Copper Coins Chapter 41: Shop 2 (2)

It's just that the notice is very weird. There is nothing at the bottom of the portrait except a simple description of the facial features and age. Even the person on the portrait did not say what happened and why they searched around like this. People are very dangerous. If you see them, you must notify the government to capture them alive, and don't act rashly.

Jiang Shining and the others looked at each other, stunned for a while, and then lowered their heads to study the portrait again——

"The eyes are smaller than that of the master." Shi Shizhang choked out a sentence after a long time. As he said, he tried to find other differences in the portrait. After a while, he found that the mainland was poking at the end of the portrait's eyebrows and said, "Look carefully, there is a small mole here, there is no mole here, Master, and the bridge of the nose is slightly lower than that of Master."

Xue Xian glanced at the so-called small mole at the end of the eyebrow. To be honest, it might just be the hand of the person who painted the portrait.

On the other hand, Jiang Shining clicked on the text under the portrait and said, "Don't just stare at the painting, look here. Here's the emphasis. This monk has high cheekbones and a slightly hooked nose."

As soon as he finished speaking, all four pairs of eyes were fixed on Xuan Min's cheekbones and the tip of his nose.

Xuan Min: "..."

He is not used to such unobstructed stares, frowns slightly, and with that cold face, he seems more and more difficult to approach.

Jiang Shining and the others retracted their gazes embarrassedly, but Xue Xian, who was not afraid of Xuanmin at all, took it directly, and pushed Xuanmin's face to the other side, so that he could see the side more clearly, "The tip of the nose Not hooked at all."

Xuan Min lined up his lawless claws, still staring at the portrait with a frown.

"Don't say anything else, just look at the expression of the master, and it doesn't look like the person this notice is looking for. It's really a crime, can it be this kind of ignorant appearance? That's too good to act!" Shi Shi Zhang The position in this group is at the bottom, so as soon as I get a chance, I start to play tricks and flatter me, "Although the person in this portrait is slightly similar to the master, but he looks comparable to the master's fierceness, and his eyebrows are not as good as the master. Decent—"

He dragged his throat and didn't dare to actually reach out to point at Xuanmin's face, but just raised his finger carefully to mean, "Just look at this face, how could he be someone with great viciousness and wickedness."

While he was explaining, Xue Xian hummed in his heart: What is the use of this bald donkey's ignorant appearance? As for his problem of amnesia when he disagrees, even if he really did something, he pointed out Maybe he has forgotten all about it, and of course he doesn't know why he was arrested. However...

The hooked nose and high cheekbones really don't match up. The portrait only has a frontal face, so it doesn't show these two points.

He was thinking and muttering in his heart, and the whispers of people at a table not far away filled his ears. Xue Xian glanced calmly.

"Is this monk similar to the person on the notice?" One of them glanced at Xuan Ming and whispered in the other's ear.

It's just that Xue Xian was able to hear the whisper clearly.

"I've been staring at him since he entered the door, but it's definitely not." Another person replied in a low voice, "Our county is the closest to the ferry, and people come and go every day. It's not like you didn't see it when you went to the government office, just the one from the day before yesterday, it looks like it was drawn from a painting, and the people in the government office have all rejected it, the person who is looking for must have higher cheekbones-"

The man pouted slightly towards Xuanmin, "This cheekbone is not as high as yesterday's, so don't even think about it, besides, the really suspicious monk was caught by the guards at the city gate before, why? Can I wait until now! Isn't my brother-in-law working in the yamen? Yesterday, I heard that the person above added some other descriptions, and this notice will have to be replaced with a new one in two days."

"Change again?! This notice has been changed three times in half a month. Is there any accuracy? Who is it? How can he change his appearance?"

"Who knows!" The man shook his head and said, "In the early days, people in the county would have to look twice when they saw a monk. After changing it twice, how many people do you think are now meddling with this business?"

After reading the notice and listening to what the two said, Xue Xian understood why the guards at the city gate had stared at Xuan Min a few more times, and finally waved them away.

If you don't know Xuanmin's people, just the points that those people talk about and the difference between Xuanmin and Xuanmin in the portrait are enough to rule out Xuanmin. After all, his temperament is really a little out of the dust, and ordinary people can see it at a glance. Most of the time, he will be intimidated by his temperament first, and only then will he notice his appearance. People with this kind of temperament don't seem to be able to do big evil things.

