Bao Guowei took An Shuzhen to the morning market in the east of Wusu City.
Chen Hongliang understood and did not follow, but stayed at An's house.
Although everything has been taken care of, if a person disappears out of thin air, it is still very easy to be discovered.
Bao Guowei bought two Goubuli steamed buns and two cups of warm milk.
The name "Goubuli Baozi" is interesting. It was originally a meat bun that beat a dog - and never came back, which shows that dogs love to eat meat buns. But this dog ignores buns and even dogs, so why is it so famous?
"Ha ha!"
Seeing An Shuzhen laughing heartily, Bao Guowei said angrily: "Why are you laughing? Am I right?"
"Not only is it wrong, every sentence is right!"
"Then tell me, what is the origin of this Goubuli bun?"
"It is said that during the Daoguang period, there was a bun shop that made buns with honest ingredients and never adulterated them. They tasted sweet but not greasy and had a soft texture. The owner was called Gouzi."
"Because the steamed buns are so delicious, more and more people come to eat them. The boss Gouzi is too busy to talk to the customers. So the diners jokingly call him 'Gouzi sells steamed buns - no "Taking care of people', if it goes as planned, it will become like a dog paying no attention to buns!"
Bao Guowei broke open the bun in his hand, and the juice burst out.
When you take a bite, the meat filling is dense and flavorful, the bun skin is soft and delicious, and the juice splashes everywhere in your mouth, forming a unique meat flavor.
"I didn't expect Goubuli Baozi to have such an origin. An Shuzhen, you know so much!"
Hearing Bao Guowei's praise, An Shuzhen was extremely proud. She raised her eyebrows and showed more charm. Compared with the fear and fear of being grounded two days ago, today she felt relaxed and happy that she had not experienced in a long time.
After the two had finished breakfast, Bao Guowei was about to ride to Housuan Mountain to assist Liu Qiwa. An Shuzhen wanted to follow, but the situation was urgent and she might not be able to help.
"Why can't I help?"
Bao Guowei joked: "Okay, okay, I know you are a heroine! It's just that this matter is too small and there is no need for you, a great hero."
An Shuzhen knew that Bao Guowei was treating her like a child, but she was not an unreasonable person.
"Okay then! Be careful. Since they dare to do such a thing, it means they are definitely not unprepared."
Now that An Shuzhen has been settled, there is no need to worry. Now it is time to return to Housuan Mountain and capture Mrs. An and Liu Lianhu, plus the 50,000 yuan in one fell swoop!
However, in order to add a little more insurance to this operation, Bao Guowei had to go to another place first.
Since the last time he resolved the Royce matter, Bao Guowei has never been to the former commander-in-chief's house. As for the manuscript of "Wu Po Shang Qian", he has always asked Li Yaohui to deliver it on his behalf.
Bao Guowei asked the guard to announce, and after waiting for two minutes, Wu Jiqing came out to greet him.
"Master Wu, you are well here!" Bao Guowei bowed his hands and said respectfully.
Wu Jiqing returned the gift.
"Brother Bao, we are all brothers, why are you so polite? Come on! Come in."
"Brother Bao, you make me miss you so much! I heard that you are good at writing novels, and your attainments in Chinese studies are also quite impressive. I really want to ask for your advice!"
Bao Guowei waved his hand and said, "It's okay, Master Wu, you are really ridiculous."
"You don't know yet, right? Those two little poems you wrote caused a sensation throughout Wusu City! People who come and go copy it, and you are now a famous poet in the south of the Yangtze River!"
Only then did Bao Guowei realize that the two poems he had written in competition with Qin Yun in the Qin Mansion were originally composed by everyone. They were both epoch-making works. Now that they are published, they will naturally create a sensation.
Now that I think about it, comparing these two poems to Qin Yun's two miscellaneous poems is really a waste of time. Bao Guowei could have written something better than him.
"The night gave me black eyes, but I used them to look for light... wonderful! wonderful!"
Wu Jiqing held a folding fan, shook his head and started chanting, the braids on his head flicking, and the eyes of his small black-rimmed glasses started to purr.
Bao Guowei had no time to chat with him, so he got straight to the point: "Master Wu, is the former Marshal in the mansion?"
"Ouch! This is not a coincidence. Marshal Yuan happened to be away from the house. He went to seal the deal."
"Oh? That's not good."
"Who did I think it was? Master Wu, who usually has his nose turned up to the sky, was so humbled. It turned out to be Bao Guowei!"
Hearing his voice before seeing him, Bao Guowei looked in the direction of the voice and saw a rough man in military uniform emerging from the courtyard. At a glance, he saw that this was Adjutant Hua.
Faced with Adjutant Hua's sarcasm, Wu Jiqing's face turned ugly and he said angrily: "Haha, Adjutant Hua, what you said is biased, right? We are all working for the former commander-in-chief. There is no distinction between superior and inferior. You Does this mean we two are ignorant?"
Adjutant Hua ignored him, walked directly to Bao Guowei, and shouted, "What are you doing here? You're just a low-life writer who writes novels. How dare you come here, given your face?"
The tone of his gritted teeth was full of threats. Bao Guowei was at least a dozen years younger than him, but he was not timid at all.
"Adjutant Hua, I think you are not ready to replace the former commander-in-chief, right? Don't think that you will be the former commander-in-chief when the former commander-in-chief is not here."
"you!"
Adjutant Hua was furious. Among the three people present, he was the only one who was a martial artist and a father-in-law. If it was about words, he would definitely not be able to compare with them.
He took out his Mauser C96 directly from the gun box and said angrily: "Brother! Don't be so shameless!"
Wu Jiqing hurriedly stopped him and began to mediate as a peacemaker. Bao Guowei didn't want to make the matter a big deal, but a martial artist who casually pulled out a gun really made him angry.
"You're shameless, what's wrong? Don't forget, this is the former Marshal's Mansion, not your Adjutant Hua's territory."
Bao Guowei wasn't angry either, he was just angry, which completely angered Adjutant Hua.
Just when the situation was getting out of hand, a beautiful figure appeared in front of Bao Guowei.
"Huh? Yuan Jinshu?"
I saw Yuan Jinshu wearing a light blue cheongsam, "simple and elegant, without any heavy makeup, talking and laughing freely". In the lightness, he had an elegant temperament and quite a charm, which made Bao Guowei couldn't help but be moved by it. .
That waist is so soft, so soft that it doesn't feel too full to hold, just like a willow branch in the spring breeze.
The figure showed mature charm, but when Yuan Jinshu saw Bao Guowei, he smiled slightly, with lovely dimples and watery eyes, and his eyes were like water, and they were gentle for a thousand years.
"Bao Guowei! Why are you here?"
Bao Guowei told the truth, "Miss Yuan, I'm here to see Marshal Yuan."
