Great Blue Night Watchman

When Lin Su walked out of his second brother's study, the sun was setting.

Xiaoyao sat on the stone pier in front, holding her chin and looking at the sunset.

Lin Su could see her raised little mouth from afar.

"What's wrong? The meat in your stomach hasn't been digested yet. What new worries do you have?"

"Madam... Madam gave away all the meat..."

What?

Xiaoyao explained the situation quite aggrievedly.

"Did they all get sent away?"

"I haven't given them all away. There is still a little bit left. It will be gone tomorrow..." The girl was about to cry.

"It's okay!" Lin Su said: "This thing is originally for emergency use, do you still plan to eat it for the rest of your life? Besides, what those people cook is not delicious at all. Let's go get something delicious!"

Xiaoyao raised her head, and there was a familiar sparkle at the corner of her mouth.

No, girl, you have eaten a whole chicken and two legs of lamb today, and your belly is still round...

Haining has a rich nightlife.

What kind of enrichment method?

The brothel girls are dancing among the flowers, the rich young man is sultry under the moonlight, the homeless are begging in the street, the restaurant is full of people...

Several rice and noodle shops are still open. Night is actually the best time for their business. Most people work during the day and have no time at all. They can only go to the streets to buy some daily necessities at night.

Well, not bad. Lin Su was annoyed by the curfew in feudal society. If he traveled back to those special dynasties and had a curfew at night, half of the fun in life would be gone.

There was a pawn shop ahead. Lin Su went straight to the pawn shop, took out the golden bead and handed it in: "Shopkeeper, can this be pawned?"

The shopkeeper observed carefully that the shape of this gold bead was quite exquisite, and the fineness of the gold was also first-rate. His eyes immediately lit up...

"Dead or alive?"

The so-called pawn is basically equivalent to selling it, and the pawn shop can sell it directly.

Pawning is to temporarily tide over the difficulties. The items pawned are just collateral. Before the deadline, the pawnshop cannot dispose of it at will.

"It doesn't matter. If the shopkeeper likes it, you can just buy it with money."

"How much do you want, Master?" The shopkeeper picked up the golden beads, narrowed his eyes and observed again.

"How much does the shopkeeper give me?"

"Three taels of silver!"

"good!"

The shopkeeper was shocked.

What’s even more shocking is that after this young man got the money, he tore up the pawn ticket. What does this mean? It means that this "death" cannot be dead anymore, and even if he wants to redeem it, he can't redeem it at all.

Is there something wrong with this golden bead?

The shopkeeper took the opportunity before the young man left and checked again. There was no problem. It was of full quality and exquisite shape. This was not the most valuable thing about the bead. The hook on the bead was the most valuable. If there was no If you are mistaken, it is polar blue crystal!

Polar blue crystal is extremely rare. Such a hook is worth at least a hundred taels of silver!

Which company is taking advantage of this?

Lin Su had already left the pawn shop and entered a rice noodle shop...

Soon, he came home carrying a big bag in one hand, a bag of rice and a bag of flour, while Xiaoyao was carrying a pot and a bag. The pot was filled with oil, and the contents of the bag were strange. Yao only knows pepper and green onions, but doesn’t know anything else. Some of these things are bought from grocery stores, and some are bought from pharmacies...

The smell of this bag of food was very strong, and Xiaoyao shed tears after walking for a while...

Lin Su was very happy.

Two big bags, with a total weight of at least 150 kilograms, he carried one in each hand, surprisingly effortlessly. With both civil and military skills, his physique has changed drastically.

What about the second one? The purchasing power of money in this place is quite strong. For three taels of silver, you can still have more than one tael left after buying this pile of things!

When they were almost home, Lin Su suddenly found someone outside the door, and he was a sneaky person.

With such a dilapidated home, would anyone still have any ideas?

That's too much...

Just when Lin Su was about to yell, the dark figure knelt down, kowtowed three times to the front door of the Lin family, turned around and ran away.

When they arrived at the door of their home, they gently opened the courtyard door and made a squeaking sound.

This door needs some engine oil. The squeaking sound always reminds him of Lan Ruo Temple in "A Chinese Ghost Story".

Everyone knows that the Lin family is in ruins, and there is no need for such exaggeration...

There was a small bag beside the door. Lin Su opened the small bag with a strange expression on her face. Inside were three black nestlings.

Second brother Lin Jialiang came out and opened his eyes wide when he saw the thing at the door of his house: "Third brother, where did this... come from?"

"This is from that person. By the way, he kowtowed three times outside!" Lin Su handed the three Wowotou to the second child and pointed to the grass outside. The man hadn't gone far and was still hiding in the grass. Li Li took it for granted that no one saw it, but what he didn't know was that both Lin Su and Lin Jialiang were men of the arts, with sharp ears and eyesight.

Lin Jialiang raised his eyes and stared at the direction he pointed: "It's Lao He! This Lao He is also an honest man. My mother just gave him some meat, and he had to return it... Well, where did these come from? of?"

