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Chapter 482 The Sick Male Protagonist Who Loves Contradicting His Master (54)

"At that time, I was about 4 or 5 years old, maybe 5 or 6 years old, I don't remember clearly."

His voice was unhurried, "Qingcheng at that time was much more lively and prosperous than it is now. Tianshui Street had jugglers performing there every day, as well as monkey performers and sword performers. Everyone liked to gather around there. Look.

The children were held on their necks by their fathers or elder brothers, watching with gusto.

After watching the juggling, you can buy a bunch of candied haws to eat, or sugar figurines.

Fat Grandma’s candy is also the most popular snack among children. You can buy one for three copper coins, and you can eat and play for half a day. "

Si Jiu glanced at him in surprise, and saw that there was a little smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was recalling the good old days.

Si Jiu frowned.I don't think he's in a good mood.

"Ah~" He suddenly sighed, his eyes looked somewhere, and his eyes widened slightly.

It looks a little excited.

Si Jiu was puzzled and followed his gaze.

"I didn't expect it to be more than ten years, and it's still there."

It was a middle-aged woman who sold snacks. She said she was a fat lady. She was indeed quite fat, but she didn't look very old, at most in her fifties.

Fat people, if they are kind, will look particularly kind and friendly, but some with sloppy faces will also look more fierce.

This fat granny looks like a rather fierce look.

"It looks a bit fierce, doesn't it? But her business was very good back then. Because her candy is very fragrant and sweet. It is very famous."

I don't know if he thought of the sweetness of the sugar, Si Jiu even saw him swallowing slightly.

This made her feel soft for a moment, and she couldn't help saying, "If you want to eat, I'll buy you one."

Shen Xinghe glanced over, his eyes filled with complex and incomprehensible emotions.

After a long while, he smiled slightly, "I am so old now, does Master still treat me as a child?"

"Let's go, go to the front and have a look. There are not many people here, and I can't find any news. I remember that there is a restaurant with a good business in front."

He said and walked forward.

The wine secretary paused, then turned to look at the small stall, and the fat granny with a gloomy expression because of the deserted business, then followed Shen Xinghe.

Sure enough, there is a restaurant in front of it, Qingcheng's famous "Zhenxi Restaurant", even in the current recession, there are still many diners patronizing.

Shen Xinghe was tall, legged, and handsome, and the young man who was transformed into a wine secretary was also handsome and handsome. Although they were wearing ordinary clothes, their temperament was still very good.

Therefore, as soon as the two of them entered the front hall of Zhenxiu Building, the clerk inside immediately located the two "Masters" with just a glance, and immediately greeted them with smiles all over their faces.

"You two, this way please.

Is it eating or drinking?
The store has a new top-quality immortal brew, do you want to try it? "

Fairy brew?
Si Jiu's eyes brightened indistinctly.

This guy has dealt with people all the year round, and he is good at observing words and expressions. Obviously, this young man who looks younger is moved.

This is steady.

The waiter was secretly delighted, and became more attentive, "The Immortal Brew is a new product of Qingcheng Jiuxian recently, and it has been wildly sought after and praised by the majority of wine lovers since it was launched.

Let me tell you this young man, as far as this immortal brew is called the second among wines, no wine dares to be the first.

Do you two want a pot? "

While talking, the buddy was already about to lead the two of them towards the private room on the second floor.

"Have a pot." The wine secretary said loudly, "If you don't go upstairs, just sit here."

She walked towards an empty table.

It's just for those who inquire about gossip, and go to the private room to listen to wool.

It was almost time for lunch, the restaurant was quite crowded, and there were already seven or eight tables of guests on the first floor.

The wine secretary picked a seat that wasn't too out of the way but not too crowded.

The guy looked a little puzzled.

Looking at their attitude, these two don't look like masters without money, they can't even afford a box?

Can they pay the money made by the gods?
While hesitating, a golden ingot suddenly appeared in front of him.

"enough?"

The clerk's gaze moved up from the gold ingot reluctantly, and met the dark eyes of the tall boy.

For some reason, some backs were chilled.

　Shen Xinghe's diary: All eyes are "old friends", this seat is very happy.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)