What if I haven't seen Siheyuan?

When I came back, I thought about my own and the original owner's horrible cooking skills.

Yan Xiaoyao planned to go to the legendary Wangfujing to buy two roast ducks to try and see if they were really as delicious as the rumors said.

By the way, buy some more white flour buns and store them in the storage space for future use.

Yan Xiaoyao tried it and found that the time in his storage space was prohibited.

I poured a cup of boiling water into it last night, and took it out after half an hour, and it was still as hot as before.

Sure enough, the novel was not read in vain, it was still somewhat useful.

If I didn't have this storage space to store food, I would have to buy food outside every day, and then those beasts would take the opportunity to cause trouble.

Damn, this is so disgusting! I really want to get rid of these beasts.

I don't know when the system will give me some magic tools for cultivation.

When the time comes, we must quietly kill all these evildoers.

Following a series of "beep" sounds, Yan Xiaoyao raised his eyes and saw the bus unique to this era.

The car, with a huge gas bag on top, slowly drove to the platform.

Just as he reached the door, he was forced into the car by a group of people without even touching the ground.

Damn it. . .

Wow, it is said that buses in later generations are crowded, but buses of this era are no less crowded!

The group of people were packed like a group of sardines, and all kinds of smells were intertwined in the car.

The enhanced nasal cavity captures these smells clearly.

vomit...

This taste is so sour and refreshing.

These days, even taking a bath requires a bath ticket, and many people only take a bath once in a long time.

Coupled with the daily physical labor, the smell was really unbearable for Yan Xiaoyao.

"We're at Wangfujing, is anyone getting off?"

"Those who want to get off the bus should get off quickly to make room for those who want to get on."

Hearing the ticket seller's call, Yan Xiaoyao hurriedly used his strengthened body to push through the crowd and rushed down.

After getting off the bus, he took a deep breath and absorbed the fresh air. Only then did he feel alive again.

I raised my hand and smelled the clothes. It felt like I had been marinated in them just from such a short distance.

Yan Xiaoyao walked through the bustling crowd and arrived at the famous roast duck restaurant in Wangfujing. There was a long queue in front of the restaurant, and people stretched their necks and looked forward to it, their eyes full of eager anticipation for the delicious food.

Yan Xiaoyao stood in the line, standing on tiptoe from time to time to look at the situation in the store. The store was filled with the rich aroma of roast duck, and the intoxicating aroma drifted out through the crack of the door, wantonly teasing everyone's taste buds.

Finally it was his turn, and he walked forward quickly without waiting.

Hanging in the window were roast ducks with golden color, crispy skin and tender meat. The roast ducks glowed attractively under the light, and the shiny skin seemed to be whispering the secret of deliciousness.

Yan Xiaoyao couldn't help swallowing and said to the salesperson, "Master, give me two roast ducks and twenty steamed buns." There was some urgency in his voice.

The salesperson skillfully took a roast duck, placed it on the chopping board, and began to slice the duck with great skill.

Slices of duck meat of even thickness are neatly stacked on the plate, with the skin and meat connected, and the aroma is everywhere.

Yan Xiaoyao stared at the salesperson's movements intently, his eyes full of anticipation. His nostrils twitched slightly, greedily inhaling the aroma of roast duck in the air.

After paying the bill, Yan Xiaoyao took the packaged roast duck and steamed buns, and couldn't help but take another deep breath, as if he wanted to absorb all the tempting aroma into his lungs.

Holding roast duck and steamed buns in his hands, he squeezed out of the crowd with great effort, a satisfied smile on his face, and he couldn't wait to go home and feast on them.

After shopping, Yan Xiaoyao prepared to go home and enjoy the food first.

Thinking of the scene when he took the bus just now, he decisively gave up the idea of ​​squeezing into the bus again.

Forget it, I'll just take a rickshaw! It's slower, but you won't be squeezed like sardines, and there's no unpleasant smell.

I stopped a rickshaw on the roadside and told him my destination. The driver said, "Comrade, it's a bit far. It will cost you fifty cents."

After hearing this, Yan Xiaoyao agreed without hesitation: "Okay, no problem, let's go!" He was still thinking, it only costs 50 cents for such a long distance. In the future, a casual taxi ride in a scenic spot would cost 100 or 200 yuan, this is really cheap!

Looking at the driver pulling the cart hard in front of him, Yan Xiaoyao suddenly thought of a person named Cai Quanwu. He wondered if there was such a person in this world. With a tentative mentality, he asked the driver: "Master, is there a person named Cai Quanwu among you who pull carts?"

"Comrade, there is such a person, but he is a coward. Occasionally, when other drivers have something urgent to do, he will borrow their rickshaws to run for a while."

"How do you know him? Do you have something to do with him?" the driver asked without turning his head while pulling the cart.

"Oh, nothing. I just heard someone mention this person, so I asked casually." Yan Xiaoyao replied casually to the driver.

But my heart is filled with thoughts.

It seems that the world I traveled to not only has the plot of the Siheyuan, but is also related to other film and television works.

I remember that the novels I read all said that the location was near Zhengyangmen.

If I have time, I must go to that tavern to see the legendary Xu Huizhen and Chen Xueru from the cloth shop.

It is said that these two women are extremely beautiful, and I must go and see them.

The fate of these two women in the novel is quite bumpy. If I were good-looking, I would help rewrite their fate.

I'm definitely not being attracted by women, I just simply want to be a good person.

They soon arrived near the courtyard, and Yan Xiaoyao quickly asked the driver to pull over.

After paying the driver and sending him off, he found an empty alley and put all his things into the storage space.

After thinking about it, he took out another roast duck and some steamed buns.

Otherwise, you'd go in empty-handed and avoid being picked up by those beasts who might smell the scent and cause trouble.

I plan to go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy a bag tomorrow so that I can hide my tracks in the future.

Yan Laokou saw Yan Xiaoyao from a distance and saw what he was holding. As soon as Yan Xiaoyao entered the door, he hurriedly said, "Hey, Xiaoyao is back!"

"You also bought roast duck and white flour buns!"

Then he sniffed and said, "Oh, you bought the roast duck from Wangfujing! This is really good stuff!"

"Judging from your appearance, you probably haven't eaten yet! Do you want to eat together at Third Uncle's house?" Old Yan stared at the roast duck in Yan Xiaoyao's hand with shining eyes.

Yan Xiaoyao looked at Yan Laokou with contempt: "You'd better forget it!"

"Yesterday you and that group of people were planning to take over my house, and today you asked me to go to your house for dinner, but I don't dare. I feel scared."

After saying that, he raised his legs and walked towards the backyard.

Old Yan slapped his thigh as he looked at the roast duck and steamed buns that were gradually disappearing into the distance.

"What a pity! I didn't get such a good thing. If I had known, I would have touched it first. Otherwise, I can still taste it now."

"How come this kid has been locked up at home for a few days and now his personality has changed after coming out?"

"It seems like Old Yi won't be able to control him anymore. It seems like we have to change our attitude towards him and see if we can get something out of him." Yan Laokou was thinking in his mind while feeling sorry for the roast duck that flew away.

Yan Xiaoyao, who was carrying his things and walking home, was still sighing in his heart that this old stingy Yan was indeed just like what was described in those novels.

It's simply like plucking feathers from a passing goose, thinking about taking advantage of small gains all day long.

No wonder so many time travelers used a little trick to make this old man Yan send his daughter-in-law Yu Li to him.

After a few days when I have sorted out everything, I will try the methods of my predecessors.