The Heart of Transmigration

Meng An didn't go to Mu Qing's house, he went to Yun Cheng's house, which was Yuntai's father's house.Although the process was a bit sad, but he was done in the village after all, and his goal had been achieved, so he wouldn't go out every day like before. Meng An felt that besides being funny, he was more of a nerd, and Dealing with people is too much of a brain.As for now, everything is ready, the only thing he owes is Dongfeng, he wants to take off Yuntai Ke's hat, he really doesn't think Yuntai is any different from others, if the people here really believe in fate, he thinks he can bribe a fortune teller , it is not impossible.But before that, he had to go to Yuntai's close relatives to learn about the situation back then, so as to be prepared.

Although he lay down for most of the day, Meng An still felt uncomfortable. He was afraid of being seen by others, so he stood at the door and rubbed his waist before calling for the door to enter.

"Father, Father, are you at home?"

"Hey! Meng An is here, isn't Yuntai with you?" Yun Ama opened the door, seeing only Meng An himself, she couldn't help but feel a little strange.

"Then what, he has something to do, so I came by myself." Following Yun Amo into the house, Meng An planned to make a quick decision, "Father, I came today to ask you something."

"What's the matter? Just ask."

"It's... about the rumors in the village about Yuntaike's kiss."

Amo Yun was startled, his expression changed a little, he hesitated and said, "You...why did you suddenly ask this?" Amo Shen mentioned that Meng An liked Yuntai when she was talking about the matchmaker before, although they were quite happy at first after they got married. He was estranged, but after seeing the relationship was very good, he thought that Meng An didn't care about these things, could it be... He thought that Meng An's ups and downs had been rumored these days, maybe Meng An suddenly started to care, Starting to feel like you're suffering with Yuntai?So would he want to leave?

Seeing Yun Ahmo's increasingly sad expression, Meng An was startled, did he ask something he shouldn't?It seems to be right, my son separated out so early, and he is not close to himself, so it would be uncomfortable for anyone else, right?Do you still ask yourself?He hesitated.

"Are you because of those rumors? Don't pay attention to them, I know you have suffered, but... don't you like Yuntai? Can you continue to live with him?" Yun Ahmo thinks that Meng An is a good person, and their family I like them all, and if possible, of course I want to keep him.

"?" Have you ever said that you can't go on?Meng An couldn't react, "No, I didn't want to be separated from Yuntai...ah, separate. I just want to ask how this matter got spread, and if there is a way to get Yuntai to get rid of it. "

Ama Yun was relieved when she heard the words, she thought she was wrong, but it seemed that Meng An's affection for Yuntai was deeper than she thought.Hearing this question, he thought for a while and said: "Actually, there is nothing wrong with it. It's just that Yuntai's birth was not smooth, and he met a Taoist priest who said he was celibate. We definitely didn't believe it, but we don't know why. Yes, we and your father and even later Yun Mo always had strange accidents, we remembered what the Taoist said, and people in the village began to pass it on. Told us to move out when I was ten, and since then, I've had less contact with people."

"Then what happened to you all? It was when you thought Yun Taike was kissing you."

"It's not a big deal, it's just bad luck one after another. During that time, I felt like I always fell and sprained my feet, cut vegetables and cut my hands or something. His father was more serious and almost broke his leg."

The more Meng An listened, the more he felt that this was like a psychological hint. They might not have taken what the Taoist said at first, but they already had it subconsciously, so when they encountered any bad things, they would unconsciously connect to it. So as to continue to deepen this psychological suggestion, after deepening, the feeling of being close to Yuntai Ke will be magnified every time something happens, and finally a vicious circle.The role of psychological suggestion is very great. He once saw a program where the host hung an experimental necklace on the participant's hand, asked him to stretch his arms forward, and let the iron pendant hang down, and then told him There is a magnet about fifteen centimeters away from the pendant on the left, and there is no magnet on the right. Then let the participants stare at the pendant to see if they will be attracted to it.As a result, the pendant moved about ten centimeters to the left, but there was no magnet at all, it was the participant's own hand that was moving, and the participant said that he and Ben didn't feel that he was moving.

So, Yun Ah, they think that Yun Taike’s marriage may be caused by psychological hints caused by the words of Taoist priests and villagers. Of course, this is just a guess. Yuntai is gone, nothing happened.

"But, I don't think Yuntek is dear. Could it be a coincidence? Just like me, didn't something happen?" Meng An said.

