Three-pot porridge and naan

Mei Xiaobai couldn't figure out what happened to his cousin, he stopped selling porridge in Shangjing and went to Yingbei to open a shop.

As soon as he got the news from his master, he wished he could fly to the north of the camp, but his mother would not allow him to travel far away. After thinking about it, Xiaobai decided to go to Zhou Langdu to find Zhou Lang's accountant.

Isn't Zhou Lang doing business in Yingbei?

The accountant of Zhoulang Restaurant fiddled with his abacus without raising his head: "My boss has indeed gone to Yingbei."

"Just bring me a letter to Brother Zhou!"

"You kid, everyone calls you brother, why don't you call me brother?" The accountant looked up at him.

"Brother Accountant." Xiaobai's eyes sparkled, so dazzling.

When the accountant saw that he was fair and cute, his heart softened immediately.

"Just give me the letter directly. If there are merchant ships going to Yingbei, I will let them take it."

Xiaobai didn't dare to ask his master to bring the letter, so he made such a big circle, and it was already mid-April when Wandong received his letter.

"Xiao Wandong has been in Yingbei for so long and doesn't come to see my brother."

When Zhou Lang appeared in front of Wandong's porridge and naan shop, Wandong was both surprised and delighted.

He glanced around and gave Zhou Lang a look.

Zhou Lang smiled knowingly, making his pretty eyebrows more lively.

"The nearest tavern is waiting for you." After leaving this sentence, Zhou Lang walked away slowly.

Wandong let out a long breath, and the Sanlihe policeman over there stopped working and stared at him.

The Gu family's case was solved, but Qiu Chen, who was "suspicious and ill", had his eyes on him. As soon as Lao Ye returned to Beijing, he directly sent a policeman to do nothing but stare at him.

Qiu Chen had expected that Wandong's identity was not simple and that coming to Yingbei was not so simple, but Qiu Chen was a smart man, he said that the reason for letting the police watch the porridge and noodle shop was to worry about Xiao Wandong's safety.

Wandong knew Qiu Chen's carelessness, so he went with him.

The three pots of porridge and naan were sold out, Wandong changed his clothes after washing the pots and pans.

Brother Qiu, who was writing next door, raised his head: "Wandong going out?"

"Uh-huh."

"Bring me a box of green dumplings if you come back, and give it to me tomorrow if you don't come back at night." Brother Qiu said and handed him twenty Wen.

Brother Qiu could sit in the store and would never go out on the street. Anyway, it was not easy for him to go out once. He hadn't been out this street since the last time he saw the lanterns.

Wandong took the money from brother Qiu and laughed, "Then wait for me to come back."

*

Speaking of Wandong, there are two childhood sweethearts, one is Zhou Lang, the other is earlier than Zhou Lang, and the two are family friends.

Wandong and Zhou Lang are a few years apart in age. To Wandong, although Zhou Lang is four or five years older than him, the two have known each other since they were young and have a deep friendship.

"Xiao Wandong sees that you have lost weight, did you not eat on time, don't just think about your shop and forget to eat."

While speaking, the waiter in the tavern directly served more than ten dishes, which made Wan Dong stunned for a moment.

Unbeatable for Zhou Lang's generosity, Wandong could only finish eating with a blushing face.

Zhou Lang also felt that Wandong ate too little and was too thin.

The two chatted while eating, Zhou Lang said that most of the merchants here in Yingbei were Confucian merchants, they all knew a little bit of writing, and they also had friendship with the government.

"It's great now. The old emperor ruled Dayi with the law, and it's only in exchange for decades of peace." Zhou Lang said with emotion.

Wandong propped her chin and smiled.

"When will Zhou Lang return to Beijing?"

"I almost forgot." Zhou Lang remembered Xiaobai's letter when he heard him return to Beijing, "Mei Xiaobai's letter."

Wandong took it: "I even found Mr. Accountant."

Zhou Lang handed the letter to him, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "I'll be back in a few days, do you have a letter for me to take back to him?"

"Writing letters is too troublesome, let Xiaobai take care of my uncle and aunt."

"...Xiaobai probably got mad after hearing this, hahahaha."

Wandong took a sip of tea: "Why?"

Zhou Lang covered his mouth and snickered: "No reason."

Although Zhou Lang said so, the image of Xiaobai jumping up and down and saying "my brother doesn't miss me at all" has already appeared in his mind.

"Okay, I'll come to see you when I come to Yingbei. That being said, you'd better go back earlier to save your aunt from worrying."

"I know."

After saying goodbye to Zhou Lang, Wandong returned to the courtyard.

*

Wandong's house is at the end of Pomegranate Alley, Ping'an Alley is at the corner, and Wandong's house is also adjacent to a small river called Lushui in Yingbei City.

The flowers in the courtyard finally bloomed a few buds, but Wandong was afraid that they would die if they only opened a bud...

In the past few days, Wandong would go back to the courtyard every day.

Worried about the rain at night, I will move the flowers in the yard to the yard.

*

This day Wandong just pushed open the courtyard door, only to hear voices coming from outside the alley, it was very noisy.

"This is too scary, so hurry up and report to the police."

"Could someone deliberately scare you?"

The voice of discussion came.

In the past few days, when Wandong was not in the shop, he was in the courtyard, and the nearby alleys were always quiet, so it was very unusual for Wandong to gather six or seven people to talk today.

