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Chapter 33 Isn't this just dry wood and fire?

The contract is in duplicate.

Yang Xuan and Han Ying sat side by side in front of the desk, and Han Ying picked up the writing brush to sign.

"Give."

Yang Xuan took the brush with her temperature and swiped it away.

"Okay, okay!" Wang Shun applauded from the side, "It will be a family from now on."

"Wait." Yang Xuan stopped Han Ying, who was about to get up, and handed over her contract in her puzzled eyes.

"Do what?"

"exchange."

After a change, Yang Xuan became the partner of the Hoto shop.

"By the way, what's this called?" Han Ying still missed that bowl of nondescript but delicious pasta.

"Lan... Yuanzhou Ramen."

Yang Xuan wanted to sew his mouth shut.

"Okay, Wang Shun, let's make a plaque, I'm going to make a big fight!"

……

"Lang Jun."

When he got home, Yang Xuan saw Cao Ying carrying a cloth banner and preparing to go out.Five characters are written on the flag.

- Hope for good luck.

"Are you... hopeful? You can still make a fortune..."

Yang Xuan grabbed the cloth banner, kneaded it and handed it to Yi Niang, "wash it clean, then come back and make socks for me."

Yi Niang covered her mouth, trembling all over, "Yes, Lang Jun."

Cao Ying said warmly: "Lang Jun, this old man is good at looking at breath..."

"Have you seen the good fortune of honoring the emperor many years ago?" Yang Xuan entered the room.

He is testing.

Yi Niang is okay to say, a woman.But Yang Xuan couldn't figure out Cao Ying's details, so he took this opportunity to try it out.

If Cao Ying was furious and then quarreled with herself, or even went a step further... then this person must not be kept.

He is also waiting.

Cao Ying took the initiative to come, so it was still respectful.

If he ignores it, then the respect of this person is hypocritical.

Footsteps came from behind.

"What Langjun said is very true." Cao Ying's voice was still as warm as jade, "It's just... the old man is incompetent and cannot farm and support Langjun."

He didn't see Yang Xuan raising his eyebrows with his back to him.

"You don't need to feed me." Yang Xuan turned around, "I can feed you."

Cao Ying bowed her head, "Yes."

Turning his head, he looked for Yi Niang, "Lang-Jun said he can support us. Besides, Lang-Jun is not such a violent person, he is just testing the old man."

"Is it bad?" Yi Niang rolled her eyes.

Cao Ying sighed, "Next time Langjun wants to stab the old man, try the old man's loyalty..."

Yi Niang raised her head and smiled charmingly.

"I'll give Lang Jun a knife."

The next day, Yang Xuan went to Guozijian and said before going out, "That...it's okay to go to that houto shop to see if they secretly got the copper coins out, remember."

The two were confused.

Yang Xuan walked out of the house and stopped suddenly, "Oh, by the way, the name has been changed over there."

The two looked at each other.

"What did Lang Jun do?"

The two quietly went to the hoto shop outside the two alleys.

The alley is quiet, and occasionally climbing vines can be seen on the walls.A bird was standing on the wall dozing off, startled by the footsteps of the two, gave them a blank look, and flew away immediately.

Before reaching the place, across a wall, I heard noise.

"Why is this hoto so delicious?"

"It's called Wonju Ramen."

"It's so delicious."

"Even the soup is so delicious."

When the two walked out of the alley, they saw that there were people standing outside the houto shop, and there were also people sitting around several tables. sweat.

"This..." Cao Ying looked up and saw four big characters written on a plaque, "Yuanzhou Ramen."

There was a rustling noise inside, I don't know what he was doing, that Wang Shun was very vigilant and didn't allow anyone to approach.

Even if the two of them just had breakfast, they still have one bowl each.

"tasty."

"It tastes familiar to me."

Yi Niang put down her chopsticks and ran home.

When Cao Ying returned home, she saw Yi Niang holding a bowl in a daze outside the kitchen.

"What's the matter?"

Yi Niang handed over the bowl, "This is Lang Jun's leftover soup from yesterday. I used the bowl to hold it. I didn't move, but I smelled some fragrance. Come and smell it."

