to him, he gently placed the cloth bag on the ground, but there was a muffled sound of "bang".
But all the deeds of this man fell into the eyes of He Nan and Hong Yu.
"Who do you think he is?" He Nan asked Hong Yu beside him. "You can try to guess using my method."
Hongyu hesitated for a long time before replying slowly: "He is disheveled and unclean. He must be a person living in poverty and poverty. But his body is strong and burly, and he is carrying something similar to Farm tools or weapons...perhaps they belong to farmers working around the county?"
He Nan shook his head and did not take the answer given by Hong Yu seriously at all. Instead, he said with great certainty: "If you ask me to speculate... this person is just like me... he is also a fugitive."
