Chinese dining table

Changes and injuries always appear silently, because the injuries and battles happened in real, so the scars are also real.

There are three scratches on Lao He's neck, extending from the ears to the collar, which are easily reminiscent of the claws of a giant bear. If we must say the difference, we can only work hard on the depth of the scars.

A senior medical officer of the Tang Dynasty society sat alone at a simple wonton stand and ate wontons, which was not normal in itself.

However, with the addition of Yunchu and Wenrou, this scene seems very reasonable.

Taking advantage of Yunchu's skill in peeling garlic, Lao He asked, "You whipped all the famous singers and dancers in Pingkangfang?"

Yun Chu put the peeled garlic on the handkerchief, nodded and said: "That's right, who made them climb on Cui Mian's car without eyesight, and didn't take me, the county lord, seriously at all."

"You regard the women in Pingkangfang as your back house? Also, why do you need to peel the garlic when you eat wontons?"

Yun Chu said: "There is garlic on the table, it means that they still sell noodles, the two of us didn't get along to eat seriously all day today, we still eat bowls of noodles to fill our stomachs.

But what's the matter with you, you can still be scratched in the face when you visit a brothel? "

Doctor He took a sip of the wonton soup and said, "Madam caught her. The women in Pingkangfang are gentle and gentle, and they can't do such a thing."

Nodding tenderly and sympathetically, he said: "I got angry with Madam, come to Pingkangfang to calm down, what a real man."

Lao He looked at the candlelit Pingkang Square and shook his head, "I came to the gate of the square and patrolled for a long time, but finally didn't go in."

Gently glanced at Lao He under the candlelight and nodded, "That's right. You are ugly and don't wear official uniforms, and you don't look like a rich man. Those old bustards and teapot heads should ignore you."

Lao He looked at the two men wearing official uniform boots and nodded, "You two still have experience.

What, you didn't go in either? "

While talking, Yunchu and Rourou had already made the oily noodles they ordered at the wonton stand.

The noodles look very good. There are two full bowls with a lot of sesame oil. The spicy noodles have been fried in hot oil. The garlic, sauce and vinegar have also been heated by the hot oil to make the aroma come out. Stir it with chopsticks and put The fried eggs with noodles and the green rapeseed are all turned over.

He Yipan pushed the wonton aside as soon as he saw the two bowls of noodles, and asked the old couple selling wontons to get him a bowl of noodles to eat.

"If you are not a regular customer, you can't eat this bowl of noodles. Many customers think that the garlic on the noodles will affect their intimacy with those prostitutes, so they don't eat noodles. God knows that the old man is best at noodles, not wontons."

The old man proudly pulled the noodles into the pot, while showing off the skills he stole from the big cafeteria with a thick voice.

Rou Rou took a bite of raw garlic, scratched her ears in a hot way, and said to Yun Chu: "Has this old man worked in a big cafeteria before? Otherwise, this bowl of noodles wouldn't be so authentic."

Yun Chu glanced at the cleanly dressed old woman and said: "It should be that woman who worked in the big cafeteria. When you didn't see the two of us coming over, that old woman wanted to hide her face."

Old He said: "This is obviously stealing, should we arrest them?"

Perhaps the old woman's body trembled violently when she heard Lao He's words, and the movement of stretching noodles was also deformed, and several strands were torn off in a row.

Yun yelled at the old woman, "Roll the noodles well, no one will arrest you, and no one will hold you accountable for learning the craft secretly."

The old woman turned around and thanked, the tall old man quit, and shouted at Yunchu: "This is a handicraft handed down from my family, it has been around for a hundred years."

Facing the aggressive old man, Yun Chu shrunk his neck resolutely, gave the old man a thumbs-up and said, "Okay, your ancestors taught you this thing."

The old man took it for granted, "It's my ancestor's religion."

Rou Rou looked at Yun Chu, who was used to being an ancestor, stuffing noodles into his mouth gulpingly, and had seen him a lot.

This guy is strong when he is strong, and weak when he is weak...

"Chang'an City is not as prosperous as before." Lao He finally ate the noodles, and sighed with emotion while peeling the garlic.

Yun Chu smiled and said: "When the whores in Pingkangfang have their whips healed, when the people have confidence in copper coins again, and when the people feel that they have enough to eat and drink and have money left, Chang'an should start anew. Prosperous."

Lao He stopped eating noodles, looked at Yun Chu and said, "I have suffered a great loss this time, which is why I have scratches on my neck."

Rourou snorted coldly and said: "It seems that you exchanged money for supplies when prices were high?"

While eating noodles, Lao He wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes in silence.

Yun Chu said: "At what price do you hoard the food?"

Old He carefully looked at Yunchu and said in a low voice: "At first, I thought you couldn't bear it anymore, and you collected a lot of things when a bucket of wheat cost [-] yuan.