Cao Ying came over and lowered her head to sniff.

"Isn't that what the Wonju Ramen tastes like?"

"It turned out that Lang Jun did it?"

……

When Yang Xuan arrived in Guozijian, he felt a sense of frustration.

He asked Bao Dong to inquire.

"Hey!" Bao Dong sighed, "If you say that you want to cut the money and food by half, wouldn't that mean people will starve to death."

Yang Xuan looked at Qiao Huiyan.

"Bao Dong, you're spreading rumors again!" Qiao Huiyan snorted coldly, and then looked at Yang Xuan slightly, "The Ministry of Household said that the corpse of the Imperial Prison is a vegetarian meal, but it costs the country money every year, so I cut [-]% of the money. reduce."

Bao Dong coughed dryly, "I saw all the people buying in the cafeteria crying in the morning. I guess our food is going to be unpalatable."

At lunch, the quality of the food was indeed lowered, with less meat and less oil, but the staple food was still eaten openly.

For Yang Xuan, this kind of treatment is already excellent.

He had enough to eat and drink, but Ning Yayun and the others were not in the mood to eat.

The duty room was full of professors and assistants.

Ning Yayun smiled slightly, but there was no wrinkle in the corner of her eyes, "Everyone."

Everyone shook their tails as a response, Ning Yayun smiled bitterly, thinking that the ancestors set the direction of cultivation back then, but have thought about the current situation.

"The Ministry of Household said that the corpse of the Imperial Prison will eat a vegetarian meal..."

The following professors and teaching assistants were outraged and criticized the stupidity of the Ministry.

In terms of eloquence, who is the Guozijian afraid of?
Professional jokes for thousands of years, vertical and horizontal in the world, no match!

clank!

The sound of the violin sounded, and everyone probably didn't like it, and slapped their tails angrily.

Ning Yayun looked at them, a little discouraged, "Think about it, let's go!"

He waved his hand, and everyone hurried away as if receiving amnesty.

Only An Ziyu remained.

"Inaction and inaction, now it doesn't matter." An Ziyu said angrily: "You are used to it!"

Ning Yayun picked up the water glass and said lightly: "After practicing the practice of metaphysics, this temperament will gradually change. Otherwise, how do you think those metaphysics seniors can meditate in deep mountains and old forests for decades?"

An Ziyu turned the ruler between his fingers and whistled, and said dissatisfiedly, "What does the Ministry of Household mean?"

Ning Yayun's jade-like face had a tinge of blood, "This matter has nothing to do with the Ministry of Households, it's just that some people want to put people in the Imperial Prison."

"Dream!" An Ziyu stood up suddenly, "So that's it, thief!"

She looked at Ning Yayun, "Sacrificing wine, whose idea is it?"

Ning Yayun raised her glass to her lips and took a sip with a calm demeanor.He put down the water glass, got up and walked to the window.

"Four surnames in a family, and that Supreme."

An Ziyu couldn't help but stunned, and then saw the sacrificial wine, known for his flawless manners, take a step back and scolded contemptuously out the window.

"Miss Ganni!"

A gust of wind blew in from the window and ruffled his temples.The wind then swept across the table and gently brushed the water glass.

A pile of porcelain powder and a pool of tea were silently added to the table.

……

Walking on the street, Yang Xuan couldn't help but feel envious as he watched those carriages and horses move slowly.

Before he was ten years old, he could still ride in an ox cart. After ten years old, he could only watch other children sit on the ox cart and laugh at him.

He was also very depressed at first, but gradually became numb.It's not yours, what's the use of your envy?It is more practical to go hunting in the mountains and save some private money.

A large section of the wall on the right is broken, and behind a row of stalls, mostly women and old people are standing.

"Come and buy it! The best fruit."

"Rice cake from Yuanzhou!"

A girl is shouting.

"how much is it?"

The rice cakes are firm and the color is right.

"Ten dollars a dollar."

Years of accumulation, coupled with the good weather in recent decades, has led to very low prices in Datang.

Ten pieces of rice cakes are quite a lot, and a cloth bag has to be bought with extra money.

