Chuzhou was lively and noisy at noon. The guards took the widows and son of the Liu family to settle cars and horses to the inn. The old man and Zhu Yunyu took people to stroll around the street leisurely.

The prosperity here is incomparable to the capital, but it is better than the word "hustle and bustle". The shops and vendors on the streets are like rushing to big markets, with hawking sounds one after another and bargaining.

"Grandpa Emperor!" Zhu Yunxiu said to the old man in a low voice, "There is a restaurant over there that looks good. Let's sit there?"

The old man stretched his neck and looked over there, shook his head slightly, "What's the point of a restaurant? It's boring!" As he said, his eyes fell into the market, and a place surrounded by water and smiled, "That's good!"

Zhu Yun looked closely and found that it was a noodle stall.

The stall is not big, with only a few stools and a low table, but there are many diners around. There are too many people and there are not enough stools. Some people simply squat on the ground holding a bowl that is big on their heads, sucking the noodles in their hands in big mouths.

On the table beside the stove was a man with a fleshy face. He rubbed the noodles in his hand fiercely with his big hands, then stretched them hard for a few times, and then turned them into a thin noodles and threw them into a pot of boiling water.

The boss’s wife, who had a waist like a bucket, took out the cooked noodles and took a few spoonfuls of thick oil and red sauce from the large pot next to her, and handed them to diners with sugar and garlic.

"That's it!" The old man made the decision with a smile.

Zhu Yunxiu was a little hesitant. The man who stretched the noodles had mud in his fingernails, and the downtown area was covered with dust...

"I'm not clean and I'm not sick!" The old man seemed to see what he was thinking and smiled, "Our father and I are farmers after leaving the palace. Why don't we have so many things to do, leave!"

Zhu Yunxiu followed the old man and handed him a look to Li Jinglong beside him.

The latter rushed over and saw that there was no empty space around the stall. He rushed to the tea stall next to him and pulled over the table, chairs and benches.

"Hey, why are you doing with my stool?" The person who sells tea naturally refused.

With a bang, several copper coins were thrown on the table and circled around.

Suddenly, the owner of the tea stall smiled and said, "Master, are you drinking tea?"

"Borrow tables and chairs for envoys, and send a few pots of herbal tea!"

Li Jinglong said, then wiped the oil-stained table with his sleeves, and said to the old man who was walking towards him with a smile, "Old man, please wait, it's cooler here!"

"Okay, this is pretty good!" The old man sat down with a smile, shouted at the stall opposite, "Shopkeeper, the noodles are on the head!"

"Okay!" the boss's wife agreed and replied crisply, "What kind of braised rice do I want? There are diced eggplant meat, soy sauce, cucumber, eggs and shrimp skins, and stir-fried hot soup and rotten meat..."

"Hot soup and rotten meat noodles!" The old man made the decision again.

"Is this hot to eat in the cold weather?" Li Jinglong smiled, and then suddenly couldn't laugh.

There was a table and four benches. The man and the man sat down two times, and Guo Ying and Cao Zhen sat down one each. Where did he sit down?

Just so happened that someone stood up behind him and went to the stove to add braised rice.

Li Jinglong took advantage of the fact that people were not paying attention and sat under his butt. When the man came back, he looked around holding the bowl and cursed, "Which one who killed thousands of knives took away my stool? Fuck it!"

People who eat in such markets are all rough men, so they will naturally not be a good thing to say.

But Li Jinglong was so happy that he seemed to have not heard it. The man turned around a few times.

But the next second, a leg suddenly appeared under his feet.

With a plop, the man who lowered his head to eat noodles while walking, fell down and ate his shit.

"Hahaha!" A hilarious burst into tears.

Li Jinglong took back his tripping legs and said, "Why is this guy accidentally?"

"My noodles!" The man stood up and looked at the noodles all over the ground with regret on his face.

The old man glared at Li Jinglong, "Then young man, go and add a bowl of noodles, be on our heads!"

"I'm a good bowl of noodles!" The man stood up with a sad face. He didn't know if he heard the old man's words. He pulled the noodles on the ground into the bowl, then walked to the bucket of the stall, washed the noodles covered with mud and sand with the water inside, and ordered a spoon of braised rice, squatted on the side and ate it with big mouthfuls, staring at Li Jinglong with his eyes bulging.

"Look at it!" The old man was frightened, "The common people live, and they dare not waste any food!" As he said that, he looked at Li Jinglong, "You are making trouble!"

"What the old man taught me is that the young man is wrong!" Li Jinglong quickly stood up and said to the man, "It was me who accidentally tripped you up just now, so I'll compensate you." After that, he took out a handful of copper coins from his sleeve and stuffed them, "Please take it, go back to buy some wine and meat for your family tonight!"

Little did he know that the man didn't answer, but instead looked straight, "You are so rich that you can't believe it or not, I'll put a bowl of noodles on your head?"

I immediately looked at the copper coins in Li Jinglong's hand and grabbed them suddenly, "Put my previous temper and I will give you a bitter courage!" Then I swallowed a bowl of noodles and left.

"Hahaha!" The old man laughed.

Zhu Yunxiu saw Li Jinglong full of embarrassment and smiled, "You go and touch him, there are no dog meat around you. The old man wants to eat this!"

Li Jinglong did not dare to neglect and went there quickly.

"Fourth brother, do you think he still has money!" Cao Zhen muttered.

Guo Ying nodded, "I didn't plunder it!"

Soon, a few bowls of hot and big meat noodles were served. The small place was more affordable and the bowl of soup and noodles were probably two or three pounds.

The old man sipped the hot soup inside, sucked the noodle soup, and then slapped his lips, "Damn it, the chef in the palace should kill him!"

Cao Zhen didn't feel hot with the left hand and the right hand, so he put it into his mouth, "This bowl of noodles is better than anything!"

At this time, Li Jinglong also trotted back, opened the oil paper bag in his hand, and smiled, "Old man, you can try the cut legs now!"

The old man picked up a piece and soaked it in the hot noodles. He smiled and said, "Dog meat is gone, the gods can't stand firm!"

"I didn't even dare to think about this day when I was a child!" Guo Ying also smiled, "It's time to celebrate the New Year!"

The old man looked at the bustling crowd around him, "What a great time!" As he said, he looked at Guo Ying and Cao Zhen again, and said with something in his words, "You are all heroes!"

Meat and noodles are not available now.

It is like today's peace and prosperity that everyone can make money, and it appears on the people's dining tables.

Behind this peace and prosperity is the blood of countless people.

No matter what their original intention was, in short, they have built this country and cherished it carefully and cared for and defended it to achieve today's peace.

Several people were eating noodles here, and suddenly a group of children ran past the market with great joy and shouting, "Go and eat wedding candy!"

The old man looked at it and asked the boss lady, "What's the good news in the city?"

"Are you from other places?" The noodle stall owner smiled and said, "No wonder I don't know that Mr. Zhang from Chuzhou has been married, and he has been giving up sugar at the gate of the marquis' mansion these days!"

"Who?" Cao Zhen stopped his chopsticks, "Old Marquis Zhang?"

"Is it Fengxiang Hou Zhang Long?" the old man also asked.

"In addition to him, there is also that Old Marquis Zhang!" the boss lady smiled.

The old man put down the bowl and asked Guo Ying, "We remember that he seems to be about the same age as us."

"Two years older than you!" Guo Ying said.
Chapter completed!