The understanding is incredible: In the beginning, I was invited to pick up the Yihua Palace.

Chapter 373

Ji Changan was not kidding.

If he said he was going to eat beef noodles, he was going to eat beef noodles.

And he left behind the charming courtesan Ouyang Qing, a table of delicious food, and a thousand-dollar wine, and ran to a small stall in the north of the city to eat a bowl of the most ordinary beef noodles.

The noodle stall was very small and very simple.

There were only a few tables and chairs placed beside the stone road.

The only thing worth mentioning was that the boss of the noodle stall was dressed very simply, but he washed very cleanly and the stall was quite tidy.

Besides that, there was nothing outstanding.

But Ji Changan was very interested. He sat down with Lu Xiaofeng and others, smiled at the lame boss, and ordered six bowls of the signature beef noodles, two plates of braised beef, and a few simple cold dishes.

Sikong Zhaixing scratched his head and looked around at this small noodle stall. He couldn't see what was so special about it, so he lowered his voice and asked Lu Xiaofeng:

"Hey, Lu Xiaoji, what's so special about this place? Why don't we enjoy the delicious food and wine in Yiqinglou and come here to eat this damn beef noodles?"

Lu Xiaofeng scratched his head and was quite puzzled, but he cleared his throat and said seriously:

"Don't talk nonsense."

"Brother Ji is not an ordinary person. He has his own reasons for doing things. We can't interfere!"

Sikong Zhaixing was surprised when he heard this, and his eyes looking at Lu Xiaofeng became a little weird.

Good for you, Lu Xiaofeng.

It's your turn to teach me a lesson?

Who in the world doesn't know that you, Lu Xiaofeng, are famous for your big mouth and dare to say anything?

Today, you are pretending to be so!

The whispers of these two people naturally could not escape Ji Changan's ears, but he just smiled and explained softly:

"You two don't have to worry about it. This is not a famous place, and the beef noodles may not be very delicious, but at this time, being able to eat a bowl of hot noodles with three or five friends is always much more comfortable than drinking wine in a brothel."

When Lu Xiaofeng heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then laughed:

"Brother Ji is right!"

"As long as I can be with friends, even if I eat a bowl of the most ordinary beef noodles, it is better than delicacies from mountains and seas. Add deliciousness!"

Sikong Zhaixing slurped his saliva and said with a smile:

"You're right, I drank with Lu Xiaofeng all night yesterday, and today I really want to eat a bowl of hot noodles to warm my stomach. This brother really has good taste!"

Ji Changan smiled happily, looking at the small noodle stall on the corner of the street, and chuckled:

"It's interesting to say that no matter where you are, there will always be one or two noodle stalls, and they are all like this, open all night without rest."

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said proudly:

"Because there are so many noodle stalls in the world,, there are always some night owls like us who can't sleep at night and come out to hang out."

Sikong Zhaixing snorted, but his eyes fell on the noodle stall owner, whispering:

"The owner of this noodle stall seems a little weird. We should be big customers, right? But he didn't say a word, not even a smile."

"Do you think this guy was once a big boss in the underworld, but later he got tired of the fighting in the underworld, retired from the underworld, and opened such a noodle stall?"

Sikong Zhaixing's high talk made Ji Changan and Lu Xiaofeng laugh.

"Old monkey, you're probably thinking too much."

"Sikong Zhaixing, I think you shouldn't be a thief, but you should write a story book! ”

Faced with the two people's ridicule, Sikong Zhaixing's old face turned red and he said angrily:

"How do you two know that I guessed wrong? !"

Ji Changan smiled slightly and said calmly:

"You think too much. There are more ordinary people in this world. Where are there so many legendary figures?"

Sikong Zhaixing curled his lips and said no more.

At this time, the boss also brought up the freshly cooked hot noodles.

The freshly stretched noodles are very elastic, and the beef is also braised to perfection, soft and chewy. The noodle soup is steaming hot and exudes a strange fragrance.

"It smells so good! ”

At this moment, Lu Xiaofeng and the others were all aroused and began to eat.

Slurping.

A large bowl of noodles had already been eaten by Lu Xiaofeng and Sikong Zhaixing.

“Boss, another bowl!”

Lu Xiaofeng burped and shouted loudly.

“I want another bowl too!”

Sikong Zhaixing was unwilling to lag behind and asked for another bowl of noodles.

Ji Changan was not in a hurry. He ate very elegantly and savored the taste of this bowl of noodles slowly.

Just as everyone was enjoying the delicious food, a hoarse shout suddenly came from the corner of the street.

“Sugar-fried chestnuts! ”

An old woman came slowly from the corner of the street, carrying a bamboo basket. She was short and withered, and her back seemed to be pressed by a big stone. She was bent and hunched, and she was selling chestnuts in a hoarse voice.

"Freshly baked sugar-roasted chestnuts... fragrant and sweet... only ten cents a pound..."

Such a deep night, such a lonely street, such an old woman, selling her chestnuts alone, this look is naturally very pitiful.

Lu Xiaofeng, who was eating noodles happily, stopped. The beef noodles that were originally rich in flavor also became a little bitter. He sighed.

"What kind of world is this? Such an old woman has to come out to sell chestnuts in the middle of the night..."

Although Lu Xiaofeng has been in the world for a long time, it must be said that he is still a very soft-hearted person. He shouted:

"Grandma, give me a few pounds of chestnuts!"

The old woman slowly raised her head after hearing this, a glimmer of hope flashed in her cloudy eyes, and she walked towards Lu Xiaofeng with difficulty.

"Uncle, buy some chestnuts, freshly roasted chestnuts, fragrant and sweet..."

"Give me ten pounds..."

"Wait!"

Lu Xiaofeng reached into his arms and looked embarrassed.

Because he suddenly found out.

He had no money.

Today, he spent a lot of money in Yiqinglou, and the few copper coins he had left were also stuffed into Ji Changan for face-to-face payment. Uncle Lu, who had always been generous and generous, was now a complete pauper.

Lu Xiaofeng coughed twice, glanced at Sikong Zhaixing beside him, and said a little embarrassedly:

"Old monkey, do you have any money?"

Sikong Zhaixing was stunned at first, then looked strange and said in a low voice:

"Lu Xiaoji, you idiot, have you forgotten what I do? When did I, Sikong Zhaixing, bring money with me when I go out?".