Madam, look at the sword!

Chapter 20 Greedy Couple
Water vapor spreads across the streets and into the night sky.

The white boat floats in the pot and churns with the boiling water.

A roadside dumpling stall at the corner of a small street in Kyoto is very busy.

Take a small butterfly, pour a spoonful of vinegar, chop two cloves of garlic, sit on the horse and lift the chopsticks, and you can feed yourself with just one penny.

Zhugan and Fat Face were regular customers here. They started working on their own without being greeted by the boss, and they were familiar with everything.

When Zhao Chengfeng and Bai Zhi sat down, the dozen or so small tables around them had just been filled, and it naturally became lively again.

But what is different from the Zuixian Tower is that most of the people eating here are just for food, and naturally they are not talking about the third prince of Prince Dangbei.

But, are you tired today? Someone is recruiting workers. I heard that so-and-so’s wife has given birth to a big fat boy.
These common words, coupled with the green brick alley and corner street stalls in front of us, are just three words - fireworks.

Zhao Chengfeng liked the smell of fireworks, so he didn't want to eat dumplings today, so he felt particularly good about it, so he not only poured an extra spoonful of vinegar, but also added two spoons of chili.

Bai Zhi seemed to feel the strong atmosphere of life here.

So I also brought in an extra spoonful of chili and rolled up my sleeves.

Zhao Chengfeng smiled when he saw this, and while Zhugan was still chubby, he said directly: "Have you noticed that since you came to Kyoto, you have been thinking about me?"

Baizhi: "???"

"When you see the rhubarb book, you will ask me whether I care about my reputation."

"In Zuixian Tower just now, you couldn't bear to hear them humiliating me for peeing my pants."

"That's good, because as my maid, you have to think about me."

"But since you were an assassin before, there is a high probability that you stayed as a maid for your husband, so... don't like me."

Bai Zhi's good mood suddenly disappeared after hearing this.

She frowned, took out a pamphlet, and wrote three words fiercely: "You are sick."

Zhao Chengfeng smiled: "Yes, that's it, keep your anger, don't be easily changed by me, don't believe that everything in front of you is true, otherwise it won't be fun~~!"

Bai Zhi took a deep breath and wrote [I just wonder how someone could take pleasure in themselves]

Zhao Chengfeng ignored the words and asked, "By the way, is there such a street stall in the town where you live?"

【No】

As soon as Zhao Chengfeng read these two words, Zhugan and Fat Face came back.

Not only did the two of them carry a small stool, they also each carried a plate of steaming dumplings.

The dumplings were served and the four of them used their chopsticks.

It's called an incense.

During this period, the showy Zhugan said: "Xiao Zhao, have you seen the street next to it?"

Zhao Chengfeng followed his gaze and saw a spacious street on the north side of the intersection that was obviously newly built. It was much prettier than the blocks that could be seen at the other three intersections.

There is also a lot of traffic, many houses seem to be under renovation, and there are many people dressed as strong men and craftsmen coming and going.

Of course, some of these people are eating dumplings at this street stall.

"This is?"

"This street has just been renovated. Inside is the newly built house built by the Ministry of Rites for the third son of Prince Dangbei."

Zhao Chengfeng: "???"

Zhugan explained: "The reason why you see so many craftsmen is that not all of them are renovating the third prince's new house. Most of them are hired by the newly opened shops opposite the house."

Fat Face took a bite of the dumplings and said with a smile: "There is one ridiculous thing. Have you ever heard that the third prince of Prince Dangbei loves to eat tofu?"

Zhao Chengfeng nodded. He was the one who founded Pan's Tofu Shop in Beiting City. He didn't know how Pan's wife was doing. She didn't go there to buy tofu all the time. Is the business going well?
Zhugan took a sip of the dumpling soup and said happily, then pointed to the street and said with a smile: "There are ten shops in there, eight of which are tofu shops."

"Rumors say that the prince is coming soon, and the progress is almost there. When they hung up the plaque two days ago, they were both dumbfounded when they saw it."

Zhao Chengfeng: "As for?"

"Hey, isn't it said that the third prince is generous and generous and often spends a lot of money?"