Wandong walked over curiously, looked at the place surrounded by them, and saw a bloody coat lying on the bluestone slab in the alley...

Even Wandong was horrified when he saw the bloody clothes.

"This kind of thing will not be thrown on the ground casually. Someone must have left it in our alley. Go and report it to the officials!" Said Uncle Xiang from the next door.

"Let Brother Zhuang go, Brother Zhuang knows the police around here."

Brother Zhuang also lived in this alley. Before Wandong moved into this alley, he had inquired about good houses everywhere. When he came here, he had inquired with this brother Zhuang.

This Zhuang brother should have lived here for several generations and is familiar with the neighborhood.

"It's better to call him personally, he is a late riser, and he won't come out until sunrise."

Someone went to call Brother Zhuang to report to the official.

As soon as Brother Zhuang heard that he didn't have time to put on the clothes, he went to find a policeman he recognized.

About half a quarter of an hour later, Brother Zhuang led two arresters over quickly, not to mention how proud he was walking.

At this time, more than ten people had gathered in the alley, and some people lived in the alley and some came from nearby to watch the excitement.

"Brother Zhuang really invited the official here."

Two policemen came over and saw the bloody clothes on the ground, one of them took a step back in fright.

I don't even understand that there are so many people watching when such scary clothes are thrown on the ground?

"Plain silk, a horse can be exchanged for a bucket of rice." One policeman quickly recognized it, and said to the other, "Even if it is not a big merchant, it is a wealthy family."

"People around here will put some of this kind of plain silk in their homes. It's all for the sake of decency. Everyone in Yingbei City respects people first and clothes." Uncle Xiang rubbed his chin.

The catcher's eyebrows moved slightly and he even reached out to pick up the bloody coat.

As soon as he picked up the bloody coat, he found a problem. The bloody coat was very long, but the cuffs were not wide.

The narrow sleeves are very long, and they are mostly the clothes of tall and mighty men.

Among the people present, the only one who can wear such a long shirt without dragging the floor...

The police quickly saw Xiao Wandong who stood out from the crowd.

When the policeman and he met Xiao Wandong's eyes, Xiao Wandong's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately understood what was going on.

Sure enough, Xiao Wandong was interrogated.

He also ordered Wandong to take off the clothes he was wearing and compare them. This comparison was indeed the same size as the bloody clothes.

When I asked the neighbors, they all said that he was from a foreign country, and he had only been here for a month.

Although this kid is unbelievably beautiful, but after all, their Ping'an Lane has always been unremarkable before, and such a scary thing happened after he lived in it for only a month.

This makes it hard not to think about him, not to mention that he is the only one who wears this clothes.

Although Wandong blushed, she said calmly, "Although the length of this bloody gown is about the same as mine, the width... I can't wear it."

"That's right, this dress is so wide." Someone in the crowd said.

Wandong smiled: "I won't be willing to use so much silk to make a dress that is too loose."

"Although Eguanbo's belt looks good, I feel sorry for the cloth. This shirt is too wide for me. If I guess correctly, the sleeves are narrow and wide. It may be because I am taller than my body. A lot of muscular people's..."

"Furthermore, it rained last night. Although the clothes are a little wet, it doesn't look like they were soaked in rain all night. It can be seen that they were left in our alley in the early morning."

After hearing what he said, the policeman felt that it made sense, but when he raised his head, he wondered whether he was the policeman or this kid was the policeman.

"There are doubts about this case, wait until I report to my lord, you stay here." The policeman said to another young policeman.

The adults of the Green Water Pavilion in the north of the camp sent his master.

After listening to the arrester's description, the master felt that this was not a case and there was no need to mobilize the crowd.

But when the master saw the bloody clothes, he was shocked. If so much blood was not dead, it would be serious injuries.

"I haven't received a report recently..." The master rubbed his chin, then looked at the policeman beside him, "First draw a picture of this place and file it, and then ask if anyone is missing in the vicinity, and if anyone's home has been burglarized."

The policeman went immediately after receiving the order.

The matter of the bloody clothes was shelved after a few days of investigation by the nearby government government failed.

After about ten days, by mid-April, most of the people around Ping'an Lane had forgotten about it.

I only heard that the son of the governor of Yingbei welcomed another concubine into the house.

Therefore, in the teahouses in the market, there have been discussions about the son of the sheriff for many days.

*

At the end of April, the number of caravans and horses from Longwai in Yingbei increased.

The business of Wandong's porridge and naan shop is even better, and Sanguo porridge sells out quickly.

"Why do I feel like I've never seen you before?" the bearded man Wandong gnawed at the mutton naan in front of his shop, stared at Wandong for a long time and couldn't help but said in his unproficient Chinese.

"..." Hearing this, Wandong raised his head and glanced at him. This look made the face of the upright man turn redder, and he turned his head to look away uncomfortably.

Wandong had seen too many barbarians, and it was hard to distinguish barbarian faces, in his opinion they all looked the same, so he didn't say anything.

After the big man finished eating and put down the five cents, Wandong asked habitually, "Did you come from Shangjing?"

The big man thought he would ignore him, but unexpectedly he started talking to him, and he happily replied: "I was trapped in Longwai last winter, and I went to Shangjing in the spring, went to Yingchuan, and went to Luoyang, so I wanted to come here." Take a look at Yingbei, the clan brother of our caravan boss came to Yingbei early on, so he can be regarded as visiting relatives."