Chapter 24: There is no tofu today in Danzhou

Early in the morning, the city of Danzhou is quiet, especially in the Earl's Mansion, and there is no unnecessary sound. Danzhou is not loud, and even living in the city, you can faintly hear the sound of chickens crowing in the villages outside the city, and the barking of dogs is not a problem. If you listen carefully, you may also hear someone pouring the toilet, who is boiling water to prepare breakfast, and the vegetable market in the distance has woken up long ago, seducing the women of the chefs of each family with fresh vegetables and meat.

In the early summer morning, the air was fresh. Fan Xian and Sisi came to the familiar vegetable market along the quiet streets in the city. He smelled the increasingly strong smell in the air, shook his head satisfied, and said, "This place has rarely come in the past two years."

Sisi looked at him and thought to herself that the imperial envoy would naturally never have the chance to buy groceries again.

Fan Xian said softly: "Do you still remember when we were in Danzhou, we often came to the vegetable market to buy things?"

Sisi nodded, laughed, and said, "The young master has been shopping in the city with his sisters since he was a child, and he also brought things for them. At the beginning, he scared a lot of people. I heard about it when I entered the mansion and thought you were a weird person."

"Do you still think I'm weird now?" Fan Xian responded with a smirk. When he walked into the vegetable market first and walked past a two-story building, he subconsciously stopped and stared at him sideways.

Sisi felt strange and asked, "What's wrong?"

Fan Xian pointed to the building and said curiously: "That's not the home of Lao Ha who delivered vegetables? Didn't it mean that the building was burned? Who is living now?"

After saying this, Sisi also started to think about it, tilted her head for a while, and said sorry, "I haven't heard them mention it."

Fan Xian was a little dazzled when he looked at the newly launched two-story building. The delivery of vegetables and the assassin on Dongshan Road of the Supervision Office were both dead in this place. Afterwards, grandma made a fire to burn the building and destroy the body. However, the people of Danzhou had no idea of ​​the truth of this matter. They thought it was just an ordinary fire.

His expression calmed down. It was the first time he had killed someone in this place when he came to this world for twelve years.

There was noisy in the vegetable market.

The fishermen at the sea were pushing the cart and silently chewing the first fish price today with the fishmongers in the field. The fresh silver fish in the basket kept bouncing and making a snap sound. From time to time, the car was pushed in, and the vendors shouted to give way. The leaves in the second row were stained with dew. They were delicious and seductive. At the chicken stalls in the parlor, the chickens were clattering with the stench. A big white pig in the west corner was making the last cry under the butcher knife.

Many people in Danzhou have already started to buy vegetables and vegetables, and they must hurry up to buy the freshest dishes. The folk customs in Danzhou are simple, and the emperor of Qing Dynasty is particularly favored by him to stop mercy every year, so the people live a good life, at least they can afford meat every day.

Looking at this scene, Fan Xian couldn't help but feel a little moved. Qingguo is really good.

After walking a few steps, he walked to the quietest corner of the vegetable market. Looking at the figure on the tofu stall from afar, Fan Xian stopped, squinted his eyes and looked at the familiar curve of his waist. Looking at the young woman's red face, looking at her slightly plump body, and smiled gently, thinking that she was hugged by her. Why is she still so unhappy?

Sisi looked at the woman and laughed happily, and then prepared to run over there, but Fan Xian grabbed her hand. She looked back in confusion.

Fan Xian smiled and said, "Why do you have to meet each other? Just look at me from a distance. Looking at Sister Dong'er's expression, life should be well, so we should not disturb you anymore."

Sisi didn't understand. Since she sneaked out, was she really missing? She just looked at her from a distance so stupidly?

"The mansion has a monthly salary for her, which is what I mean." Fan Xian seemed to be comforting himself, "If you have this money, you should have no problem with your life."

The young woman selling tofu is named Dong'er. She was the big maid from the Earl's Mansion in Danzhou. This woman started hugging Fan Xian when she was ten years old and kept hugging Fan Xian until she was ten years old. Her relationship with Fan Xian was naturally extraordinary.

But when Fan Xian was ten years old, the girl's family was getting older. In addition, Fan Xian knew that his future life would be extremely dangerous, so he found an excuse to drive her out of the mansion, but he kept secretly helping him.

He likes Dong'er, so he wants to arrange a normal and happy life for Dong'er.

However, a normal and happy life seems not so easy to come. Fan Xian and Sisi looked at it for a while and suddenly found four or five big men surrounding Dong'er's tofu shop, saying something excitedly.

Fan Xian narrowed his eyes, and a hint of coldness flashed across his pretty face. He just looked at the big men who were excited, but they didn't seem to be very aggressive and did not act too much, so he has not gone wild yet.

He expressed his intention to follow him closer to the tofu shop, heard the conversation between those people, and saw the wrinkles on the corners of Sister Dong'er's eyes, and his heart was so dark.

"Miss Dong'er, it's not that we are forcing people, but this tent has been delayed for a year, so it's time to pay it back." The man in the head frowned and said, "You go around and ask, we have given you the widest money to the house, and we will never have such a low interest rate again."