"That's right." Yun Ahmo sighed, "The more we thought about it, the more we felt that the Taoist's words were reasonable, and others also said that, so we agreed with Yuntai to move out. Now that we think about it, it might not be true. See Seeing that Yuntai is so lonely, I also feel uncomfortable. But, who can be sure about this kind of thing? The Taoist also said that the bigger Yuntai is, the more powerful he is, and we can't take risks with his brother. To find a husband, you have to read the horoscope first, but it is also evil, and there is really no one who is incompatible except you."

"Er..." Could it be possible that there is a fortune teller?

"Can you think of a way for Yuntai to get rid of this reputation? We actually thought about it, but then let it go. Yuntai didn't like to deal with people, and he didn't want to get married. There are such rumors. A lot of things are missing, and it has been passed on for so many years, so it doesn’t matter if it’s true or not.” Yun Ama patted Meng An, “Father is very happy that you have such thoughts, it means you are thinking about Yuntai, But no matter how you do it, there will definitely be troubles again, you know Yuntai's temper, so let's not make a fuss."

"..." Meng An was silent for a while, and finally nodded.He only wanted to surprise Yuntai, but it had been so many years, and not many people paid attention to it. If he provoked it by himself, it would be a kind of trouble for Yuntai.Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little lost, and originally wanted to do something for Yuntai.well……

"Father, then I'll go back first." Yun Tai still doesn't know where he went, so it's better to go back earlier.

"Okay, don't think too much about it, we are very happy that you and Yuntai can live in peace and stability, and Yuntai must also think so, let's not worry about those things for now, you guys, try to give me a baby Grandson." Seeing that Meng An was not in the right mood, Yun Ahmo comforted her in a gentle voice.

"Ahem... Well, I know... I know." Meng An's face turned red, and his disappointment was forgotten.He had completely forgotten that the elder brother here could have children. At that time, after his own cinnabar changed, his father pulled him so excited that he was taken aback.But having said that, I still can't accept having a baby. If I have a big belly... Meng An imagined it and shivered violently. Let's forget it and talk about it later.In the memory of the original body, the birth rate here is still not high, otherwise, in this world without family planning, it is impossible for most families to have only two children.Well, it's not that easy, Meng An comforted himself in his heart.

When he got home, Yuntai was not at home, but Meng An saw that the ground near the water tank was still wet, and he should have been out for a while, so did he go to find himself?Then you should wait at home, lest you miss it.

When fishing before, Meng An remembered the winter gourmet weapon - hot pot, but he had no time to think about it. The surprise he wanted to give Yuntai was gone. Earning some money should be considered a surprise, right?He went to the kitchen to find a small wooden stick, and drew a hot pot in the yard. There was no way, there was no pen, and the paper was only toilet paper. He planned to draw on the ground first.

Yuntai refilled the water tank before Meng An came back, so he couldn't help but go to Mu Qing's house. In fact, he wouldn't watch Meng An so closely at ordinary times, but he was particularly worried about his health today.In the end, Meng An was not found. After thinking about it, Yuntai decided to go home to make sure Meng An didn't go back to find him.So when Yuntai returned home, he saw his husband squatting on the ground drawing a picture. Although he didn't know why, he finally let go of his heart.

Yuntai leaned over, looked at it for a long time but couldn't understand what was that round thing painted on the ground, so he couldn't help asking: "What is this?"

Meng An poked the pot with a wooden stick and said, "Hot pot. It's for food, but we can use it to make money."

"How did you know this?"

"Uh..." Meng An hesitated for a long time before answering, "I met a peddler before, and I overheard him when he was chatting with others."

Yun Tai sighed in his heart, Meng An still had something to hide from him, the shopkeeper would not come to the village at all, but he didn't intend to ask, Meng An would naturally speak up whenever he wanted to.He focused on the "hot pot" and asked, "How do I use this?"

Yun Tai didn't delve into it. Meng An felt a little guilty while heaving a sigh of relief, but he still didn't dare to tell the truth about himself. It would be too risky to tell if the people in the village believed in fate so much.He settled down and explained hot pot to Yuntai.

Judging from Yuntai's reaction, hot pot has not yet appeared in this world or has not been popularized yet, but even if it is popularized, then I, a modern person from a big world full of foodies, can definitely innovate.The last time he went to town, he found a blacksmith shop. Since most of its customers were making farm tools, there were not many copper products.Meng An plans to make an iron hot pot to use at home first, and sell it to Meng Su as a sample by the way. He does not have the human and financial resources to promote it, nor does he have business experience or experience in this world. Selling it is the best choice. Meng Su should go to the copper business, as long as he provides the soup and other ingredients.

