Pheromone excess

The eastern part of Jincheng belongs to the old city, but with the expansion of the development area over the years, high-rise buildings have gradually been built in that area, including grand office buildings and low-rise old-fashioned buildings.

Of course, there are many time-honored shops here, such as some well-crafted clothing stores, unique snack bars, and handmade shops that inherit old crafts...

Gu Youli followed Fang Qianyu to the old town, but he was not in the mood for shopping. He took out his phone and looked at the WeChat interface, but there was still no news, and he couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.

In the front, Fang Qianyu took out his manuscript, and drew it when he saw a unique scene.

Seeing him standing in front of an old building, Gu Youli followed Fang Qianyu's line of sight curiously. Most of the skin of the old building had fallen off, and the shady place was covered with hairy green moss. There are colorful clothes hanging on the balcony, and some garlic sprouts and green onions, as well as Chinese cabbage...

"..."

Gu Youli really didn't see any characteristics from this messy slum, he took two steps closer to Fang Qianyu, and his eyes fell on the drawing board in his hand.

In Fang Qianyu's works, the old buildings are no longer gloomy, and the peeling wall skin is like a new material with great texture under his modification.

"Qianyu, you..." Gu Youli couldn't find an adjective when he saw it: "It's too amazing."

What Fang Qianyu sees is probably not the same world as what mortals like them see.

"I really like this corner." Fang Qianyu felt a little embarrassed by Gu Youli's surprised expression.

"I see that you seem to be quite familiar with these places. Given your family background, how do you know these places?"

Fang Qianyu's slender and curled eyelashes trembled, and they lowered to cover those big eyes. He bit his tongue and lips, and said, "Yingchi brought me here." Before they got married, in Before that febrile period.

After Omega finished speaking, depression flashed across his face. Seeing his calm expression, Gu Yuli knew that he shouldn't ask more questions.

It turns out that everyone's feelings have a sour side. When he thought of this, he couldn't help being taken aback.

Gu Youli saw that the time was almost up, and the other party Qianyu said: "Qianyu, it's noon, let's go to Ruanheng for dinner."

'Ruanheng' is the western restaurant the two of them went to last time. It takes half an hour to drive there, and it will take longer if there is a traffic jam.

"..."

"We drive there now, and drive back after eating. It takes an hour to go back and forth. It's a waste of time. Can't we just eat around here?" Fang Qianyu blinked her big eyes.

Hearing this, Gu Youli scanned the surrounding environment. In his eyes, the neighborhood is dirty and messy, and he might get sick if he eats it.

Seeing his expression, Fang Qianyu recalled: "Well, the environment of this place is indeed a bit poor, but there are a few century-old snack bars that are not bad."

Gu Youli was dubious, but still followed Fang Qianyu.

There is a snack street on the inside, with stalls selling snacks on both sides, and a long color steel tile canopy on the top. It is lunch time, and the middle of the street is full of people.

The hot steam coming out of the pot from time to time, the fried food on the iron plate, and the vendors yelling in Mandarin mixed with dialect make this not-so-large street look extraordinarily popular.

Gu Youli walked behind Fang Qianyu, looking at the big spoon raised in the chef's hand, he really didn't have much appetite, he was more worried that the oil stains would be reduced to his expensive suit coat.

Fang Qianyu, however, was contented. He looked at the stalls on both sides side by side. It was rare for the stall owners to see such a good customer, and they all greeted him and smiled.

Fang Qianyu wore a loose off-white down jacket with a unique pattern on the back, which gave people a warm and soft feeling. He had black hair, red lips and white teeth. Anyone who saw it would sigh. It's so good.

He has an aura of nobility nourished by a wealthy family, and he is well-mannered in every gesture. That aura has nothing to do with what kind of environment he is in or what kind of clothes he wears.

Fang Qianyu stopped in front of a sesame seed shop, looked up, and saw the three big red characters "Liu Yibing" engraved on the log-colored signboard above his head, which was simple and eye-catching.

Although Gu Youli disliked this simple and narrow shop a bit, he had to say that even standing at the door, he could smell the aroma of scones inside.

The two walked in and saw two cylindrical stoves on one side of the shop, and a cylindrical hole was dug out in the middle of the stove, and the charcoal fire was placed underneath. After the cakes were ready, they were baked on the inner wall of the stove until Browned and crispy.

"Boss, I want two pancakes, one stuffed with red bean and sesame seeds, and one stuffed with dried plums and vegetables." Fang Qianyu said to the fat boss who was making pancakes at the chopping board next to him.

The boss turned around when he heard the words, and when he saw Fang Qianyu entering the store, he couldn't help but smile honestly: "It's you, I haven't been here for a long time."

"Boss, you still remember me." Fang Qianyu was a little surprised.

"Remember, Xiaojiang brought you here, haha, it's hard not to be impressed with such a good-looking baby."

Fang Qianyu smiled when he heard the words, which made the sesame seed cake owner who was almost thirty feel a little embarrassed: "How has Xiao Jiang been these past few years? I heard that he is now the big boss."

"Well, Yingchi is pretty good, but it's busy."

Especially in the past half a month, sometimes it was early in the morning when he came back, and after taking a shower, Fang Qianyu could still smell the alcohol on his body.

Gu Youli, who was standing behind Fang Qianyu, heard this, and realized that Xiaojiang was referring to Jiang Yingchi, and couldn't help being a little surprised. The dignified president of the Fang family, a business genius praised by everyone in the industry, did he live in this slum when he was a child?

The biscuit owner asked the assistant to take out the biscuits baked in the oven, put them in paper bags, and deliver them to the guests, then turned around and said to Fang Qianyu, "One red bean, one dried plum, wait a moment, I'll make them for you right away." , put more sesame seeds on the surface for you, fragrant."

"Okay, thank you boss."

"You're welcome," the boss greeted with a smile when he saw the man in suits and leather shoes behind Fang Qianyu, "Yo, the young master brought friends, why don't you come and try one too, how about dried plums, Xiaojiang likes it the most .”

Gu Youli heard that Jiang Yingchi wanted to reject subconsciously, what kind of good things could be liked by people with cold faces and dark hearts, but he was curious about how delicious the sesame seed cakes that Fang Qianyu likes could be, so after choosing for a long time, he chose a piece of meat floss.

So when he was leaving, Gu Youli ate one, and asked for another one with dried plums to take away.

Fang Qianyu: "..."

Fang Qianyu stopped and walked on the snack street. Gu Youli was quite reserved at first, but later, he bought whatever Fang Qianyu bought.

One word, really fragrant.

However, he noticed that Fang Qianyu packed two copies. He didn't need to think about who the other one was for. a feeling of.

After being sad for a while, he heard the phone ringing in his pocket. Gu Yuli clicked on the phone and saw that someone had posted a photo of him wearing a bathrobe and preparing to take a hot spring. He stared at the delicate face in the photo for a while , turned to Fang Qianyu and said: "Qianyu, you took me to eat so much delicious food today, how about I treat you to a hot spring later?"

"Ah?" I don't understand why Gu Youli suddenly wants to go to the hot spring.

"It's not far, it's just around here. You're almost done with the painting, let's go again."

[The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

Fang Qianyu: Shaobing, my husband’s favorite, bring a portion, pine stir fry, my husband’s favorite, bring a portion...

Su Jingli: Your husband is taking a hot spring with me

Fang Qianyu: (Throwing into the trash can) You go to the trash can too]