Lan Ke Qi Yuan: Extra: The Unbroken Past 1

At dusk, the rays of the setting sun from the west shine on the city streets, coating the pedestrians with a light golden color. People go out in groups in twos and threes, or rush to their homes.

On the corner of a slightly shabby old street, there are few pedestrians around. There are people busy at several stalls near and far. Some set up lights and are busy opening in front of the night market, and some pack things and prepare to carry them. Carrying a load or pushing a cart home.

The stall owners in the nearby stalls were all talking and laughing, greeting each other. A sturdy man with slightly gray hair was clearing the tables, chairs and benches with a young man. At this time, there was also an old man and a woman pushing them together. A two-wheeled wooden cart came.

"Oh, Uncle Li, you are here."

Hearing the sound of wheels, the man raised his head and glanced at the approaching car and people.

"Wait a moment, we will pack it up soon."

"Grandpa Li, we will be fine soon."

The young man also raised his head. When he saw the car and the people, especially the girl, the movements of his hands suddenly became agile.

"Hahahaha, don't rush, don't rush, Dongdong, go help."

"Yeah."

The girl responded, walking briskly to the stall, and helping to organize it together. This stall location is quite good. After the noodle stall is closed during the day, their late night snack stall will be closed in the evening. Setting up a stall here, the two families get along well with each other, and their relationship is naturally not bad.

Seeing the girl coming to move the bench, the young man seemed very attentive.

"Dongdong, just let me come, hey."

"Hey, you are busy with your own business."

Seeing that his son was getting tired of it, the strong man shook his head helplessly and smiled at the old man. The old man was smiling and stroking his beard in front of his wooden cart, seemingly not surprised.

"Yiqiu, this kid, is pretty good."

"Hey, Uncle Li and you elders just say this because you love him. This kid is still too lazy, otherwise he should be studying in a certain academy by now."

The young man's ears were very bright and he immediately turned around and retorted.

"Dad, with three hundred and sixty years of work, the only way to become a champion is to be a scholar or an official. Besides, aren't you always afraid that our family's craftsmanship will be lost? I think it's pretty good now! ”

"You brat, you are making excuses for your laziness. Clean it up quickly. Don't let your Grandpa Li and Dongdong wait."

"Hahahaha, it's not in the way, it's not in the way. It's too early for night guests to come here. I'm just taking a rest!"

"Uncle Sun, I'll be fine too!"

The girl also smiled and said something with a clear voice.

"I'm fine too!"

The young man followed.

"You have a fart..."

The strong man was about to lecture his son when suddenly a voice came from nearby.

"The store will close the stall slowly!"

A few people in front of the stall heard the sound and looked around.

The afterglow of the setting sun was obscured by the buildings in the distance. On the slightly dim street, three people walked up to me at some point. Two of them were wearing tight-fitting gray clothes and hats without any accessories, with expressionless faces. One was dressed luxuriously, but His face was a little pale, and the person speaking was the man in gray on the left.

"Uh, who are these?"

At this time, almost no one visited the stall. It didn’t look like these three people could find other places to eat, right?

The man looked a little suspicious, and the three of them felt that something was not right just by looking at him. They instinctively did not want to have any interaction.

"Sorry, three guests, we have closed the stall today."

The man on the left showed a smile and stepped forward to explain his purpose.

"Shopkeeper, I came all the way here just to have a bowl of noodles at your noodle stall. Besides, you are just closing the stall. Just set up two stools and cook another bowl."

"To tell you the truth, the ingredients left at this stall are not enough to make three bowls of noodles."

The strong man fiddled with the cabinet cart a few times, looking at the materials, smiling and talking, and then rubbed his apron with both hands.

"Yes, the old man knows that at this time, this stall really doesn't have much material left."

The old man also said this with a smile.

The man in gray on the right stepped forward and said expressionlessly.

"Don't talk nonsense, just make one bowl of noodles. We won't eat it, just make it for him to eat!"

The man in gray pointed at the rich man next to him, his tone was completely unlike what a servant should have.

The strong man and the old man next to him looked at each other, then nodded with a smile and said "yes", and hurried to work beside the cabinet car.

"Yiqiu, set up the tables and chairs. Dongdong, go help your grandpa organize things. You don't need your help here."

The young man quickly touched the girl next to him with his elbow. The latter glanced at him slightly worriedly, then glanced at the three people of unknown origin, and then quickly walked to his grandfather's side.

"Grandpa..."

"It's okay, it's just a visitor from afar who wants to eat noodles."

The old man smiled and comforted his granddaughter, but he was still a little worried deep in his eyes. He would look at the three people from time to time, but he was overly prying, and he only glanced at them when they were cleaning up the stall.

The Sun family's side has been rearranged. Fortunately, the fire has not been completely extinguished. This will cause some fanning, and soon the stove in the car will be bright again, and Sun Yiqiu, who is responsible for lighting the fire, can shine Half of his face lit up.

In front of a newly arranged table, three visitors came over one after another, but none of them sat down.

The man in gray on the left looked at another small table to one side. There was a stall curtain that had been rolled up halfway, with the word "Sun" written on the exposed part.