Although I have never touched hot pot, but what Meng An said is indeed a good thing, and making money is not empty talk. Meng An was so excited that his saliva was about to flow down. Yuntai looked funny and felt happy in his heart .The days are so dull but fun, it is naturally worth it

☆, cooperation

The Chinese New Year is only a week away, and the village that has been idle all day is becoming active unconsciously.Meng An still remembers a nursery rhyme about the custom of celebrating the New Year: Don’t be greedy, children, it’s the New Year after Laba.Laba porridge, drink for a few days, la la la la 23; 23, sticky melon; 24, house cleaning; 25, frozen tofu; 26, go to buy meat; 27, butcher a rooster; Stay up all night at 28, and walk all over the street on the first and second day of the first and second grades.

There is no Laba Festival here, but the process of preparing for the New Year is similar.Two days ago, Meng An and Yuntai pushed soybeans to the neighboring village to make tofu.He also thought about opening a tofu shop, but he gave up after inquiring about the market with Yuntai. His craftsmanship could not compete with this local brand.The beans are all selected by them to be relatively large. After soaking, they look plump and round. They are ground into a pulp with a stone mill, then boiled in a pot for a little stew, and finally shaped and compacted.They pushed the white and tender tofu back home.

The house is almost cleaned up, just a simple cleaning before the Chinese New Year.Yuntai repaired the roof to avoid water leakage when the snow melted. Meng An spread some gravel on the inside and outside of the door of the main room. When it rains or snows, there are mud pits in the house. Let’s make do with it now, and build a good one later.The two went to the river to fish a few more times, and kept a few frozen, and the others were pickled and hung up, and the cabbage and radishes had already been put into the cellar.Everything is going on in an orderly manner. This feeling of being ready for battle makes Meng An feel very novel. The modern Spring Festival is less flavorful, full of red envelopes and complaints, and he has no relatives. There is nothing good about Chinese New Year here, and Shen Zhan's treatment of him will not change, but Meng An, who is now in a happy mood and full of expectations, even walks more briskly than before.

"Meng An, I brought back the hot pot you mentioned." Yun Tai came in from the outside, holding a round-bottomed iron pot with a partition inside.

"Hey, it's pretty quick." He told Mu Qing and Meng Su that they would meet again a year ago, and Mu Qing was scheduled for the temple fair on the 25th of the twelfth lunar month.He and Yuntai went to the town two days ago, and told the blacksmith what to do, but they didn't expect the result to be quite good.

Meng An brought out the stove made by Yuntai, which was similar to the modern briquette stove. The yellow mud stove was covered with iron sheets, but the charcoal was burned inside.To be honest, Yuntai allowed him to be extravagant, because few people in the village would buy coal. They usually have crop stems and leaves for heating and wood cut from the mountains, so naturally they would not spend more money.But Meng An wanted to test the hot pot, and on the other hand, he was really greedy, and wanted to take Yuntai to taste the hot pot.

They took out the bones that were also prepared for the hot pot and stewed them. The two washed the vegetables and chopped the meat separately, and finally made a mandarin duck pot.This hot pot soup is not authentic enough, the ingredients are not rich, and the dipping sauce is not in place. In Meng An's view, it is like the difference between a generation of computers and laptops.However, the birth of new things is always accompanied by people's curiosity and appreciation, just like Yuntai, who spoke highly of this fresh way of eating.

"I think it's very good. Everyone has never been in contact with it. If this hot pot is introduced, someone will always come up with a better way. You are not a cook, and it is already very good to do this."

This made Meng An feel at ease, and yes, the notebook was developed through generations of improvements in production and practice. The hot pot must be better than the wave because of interested people.What's more, as a businessman, Meng Su should have broader knowledge, and he must be more active in improving than himself.

"I can't see it. Your vision is farther than mine. I reward you." Meng An gave Yuntai a large piece of meat.

"This is your idea, I'm just telling the truth." Yuntai stuffed the meat into his mouth with a serious face, but his tail was already cocked in his heart.

"It's quite modest." Meng An pouted in his heart, and picked up another piece to give it to him. Seeing Yuntai staring helplessly, he confirmed that it was fake, and ate it himself, "Then I won't give it to you."

