Chapter 63 One World, Two Bowls of Fried Egg Noodles

Ning Que took off the heavy weapon behind him, tore off the cloth cover outside the big black umbrella, took off the wet and heavy shirt on his body, and handed it to Sangsang who was standing in front of him, and asked normally: "I'm hungry, face." Is it cooked?"

Sangsang handed him the dry towel in his hand, nodded heavily, and said happily, "I'll bring it to you."

A bowl of hot noodle soup was served, and there were still four peppercorns, but there were a lot more chopped green onion than usual. The golden and tender fried egg spread on the noodles was extremely rare.

 Cutting people is indeed more tiring than hoeing the fields. Ning Que was wet all over at this time, and his abdomen was even more hungry. How could he resist the temptation of adding green onions and fried egg noodles? His eyes suddenly lit up, and he put down the slightly wet towel and picked it up. I picked up the chopsticks and ate them all over the place, which looked extremely sweet.

Sangsang was happy to see him eating, and his dark little face was full of joy. He picked up the slightly wet towel, stood behind him and began to wipe his hair, reminding him from time to time that it was too hot and should not eat too fast.

Just then, two coughs sounded in the dim shop. The Chang'an City boss, who had always been ignored and seemed to be invisible, watched the pair of masters and servants ignore him and talk, and finally couldn't help but say: "The noodles are very fragrant." "A few hours ago, the first sentence that came to Lao Bizhai was like these.

Sangsang continued to wipe his hair from tinin and pretended that he had not seen this person or heard this sentence. Ning Que's reaction was a little different from earlier. He lowered his head and ate the soup noodle and said vaguely, "Give him a bowl."

After a while, the second bowl of noodle soup was brought up, and he looked around Xiaoshu. He found that there were no seats except the ring chair, so he didn't care. He squatted down beside Ning Que, took a few bites with chopsticks. , but found that his noodles seemed to be a little different from those in Ning Que's bowl.

Four standard peppercorns and thirty chopped green onions, but no fried eggs.

He couldn't help but pick up the chopsticks and gently tap Ning Que's edge to remind him. Ning Que glanced at him with his aftertaste, almost laughed out loud, turned to Sangsang and persuaded him, "Don't be too stingy, fry it again." Egg."

The fried eggs finally came. Ning Que and Chao Xiaoshu were happily eating noodles with a small bowl like a basin. Sangsang squatted not far away in front of the two, put the clothes and cloth covers into the copper basin to cook. The shop No one spoke in it.

I don't know how long it took, Ning Que put down the noodle bowl in his hand, leaned back comfortably, rubbed his slightly bulging belly, looked at the squatting beside him, and said, "I killed more than five people. Yes, please re-report the number...Don't be too stingy, I asked Sangsang to add fried eggs to you."

He held the noodle bowl at the little tree, looked at him and said with a wry smile: "So I'm waiting for me here, two thousand taels."

"Trade." Ning Que seemed casual, but he was a little excited. As for Sang Sang, who was squatting beside the copper basin, he even clenched his fist tightly and secretly thought that he would have two thousand taels of silver. How big a bunch.

Sangsang was about to wash the dishes, and reluctantly handed the bowl of half a bowl of noodle soup to Xiaoshu, then frowned slightly, slowly raised the corners of his sleeve to cover his lips. When he put it down, there was already a little more on his sleeve. Spotted bloodstains.

Ning Que looked at his sleeves and knew that in the previous series of battles, the extremely powerful middle-aged man was still seriously injured. After a moment of silence, he asked, "Is it okay?"

Chao Xiaoshu took a bowl of coarse tea handed over by Sangsang, smiled and expressed his gratitude. After taking a sip, he said calmly: "Don't worry, I grew up in the alleys of the poor in Dongcheng. I don't know how many fights I have fought in my life. I don't know how many times I have suffered from this kind of injury. Every time my enemy looks at me covered in blood and thinks I can never get up again, I can always get up and give them a fatal blow."

Ning Que said self-deprecatingly: "A gangster who only knows how to fight can actually practice, and is so powerful. I am so concerned about the way of practice, but I can't even touch the door in the first realm. Master Haotian is really blind."

He smiled at Xiaoshu, but did not continue this topic. The leader of the gang who had been immersed in the dark rivers and lakes of Chang'an City for his whole life, and finally became the top-grade sword master of Dongxuan. There were some opportunities in between, but those opportunities were insignificant.

"You said that after tonight your trump card will be revealed."

Ning Que's eyes passed through the wooden door of the shop and fell to a corner of the palace wall in the distance, saying, "Now I can probably guess that your trump card is in the palace. With such a deep background, no wonder you don't have to look at the face of Chang'an Mansion. ."

"After tonight, probably the entire empire will envy me because there is such a person standing behind me." Chao Xiaoshu said calmly, "But no one knows what I have paid for."

"What do you need to pay for the nobles in the palace?" Ning Que asked.

He smiled at the little tree and said, "If I hadn't been plagued by earthly affairs in the past few years, the man in the palace would have thoughts, I would have to deal with countless trivial matters, or I would have already broken through the mystery and entered the realm of destiny. "

"That's all?" Ning Que continued to ask.