Zhao Chengfeng: "That should be true."

"So, many people come here who want to do what they want, but in my opinion, it is better to buy this dumpling stall and find ten girls to stand on this street every day, just in case the prince is hungry in the middle of the night. If you’re thirsty, just stick to the principle, why don’t you just take the bait?”

Zhao Chengfeng waved his hand: "I don't think ten are enough~!" Just as he was talking, a rough man carrying a basin of dumplings passed by the small table.

Because the basin in his hand was too big, almost like a washbasin, and contained a whole pot of dumplings, it naturally attracted attention.

"Good guy, how delicious is this?"

"Xiao Zhao, I haven't finished talking to you yet, please listen to me."

"okay"

Carrying a rough man who was almost a big washbasin, he walked straight into the newly built street in the mouth of the bamboo pole.

Around the middle of the section, he made a sudden stop and turned around and entered a store with the name 'Dewed Tofu' on the front. It seemed to be one of the unlucky ones that Zhugan mentioned.
The rough man passed the front hall and entered the backyard, and immediately shouted: "Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law, come to eat dumplings!"

The door to the backyard room was pushed open, and a middle-aged woman with heavy makeup walked out.

Her facial features are huge, with big eyes, a big nose, and big eyebrows. In fact, the overall look is not ugly, but the makeup technique seems a bit wrong. It is not evenly applied, and the places that should be red are not red. Pink places are not pink.

All in all, it looks like a random drawing.

The woman with makeup blindly stepped over the threshold and became furious: "Eat dumplings, eat dumplings, you know how to eat dumplings every day, do you want to play with the sister-in-law next door!"

The rough man was embarrassed: "What's the matter?"

It seemed that this kind of conversation was very common. When he replied, the rough man had the leisure to bump the basin filled with dumplings a few times. The hot steam stirred up and the dumplings stuck to each other.
Then he put it on the table and said, "Hurry up while it's hot."

The woman who reluctantly came to the table sat down and said coquettishly: "Mr.~~~!"

"Come on."

The rough man who didn't sit down to eat immediately, but ran to the side to pick onions and chop garlic, replied.

The woman blinked and asked, "When can we kill the third son of Prince Dangbei and take him home?"

"Shh, be quiet."

"Then what do you say~~!"

The rough man said: "He will enter the city tomorrow. When he enters the city, he will live across from us. Let's find a dark and windy night and sneak in and kill him. Then we can go home."

After thinking for a while, he added: "But if the people from Dangbei Palace are too powerful, we can only wait until he enters our tofu shop before taking action."

The woman was quite happy to hear the first part of the sentence, but immediately frowned upon hearing the second part: "Then when will we have to wait?"

"I heard that the Third Prince likes tofu. Although there are a lot of tofu shops on this street now, you have to try it from store to store, right?"

The woman became even more displeased when she heard this: "Then if they don't come, just send someone down."

The rough man said while picking onions: "There is always a chance."

The woman pursed her lips and became unhappy, but she also knew not to act too hastily, so she had no choice but to throw a dumpling into her mouth.

But this taste... She chewed half a mouthful and immediately spat it out: "I don't want to eat dumplings today~!"

"Then what do you want to eat?"

The woman pouted: "I want to eat people!"

The rough man patiently said: "This is Kyoto, how can you just say cannibalism and eat people~~!"

"I just want to eat people~!!"

The rough man sighed and could only bring all the things he had just prepared to the table, picked up a green onion and said patiently: "Daughter-in-law, why don't you think this is a human arm?"

"Just imagine it, don't worry."

"Close your eyes, yes, yes, that's it."

"Come on, chew~!"

The woman took a bite of white scallions and almost burst into tears as she chewed them: "Mr., this is unimaginable, it's so spicy~!"

The rough guy was completely at his wits end and looked helpless.

He saw his fat wife sitting next to him, holding his arm and acting coquettishly.

Under the starlight, in the backyard of the tofu shop, she shook off the powder on her face, almost choking her man to death, and said very coquettishly: "Mr., I just want to eat people!"

The rough man was so upset that he finally burst out: "I, look, you look like a human!"

(End of this chapter)