"Is this right?"

The pale and wealthy man had a complicated look on his face, and he nodded gently after a long time.

"That's right here."

The voice was a little quiet, and seemed to have a lot of emotions. After saying this, the man turned his head and looked at the cupboard.

"Store, a bowl of chop suey noodles."

"Okay, a bowl of chop suey noodles~~~Uh..."

After shouting out of habit, the strong man's voice stopped for a moment, and then he added something embarrassed.

"Sir, I'm really sorry. As I said just now, there are not many ingredients left. The noodles are enough, but the haggis is not enough. The weight of the haggis will inevitably be..."

"It's okay, just put less, just put less, let's go down."

The man finally smiled, seemed to sigh, and then slowly sat down.

"Hey, sir, please wait a moment. Please take a seat, please. Let's watch some tea."

"Oh!"

The young man quickly came over with a teapot and a tea tray, neatly arranged the tea bowls, and then poured tea for the three of them. He would observe the three people here from the corner of his eyes from time to time, but he did not dare to be too obvious.

Seeing that the tea was poured, the two men in gray also sat down, one on the left and the other on the right. They picked up the tea bowl and smelled the fragrance of the tea before putting it down without taking a sip. The rich man sitting in the middle picked up the tea bowl and drank. got up.

Not far away, Dongdong looked here with some worry, and then looked at his grandfather. The latter just shook his head slightly, and then asked her to tidy up the things on the stall.

The Sun family's father and son were not slow in their movements. Even Sun Yiqiu was very nimble at this moment. Soon there was the sound of pasta being cooked from the cupboard cart.

A man in gray clothes looked at the stall owner using chopsticks to pick up braised offal from a pottery basin. He suddenly frowned, turned his head and glanced at the people waiting for pasta, then stood up and walked to the cupboard in a few steps. By the car.

When the Sun family father and son looked up, they happened to see a gloomy face with narrow eyes.

"Hmph! You dare to fool us with your lies. There is obviously a lot of ingredients left in your pottery pot. If it is really not enough for one bowl, you should put all of it into the noodle bowl, but there is still more than half left. Accepting this deal and yet being so greedy is so courageous!”

The voice of the man in gray was low at first, but in the end it sounded a bit sharp, causing pain to the eardrums of Sun and his son, and Dongdong over there couldn't help but cover his ears.

A feeling of terror came over them. Everyone felt chills and goosebumps all over their bodies when they heard the sound.

"Guest, guest, you misunderstood, misunderstood! It's all my fault that I didn't explain clearly. It's not a villain who intentionally deceives guests. This is, this is us..."

"Don't scare the shopkeeper, this is the rule of Sun's Noodle Stall."

The Sun family was so cold that they couldn't speak clearly. Before they could finish speaking, the waiting diners over there spoke for them.

"This noodle stall has always had a rule in the past. You have to keep a portion of the various kinds of food you make when you close the stall. You won't sell it to anyone who comes. It's not that they don't want to give it to me."

"Yes, yes, that's it...just like this, the guest officer said..."

Mr. Sun spoke awkwardly. As she spoke, white air came out of the corner of her mouth, and her lips were slightly blue. She was so cold that her son beside her was already shaking all over.

"Really?"

"Yes, yes!"

Ms. Sun moved her steps, moved behind the cabinet truck, and pointed to a location.

The man in gray clothes turned sideways and took a look. There was a nail nailed to the back of the cupboard, and an old-looking wooden sign hung on it, with three words "keep a copy" engraved on it.

"It seems that I made the mistake of blaming you for waiting, hum."

The man in gray sneered and returned to the table.

It was only then that Sun and his son felt their body temperature rise again, and their backs were covered with cold sweat. The people in front of the stall knew that what they met was definitely not an ordinary person, and was very evil.

This kind of thing usually comes from dramas and stories, but this time it happened. However, the people who set up stalls all year round are still somewhat determined. The Sun family didn't say much, and they were still preparing to eat. They didn't have money. Money doesn't matter, I just hope that the other person will finish eating and leave quickly.

At the same time, Mrs. Sun couldn't help but look at the diner again.

The Sun family's small noodle stall is not very eye-catching, and those who know this rule must be regular customers. Looking for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com, they have no impression of this person at all.

"Come, come, sir, please use it!"

The man himself carried the plate to the table and served the noodles to the diners, while the son on the side followed suit, guarding his father's side cautiously.

"Oh, thank you, thank you, I miss this bowl so much!"

The gorgeous man looked happy, picked up his chopsticks and started eating the noodles, while another man in gray clothes on the side was looking at the Sun family carefully.

"Hey, it's interesting. I just missed it. I didn't expect that the owners and waiters of this lonely little noodle stall are all blessed people. Although they are not rich and noble, they seem to be honest and honest. ....."

"Huh?"

Another man in gray also began to look at the Sun family father and son carefully, but the latter shrank back and only dared to smile.

"The guest officer is joking, the guest officer is joking, but the ancestral craftsmanship is still good. Although there have been several twists and turns, it has never been discontinued for dozens of generations..."