The reborn prince's little palace maid in the apocalypse

Uncle Dong was stunned. After he came to his senses, he tried to relieve his embarrassment. Uncle Dong smiled and asked Yan Sinian: "Master, are you coming to the north of the city so late to do business or looking for someone? If you are looking for someone, the old man has been setting up a stall here for thirty years."

Uncle Dong means, if you are looking for someone, ask me quickly and I will give you directions.

The little girl next to you eats so horribly, eating such hot wontons so quickly. Look...she's finished one bowl, and she's starting to eat the second bowl...

Uncle Dong has lived so long that he has been running a wonton stall for more than thirty years. Especially the people who came to eat wontons at his place, most of them were rough guys like the one at the table just now, working hard, and their eating looks were all kinds of weird, but this was the first time he had seen people eating like this.

"We are not looking for anyone. We are here specifically to eat wontons today." Yan Sinian nodded to Uncle Dong.

When Uncle Dong heard that he was here specifically to eat wontons, he dared to take a closer look at the person in front of him. This sight shocked him [It is said that the prince of their Dayan Kingdom was the most beautiful woman in the five continents, and the person in front of him was I don’t know if it can be compared! How could someone be so good-looking! 】

At this time, Yan Sinian continued: "I heard in school that the wontons here are particularly delicious."

After hearing what Yan Sinian said, he took another look at his student uniform. Uncle Dong understood. There were poor and rich students in the school. It must have been a student who lived in Beicheng. He boasted about his wontons outside, attracting this rich man to come here for curiosity.

Knowing that it was not a trouble, Uncle Dong did not intend to continue asking.

"Is it delicious?" Yan Sinian asked as he watched Xiaoba eat both bowls of wontons.

Xiaoba nodded. "Eat it honestly."

It’s not true. There are ten wontons in a bowl, with big fillings and thick skins. Even if it is raw, it weighs more than half a catty. When cooked, a bowl of wontons with soup and water weighs one catty.

"Do you still want to eat?"

Xiaoba continued to nod, thought for a moment and said, "I'll share one with you later. It's quite fresh." Although there is no meat in the stuffing, there should be minced fish or shrimps. Xiaoba can taste the fishy taste. taste. And the wonton wrappers outside are also filled with chicken soup. In Yan Sinian's opinion, it may not be as delicious as the food made by Eunuch Kang in the Food Bureau, but to Xiao Ba, it is already very good. (Little Eight Ancestors, is there anything delicious here?)

Hearing Xiaoba say that he would only give one to herself, I guess she liked it very much.

Yan Sinian stopped Uncle Dong who was about to leave and handed him a purse.

Uncle Dong opened it and saw a dime of silver inside. He was about to say something loudly when he was stopped by Yan Sinian.

I didn't give it directly, but put it in my purse, just because I was afraid that in a place like Beicheng, money would attract people's hearts. The two old men worked so hard to support a small stall by themselves. I guess they didn't have any adult children or grandchildren at home. If someone discovered that they had money and tried to rob it, wouldn't it be harmful to them?

"No need to say anything. No matter how many wontons you have tonight, I want them all. If someone comes to eat them, you can sell them normally or give them away. As long as you don't eat all the wontons on my table." Yan Si was young. He explained to Uncle Dong loudly.

A bowl of wontons is only two big coins. With such a big dime, you can buy your own stall. Uncle Dong naturally nodded.

Among the three people at the other table, one was looking for meat in a paper bag with his head down, while the other two had their own thoughts and didn't even look over.

The Dong family's big pot can cook fifty wontons at a time, which is five bowls. Uncle Dong walked up to the old woman and while counting the wontons, he whispered to her that it would be harder tonight and she would order more. Someone would reserve the place and the young man would pay the bill.

While Uncle Dong was cooking wontons, Xiaoba was waiting to eat them.

A firewood volcano swayed in the distance. Bundles of firewood were piled on a wheelbarrow cart, so high that the person pushing the cart could not be seen. The funniest thing is that there is a man lying on the top of the firewood pile, shouting constantly, "Left, right, be careful of the wall."

Uncle Dong saw it and hurriedly rushed over, helped the man with the cart park the cart, and helped the lying man down.

"Isn't this Li Xiucai? Why are you with Brother Chun?" Uncle Dong didn't expect that the person coming down from the top would be Li Xiucai. This man was not studying at home, so why did Brother Chun push him back?

I didn't know whether Li Xiucai was cold or frightened. He was shivering. He pointed at Brother Chun with trembling hands and said, "He...he...he is an insult to gentleness."

Wang Wu was also a narrow-minded person. After listening to Li Xiucai for a long time, he came up with an insulting and polite sentence, so he answered. "He...he...how can he be so disrespectful to gentlemen?"

"He put me on top of the firewood!" Li Xiucai didn't know whether he was angry or yelling, his voice was hoarse.

The man named Chun Geer is only about thirteen or fourteen years old, and he is not tall. He just went to say hello to the old woman behind the desk, then picked up the kettle in the hot bag on the desk and directly Mouth to mouth, water flowed continuously, and he drank most of the pot in one breath. Only then did he have time to talk to Li Xiucai.

"If I didn't put you on the firewood, you would have been left in the mountains. I was kind enough to save you, but it was better for you. I was almost deafened by your shouting along the way."

Uncle Dong poured a bowl of water for Li Xiucai, turned around and asked Brother Chun what was going on.

It turns out that Brother Chun went up the mountain to collect firewood today, and on the way back, he wanted to relieve himself. Because it was February and the grass hadn't grown yet, he put firewood on the roadside and wanted to walk deeper into the forest. It would be best to find a big tree to block it. Unexpectedly, he found the big tree. As soon as he squatted down, he saw a tree hole under the big tree, and Li Xiucai was lying inside.

"I was so scared that I lost my shit. When I saw that he was still alive, I carried him out and put him on top of the firewood. Who knew that this guy woke up halfway and started shouting?" Brother Chun Er rolled his eyes at Li Xiucai. "Aren't you scholars very particular about sleeping on the fuel and tasting courage? Isn't it just right for me to put you on top of the firewood?"

"That's not as high a salary as me!" Li Xiucai shouted at the edge of his voice.

Looking at Li Xiucai's pale face, trembling hands, and the small beads of sweat on his head that were hard to detect. Xiao Ba probably knew why Li Xiucai was so excited. He seemed to be afraid of heights.

But she only glanced at it and moved her gaze back to the wonton pot. Xiaoba was secretly counting the time. When she had just cooked a pot, she watched it from beginning to end and could figure out when the pot would be cooked.

Yan Sinian was staring at the man named Brother Chun. After watching it for a while, he put his hand on Xiaoba's head and rubbed it back and forth.

【I didn’t expect that! Eating wontons with Xiaoba and getting such a big reward, the little girl is really her lucky star! 】