The cannon fodder fake prince at the beginning, I won by hugging thighs

Lu Jiao thought he was so cute: "Please ask Brother Dusang to tell Liu the shorty that I'm going to a nearby place to have breakfast. If he comes, please wait for me here. I'll be back soon."

Dusan watched her leave and turned back to continue removing the door panels.

On weekdays, there are often emergency calls at night, so this is not uncommon.

He yawned quietly and looked outside and at the back hall, fearing that the two doctors on duty would see him like this and blame him again.

Lu Jiao went in the direction Du Sang said.

The morning market was not far from Yanxing Gate in the east and was not difficult to find. She had not walked far when she heard noisy voices in the distance.

There were not only small vendors selling breakfast, but also many people from nearby villages who came to Beijing to sell vegetables. They carried fresh vegetables picked early in the morning and set them up on both sides of the road to sell.

Perhaps because there are soldiers patrolling frequently, the morning market is not messy and there is rarely any dirt on the ground.

Lu Jiao looked around curiously for a long time before she found the wonton stall that Du Sang mentioned.

"Shopkeeper, first give me three bowls of wontons and a plate of pork and scallion flatbreads."

"Come on!"

The stall owner subconsciously glanced back and saw that Lu Jiao was alone, so he didn't ask any more questions.

I thought his family would arrive soon.

But until the wontons were served, no one came over to talk to the young man.

The stall owner placed several bowls on the four sides of the table and asked, "Young man, your family hasn't arrived yet? These wontons won't taste as good as they do when they're fresh out of the pot if they're left out for a while!"

Lu Jiao knew that the stall owner must have misunderstood, so she quickly explained, "It doesn't matter, I'll eat all this by myself."

As he spoke, he placed all the dishes on the table in front of him.

The stall owner's mouth formed an "O" shape in surprise, and he was about to say something when he was stopped by someone behind him.

"What are you doing standing here like an idiot? Another guest is coming!"

"Hey, hey!" The stall owner looked back every few steps. He was still a little dazed when he returned to the stove and almost made a mistake when counting the dumplings.

A middle-aged man in front of the stall saw the extra dumplings being picked up by the proprietress, and his face looked a little unhappy.

The boss lady was not afraid that it would affect her business, but her husband was clearly in an abnormal condition.

"Old Li, what are you standing there for? Which demon has bewitched you?"

The stall owner came to his senses, frowned and complained: "Stop being so suspicious, okay! There is no goblin!"

He turned around and secretly glanced in Lu Jiao's direction, pointed, and whispered in his wife's ear: "Look at that boy, he eats three bowls of wontons and a big plate of flatbread by himself!"

The spoon in Lu Jiao's hand paused slightly, then he stuffed the wontons into his mouth as if nothing had happened.

The wontons in this restaurant are very small, and finely ground black pepper is added to the soup. Lu Jiao ate one at a time, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

Just by hearing the conversation between the couple, she knew that she couldn't eat any more, otherwise she would definitely be considered strange by the couple.

Fortunately, I am wearing men's clothes now, otherwise the rumors would definitely be even more unpleasant.

Lu Jiao took out a handkerchief, wiped his mouth, and asked, "How much is it in total?"

The stall owner calculated for a moment: "Sixty-five cents."

Lu Jiao was still not satisfied with the meal and didn’t think it was expensive, so he paid readily.

This made the pair of brothers sitting next to them very envious.

The two of them came to the capital to find work, and couldn't bear to eat wontons, so they ate a bowl of soup with two steamed buns, which cost only ten cents in total.

Nothing like Lu Jiao, who charged fifteen cents for a bowl of wontons.

Seeing that Lu Jiao was about to leave, the eldest brother fed the remaining soup into his mouth and wiped it around the bowl with the steamed bun.

"Follow him!"

Lu Jiao turned his head slightly and swept his mental power over the two brothers. Seeing that there was no benefit to be gained, he did not intend to waste time.

He turned into an alley at the side, changed into a coarse cotton shorts worn by palace servants, and walked out, with even his appearance changed.

I just happened to pass by the pair of brothers.

"Hey! Did you see a young man just now? About this tall?"

Lu Jiao turned around and said blankly: "No."

The two brothers were skeptical and walked a long way inside but couldn't find the young boy.

The man who had asked Lu Jiao just now muttered quietly: "This is weird. I clearly saw him go in, so how come we can't find him?"

The two walked out of the alley and happened to see Lu Jiao, who had changed his appearance, sitting where they had just sat.

He was holding a scallion pancake in his left hand and a bowl of wontons in front of him, eating them with relish.

"Brother, when we find a job and make some money, we can come eat wontons too!"

"What are you eating? Don't forget, most of the money you earn has to be given to mom!"

This pair of brothers did not affect Lu Jiao's good mood.

If it was like this at the foot of the capital, she could imagine what the situation would be like after leaving the capital.

She also bought a lot of takeaway foods such as scallion pancakes and steamed dumplings.

They gave a nice excuse: there were many people at home, so they took it home to feed them, so it didn't attract as much attention as it did at the beginning.

Lu Jiao returned to Huichuntang carrying a large bag of meat buns, two bowls of porridge, and three bowls of tofu pudding.

I happened to meet Liu Aizi and his son who had just got off the ox cart.

"Did you eat this morning?"

Shorty Liu looked a little embarrassed, and Liu Shuanzhu was even more shocked, his stomach growling.

Du Sang heard the noise outside and came out from behind the medicine cabinet. Seeing Liu Shuanzhu's embarrassing look, he laughed out loud.

"Just in time, I brought you some breakfast. You too, little Dusan!"

"I have one too!"

"Of course, Old Lady Liu is here, and thank you for taking care of her!"

Du Sang scratched the back of his head in a simple manner: "No, it's Aunt Jiang who takes care of us."

At this time, a middle-aged man walked out from Huichun Hall.

Seeing four people blocking the entrance of Huichun Hall, he shouted, "Dusan, what are you doing blocking the entrance? Don't you see that you are blocking the guests?"

Du Sang turned his back to the door and secretly stuck out his tongue at Lu Jiao and the others.

When the four of them arrived at the door of Old Lady Liu's ward, Du Sang whispered, "That's the other doctor in the clinic, Doctor Chen. He has always disliked me, so I chose to follow Doctor Du."

Lu Jiao also didn't have a very good impression of Doctor Chen; it was purely based on intuition.

Liu the Dwarf was more concerned about his mother's condition: "Brother Dusan, how is my mother's condition?"

"Doctor Du said that there is no longer any danger to his life, and that he just needs to take medicine and recuperate.

But I have to come here every three days to get an injection. I don’t know if that’s convenient for you.”

Liu the Dwarf was still a little hesitant, but Lu Jiao readily agreed: "It's convenient! We'll live in Yonghefang, which is also in the outer city."

"That's good!"

After Dusang left with two buns and a bowl of tofu pudding, Liu the Dwarf's old face turned as bitter as a sunflower.

"Sir, this round trip costs twenty cents, it's really too expensive!"