"..."

Seeing Meng An chewing vigorously, Yun Tai felt that he needed to strengthen his position as the patriarch of the family. He put his arms around Meng An, leaned closer, stared at Meng An and asked in a deep voice, "Will you give it?"

"..." Misty Grass, why does a smell of Marysu come over the face!Yuntai actually understood the skills of a domineering president by himself!He couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Hahaha...haha...Yuntai, you are really...so cute...hahaha."

Yun Tai couldn't help but his ears turned red, he couldn't understand why Meng An laughed so hard.He let go, and took Meng An's chopsticks resentfully to fish for himself. Meng An was still laughing so that his shoulders shook.

"Stop laughing, eat quickly." Yun Tai pressed Meng An's head and said viciously.

"Hmm... eat... hahaha..." It seems that Yuntai is still not good enough, like the situation just now, he should rush up and kiss himself, and then ask evilly "Will you give it, um?" ?” That’s right.Cough, Meng An rubbed his hot face, what was he thinking, Mary Su, go away!He shook his head and continued eating.

In fact, Meng An can only tease Yuntai at ordinary times, and Yuntai doesn't care, because he is very vengeful, and it doesn't matter if he loses face in small things!Get it back in bed.So Meng An is always loved by Yuntai over and over again, fighting until dawn, but he still doesn't have a long memory, Yuntai is happy to hear about it.

In a blink of an eye, it was the 25th of the twelfth lunar month, the day when there was a temple fair. This time Meng An and Mu Qing didn't take the car, but walked with Yuntai and his party.There was no snow today, it was a sunny day, and there were many people on the road, all rushing to the temple fair.Some time ago, Meng An's reputation in the "Dahuaishu Forum" was greatly shaken. Many people greeted him and asked him why he didn't play chess anymore.Meng An felt that the people in the village were really simple. Although the rumors spread outrageously, once they got acquainted with each other, they were extremely enthusiastic. He responded to everyone's greetings one by one, and Mu Qing also joined the conversation from time to time, and he enjoyed it a bit.Yun Tai was also happy seeing Meng An's popularity. He didn't like to deal with people, so if Meng An was willing to socialize, he wouldn't stop him.So Yuntai silently stood aside as the background.

Meng An was having a good chat at first, but when he saw the silent Yun Tai next to him, he became a little absent-minded.Will Yuntai feel lost?No way, a big old man.However, it really seemed a little too quiet, Meng An struggled, and he nodded perfunctorily when talking, and finally he slowed down, and waited for Yuntai to follow up for some unknown reason, and held his hand.Is this how coaxing girlfriends is done in TV dramas?Although Yuntai is a man, it is probably about the same?Meng An pondered.

Yuntai's hand was caught, he paused, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up. The two of them had never been so intimate in front of others, and it felt good.

As for Mu Qing, the sadness of a single dog is hard to describe in words, especially for a single dog like him who acts as a light bulb behind a pair of newlyweds. He consciously ran to the front, otherwise his eyes would hurt again.

There are a lot of people in the temple fair, like an enlarged bazaar, and the family has almost bought all the things for the New Year. Today, I am mainly looking for Meng Su, and have fun by the way.The three of them went to Meng Su's tailor shop slowly, but Meng Su was not there, so the shopkeeper asked a man to look for it, and he found it after a while.

Different from the personable manner last time, this time when I saw Meng Su again, I only felt that he had a background of depression, his face was tired, the cyan stubble could be seen faintly on his chin, and he looked very listless.

"What's wrong with you? Didn't sleep well?" Mu Qing asked bluntly.

"I'm just kidding, it's true that I didn't sleep well, but it's okay." Meng Su waved his hand, greeted the three of them and sat down. Without saying anything, he turned to Mu Qing and asked, "What do you think about this time?" ?”

"My father has no objection, as long as it is a regular shop."

"Don't worry about this. My Meng family has been in business for some years, and my character is still trustworthy. I don't know this..." He looked at Meng An.

"Oh, me, I can't."

"This...do you want to think about it again?" Meng Su felt that although Meng An didn't know how to make clothes, his idea was very novel. If he combined with Mu Qing, his shop might be brought back to life. He looked at Yuntai Said, "Could it be that this person in your family doesn't allow it?"

"Eh? How do you know about our relationship?" Meng An felt that he hadn't shown anything.