Dong'er rubbed her hands at a loss, and these hands were soaked in tofu water all year round, a little red and a little rough. She lowered her head and said in embarrassment: "If you have a little more days, you will know that my family is not in good health this year and it costs a lot of money to recuperate."

The big man looked at her and suddenly spoke, "I said to Miss Dong'er, why are you so unreasonable?"

Dong'er raised her head in confusion.

The man laughed and said, "Not to mention the other person, the city chief has always collected the least money you have collected, and our boss has not asked you for profit... The whole vegetable market respects you three points. What is this for? Isn't it because you were from the Earl's Mansion? Although you were driven out of the mansion on the surface, how can we, the old people in Danzhou, know that? The young master of the Fan family cherishes you the most. When he was a child, he always relied on your tofu stall to play."

He cleared his throat and said, "We are all giving Mr. Fan's face, and no one dares to oppress you... But..." He suddenly said annoyedly, "There is not much money. You just go to the Earl's Mansion and say a few words to the old lady. Wouldn't she help you?"

Dong'er pursed her lips tightly and refused to say another word.

The big man finally couldn't help it and shouted, "Even if you dare not talk to the old lady, now everyone knows about this big event in Danzhou Prefecture. The young master of the Fan family has returned to his hometown. Now he is a great imperial envoy. Just take care of you. Your whole family is going to be prosperous, so why do you care about these silver?"

Dong'er suddenly raised her head and said with a firm look on her face: "Don't disturb my affairs, if you owe you money, I will naturally repay you slowly... Thanks to Brother Hu, you are taking care of me in the past two years, Dong'er is very grateful."

But this statement obviously had no effect. Although the man dared not threaten Dong'er, he had to make money by relying on this. He said annoyedly: "Since you said you have no affection with the mansion, then we are not polite. You can take the money you should take today!"

Hearing this, Fan Xian finally understood the reason for the incident. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. The one from Dong'er's family was afraid that he was in poor health, but... the money he sent to the mansion every month should be enough. Judging from Sister Dong'er's expression, I'm afraid that the money he sent for no reason was not willing to move the money he sent for the past two years. He was willing to barely maintain it with this tofu shop.

There is no need to continue listening. Fan Xian did not wait for the situation to intensify before coming out to be an old man's hobby, although it is obvious that he is the biggest old man in Danzhou City today.

He nodded to Sisi.

Sisi immediately understood, walked a few steps, came to the tofu shop, looked at the big men, and asked calmly, "How much is the difference?"

These big men were obviously frightened by the girl who suddenly appeared. Although Sisi did not dress up deliberately when she went out today, she lived in a wealthy family every day, and all the clothes and decorations on her body were luxurious. The big men were sharp-eyed, of course they knew that the girl had an extraordinary origin. She coughed twice and said respectfully: "It's only ten taels of silver."

While speaking, the eyes of these big men were floating around the tofu shop.

When Dong'er stood in front of her tofu shop, she was already stunned. After a while, a helpless smile appeared on her red face.

The leading man suddenly glanced at the young master standing behind the tofu shop. When he looked at the handsome face that the young master recognized very well, he also thought about the origin of Dong'er in the tofu shop and the beautiful girl in front of him. He immediately guessed the identity of the young master, and quickly added a trembling voice: "It's indeed ten taels, this profit... I didn't dare to pay it for it. Since the girl came forward today, she will naturally be exempted."

Sisi looked back at Dong'er with a smile on her face and said, "Sister, are there so many?"

Dong'er was still immersed in shock and nodded in a panic.

Sisi looked at Fan Xian over there. Of course, the girl's family knew Fan Xian's thoughts. She smiled at the big men and said, "I can see that the few of them are quite protective of my sister. I thanked my son for this kind of intention." As she said that, she took out a small silver note from her sleeve and handed it over, and said gently: "You can help take care of this shop in the future."

The big man took the silver note and saw that it was a twenty-degree quota. He couldn't help but look bitter and wanted to retreat. However, he glanced at the young man behind the tofu shop, and didn't dare to say more. He said in a trembling voice: "I dare not, I must, certain."

After saying this, he quickly pulled a few subordinates behind him who were still confused and hurriedly left. When he passed by Fan Xian, he bowed deeply to the ground and didn't dare to let go of a single fart.

Fan Xian shook his head and walked into the tofu shop. He complained to Dong'er, who still didn't believe his eyes, and said, "If you have money, don't you need to keep it, what are the most expensive profits to borrow?"

Dong'er reluctantly smiled and looked at him, and said softly: "Young Master, why are you here?"

Fan Xian said annoyedly: "This is the sentence a few years ago, but now it is still the sentence. You are my girl. Can't I come to see you?"

Sisi covered her mouth and smiled, "I didn't know who was standing there just now." After saying this, she walked to Dong'er and held her hand affectionately.

Dong'er shuddered her hand on the cloth lapel in front of her in a panic, and smiled gently.