"I'll return the cloth bag tomorrow." Yang Xuan was unwilling to buy a useless cloth bag to go home. The girl argued with him for a while, and stared at him gasping for breath, with a feeling of being a rival.Nodding for a long time, "I've never seen someone like you!"

Yang Xuan went back first and put down the rice cake.Yi Niang and Cao Ying were not there.

When he arrived in Wannian County, Zhang Gu finally stopped blocking the door, but he was still a little resentful.

Yang Xuan just smiled slightly.

Before the age of ten, Yang Xuan had a good life. When he went to people in the village, the watchdog would wag his tail.After he was ten years old, his situation changed greatly. When he went again, the dogs barked fiercely at him.

He didn't blame the dogs, because he knew it was the owner's attitude that changed them.

Just as he wouldn't blame this palm guard at the moment.

In the duty room, Tang Xiaonian was scratching his head, and Wen Xinshu said worriedly from the side: "Tang Shuai, your hair..."

Bah!
Tang Xiaonian looked at the dozens of long hairs that fell on the map, and couldn't help but sighed and slapped Wen Xinshu.

Sometimes don't expose people's shortcomings, you are kind, but others will be angry and angry with you.

Tang Xiaonian glanced at Zhao Guolin, lowered his head and asked, "Old Zhao, look at my hair, but it's thinning?"

Zhao Guolin, who was holding Ma Lan in a daze, raised his eyes and glanced at it, and said calmly: "Shang Ke, it's still a little bit more from becoming a monk."

Tang Xiaonian was stunned for a moment, just as Yang Xuan came in, he put aside the topic that made him sad.

The four sat down.

"Jin Wuwei asked carefully before, and we also went to the workshop to ask, to make sure that the fingerprint was there first, but why are those spies like this?"

Tang Xiaonian stretched out his hand and scratched his head, stopped halfway, and said angrily: "Mother, don't scratch your heart."

Zhao Guolin seldom spoke, and he was speechless when he looked at the map at the moment.

Wen Xinshu came up with a few ideas and was slapped again.

"Yang Xuan, tell me."

Tang Xiaonian was very kind, which made Wen Xinshu a little melancholy.But Yang Xuan rescued him, so even if Tang Xiaonian married his daughter to Yang Xuan, he had nothing to say, and he had to give his heartfelt blessings.

In fact, Yang Xuan has been thinking about this all the time, and has an experience.

"Is there something wrong with that family? Otherwise, how would you not know that the house was dug and buried more than ten boxes of property?"

Tang Xiaonian nodded, "I've been arrested. I've been tortured a while ago. The woman and child were not there that night, but I didn't know it. The man in charge, Wang Erlang, killed him and didn't say anything. He just complained."

Wen Xinshu said, "He's a tough guy."

Zhao Guolin said indifferently: "If he confessed to his death, the family will be exiled. If he does not confess, he will only die."

Tang Xiaonian said faintly: "The most troublesome thing is... the deputy general of Jin Wuwei found a relationship and said that Jin Wuwei was willing to take over."

Wen Xinshu said bitterly, "This is to take the opportunity to take revenge!"

Zhao Guolin said: "There is no way to stop the pressure of the mountains."

"I want to pry open Wang Erlang's mouth!"

Tang Xiaonian got up, "Yeah, I don't believe it anymore."

A little official came from outside the door and brought Huang Wenzun's instructions.

"Ming Fu said that this matter is of great importance. If you can't find out, then hand it over to Jin Wuwei."

Tang Xiaonian was like an ant on a hot pan.

His hair fell slowly, and Wen Xinshu looked at the top of his head melancholy, worried that his husband would be bald in the future.

"Then Wang Erlang is not afraid of death, how can he ask for a confession?"

Even Zhao Guolin frowned.

In the gloomy cloud, Yang Xuan said, "Maybe I can think of a way."

"What way?"

The three suddenly stood up.

"Guozijian." Yang Xuan remembered Bao Dong once muttering, saying that Zhong would have any way to ask for a confession, so being a student of this professor is very risky, and lying is easy to be asked.

And Guozijian is looking for credit at the moment, isn't this... dry wood and fire?

(End of this chapter)