"Oh, you two are so sticky, you can't see it, is it to blame?" Mu Qing rolled his eyes, he had a deep understanding.

"Mu Qing is right." Meng Su took over the words, "Last time he said that you are married. Although you are not physically intimate, the atmosphere between the two makes people feel that they are very close."

Yuntai felt comfortable listening, and controlled the corner of his mouth before speaking: "I don't disagree, but Meng An is indeed not suitable, but we have other things we want to ask you to cooperate with."

"Oh?" Meng Su was curious, "What is it, did you bring it?"

"I've brought it." Meng An took out a cleaned hot pot from Yuntai's back and showed him, and Mu Qing came over curiously.

"This is? Pot?" Meng Su was not sure.

"Yes." It seems that Meng Su has never seen it before, and the sales of the hot pot can be guaranteed.Meng An thought secretly in his heart.

"No introduction?" Mu Qing raised his eyebrows. It seems that Meng An is not only literate, but also knows many things.

Meng An nodded, and began to fool around: "This is called hot pot, and it's the best for cold weather. It's divided into two parts. It's a mandarin duck pot. You can put half of it in clear soup and the other in red soup. Ah, this clear soup and red soup..."

Meng Anbalabala said a lot, Yuntai also added a lot of his own understanding, Meng Su's eyes became brighter the more he listened, this is a big business opportunity.However, he thought of something and asked: "This pot doesn't look difficult to make. When others do this, won't I have an advantage?"

"It's okay, you can make hot pot at home, but people will still spend money to eat it, because whether it tastes good depends on the making of the soup, which is difficult to imitate. As long as you grow bigger, people will naturally love authentic ones." Meng Meng Ann explained.

"Do you know the soup ingredients?"

"Almost, but you have to give me some good cooks, and I will study with them." In this way, I can taste the taste of the restaurant even when I eat at home, Meng An thought to himself.

"No problem." Meng Su readily agreed, "To tell you the truth, I still have a restaurant, but you all know that the Xiangmantang restaurant in Wuhu Town is the only one, so my voice is not very good, if If you can have this, you can definitely make a lot of money. I just don’t know what reward you want?"

Meng An took a look at Yuntai, and sure enough, Yuntai was right. Meng Su has other industries.But when it comes to remuneration, he doesn't want to buy out all at once. I don't know if Meng Su can accept his technology as a stake.

"I thought, can you give me a part of the money I earn, that is, dividends." Does this word exist in this world?There are too few of these things in the memory of the original body.

Meng Su paused, and said with a smile: "Unexpectedly, you really have business acumen." The farmers who thought they had some ideas at first didn't expect to have such thoughts.

If Meng An knew that he thought so, he would laugh at him for making such a fuss, not to mention that he is a modern soul, even a native of Yuntai thinks so, okay?

"If you agree, I have other recipes." The taste of the same dish will be very different if you add different seasonings. The development of various modern seasonings gives Meng An an advantage in recipes, even if he doesn't cook them well. , as long as there is a method, isn't there still a professional cook to study it?

"..." Meng Su originally wanted to agree, but he didn't expect that there would be a surprise, "Okay, I agree. How about nineteen points?"

"Okay." Meng An wasn't greedy either, and this was the number he discussed with Yuntai at home.

☆, fate

Seeing Meng An being so forthright, Meng Su laughed: "Why don't you raise the price anymore?"

"If he wants to share more, will you agree?" Mu Qing asked.

Meng Sumo shook his head for a while and said, "No."

"Then that's it, you are sincere to us, why do we still have to go around with you?" Mu Qingqing said naturally.Meng An also nodded, agreeing with him.

Meng Su was taken aback, then smiled boldly, and said: "I was rude. I usually hide it from them. It's really uncomfortable to talk about everything so suddenly."

"If you ask me, you won't suffer from doing business with your personality? Aren't they all profiteers and businessmen?" Mu Qing teased.

"Haha, so the business of the small shop is not good. We will be on the same boat in the future, and you should help a lot." Meng Su replied frankly.His character is indeed relatively meek, and his father also said that he is not smart enough.On weekdays, he pays attention to congeniality when making friends, and doesn't like social flattery, so he suffers a lot from doing business.But he felt that his ability to judge people was good. For example, these few people got along unexpectedly, straightforward and neat, and not messing around.

"That's natural. Helping you is helping us. However, there is no evidence to prove it. Let's make a written proof." Meng An suggested.