But Xue Xian is different from those strangers. He also knows the other side of Xuanmin—the spell is unfathomable and his memory is incomplete.

A person who is only slightly similar to the portrait and has many differences in details, people tend to be different from the same person.

But if a person not only looks a bit similar to the portrait, but also has an unknown origin, is unpredictable, has strange problems on his body, and for some reason forgets the past...so many things come together in one person On the body, can it be explained only by the fact that it happens to look a bit like?

Tsk—isn't it?

Xue Xian narrowed his eyes and stared at Xuan Min while drinking a sip of hot tea. It's just that Xuan Min himself kept looking at the portrait and didn't pay attention to his gaze.

"Guest officer, your dishes are here—" The little er in this shop are all trained, one hand has a wooden plate, and four dishes can be placed on it. Can't spill.

The little Er who just came to deliver food to Xue Xian and the others is not the same as the one who came to serve them tea and order. Generally, there are some unwritten rules in the store. When entering the store, whoever greets the customer at this table is always him, and it is rare to change people in the middle, because if you meet a generous master, he will serve you well Sweet, maybe I can get a few copper coins for errands.

"Huh? Where's the little brother just now?" Shitou Zhang was a stubborn man, he had to care about everything, and when he saw the shop's second serving dishes on the table, he asked.

The shop assistant said with a smile: "Oh, when Qijin was serving dishes in the back kitchen, he was burnt by the crock pot. I was afraid that he would not serve him well, so he asked me to replace him. The steamed pork with noodles was just hot. , the guest officer is more careful."

He said "slow use" and bowed back with a smile.

The people at the table didn't think much about it. Besides, they were hungry for a day, and they didn't see anything to eat. As soon as this hot dish came to the table, the aroma mixed with the steaming heat rushed to the face, and all the greedy worms that had been holding back for a day were all overwhelmed. Hooked up, just around the corner, who has the brain to think about other things.

Because I was fooled by Xuanmin, Xue Xian ordered all the dishes this time.

The steamed pork with glutinous rice is glutinous and crispy, the chicken soup in the clay pot is rich in juice, the braised mountain noodles are clear and neat, and a plate is full. A bite of golden brown on the bottom is a beef bun with hot soup...

Stone Zhang, who was about to starve to death, felt that he was so happy that he almost fainted, and even Lu Tianqi couldn't help swallowing.

"Why do you know which restaurant has a signature dish?" Jiang Shining sat in the darkest corner and couldn't even eat chopsticks. Looking at the hot food, he was quite heartbroken. Resentment, he could only run on Xue Xian in a lukewarm manner.

"Don't put on a face of going to the grave." Xue Xian lifted his chin, "Just... smell it."

When he used to have good legs and feet, although he didn't like to stay in the market for a long time, he was familiar with restaurants and restaurants all over the world. Every time he did something, with his feet, he would toss in the clouds three or two times, and he would be able to go from south to north, from east to west. But he was in a hurry to go, but he was never in a hurry to return. He always liked to choose some county towns along the way to settle down and eat some unknown delicacies.

Even when he became half paralyzed for half a year, he never treated himself badly. He tried his best to get people to get him some famous food to eat. As a result, since he met Xuanmin, he has been inexplicable. It takes two or three days to have a good meal, who should I reason with?

Thinking of this, he became a little angry, and his chopsticks moved more frequently, as if he wanted to eat back the missed circle.

Xuan Min's original thoughts were still on the notice, but unfortunately the ancestor next to him moved too much. He didn't rest between chopsticks after chopsticks, so he couldn't continue to think about it, so he had to fold the notice and put it away.

This restaurant is exceptionally down-to-earth. Each dish is very generous. There is a big pot full of steamed pork, and the tofu soup with mushrooms is like a pot.

Xuan Min took a cursory glance and felt that the entire table would be eaten, and he would have to eat several.

He always ate very little himself. He scooped up a small cup of tofu soup and ate it slowly one by one, in stark contrast to Xue Xian next to him.

After Xuan Min finished eating the small cup of tofu soup, he put down the spoon.

"Are you eating cat food? Can you be full with just two mouthfuls?" Xue Xian asked.

Xuan Min glanced at his table--the meat and chicken bones were almost piled up, and this ancestor was not honest at all. He probably felt that it was too much for him to spit out so many bones by himself. Using the other end of the chopsticks, he pushed halfway in the direction of Xuan Min, pretending that there were two piles.

