Chentan's Memories

No.40 Five times of talking and laughing, Chengwen Wealth Mansion was worried and misunderstood Master Lin

When Tang Yushu fell ill that day, the whole town of Chentan was in fear—except for Lin Lang, only Tang Yushu, a young man, was well-known in Chentan: he had a majestic appearance, a simple temperament and a sincere attitude towards others. Haojilang.In daily life, he also does things that are convenient, helping Grandma Liu clean up a broken door in the east, and helping Uncle Wang repair a broken window in the west. When talking about Tang Yushu in the surrounding villages, they all give thumbs up.

Therefore, Lin Lang crazily tied up a group of doctors back to the restaurant in the middle of the night, forcing them to guard Tang Yushu all night, and no one complained about it.

As for Lin Lang...it probably didn't grow in everyone's heart accurately: his brows were cold and his eyes were stern, and although his lips were red and his teeth were white, his words were often harsh...In general, he lost to Tang Yushu by a bit.

However, the combination of the cold and charming young man and the enthusiastic and silly military master has attracted the attention of Chen Tan people from the very beginning.From the moment they met each other, they got into the yamen, and developed into a friendship between two parties to create brilliance... The Mansion of the God of Wealth, which has been dusty for many years, has become a landmark of Chentan with its own topicality.

There is even a legend in the market-"The black-faced God of Wealth stole the fairy's lip balm and was beaten down to the mortal world. He had to earn tens of millions of taels of gold to go back... and the white-faced God of Wealth, as the sworn brother of the Black-faced God of Wealth, came down to earth together Come and help him!" After narrating the hearsay legend, the people in Chentan complacently enjoyed the surprised expressions of the foreign guests.

Uncle Wang smiled while serving the noodles, and when he put the noodles on the table, he also added to the topic: "There is a follow-up to this legend—"

The foreign guests turned their eyes in unison: "Follow-up?"

"Follow-up, yes." Uncle Wang now made up a story: "Don't all the yamen have to settle the profit and loss of the whole year before the New Year's Eve? - the same is true for the Heavenly Court. But the black and white Gods of Wealth have descended to the mortal world, The heavenly accountant was overwhelmed for a while, and the black-faced God of Wealth was called back by the Jade Emperor for half a month..."

Speaking of this, Uncle Wang deliberately stopped to show off, and sure enough, people from Chen Tan from other tables also gathered and testified: "It's true... no wonder that shopkeeper Tang has been in a coma for fifteen days for no reason! Shopkeeper Lin took all of Chen Tan's It's useless to call the doctor!"

One side is legendary and the other side is real, the eyes of all the foreign guests in the Hatchback Yinghe were straightened, and they slapped the table to urge Uncle Wang to continue.

Uncle Wang had the fun of swindling people, and while cooking the noodles, he continued to say: "Yes—and besides, the white-faced God of Wealth didn't know why, but the black-faced God of Wealth passed away half-dead, thinking it was the impermanent ghost who caught the wrong person. It’s bad, I moved in an old friend who was in the Heavenly Court, and they clamored to make a big disturbance in the Hall of Hell—but said that this old friend was originally a fierce general in the Heavenly Court; It is as picturesque as falling geese and sinking fish—let alone who he is, the guests should all have heard the legend of this fierce general in the mortal world..."

All the guests looked at each other when they heard this, and it took a while before someone asked tentatively: "Could it be Jiao...General Jiao--Li Wei?"

The plot is either fictional or real, and all of them are interspersed here, and "The Mansion of the God of Wealth" can be written.

Let's say that Uncle Wang just finished dismissing the guests here, and the four people from the God of Wealth's mansion came out one after another after having a moment of leisure.The leader, Chen Ni, turned pale, dangling his tongue, and asked Tang Yushu worriedly: "...Is it impossible to die?"

Tang Yushu laughed, greeted Uncle Wang, and ordered four bowls of noodles.

"Why don't you open today? With your business booming - just now I entertained a bunch of foreign guests who came to eat some crimson lips for you." Uncle Wang got up and started the pot again: "If you have money, you won't earn it—— You two are really two gods of wealth!"

Lin Lang came over, sat next to Tang Yushu, and responded to Uncle Wang: "I'm tired... After so many days of busy work, I must take a breath."

After cooking the pre-pulled noodles into the pot, Uncle Wang took out a package from the cabinet and handed it to Lin Lang: "Yushu entrusted me to make it for you."

Lin Lang took it and glanced at Tang Yushu, who was grinning his signature smile.Lin Lang then lowered his head and opened the bag, which was full of red cherry hairpins: "Why do you save so much?"

Uncle Wang shrugged: "This is only half of the thread Tang Yushu gave me."

Lin Lang's heart was so warm that he wanted to pounce on Tang Yushu and rub him tightly, but he refused to show it on his face, he just put the bag of red balls aside flatly, and said something after holding back for a long time : "It's a waste."

Shun'er observed the interaction between the two, and sweated for Tang Yushu: the young master has always liked wearing red cherry hairpins, and he was not happy that young master Tang gave him a bag full of it... Could it be that the young master gave birth to young master Tang? Get angry.

Although Shun'er is not well-versed in the world, from his point of view, he doesn't want Lin Lang to hate Tang Yushu - all the friends around Lin Lang in Jinling in the past had plans for him, only this Young Master Tang treated him sincerely ... Sipping on the noodle soup, Shun'er tried hard to find out some of Tang Yushu's advantages, trying to win back Lin Lang's affection for Tang Yushu; but this advantage should not be too hard to find, and there must be something to play with...

But Lin Lang said: "Uncle Wang's noodles, the soup is really delicious!"

Turning her small eyes, Shun'er followed suit and said, "Master Tang's soup is delicious too!"

A blunt compliment stunned Tang Yushu for a moment.Lin Lang was also taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at Shun'er: "Can you drink that spicy?"

"I can drink it!" Shun'er said stiffly, "It's delicious!"

Lin Lang didn't understand what the kid was thinking, so he turned his head to look at Tang Yushu, thinking for a moment: "Would you like to try a new flavor, a non-spicy soup base? Then follow what Brother Shen Ye said ——Let’s make some more yin and yang pots..."

What Lin Lang was talking about was not important, Shun'er only felt that Lin Lang denied the fact that "Master Tang's soup is delicious" and brought up his old friend Shen Ye... Shun'er felt that the sky was going to fall—Master was real this time He got into a fight with Young Master Tang.

Tang Yushu digested Lin Lang's suggestion: "...but... isn't the current one delicious?"

"Delicious—for you, for me." Lin Lang analyzed: "We used to cook hot pot for ourselves, which was our pastime; but now we use it to entertain guests, so we can't just use one flavor Do it to death - think about it, there was a table of guests with a child the day before yesterday, but the child cried when he ate spicy food."

"Didn't I go out and buy fruit for him!"

"Oh, I didn't make any money, so I posted the money myself."

Tang Yushu smiled foolishly: "Little boy can't eat spicy food, so we can't let him go hungry."

"Think about it, if the soup base is not so spicy, or even not spicy, can we make more money for this little kid?"

"How much can a small child eat..."

"Why are you so stupid—I'm just a metaphor! There are many adults who can't eat spicy food—although the climate in Jiangnan is also humid, it is different from Sichuan after all, and people have different taste habits."

"Didn't you say that this is the flavor?"

"When did you say that?"