"No problem, I bet on you, I hope you won't let me down." Meng Su got a pen and paper to write the evidence.

"It depends on how big your hopes are." Yuntai continued.

Meng Su wrote the paperwork, a copy of Meng An's profit dividend, and a copy of Mu Qing's employment contract. After reading it, the two of them signed and pressed their fingerprints.Needless to say, Mu Qing went to school, Meng Anyuan didn't know how to read, but he couldn't use a writing brush to read, and the names written by his hands who were used to hard pens made people cry.Meng An pressed his fingerprint angrily, and stared at Mu Qing, don't think he didn't know you were laughing, his shoulders were shaking like a convulsion.

Yuntai is a father, he went to school when he was a child, and he was also literate. Seeing that Meng An could read, he felt strange, but when he thought about how he made hot pot, it seemed even more strange, so he simply ignored it. No matter what, Meng An was his own. That's fine.

Mu Qing will officially start work tomorrow, and he will come to the tailor shop to teach others how to make vests, scarves, masks, etc., and make a batch by the way.As for Meng An, Meng Su plans to take them to his own restaurant today, leave the recipes for the cook to study first, make a batch of hot pot a year ago, and launch it with new dishes in the next year.

The four of them came to the "Mengji Restaurant" which was three streets away from Xiangmantang. Compared with the constant stream of customers, this place was bleak.Meng An looked at the store. The style was simple and simple. It should not be the upper-class route. Maybe it is because there are no high-level customers with stable consumption that the business is not easy, Meng An guessed.The store is very clean, the tables and stools are neat, and it looks refreshing, and the waiter is also very enthusiastic, at least better than the waiter who is full of fragrance.

Meng An also added some things made of hot pot. For example, it is better to use copper, and it is best to match it with a small stove. The cooking should not smoke, and you need to prepare a lot of dishes for dipping sauce...Meng Su wrote one by one Next, let someone prepare it, and call the cook to let Meng An ask casually.

The chef is a middle-aged uncle named Wang Lin. He is not fat and has a rather pleasing face. He looks like a quick worker.Meng An first followed him to the back kitchen, and after seeing that the back kitchen was also very clean, his sincerity towards Meng Su became more true. It seemed that his character was really good, at least he was doing business well.He looked around at the existing seasonings, the basic oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, sugar, pepper, onion, ginger, and garlic, and some special sauces, but nothing else.Meng An and Wang Lin described things like cumin and star anise, and the answer they got was yes, but they don't usually use them for cooking.Based on his modern experience, Meng An told him how to cook some dishes and how to add seasonings.Wang Lin has been cooking for more than ten years. At first he thought Meng An was unreliable, but the more he chatted, the more he became enlightened. He is always studying how to improve the recipes, but there are many combinations that he never thought of. Meng An’s words are equivalent to an introduction , a lot of ideas came out.

"Meng An, let's eat first." Yuntai walked to the back kitchen and shouted.Meng An and the chef were too involved in chatting, so they went to the lobby, and other people were making orders for the guests.But it was time for lunch, and the two were still chatting, so he couldn't help but come over and call for someone.

"You guys eat first, I'll eat here with Chef Wang." Meng An took a bowl casually and raised his hand to Yuntai and said.

"...Okay then." Yuntai said helplessly.

"I didn't expect it to be this time." Meng An also felt hungry, and said while eating noodles, "Chef Wang, I'll leave the soup ingredients for this hot pot to you. Try more."

"Leave it on me!" Wang Lin patted his chest and said boldly, "I didn't expect you to know a lot. The clear soup, red soup and dipping sauce you mentioned have also been figured out, but they can be combined. I've never heard of it."

That is, hot pot appeared in the Western Han Dynasty, and it has been developed to modern times, so how many improvements have to be made.Meng An thought to himself.

Due to time constraints, the two of them didn't continue their chat, and couldn't think of anything for the time being. Meng An said everything about hot pot that came to mind, and said other things when he thought of it.

After eating and staying for a while, Meng An and the others left.There were quite a few people walking on the street, Meng An planned to take Yuntai to the Bodhi Temple and ask Yuntai to hang a wishing belt.

"Then I won't go, I'll go to the tailor shop to get acquainted first." Mu Qing said quickly, feeling embarrassed to follow along.

"I also want to go back and arrange the business properly." Mu Qing left, and Meng Su would not follow.

