Chapter 22： bowl cake

In the next few days, Chen Xing did not meet the two young ladies again, nor did he meet anyone who came to their booth to find fault.

After starting to worry, Chen Xing gradually put this matter aside, just thinking that if he encounters the lady who was beaten for him one day, he must be well He thanks.

This day, when Chen Xing and Qiu Jiu were busy, they suddenly heard a familiar sound of gongs and drums not far away. Star is no exception.

Chen Xing saw at a glance the two officials who came to promote it last time.

The two officials were dressed the same as last time, one was beating with a gong and drum, the other shouted loudly after the sound of the gong: "Tomorrow at noon, the Lai family will be beheaded on the street, Vendors on the street should be careful and avoid them."

Chen Xing watched the two officials walk along the street while promoting, and then gradually disappeared.

Jiu asked, "Why do they want the vendors to pay attention?"

Qiu Jiu heard Chen Xing's question, the expression that was still watching the play froze for a while, but also showed a confused expression, and then shook his head in confusion, watching Chen Xing guess. : "I don't know, is it some kind of custom here?"

"What is the custom, that's for fear of accidental injury!"

The suddenly inserted voice shocked both Qiu Jiu and Chen Xing who were still discussing. They turned their heads and saw Fu Gongzi who didn't know what to do. At this time, he was staring seriously in front of him. The wooden barrel is obviously choosing the favorite food.

"Young Master Fu, what do you want to eat today?" Chen Xing asked with a smile when he saw it was him, "And what did you mean?"

"I'm going to have a Liangpi today, and my mother will take me to a banquet later. It's not good to go again when I'm full." With a cold face, a look of unbearable giving up appeared on his face.

Chen Xing smiled when he saw this, and asked Qiu Jiu to give him a cold skin. At the same time, he looked at him and wanted to know what he meant.

Fu Gongzi instructed Qiu Jiu to add more ingredients to him, and by the way, he continued what he had not said just now, "Do you know how this yamen escorts condemned prisoners?"

Chen Xing shook his head, he has not been here for a long time, and the scope of activities is limited, how can he know such a thing.

Fu Gongzi looked at the shrewd little boss who was usually shrewd, and showed such a confused look at this time, he couldn't help laughing proudly, and explained to him: "Those people are from the prison cells of the government. Get out and put the prison van and go down Main Street to where the execution takes place."

Fu Gongzi took the bowl that Qiu Jiu handed over, sniffed, seemed satisfied with the smell, and continued: "And on the way to the execution site, as long as it doesn't happen. When it comes to robbing prisoners, officers and soldiers generally don’t care about what happens.”

Hearing this, Chen Xing's mind flashed, thinking of some pictures he had seen on TV, as if he understood what he meant.

As expected, Mr. Fu continued: "If you don't attract people's hatred, naturally nothing major will happen. But if you have many enemies on weekdays, there must be rotten eggs, rotten leaves, etc. on the road. And if there are too many dirty things, the person who loses the head is not good enough, isn't it easy to accidentally hurt the vendor next to him? That's why the county magistrate has such a reminder. "

Hearing this, Chen Xing only felt that the current county magistrate seemed quite human.

Fu Gongzi waved his hand to say you're welcome, picked up the bowl and went to find a place to eat.

Chen Xing, who was standing in front of the stall, looked at the main street not far away, and the yamen not far away from them. When the prison car passed by, there was an accident that affected him.

Chen Xing made up his mind, and after finishing his business, he became very careful in packing up, and even cleaned up the tables and chairs before leaving.

When he returned to Gu Mansion, Chen Xing and the others had lunch and after a sleep, he looked at the early sky. Thinking that I don't need to set up a stall tomorrow, I decided to go to the kitchen to make some sweets.

Chen Xing's speed is not too fast, but because he did not make a lot, he still made a steamer's 'Baozi cake' within an hour.

When Qiu Jiu saw smoke coming from the kitchen, all she saw were transparent desserts placed on the chopping board in small bowls.

Qiu Jiu curiously stared at Chen Xing who was picking out the thing with a bamboo skewer, and asked suspiciously, "What is this?"

Chen Xing used the bamboo skewer in his hand to string the 'Bozi cake' in the small bowl, and handed it to Qiu Jiu, who asked questions, and said with a smile: "This is the bowl cake. "

Qiu Jiu looked at the transparent thing, took a bite out of curiosity, then her eyes lit up, she gave Chen Xing a thumbs up, and said happily, "This is delicious."

Chen Xing saw that Qiu Jiu was happy to eat, and his mood also improved. He put three different flavors on a plate, and watched Qiu Jiu who ate one after three or two times. Jiu asked, "What is Young Master Gu doing now?"