Xuan Min: "..."

Have you ever seen a monk who can spit out chicken bones and meat bones?

Stone Zhang and the others watched helplessly as Xue Xian finished sucking the crispy meat from a chicken bone, and while Xuan Min turned his head, he placed it on the pile that was leaning towards Xuan Min inadvertently.

When Xuan Min glanced over again, he found that his pile was far ahead of the other.

As if someone is stupid and will believe...

Jiang Shining bowed to Xue Xian, "I admire."

Xue Xian ignored him.

No matter how hungry other people are, their appetite is just that of an ordinary person, so as Xuan Min expected, they couldn't hold on to half of the food at this table. However, Xue Xian never stopped his chopsticks.

He's not bad looking, he's not in a hurry to look at him, he's gentle and lazy, and with his face, it can be regarded as pleasing to the eye. But...

This ancestor ate a lot!

He ate this table cleanly, not to mention, he also asked the store for an extra serving of braised chicken in a crock pot, which he ate slowly on his own.

Xuan Min frowned as he watched him finish the last bit of food, and couldn't help but ask, "Are you still able to straighten your waist?" The implication...Are you eating too much?

"Anyway, it's not that I'm walking straight, so why don't you worry about whether your hands are strong enough?" Xue Xian was hugged a lot when he got out of the car along the way, and the jar was already broken, "Besides, this point It's just a taste of things. If you really want to talk about it, just like you, pack ten and put them in a cage, and I can swallow all the rest. I'm already restrained, understand?"

As he spoke, he gestured at Xuan Min's size and cage, and his oily fingers passed right in front of Xuan Min several times.

"..." Xuan Min expressionlessly picked up the hot cloth on the table, wrapped it around his paw, and pressed it back to the table, saying, "Wipe it clean before moving."

Xue Xian said angrily, "It's just you..."

The snow won't stop at night, and the rented carriage won't be able to come until tomorrow morning. They booked a few rooms in the inn, and planned to stay here for a night, and then set off for Qingping County in the morning. First, they would go to Jiang Shining's eldest sister to save her parents, and then follow Lu Twenqi's fortune-telling. , look for the person who tied the stone Zhang.

When a few people went upstairs, Xue Xian glanced and saw a person standing at the corner of the back of the stairs leading to the kitchen.

Seeing his bandaged fingers, Xue Xian remembered that this was the shop assistant who first greeted them, what was his name...

Oh, by the way, it seems to be called Qijin. It is estimated that the birth weight is used as a nickname, which is easy to support.

The shop assistant's eyes met Xue Xian's. He was stunned for a moment, then nodded somewhat restrainedly, and hurriedly turned around and turned into the back kitchen.

Xue Xian didn't take it to heart. He was thinking about another thing-because his legs and feet were inconvenient, it would be troublesome to get up at night, so Xuan Min shared a room with him and looked after him. This was just right. He was just about to ask Xuanmin about his amnesia, so as to find out if the person the government wanted to arrest was this bald donkey.

When they went upstairs and settled down in the room, in the corner of the back kitchen, the shop assistant named Qijin was touching his burned fingers and talking to the black-skinned assistant who replaced him.

"Are you sure?" Hei Pi Xiao Er asked in a low voice.

"I've only seen that once..." Qijin hesitated for a while, then said, "Besides, you know, Huihui Jitian's national teacher is wearing a mask, and he can't see his face at all, only showing his face Eyes. I was standing in front of me at that time, and was pushed and shoved again, and almost hit the team of sacrifice to the sky. The national teacher... the national teacher glanced at me at that time, and I was so scared that I didn't dare to move. How do you say it? What about—

He gestured with some embarrassment: "You will never forget those eyes that looked at you once in your life. I broke down in a cold sweat. I felt the same way when the guest glanced at me just now. , the calf is soft."

"But—" Hei Pi Xiao Er was still a little dubious.

"Also, although I haven't seen the appearance of the national teacher, I have seen it staring at the back. I will never forget that scene, like that. The guest just now saw me no matter whether it was his back or his walking posture. The one is exactly the same!"

"It doesn't make sense, is it true that the national teacher can come to our place? Besides, didn't they all say that the national teacher went to retreat?"

"You said that the notices all over the street recently are looking for a monk, who is a bit like the guest just now, will it be..."

Hei Pi Xiao Er thought for a while with a frown and said, "Forget it, or wait for the store to close, let's just go to the yamen?"