Chapter 417

"There is no contradiction between cherishing the people in front of you and missing your hometown." When Li Yujin finished, he asked, "how did you come to Daqi palace? Were you also caught? Or..."

"I......" Ye Xiaoxian was about to speak when someone came nearby.

She dared not speak at once.

Li Yujin is naturally not easy to talk about these topics. He said to Ye Xiaoxian, "thank you for your moon cakes. I hope we can meet again next time."

"Well, I hope." Ye Xiaoxian said, and gave him the other two moon cakes on the plate: "take these. I'm a cook. I can make whatever I want at any time. I don't worry about not having to eat."

"Thank you." With that, Li Yujin went out of the garden.

Ye Xiaoxian heard someone talking outside: "Mr. Jun Ma, you are here. We have been looking for you just now."

"Come out and relax. It's nothing."

"The princess is waiting for you to propose a toast to the Empress Dowager."

"Here we go." Li Yujin said.

After a while, there was no sound outside.

……

One month after the Mid Autumn Festival, Beiqing turns cold.

As soon as early winter arrived, the first snow fell in Beijing. Although it was light snow, it was also frighteningly cold.

Ye Xiaoxian is glad that she is now in the imperial palace. Although the row of wing rooms she lives in is not as warm as the Empress Dowager and the little emperor's bedroom, it is not particularly cold. In addition, she spends most of her day either in the back kitchen or in the little emperor's bedroom, so she has a fairly comfortable life.

The little emperor liked to listen to her stories more and more. He even called Ye Xiaoxian to tell stories when he didn't want to go to the early Dynasty. Later, the Empress Dowager trained her that she couldn't control herself. Being a man, especially an emperor, must control herself and know how to put time on the most important things.

Ye Xiaoxian is also glad that the Empress Dowager is strict with the little emperor, otherwise she doesn't have so much energy to tell stories to the little emperor.

……

The rain and snow in Beijing have been floating for several days, and there are many fewer pedestrians on the road.

However, there is a great figure who has been wandering in the streets of Shangjing these days.

He was tall, dressed simply and wore a hat with holes, like a coolie.

He walked very slowly. When he walked, he looked left and right, like looking for someone, or someone who had just left the city and had never seen the world.

When I passed a mutton noodle shop, I happened to meet a man inside who came out to pour slag water. The man almost spilled water at his feet.

As soon as the man looked up, he saw that this guy was so tall and hung his head. He thought he was a cruel character, so he quickly apologized.

But the man didn't pay attention to this little thing at all. He thought it hadn't happened.

The man thought, hum, what's the use of being tall? He's not a bully.

So he scolded, "where did you come from? You don't have eyes when you walk? Didn't you see me pouring slag water?"

Xiao Baoshan still ignored him and just continued to move forward.

The man said "bah" in the back and said again: "earth steamed stuffed bun, don't let me see you again."

……

Xiaobaoshan arrived in Beiqing half a month ago.

He left Mobei City, mixed into Beiqing people, and got a customs clearance ultimatum.

After many days, he finally came to the capital.

No one knew his true identity along the way, so he was relieved to look for ye Xiaoxian in the city.

However, nothing was achieved.

He did not dare to openly post Ye Xiaoxian's portrait, nor did he dare to ask people, otherwise it would be exposed, and he could only look for it one by one.

On the cold street, rain and snow were flying. Xiaobaoshan walked on the muddy street, calling the name in his heart again and again.

From time to time, he also thought of the sentence shouted by Jing Feng before his death: "she is dead..."

Xiao Baoshan doesn't believe it unless he sees her body.

He always felt that she must be in Beiqing. Maybe she was locked up in a corner and was suffering. At the thought of this, his heart was like a knife.

So he came to Beiqing decisively.

Live to see people, die to see corpses.

Xiaobaoshan went to the corner. Someone was selling baked sweet potatoes. The smell floated out. Xiaobaoshan swallowed his saliva. He hadn't eaten for a day.

He walked towards the sweet potato stall. At this time, another man rashly inserted it in front of him and said, "give me one, hurry up, it's cold, hurry up!"

Xiao Baoshan was patient, so he was not in a hurry, so he waited aside.

The stall owner picked out a baked sweet potato, wrapped it in leaves and handed it to the man in front of him.

The man was picky and said, "Why are your sweet potatoes getting smaller and smaller? I remember yesterday's head was quite big?"

"When the big ones are sold out, isn't it the turn of the small ones?" Stall main road.

"You sell three Wen for the big one and three Wen for the small one. Is that appropriate?" The man in front asked again.

The stall owner was impatient: "it didn't snow the other day. Now it snows and the charcoal fire is burning too much. What's the matter with me selling three Wen? If you don't want to eat roasted sweet potatoes, go to the Yingfeng restaurant to eat roasted whole sheep."

Seeing that the stall owner was so fierce and the cold weather, the man didn't care with him. He took the sweet potato and left.

Xiao Baoshan went up at this time.

"Three Wen is one? Give me three." Xiaobao mountain road.

The stall owner glanced at xiaobaoshan and said, "finally, there's a refreshing one. Wait a minute. I'll choose some big ones for you."

"Thank you."

After paying the money, he got the sweet potato again. Xiao Baoshan peeled one first and ate it.

The sweet potato is roasted so well that it has no leaves. It's delicious.

But now it's Beiqing and it's a cold day. He's very satisfied to have hot things into his stomach.

When he thought of the roasted whole sheep just mentioned by the stall owner, he thought of the fragrant roasted whole sheep roasted by leaves in Tianshan tribe, so he asked the stall owner, "stall owner, which restaurant did you say roasted whole sheep just now?"

The stall owner looked at xiaobaoshan suspiciously, then smiled and said, "you don't want to eat roast whole sheep, do you know how much a roast sheep costs? You can buy dozens of sweet potatoes."

Xiao Baoshan said, "just ask casually."

There's no one else here to buy sweet potatoes anyway, The stall owner simply told Xiao Baoshan: "that's the roasted whole sheep in Yingfeng restaurant. Some time ago, a cook came to their restaurant. It is said that she is still a woman. The roasted mutton is unique. In order to eat the roasted sheep, people in the capital lined up at the door to buy it. It's like no money. When can my roasted sweet potato achieve that level?"

"Cook?" Xiao Baoshan was stunned.

"Anyway, I heard about it. I don't know if it's right, but now the female cook has gone, and no one knows where she has gone. After she left, the roast whole sheep there is not as delicious as before, and there are fewer people coming to eat. However, it's delicious anyway."

"Which direction is the windward restaurant?" Xiao Baoshan asked.

The stall owner pointed not far away: "go east, turn north, close to the direction of the palace."

Xiao Baoshan suddenly put the two baked sweet potatoes he didn't eat back on the stall of the stall owner, and then hurried away.

"Hey, your baked sweet potato!" The stall owner shouted.

Xiaobao mountain didn't go back to the tunnel: "it's your baked sweet potato."

The tall figure soon disappeared at the corner.