"Hey, Zitao, how can you be so inconsiderate of women? Does having a sword at your waist make you a martial arts heroine? Now that you're not carrying a sword or knife, are you just a gentle and weak scholar?" The person who was stopped argued with his companion, but he didn't continue to walk out. He sat down again and looked outside.
If that young lady brought the young monks from the temple out for a stroll, there were two bald little girls among them.
Did they kidnap a young monk first, and then a young nun? And they specifically chose the good-looking ones? Otherwise, what family would shave their child's head?
This is truly the first time I've ever seen anything like it; it's so rare!
Zitao, who was being mocked as a weak scholar, did indeed look refined and harmless. He ignored him and stared out the window.
In his opinion, he really couldn't tell what kind of skills that young lady had; she was just pretty and had a sharp and capable look.
When the playboy stopped him, he showed no fear whatsoever, only anger. The seven little bald guys were also quite angry. How interesting.
Hong Xiaoduo and her seven children: Who wouldn't be angry? The steamed bun shop! The meat buns! I'm so hungry! Try taking them back!
"Let me give you a piece of advice: I'm very hungry right now, and when I'm hungry, I get irritable," Hong Xiaoduo warned, suppressing her rising anger.
"Oh dear, brother, I'm so scared! Come here, show me your temper and see if you're cute or not!" The young master didn't sense any danger at all.
Hong Xiaoduo looked at the annoying kid and thought to herself, "If I beat him up now and eat the buns quickly, he probably won't call for help until he's full, right?"
Why is my luck so bad? I finally managed to get rid of that kid Ah Kuan's troubles and was able to check into the inn smoothly. I was planning to have a good meal, go back and get a good night's sleep, and then think about what to do next.
As a result, you can see the steamed buns but can't eat them?
If this person is really dealt with, what about the subsequent trouble? Will they still have to go to the government office?
Oh, right, constables from the yamen?
Hong Xiaoduo had a sudden inspiration: "If you want to take us out to play, you need to ask someone if they agree first. If they agree, I have no objection."
The young master hadn't expected her to say that, and instinctively asked, "Who?"
“Go ask Constable Jin Hu at the yamen. I won’t go far; I’ll just eat steamed buns here,” Hong Xiaoduo told her.
It would be a waste not to cling to a readily available powerful figure.
This young master doesn't seem like the kind of person with much power. Can Constable Jin Hu keep him in check? He should be able to, right?
"Captain Jin? But I wonder who you are to him, young lady?" The young master was indeed a little flustered, and Hong Xiaoduo breathed a sigh of relief.
Hong Xiaoduo glanced at the person in front of her with a smug look and said with a mischievous smile, "Who is he to you? Why don't you go and ask him together?"
I bluntly told the other person, "Yes, I'm going to trick you. Go ask them right now!"
The more this happened, the more uncertain the young master felt. His family was somewhat wealthy, but they weren't the kind of people who would dare to offend even the constables of the yamen.
As the saying goes, it's easier to see the King of Hell than to deal with his underlings. Everyone knows that you shouldn't easily offend anyone in the government, not even the gatekeeper.
"Well, I meant no offense, I was just joking with you, young lady. Farewell." The young master said, wanting to leave quickly.
But when he saw the young woman in front of him smile slightly, he felt uneasy.
"Well, why don't you go to the yamen and find Constable Jin? I just realized I don't have any money on me. I need to buy steamed buns with them. Could you tell Constable Jin that I need some money for the buns? Thank you so much," Hong Xiaoduo said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, the young master breathed a sigh of relief, haphazardly pulled two silver coins from his purse, placed them on the steamed bun shop table, and called out to the shopkeeper, "This is for the young lady and her companions to eat steamed buns." After saying this, he hurriedly left.
"Little ones, someone's treating us to steamed buns! Come on, sit down and enjoy yours!" Hong Xiaoduo, who hadn't been teased but had actually gotten a little something for herself, greeted them happily.
Then I led them to sit at two tables outside the steamed bun shop.
The steamed bun shop waiter quickly stepped forward, and Hong Xiaoduo asked for a steamer of meat buns to be served first, and also asked them to order eight bowls of wontons to be delivered.
"Be careful, it's hot. Eat slowly, no rush, and don't eat too much." Looking at the children who were smacking their lips but hesitant to eat, she gave them another word of advice.
The waiter saw this and quickly came over to help, first putting steamed buns on plates for each of the little ones.
"Thank you, sir," Hong Xiaoduo said with a smile.
The freshly steamed meat buns were soft, plump, and steaming hot, and the children didn't know how to start eating them.
They had seen the wicked man eat meat buns, freshly steamed, which they had bought with money they had worked hard to earn. But they could only watch him eat with longing eyes, taking big bites with meat juice dripping from the corners of his mouth.
I never dreamed that I would have meat buns to eat.
The seven children stared at Hong Xiaoduo, and after seeing her take a bite first, they blew on the bun in front of them and carefully took a bite themselves.
The moment I took a bite of the hot bun, I smelled the aroma of the meat filling. It smelled so good! It was so delicious. So this is what meat buns taste like.
Hong Xiaoduo originally thought that the children would wolf down the meat buns since they rarely knew about them, and she was worried that they might burn themselves or choke. However, she didn't expect that she was the only one among the eight who ate the meat buns the worst, finishing one in three bites.
She smiled at the children, and the children smiled back at her. The steamed buns were delicious, and she was even happier.
The two people in the teahouse across the street couldn't help but laugh as they watched.
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