"Okay then. Mu Qing, I'll find you at the tailor shop when we leave." Meng An agreed, and Yuntai wished to act alone with Meng An, so of course he agreed.

"Row."

The four divided into three ways and acted separately.

On the way to the Bodhi Temple, there were people dancing dragons and lions.Amidst the rough and earth-shattering sound of gongs and drums, the simple yet full-flavored winding dragon shuttles through the crowds, swimming, jumping, tumbling, and twirling. The orange dragon body reflects beaming faces.Some of them are whiter, some are darker, but they all show smiles in this annual carnival.The stilt walkers wear various masks and sway to the beat of the drums.The people who rock the dry boat run happily with the colorful dry boat.

Meng An had never seen such a strong Chinese New Year atmosphere, and he was excited to join those dancing people.Yuntai only came to the town with his father and father to watch the dragon and lion dance when he was a child. After moving out, he only went back home during the Chinese New Year, and no one accompanied him to watch it.Now with Meng An, time flies, even though I don't know how to express it, my heart is still full of emotion.

The two watched for a long time among the lively crowd before going to the Bodhi Temple.Since it was a temple fair, the temple as the main character was naturally indispensable for people, and they managed to squeeze into the wishing queue.Following the people who were advancing at a fast pace, they made a wish and burned incense, and took the wishing belt and tied it to the wishing tree.Last time, Meng An's tie could not be found, but this time he tied the two together. From time to time, the wind would blow, and the four silk ribbons would flutter gently next to each other.

"There are too many people." Meng An couldn't help but sighed when he left.It's all in time for the tourist attractions during the festive holidays.

Yuntai nodded, and looked back at the wishing tree covered with red bands of no fate.Turning their heads, they saw someone standing in front of them.

He looks like a wandering Taoist priest, with white hair but hale and hearty, matched with a Taoist robe, he really has a bit of fairy spirit.

It's just a whisk, Meng An thought.He opened his mouth and said, "Are Taoists also coming to worship Buddha?"

"There is a way in your heart, and you can practice it everywhere." The Taoist said clearly, "Just as chances intertwine, so can a different soul feel at ease."

"..." Meng An was shocked, did this Taoist know about him?Is there really a fate?

Seeing Meng An's expression changed, Yun Tai couldn't help frowning, and took a step forward to stand in front of him.

"You don't have to worry, I have no malicious intentions. This little friend is destined for me." The Taoist looked at Yuntai, "You were born more than 20 years ago, and you are indeed a person with a peculiar destiny. It will become more and more serious, but... it must be God's will, there is such a variable."

"What exactly do you want to say?" Yun Tai couldn't help asking, what is this Taoist priest talking about?But he understands that this seems to be the person who said that he is celibate, but why are you looking for him again?

"Heh." The Taoist laughed and said, "Well, I won't go around in circles anymore. I just wanted to tell you that your fate has changed, so you don't have to worry about it anymore."

This style of painting has changed so quickly, the disguise of an expert can be peeled off in a second.Meng An secretly sighed.But having said that, he was never worried about Yuntai Ke's kiss, whether he knew it or not.but……

"You don't have to worry, you can't go back." The Taoist said before Meng An spoke.

"..." Although I didn't think about going back, why did I feel uncomfortable when I heard this?It must be the reason for this Taoist priest.But I still have to thank people...

"Okay, don't thank me. The old man will continue to wander. I hope you can have more babies. Hahaha..." The Taoist waved his hands and left with a smile.

"... Isn't this really a liar?" Meng An felt the veins on his forehead throbbing. What do you mean by having more children? !

"I think what he said is quite good." Yuntai nodded in agreement and continued to walk forward.

Hello sister!Don't sleep in bed anymore!Meng An thought viciously.But immediately he realized something was wrong, when did he become so like a "wife"?He rubbed his head annoyedly, and stepped forward to follow.

The two went to the tailor shop to find Mu Qing, he already knew all the aunts there, and because his clothes were well made and his mind was lively, the aunts liked him very much.The three of them went back to the village and went back to their respective houses. The days became shorter and soon it was dark.

At 27, someone in the village killed a pig. Yuntai went to cut a large piece of meat and came back. The two packed up and gave some to Dad and the others.Yuntai reminded him to send some to his home, Meng An felt guilty, he really forgot, after the rumors were gone, he didn't know what Shen Zhan would do to him.Unexpectedly, when they went to deliver it together, Shen Zhan didn't show anything.