Unexpectedly, now a bucket of wheat has become eight yuan, and you can buy it casually. "

Speaking of this, Lao He completely lost the intention to eat, two lines of old tears flowed down from his eyes like a fountain, choked up and said to Yunchu: "I have worked hard to make money all these years, and it only took two days to become The poor... Not only is the food worthless, but even a lot of linen I bought was thrown into my hands... There are more than 1000 catties of salt in the house, three large jars of vinegar, and I even bought two hundred dendrobium of lamp oil... …all bought when prices were highest.

When I bought it, I used the favor of my boss... I also owed Lao Huang a lot of copper coins. Recently, Lao Huang chased me for it... I know he is just embarrassing me... But I just want to cry for no reason... "

Seeing Lao He's tears falling into the rice bowl in clusters, Yun Chu's eyes were watery. He has also experienced this kind of experience... The 80 wife's money was thrown into the stock market to buy the largest real estate company stock... Then, He has no money to marry a wife.

The money was earned by him writing speeches and materials for the leaders day and night, and racking his brains... All the money was gone at once. At that time, he also cried.

He was crying while hiding under the quilt, and he would tell others with a smile during the day that money is a bastard, and we can earn nonsense without it.

Lao He is a doctor, a doctor who likes money very much, but is unwilling to insult his profession by tampering with medicinal materials.

The way he has made money these years is very simple, relying on the gifts given by the patients' families. In order to get more and better gifts, Lao He's attitude towards patients is simply impeccable.

It's obviously difficult for this guy to make money, but he just likes big ostentation. He and his wife brought all the people from their hometown to Chang'an.

As a result, after a few days of good life, this group of people couldn't lower their bodies to do their old jobs. It was easy to find jobs in Chang'an City, so a large group of people gathered around Lao He to eat him.

As for the salary he received from this official position as a medical judge, it was difficult to describe in words, and it seemed that Yunchu had not received the salary from the Emperor of Tang Dynasty for a long, long time.

Seeing that Yunchu was silent, Wenrou threw the empty bowl on the table with a bang, and said to Lao He: "Tomorrow, I will take the things that your family has hoarded and send them to Lu's at the price of 150 yuan for grain." , their family will definitely accept it.”

Old He wiped his tears and said, "I can't afford to offend Lu Ting."

Yun Chu said indifferently: "It's okay, I will send the scribes from Wannian County to go with you tomorrow."

Lao He grabbed Yun Chu's hand and said, "Otherwise..."

Yun Chu patted Lao He's hand and said, "Your medical skills are unparalleled, and you have cured countless patients. Do you know the value of subordinates?"

Old He repeatedly nodded and said: "The Lu family doesn't dare to provoke you now, why not go to the Cui family to sell it, presumably they dare not refuse."

She smiled gently and said: "The Cui family has already surrendered to the end, so it's not good to continue to persecute, but it's the Lu family... Hehehe, their family still needs to continue to persecute."

Old He nodded heavily and said, "No one in the family is good."

After rejecting Lao He's strong invitation to the two of them to go to Pingkangfang for a visit, and returning to Zhuque Street, the two parted ways and went home.

When Yunchu returned home, it was already very late. Although the strict curfew is no longer implemented in Chang'an City, the bad people on the street and the patrolling Jinwu guards will still urge the idle night walkers to go home early .

Yu Xiurong didn't sleep, and when she saw her husband came back, she prepared to ask the kitchen to heat up the food again.

"No need, I ate a big bowl of good noodles on the street."

Yu Xiurong whispered: "My husband doesn't seem to be happy about this big victory?"

Yun Chu said: "Those who do great things don't care about the small details, but they don't know that all the truths are actually in the small details."

Yu Xiurong brought a hot towel and said, "Sir, do you want to start small in the future?"

Yun Chu shook his head and said, "If I don't do big things, no one will do big things. In fact, what I'm best at is doing small things."

"Like what my husband used to do in Jinchangfang?"

"Yes, just like what I used to do in Jinchangfang, starting from brick by brick, stitch by stitch, one person by one thing, that's how I seem to be able to do things."

"Mo Dao Jinchang's pool is shallow, and watching fish is better than Taohua River. Although these two lines of poems are simple and plain, they clearly express the high-spirited appearance of my husband back then.

Husband, if you are too tired, you might as well take a good rest for a while. "

Yun Chu wiped his face with a hot towel, pondered for a moment and said, "What am I in this Tang Dynasty?"

Before Yu Xiurong could answer, Naha in a red dress suddenly appeared in front of the window and said, "My elder brother is a hero."

Yun Chu looked at Na Ha and smiled, "Whose hero is it?"

Naha drew a big circle in the air with her hands and said, "He is the hero of the people in Chang'an City. Although they don't know it, I know it, my sister-in-law knows it, and Master Xuanzang also said that my elder brother's merits are immeasurable."

Yun Chu let out a long sigh and said, "Fortunately, I still have a good wife and a good girl, otherwise I would be tortured to death in this Tang Dynasty."

"Aye, there are us."

Yun Chu lowered his head to look at his son and daughter, couldn't help laughing, hugged them both at once, kissed their cheeks left and right and laughed loudly: "Indeed, there are still you."