Lin Jiajiao girl

Chapter 17

There is a house beside the loess road. Although it is simple, it is also clean.There is a straw shed in front of the house, tables and chairs are neatly placed under the shed, flagpoles are erected on both sides, and square cloth signs are hung on the poles, one with "tea" written on it, and the other with "tea" written on it. Face", fluttering in the wind, quite artistic.

This is a simple tea house and noodle shop where merchants and pedestrians can stop and rest.

The weather is clear and bright, and in the simple but clean tea house, there are guests sitting in twos and threes, some drinking tea and some eating noodles.

The most eye-catching person in the seat is a young gentleman wearing a light blue robe, his complexion is more delicate and radiant than the fine suet white jade, he is handsome and elegant, and has an elegant demeanor.

Pan Bo personally brought over a bowl of steaming beef noodles, "Please take it easy."

The young gentleman smiled and said: "Pan Bo, your beef noodles are outstanding, I can never get tired of eating them." He lowered his head and sniffed, his handsome face showed a look of intoxication.

If he was originally elegant and ethereal, like a celestial being relegated to the mortal world, at this moment he has the air of a human being, as amiable and lovely as a boy next door.

A few passing merchants peeped at him, their eyes were burning, and their hearts were itchy. They really wanted to strike up a conversation, see if they could make friends and take advantage of it.But the young man's eyes flicked intentionally or unintentionally, his eyes were bright, as clean and clear as black gemstones washed by rain, the merchants suddenly felt ashamed, and all lowered their heads, not daring to look at him again.

With such a character, such a demeanor, ordinary people will desecrate him if they look at him more often.

Pan Bo looked around and asked in a low voice: "How about I move you to the room?"

The young man smiled and shook his head, "Don't, I've been running around for a long time, and I'm a little tired, and now I just want to enjoy a bowl of delicious beef noodles with the breeze, don't drive me into the house, it's boring. "

He was born extremely beautiful, and his voice was different from that of ordinary men. It was clear and mellow, which was very pleasant.

Pan Bo smiled and said, "Yes, I will listen to you."

The young gentleman smiled casually and freely, took out a piece of broken silver from his waist pouch, and handed it to Pan Bo.

"How much do you pay for the noodles? Besides, it's too much." Pan Bo gave way.

"Keep some more, and I'll eat them next time." The young master smiled at Yanyan.

Pan Bo had no choice but to accept the ingot of broken silver, "A bowl of noodles is only ten renminbi, which is enough for you to eat for a long time."

Pan Bo was about to walk away, and the young master was about to eat noodles with his chopsticks, when suddenly there was the sound of neat horseshoes in his ears!

"Big team." Merchants and passers-by also heard the voice, and they all looked over the loess road.

The dust was flying, and a long group of sergeants with bright armor came roaring forward on strong horses!

Several merchants craned their necks to look out, and when they saw this group of people approaching the tea house, they all stopped, and their faces changed in fright.

The officers and soldiers are tyrannical, and the merchants travel to and from various places, and they have suffered a lot from the officers and soldiers, and their legs are weak when they see them.

When more than a dozen military officers in bright armor surrounded the famous purple-clothed nobles and walked towards the tea house, these merchants were even more frightened. They stopped eating noodles and drinking tea, put down their money, and slipped out quietly.

Not only the well-informed merchants, but even the other passers-by also sensed something was wrong, put down their bowls and chopsticks timidly, and walked out with their heavy legs, looking panicked and embarrassed.

There was only one person left under the simple shed, that handsome young man in Tsing Yi.

He is burying his head in eating noodles.

Pan's beef noodles are delicious, and he doesn't care about anything else.

A soldier came over and spread the same color green field cloud dragon pattern woven gold brocade mat on the table and chairs, and the man in purple sat down.

He was in his 20s, wearing a bright purple brocade wide-sleeved dress, his face was as sharp as a chisel, handsome and delicate, but also revealing toughness and fortitude, his eyes were deep and bottomless, making people dare not look directly at him.

Pan Bo's legs were shaking, and he brought a bowl of tea and a bowl of noodles on a tray cautiously.

The guard Deng He took the tray, and after trying it with a silver needle, Fang held it in front of the purple-clothed man, "Your Highness, I'm afraid it's hard to eat the rough taste of the country."

Gao Yuanyao said, "It's okay."

He had a beautiful voice, deep but deep, and although he only spoke two short words, it sounded lingering and soul-stirring.

Deng He put down the tray respectfully and stepped aside.

(End of this chapter)