Qiu Jiu thought for a moment, then replied, "I should write in the study."

Chen Xing nodded at him, picked up the tray and was about to leave, and when he was about to step out of the kitchen, he seemed to think of something, and clicked the remaining bowl cakes with his chin, and said to Qiu Jiu. : "I made three flavors, you can try them all."

"Well, I know."

until Chen Xing left, Qiu Jiu looked at the bowls of cakes still in small bowls and the bamboo sticks beside them, and said with a chuckle, "The ones for the son are all skewered, I have to come by myself, which is really discriminatory treatment.”

Chen Xing didn't know that Qiu Jiu was muttering to himself behind his back, so he picked up the plate and went straight to Gu Lang's door. At a glance, he saw Gu Lang who was standing at the table sorting papers.

Chen Xing watched Gu Lang lowered his eyebrows and stared at the things in his hands intently. The pair of knuckles of his hands lightly stroked the pages of the book, like a pleasing painting.

While Chen Xing was standing there staring blankly, Gu Lang seemed to sense his movement, raised his head and looked in his direction, his eyes first fell on On his slightly stunned face, it gradually slid onto the tray in his hand.

After a while, Gu Lang gave him a gentle smile, looked at him and said warmly, "Is there something you want to give me?"

Until then, Chen Xing nodded as if suddenly awakened, then looked at Gu Lang, who was looking at him with a smile, and walked in.

As Chen Xing approached, Gu Lang also saw clearly what was in his hand. It was three foods strung together by bamboo sticks, showing a transparent color. Thinking of what Chen Xing made on weekdays, Gu Lang thought that this should be a new kind of food.

Chen Xing looked at Gu Lang, who seemed to be hesitant, and smiled: "This is my new food, Bozai cake. I made red beans, mung beans, and grape flavored ones, you can try them. Try it, I think you'll like it."

After he finished speaking, he wanted to find a place to put it down, and wanted Gu Lang to take one and taste it, but when he looked down, he saw a table full of papers, leaving him with nowhere to put it.

Gu Lang looked at Chen Xing who had no idea what to do, and quickly put away the paper full of words on the desktop, sorted out an empty space, and let Chen Xing put the things in his hands lay down.

After Chen Xing put down the tray and let Gu Lang choose one to eat, he saw the sheets of paper next to him, looked at them curiously, and then found the He could actually recognize most of the characters, and it felt similar to their ancient traditional characters.

Gu Lang, who was picking up a red bean-flavored bowl of cake to eat, fell in love with the strong and smooth taste of this little thing after taking a bite. After looking at the pieces of paper, he paused for a while while he was eating, looked at him with deep eyes, and asked softly, "Can you understand?"

Hearing this sudden voice, Chen Xing was taken aback. When he saw Gu Lang staring at him seriously, Chen Xing, who was still in the embarrassment of being caught, was a little uncomfortable. Nodding embarrassingly, "I can understand a little bit."

Gu Lang looked at Chen Xing with an embarrassed face, calmly ate the small half-bottle cake left in his hand, and then looked at him and asked, "Then you know what I wrote is what?"

Chen Xing didn't know why Gu Lang asked this question, but he was a little puzzled and said what he saw, "I think it's like a script." Although it is more than what he saw in modern times The novel is a little off, but it looks pretty good in this day and age.

Gu Lang nodded when he heard what he said, and asked with some inexplicable meaning: "Yes, it's the script. I remember you said at the beginning that you were not welcome in the Chen residence. , where did you recognize the word?"

Chen Xing became flustered when he asked this question, looked at him at a loss, and whispered: "I, I follow when I see others learning. I learned, so I can recognize a few words."

Gu Lang looked at Chen Xing, who was obviously not telling the truth, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, his eyebrows lowered slightly, he picked another mung bean flavor and ate it, and suddenly changed the subject, "I I heard Qiu Jiu say that tomorrow the Lai family will ask for beheading."

Seeing that Gu Lang didn't mention what happened just now, although Chen Xing didn't know why, he quickly nodded along with the topic he changed, "Well, yes."

"What are your plans for tomorrow?"

Chen Xing heard Gu Lang's question, and he didn't understand why he asked. He looked at Gu Lang and saw Gu Lang lowered his head, his long eyelashes covering his eyebrows, I can't see the emotions underneath.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Lang raised his head and stared straight at him with those deep black eyes, as if there were a lot of things hidden inside, and asked him softly, "You don't want to go and have a look. , to see the excitement in other people's mouths?"