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The coachman had long been used to their slow-paced, stop-and-go itinerary, so he found a stall to drink tea and rest without any urging.Yin Fengxiang and Yin Qingyu used the downstairs lobby casually, and walked to the street.

The innkeeper was right, the town was going to market these two days, it was very lively, and there were crowds everywhere.There are many stalls on the side of the road, selling fruits and vegetables, selling livestock, tailoring, handicrafts, juggling... It is dizzying.

Take a casual look along the way.There was a stall in front of it that was so crowded that it blocked half of the road.But when the tempting aroma came, it turned out that this was a wonton stall.

The stall is simple and there are not many tables and chairs, but looking at the crowded customers, it is obvious that the taste is good.Yin Qingyu looked curiously at the wontons in the guest's bowl.

He also eats wontons in Fenghua Mountain Villa, either with shiitake mushrooms and minced chicken with fresh bamboo shoots, or Jinhua ham with crab meat, or emerald shrimp and whitebait egg yolk.The wontons made by this master chef are different, they are too big, and the shape is not delicate, but they are round and very cute.

"I'll buy you a bowl, do you want to try it?" Yin Fengxiang smiled when he saw that he was fascinated.

Yin Qingyu nodded, looking expectantly.

Yin Fengxiang asked him to wait in a secluded place, and squeezed into the crowd to buy wontons.

Yin Qingyu had nothing to do and looked around.Here is a pawn shop, the owner of the shop is teaching his apprentices, and from time to time a few words; the pawn shop used to be a small shop selling rouge and gouache, and the owner was a middle-aged couple, who seemed to be eloquent and coaxed the customers to nod their heads; this home……

It is a small two-story building.From the facade, you can't tell what kind of business it is, and it doesn't look like a residence.I saw two lanterns hanging in front of the door, and two women were talking and laughing behind the half-open door.

He couldn't help but walk over.

When I got closer, I found that the mottled and faded words on the plaque were "Fangchun Pavilion".He was just about to take a closer look at the couplet by the door, when the joking woman inside suddenly turned around and said with a smile: "My lord, who are you looking for?"

Yin Qingyu was taken aback.This woman is about twenty years old, she doesn't have much jewelry, but her clothes are quite colorful.She stared straight at him, her eyes rolling, without restraint.Yin Qingyu was embarrassed by her.

He was just looking at it casually, not looking for someone, just trying to clarify the misunderstanding, the woman laughed again: "Is the young master a foreigner?"

Yin Qingyu nodded.

The woman stepped forward and looked at him interestingly: "Are foreigners so shy? Are you a scholar? Oh, Xianghong, come and see!"

A woman in red came out from the door carrying a basin: "What, I'm still pouring water! Little maidservant, have you got a gold ingot?" Seeing Yin Qingyu, she immediately slid over him, "Oh... ..."

Yin Qingyu felt very uncomfortable, and took a step back slightly, "You two girls, don't take offense, I didn't come here to find someone, so I bid farewell."

The previous woman was very enthusiastic: "If you don't look for it, why don't you look for it? Come on, follow me in and sit down first?" Then she stretched out her slender hand painted with Kodan to pull his sleeve.

"Brother." Suddenly a voice sounded.

Looking back, I saw that Yin Fengxiang had already bought wontons and came here.He called Yin Qingyu, but his eyes were on the two women.

The two women met his eyes, felt a little scared, looked at each other, lifted their skirts and went in.

Yin Fengxiang pulled Yin Qingyu and took a few steps outside.Yin Qingyu frowned slightly in confusion: "Who is this family?"

"Brothel." Yin Fengxiang glanced at the small building, "This town is not big, but although the sparrow is small, it has all internal organs."

Hearing that this is a brothel, Yin Qingyu was a little surprised, couldn't help but recall the behavior of the two women, and looked at the building again.

"If you go in, what they will do to you is beyond your imagination." Yin Fengxiang smiled, "It's better not to go to this kind of place."

Yin Qingyu knows that the fireworks are full of flowers, and they are naturally full of spring flowers and autumn moons, and love between men and women. It is no wonder that women just looked at him so unscrupulously.He couldn't help asking: "What about you, have you been there?"

Yin Fengxiang pondered for a while, and said: "Yes." He seemed unwilling to say more, and handed him the wonton bowl in his hand: "Brother, try it quickly, or it will be cold."

Yin Qingyu's eyes dimmed.So did he treat others like this before... Just like last night, that kind of skin-to-skin contact and affection... So he also treated others like this.The heart sank straight, sore and stiff.He looked at the steaming wontons in front of him, without any appetite, and gently pushed them away.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Yin Fengxiang looked at his face: "Are you jealous?"

Yin Qingyu didn't make a sound.He has always been serious about his own intentions, yes or no.That's what it means by default.

Yin Fengxiang laughed softly: "I can't tell that my eldest brother is usually quiet and peaceful, so it turns out that he has such a strong desire for monopoly."

Yin Qingyu's face immediately became embarrassingly pale after being told so clearly.I care so much about myself, so I look like a ridiculous jealous woman... It's ridiculous and ugly.Tears almost flowed down.

He looked away, and said coldly, "If you think I'm ugly, that's okay. From now on... later..." His voice trembled slightly, and he tried to cover it up, "We won't meet again in the future..."

"Brother!" Yin Fengxiang stood in front of him, grabbed his hand, felt his palm was cold, and hurriedly said, "Don't be angry, I'm talking nonsense."

Yin Qingyu remained silent.

"You said you are willing to be with me, don't you mean it?" Yin Fengxiang stared at him, "As for other things, don't worry, big brother... If I go to Huaxiang to buy spring, how dare I touch you?" Said with a smile.

Yin Qingyu's face suddenly turned red.I don't know if it's because of the heat brought by his closeness, or the huge compliment contained in these words.

Yin Fengxiang smiled and handed the bowl to him, watched him pick up the spoon and took a bite, then said with a smile: "...after touching you, I don't want to touch others anymore."

The ambiguity in the language made Yin Qingyu hardly swallow the wonton in his mouth.

"If you really want to see it, wait another ten days and take you to the various brothels in the south of the Yangtze River to take a good look." Yin Fengxiang saw him drop the spoon, took it by himself, and continued to spoon and feed him, "Brother doesn't like to eat, don't you? Is there no vinegar in it?"

Yin Qingyu was embarrassed by him, it's not that he really doesn't like food, besides, he bought it himself in a crowd.He continued to eat right now, just staring at him. "You've never seen so much talk before."

"I used to talk less, so my elder brother always ignores me." Yin Fengxiang said, "Is it delicious?"

Yin Qingyu nodded and smiled, scooped up one and handed it to him with bright and gentle eyes.

Yin Fengxiang held his hand, and suddenly felt that there was no vinegar in the bowl, but full wine, which could make people drunk.