Fan Xian looked at Dong'er's face carefully. He looked at the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes more carefully. The years were still ruthless and did not leave too deep marks on the young woman's face. He just kept housework and small businesses on a daily basis, and always seemed a little tired, especially when he stood in the same place with Sisi, and compared with Sisi, the pampered maid, he seemed even more uncomfortable.

Fan Xian sighed. Suddenly, he didn't know what to say, and asked calmly: "Where is the little girl?"

"At home, her father... she is not in good health." Dong'er glanced at Fan Xian's expression and smiled gently and kindly. She grew up holding Fan Xian since she was a child. Of course, she knew his thoughts and could guess why he was unhappy. She said softly: "Young Master dare not use the money he sent to you. Anyway, she can also maintain..."

Before she could finish her words, Fan Xian waved his hand in anger and said, "Take me to your house and sit down."

Dong'er glanced at her tofu shop and didn't know how to speak in embarrassment.

Fan Xian said furiously: "What else should I care about such a broken stall? I made it a mess back then, what kind of ordinary life. If you keep following me, how could you get so pickled?"

Seeing that he was angry, Dong'er didn't dare to say anything else. Sisi stepped forward and held her hand and walked out of the vegetable market.

Fan Xian left the tofu shop behind the two of them. He glared coldly at the attention that came from the vegetable market. After thinking about it, he put the two prepared tofu in his hands, and then he walked out happily.

After he left, the entire vegetable market started to quarrel like a frying pot. At this time, all the vendors naturally recognized who he was, and couldn't help but fall into shock and excitement.

The imperial envoy came to the vegetable market. What a wonderful gossip, especially the speculative words such as the big maid from back then and the tofu Xishi today.

"Seeing it, I said... Young Master Fan is a nostalgic person. Since he has returned to Danzhou, he naturally wants to see Sister Dong'er."

Someone sighed: "Sir, what a great official he is, he is still so nostalgic."

Someone was chewing his tongue, and someone scolded him: "If you don't see, Sister Sisi is here, too? You dare to be full of swearing. Be careful that people from the mansion will send you to the west to beat the Hu people!"

Regardless of how the discussions in the vegetable market ferment, the majesty of the Fan Mansion is here. Fan Xian’s place is here, and some rumors without end naturally ended without success. However, Fan Xian’s sudden arrival and the sudden closing of the tofu shop, injecting a hint of the most lively vegetable market in the early morning.

At this time, no one thought that there was no tofu in the entire Danzhou city today.

Dong'er's home is in a small courtyard in Danzhou, quietly hidden deep in the alley. Although such a unique courtyard is common in Danzhou City, it is worth a lot of money. It was bought by Fan Xian when he bought the money from Pan Ling, a newspaper in the inner court when Dong'er got married. At that time, Fan Xian was ruthless, and Dong'er did not dare to disobey the eleven-year-old young master, so he lived until today.

However, the decorations in the yard were a bit old. Fan Xian walked into the yard and looked around. He found that it was quite neat and clean. He nodded with satisfaction, put the two pieces of tofu in his hand on the stone mill, held his hand behind him, and entered the main hall.

Dong'er was busy pouring tea and getting snacks. Fan Xian stopped and said with a smile: "You don't know my temper, so I don't like to eat those."

Dong'er smiled gently and said, "At that time, everyone in the house said that the young master was a freak. Every child doesn't like snacks, but likes to chew bones."

"Yes, it's a freak." Fan Xian sighed and said, "You just don't think I'm weird."

Sisi rubbed her on the short couch twice. Knowing that Fan Xian didn't care about this, she went to ask him to sit down. Fan Xian shook his head, lifted the curtain on the left side of the main hall, and rushed into the inner room without any sign of life.

As soon as I entered the inner room, I saw a man who was about 30 years old struggling to get up from the bed. The man had a straight facial features and a kind-hearted intention, but his face was a little pale, and it seemed that his health was not very good.

When he saw Fan Xian going inside, Dong'er jumped up in a hurry and hurriedly followed him in and said, "Young Master, what are you doing when the patient is staying in this place?"

The man on the bed was Dong'erdi's husband, whose surname was Mai, and he had long guessed the identity of the visitor.

Although he had been discussing with Dong'er whether Young Master Fan would come to see him, the status and status of the two sides were too great. When they thought that this was too impossible, the couple felt relieved and did not make any preparations.

"Young Master Fan, don't come in." He said anxiously, frightened.

Fan Xian smiled, sat down next to him, and put one hand on his pulse, signaling him to calm down with his eyes.

Dong'er stood at the door and guessed that the young master was treating her husband. She couldn't help but feel a little confused. She had seen the young master holding a medical book in the mansion, but the doctors in this medical district said it was difficult to treat...

Her husband was even more nervous and had no choice. He looked at Fan Xian's fingers on his pulse, thinking that this was the current imperial envoy. According to the words circulated among the people, he was even more of a dragon... How could he treat himself? He was so excited and moved that his eyes became wet.

There was silence inside, and Sisi didn't enter the house, just behind Dong'er, looked carefully.

After a long time, Fan Xian let go of his fingers, opened his eyes, and said with a smile: "It's a coincidence that it's a problem with the lungs, which is easy to cure."
Chapter completed!