Chao Xiaoshu didn't know what he thought of, but fell into a long silence. His smile became a little light and he said slowly: "You still need to make a living. You have to take the overall situation into consideration when doing things, so sometimes you can't be happy. Because you have to force it out All the opponent's trump cards need to be held back for several months, so I couldn't even protect my brother."

Hearing this, Ning Que's right hand tightened slightly, knowing that it was talking about Xiao Heizi, but he did not respond, and did not tell the relationship between him and Xiao Heizi. He lowered his head and asked, "Why are your brothers?" Dead? "

"My brother is Zhuoer, he is a spy. The military headquarters asked him to lurk beside me and asked him to check if I had colluded with Yuelunguo. In fact, I just wanted to find an excuse to attack Chunfengting, and maybe even directly deal with it. I framed it."

"But brothers are brothers after all. He told me all the inside story, so naturally he would not investigate me for the military headquarters, let alone frame me according to the military headquarters' military orders. As a soldier of the Tang Dynasty, it is impossible for him to do so. The secret of the comrade in the office was so painful that he was caught in the middle in the past few months."

He drooped his eyes slightly at Xiaoshu and said, "I think now that even if the person in the palace will get angry, I should have told him the truth earlier. Maybe he will die in the end, but at least it won't be so painful during that period. "

Ning Que asked casually, "But you still didn't say how he died."

"A spy is the most dangerous job. He may die anytime and anywhere without falling to either side. When he decides to fall to one of them, he is more likely to die. That day he finally decided to put it in the same place. The military department's plan told me that it was discovered by the military department, so it was cleaned and died opposite the shop."

Looking at the small tree at the wooden door of the shop, looking at the gray wall that you can't see.

Ning Que was silent for a moment and asked, "Is the previous Nanjin sword master who took action?"

"Yes." Looking back at Xiaoshu, he looked at the young boy's childish face, and said with a smile: "From now on, I will be brothers."

Ning Que raised his eyebrows slightly and replied with a smile: "Would it be too funny?"

He smiled at Xiaoshu and said, "Two brothers in a lifetime, this kind of thing is that simple."

"A lifetime of people are only two bowls of fried egg noodles."

Ning Que shook his head and said with a smile: "The word brother is a bit over the street, and the famous brothers I know, if some of them were not lucky enough to die first, then these brothers will eventually turn against each other. I just want to help you tonight. By the way, can you not be so cheesy and find something else in your life?"

Slowly frowned towards Xiaoshu's eyebrows, looked at Ning Que with interest, and was surprised to hear such an answer, asking, "As of your age, the world in my eyes is so dark... I am now I am really curious about your past. If you are interested in telling me in the future, please remember to call me and I will invite tea."

Ning Que replied: "I don't want to recall those things myself, let alone telling them as stories."

He smiled at Xiaoshu and said, "Okay, apart from fried egg noodles, what is the real meaning of life?"

"The meaning of life is of course career and love, or money and women. I know you think this sentence is wonderful, and I think I am also wonderful, but can you not laugh so unpredictably?"

Ning Que shook his head helplessly. In order to let the Chang'an City boss understand what it means, he pointed to Sangsang who had just walked over and asked, "Which girl do you think does Hongxiuzhao are suitable for your young grandmother?"

Sangsang wiped his little hand on the apron, then frowned and thought about it seriously for a long time before he said carefully: "I think the second girl sitting on your left hand is good."

"That's Miss Lu Xue." Ning Que thought of the girl's soft waist and asked with a smile: "Why do you think this girl is suitable for my wife?"

Sangsang opened his willow-leaf eyes and replied seriously: "The makeup on her face is evenly applied, and she feels clean when she smiles, and her teeth are white. She looks very healthy. And I have secretly looked at her waist and hips, and she should be Very good to have a baby."

Ning Que turned around and smiled proudly at the little tree.

Looking at Xiaoshu at the dimples on his left cheek, he thought in a daze, guarding a shop every day, discussing with his underage maid which prostitute is suitable for raising and being his wife. Is this the meaning of life?

Suddenly he thought of the little maid leaning against the shop before leaving Lao Bizhai, the two bowls of hot fried egg noodles behind Lao Bizhai, the self who had been forgotten in the corner, and the master and servant The two of them naturally felt that they could not let anyone insert it. They gradually understood something and said with a smile: "It turns out that the meaning of life is life."

Ning Que shook his head and said with a smile: "It's so sour, these words are too sour."

Looking at the boy's expression at Xiaoshu, he knew that he didn't understand what he was saying, so he naturally wouldn't point out those things. He stood up and walked to the door, turned around and smiled and said, "I should leave, it's all for the night." There are still many things to deal with in Chang'an City. Someone will come to you tomorrow, and then he will take you to a place."

Hearing the last few words of this sentence, a look of vigilance appeared on Ning Que's face. He did not ask where he went, but directly asked the key core of the matter: "Can you not go?"

He pushed open the wooden door of the shop towards Xiaoshu and said neatly, "No."