You don't want to be found out, right?

Chapter 9

Before entering the alley, Yuyao heard the noise of people in the alley.

This alley is not like the previous alley that was full of restaurants, it was all mortal snacks.

Compared with restaurants where you eat full meals, snacks will obviously be more pyrotechnic.

Steaming freshly baked potato cakes, sweet and glutinous roasted sweet potatoes, long-lasting egg cakes, and all kinds of crystal clear crystal cakes, etc.

There is a stall every three or four steps. Although this street is not as spacious as the main road of Zhao Street, it is still large enough to accommodate two carriages. It is even more than a mistake, but it is approaching the afternoon, so the crowds are overwhelming. Almost filled the street.

Most of the children along the street are accompanied by parents and children, or Xiaoqingmei. Looking around, only Yuyao is walking alone on the street.

It is only this time of year that shy young girls dare to come out alone without a curtain.

In the crowd of people, Yuyao saw a very familiar snack.

It was a street vendor run by a young and beautiful lady. There were no elders around, only a half-sized child with a steamed bun.

The little boy stood on the bench and put the cakes made by the young lady into the paper bag with a serious face. The expression on the face with baby fat was especially joyful.

Looking down at the cake in the boy's hand, Yuyao moved his gaze to the little lady who was making the cake.

The soft, waxy and sweet bean paste is wrapped in the crystal clear powder skin, which is quickly turned into the plum-shaped wooden template, and the vivid crystal plum blossom cakes appear on the chopping board.

The air is full of the sweetness of red beans, which seduces many children and pulls their parents and elders over, and then waits anxiously.

Yuyao guessed that the two should be brothers and sisters, the little lady has not pulled her temples, or the daughter's house who has not left the cabinet, and the appearance of the little boy is somewhat similar to the little lady.

The movements of children's cakes are very skilled, and it is not a beginner at first glance.

When Yuyao was about to leave, Yu Guang saw a little girl in the shape of a New Year's picture doll walking through the crowd around the stall.

"Changsheng, Changsheng, I saw Granny Gong's candied fruit on the street, do you want to go?" The little girl seemed to be familiar with it, and tried to abduct the little boy from the stall.

The child named Changsheng looked down at the little girl, and then at his busy sister, who skillfully put the plum blossom cakes into various paper bags, while hesitating whether to speak.

The little lady listened to the little girl's words, looked at the younger brother's somewhat moved expression, stopped what she was doing, snatched the bag from the little boy's hand, carried the little boy off the bench, and then pushed the little boy with her elbow.

"Sister Ye asked you to play, hehe, come on!" The little girl looked at the little lady's things, and immediately took Changsheng's hand happily, "Thank you, Sister Ye, I'll ask Ami to bring Changsheng back in a while. "

Madam Ye glanced at the empty-handed little girl, grabbed two bags from the vendor's cart, and gave one bag of plum cake.

Xiao Changsheng was still in a daze and was carried down by his sister. When he returned to his senses, the little girl had already pulled him out and anxiously wanted to speak: "Guo Gao, cake, no..." SOLD OUT ...

The little girl turned her head and glanced at Changsheng, who was a little shorter than her, and pointed to the long queue lined up on Miss Ye's side, "Sister Ye only made ice plum cakes today. It's over. Mother-in-law doesn't have many candied haws, and if she doesn't go, Goudan will be able to buy all the candied haws by herself."

Xiao Changsheng wanted to say something, and then he was pushed by the little girl, and he forgot to say anything.

The little girl was wearing a cassock and a heart-protecting bell around her neck. At first glance, she was not an ordinary person.On the other hand, the little boy was wearing a lot of patched sackcloth and linen, and his speech was not easy, and he seemed to have a stutter.

The little girl did not go far with the little boy, when Yuyao saw the grandmother Gong who was talking about the little girl.

The straws that were originally filled with candied gourds are now running out, but the surroundings are still crowded with children holding various kinds of food.

This Granny Gong has white hair, but she is still very energetic, her hands and feet are quick and her eyes are very good, she can see Xiao Changsheng coming from a long way, and when he gets close, she will touch the wrinkled and age spots. On Xiao Changsheng's hair cluttered by the crowd.

"Little Changsheng, why are you here today, girl Ye? Is the ice plum cake sold out?"

Granny Gong glanced at the dumb child, took three strawberry candied haws from the straw stick, gave two to Xiao Changsheng, and handed the other one to the little girl who had been pulling on her sleeve, bowed her head and said, "Er Ya. , where is your father?"

The little girl called Erya took the candied gourd, and then muttered subconsciously, "Mother-in-law, I have a name, my name is Tang Youyou! It's not Erya, I have a name!"

"Okay, Erya, where is your father?" The mother-in-law looked at the New Year's picture doll with loving eyes, but what she said on time made Erya jump with anger, "Are you running around again?"

"I didn't. Daddy went to Wanbao Pavilion. He said that I could go to Changsheng to play. I didn't run around!" The little girl was a little exasperated, "I didn't run around!"

Said the little guy and pointed behind him, Yuyao followed her gaze and saw a young cultivator holding a long sword and met her eyes.

The young cultivator's face was calm, but Yuyao felt embarrassed and quickly looked away.

Although there are many monks in Dongshan Town, it is not uncommon for children to be abducted and sold. I am afraid that I will not be regarded as an adult trafficker, right?
As soon as Yuyao looked away, the mother-in-law here smiled and looked at the little girl who was angry as a frog, and coaxed, "Hahahaha, you didn't run around."

After getting the candied gourd, the little girl looked left and right, and suddenly remembered something, she took the iced plum cake in Changsheng's hand, and put it on her mother-in-law's car, "This is the cake from Sister Ye, mother-in-law. Try it too, it's sweet red beans!"

After she finished speaking, she didn't wait for her mother-in-law to say anything, she took Xiao Changsheng and ran away. Before her mother-in-law could call anyone, the little girl took Xiao Changsheng into the crowd.

Grandma Gong saw that the little guys were gone, she looked around, and said to Yuyao, who had been watching the play beside her, "Little lady, can I have a bunch of candied haws?"

There was not much sugar gourd left. Yuyao glanced at the group of children who had been called by his mother-in-law and turned to look at them, looking at them with a vigilant look, as if to say that another shameless adult was coming to grab food with them. of.

Yuyao was inexplicably embarrassed: "...No, I don't eat sweets."

When the words fell, the mother-in-law turned her head and distributed the candied haws to the children. Yuyao looked around and saw that the two children were gone, and the young Jianxiu was also gone.

There are many kinds of snacks in the snack street. Even a monk with a big stomach like Yuyao didn't finish it, so he had to go to the side to digest.

There is also a reason for the popularity of the snack street. Although they are all mortal snacks, they taste good, and there are many snacks that taste comparable to spiritual food.

Yuyao is not difficult to understand why so many people want to go down the mountain for a tooth sacrifice.

Glancing at the bun called Goubuli Baozi in his hand, Yuyao once again despised the sect's food.

Lan Lan always said that the food of the sect would not be eaten by dogs, but Yuyao was convinced this time.

So it's no wonder that when Lan Lan doesn't go out, he always comes to her to buy bigu pills, and has eaten the delicacies at the foot of the mountain. Who would want to eat Zongmen's Goubuli?
(End of this chapter)