The second child pointed at several big bags at Lin Su's feet, which read Shen Ji Rice Noodle Shop. They were obviously rice noodles. This could not be a gift from Lao He.

"I bought it!"

"Where did you get the money?"

"Today in the restaurant, a fox demon sister gave me a golden bead..." He told the story exactly.

Lin Jialiang's eyes were very wide open, and he looked at Lin Su in great surprise. He shook his head gently for a long time: "Third brother, you either don't accept this golden bead. After all, monsters and monsters have different paths, and a gentleman keeps his integrity, and others can't say anything to you. Either way, you should hide it well, it’s just your intention after all, your taking photos and selling them...is really not what a gentleman does."

"I want to keep it too, but Xiaoyao is starving to death, so we must have some rice and noodles..."

Xiaoyao looked at the Third Young Master with her big round eyes, and what came to her mind was that her brother was really kind, and he didn't have any ideological awareness of "taking the blame for others".

In the empty kitchen, firewood was finally lit again. Xiaoyao stood up, not much higher than the stove, but she jumped up to wash the pot and worked skillfully. Lin Su rolled up her sleeves and opened the flour bag, and Lin Jialiang's voice came from outside: "Third brother, come out and stay away from the kitchen. The kitchen is not a place you should enter."

"I'll teach Xiaoyao."

This time Xiaoyao doesn't agree to be the familiar scapegoat. He objects - brother, I know how to do it, I don't want you to teach me.

"What will you do?"

"Wowotou!"

"The kind Lao He made just now?"

"Um!"

"Then forget it, right?...I'll make something I like to eat."

Lin Jialiang stretched his neck outside and wanted to go into the kitchen and pull his third brother out and tell him sternly what is the way of a scholar and what is the way of a gentleman, but he still held back. Although in theory the second brother should teach the third brother It's natural for him to do it, but the third brother's performance today was so amazing that he didn't have much confidence in front of the third brother. Forget it, it's not a particularly serious matter for a scholar to enter the kitchen, so just let him have fun.

There is a fragrance in the wind...

It came from the kitchen...

Just a breath of air gave Lin Jialiang a strong appetite...

Soon, Lin Su was holding a large bowl with filaments inside, dotted with chopped green onion...

"This is..." Lin Jialiang took the bowl and observed.

"Noodles!"

"Noodles? Made of flour? Why do they look like this?" Lin Jialiang didn't understand.

One by one? You can show me... Wait, are there no noodles in this world?

When I inquired about it, it turned out that there was no such thing. Here, the only use of flour is to knead it into a ball and steam it into scallops... Oh, no, steam it into wowotou!

In the eyes of the world, flour is for satisfying hunger, not for embroidery. No matter what shape it is made into, it will eventually be eaten and then become what it is...

In the diet world, they are all terminators.

Lin Su, a process theorist, is very lonely.

Forget it, Lin Su didn't bother to find out from the saint's classics "What's the meaning of life when noodles are made into strips", and directly pushed the second child into the main hall: "Send this bowl of noodles to me!"

Filial piety is what the second child embodies in daily life. Of course, these delicious noodles should be given to my mother.

"I'll do it!" A person walked next to him under the moonlight, it was Yulou.

"Let's go together!"

Mother Lin had already planned to take a rest. During these times, she had never had a good rest.

As for dinner, she automatically ignored it. When she was the wife of the Hou Mansion, it was of course three meals a day. When dust fell from the clouds, eating was no longer regular. She was so hungry that she had to get something to eat. She was so hungry. If we weren’t so ruthless, how could there be any food to waste?

She ate half a leg of lamb today. If she had the habit of writing in a diary, she would have made a note of this. How could she have another dinner if she had already eaten the leg of lamb?

It's true that I was a little hungry, but I wasn't hungry anymore when I fell asleep.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door: "Mom, my third brother has prepared some fresh food for me to try."

When the door opened, Mother Lin took the bowl held by Yulou and looked at the noodles in the bowl with the same confusion as Lin Jialiang. But when she brought it to the tip of her nose and smelled it, she also felt that her stomach suddenly started to move.

"It's quite fresh, so white, so fragrant..." She picked up a noodle and put it into her mouth, and suddenly her eyes lit up.

After eating half the bowl, she gave the rest to Xiaotao. Once Xiaotao tasted it, she became less reserved. She used her chopsticks significantly faster, sweating on her forehead, and not a drop of soup was left.

"I didn't expect that the flour would be so delicious after being mixed in this way. Do you think this was Saburo's idea?"

"My third brother personally cooked this for my mother."

"Cooking in person? This bastard! How can a great poet and celebrity be so contemptuous of a gentleman who is far away from the kitchen? Why are you the second brother? If you don't stop me, just pass it on, isn't it polite?"

After being scolded, Lin Jialiang's face turned red and white, and I stopped him, but I didn't stop him...

"Xiao Tao, go ahead and do what I say. From now on, the third young master is not allowed to enter the kitchen."

"Yes! Madam!"