Don't talk about money and hurt feelings!Marquis【Crossover】

"Hungry?" Rong Feiyan immediately said to the boy behind him: "Go, find a decent restaurant nearby."

Xu Ziying hurriedly called the boy back and said, "Didn't you smell it? It smells so good."

Rong Fei sniffed it for a while: "What's the smell?"

Seeing this, Xu Ziying dragged him to look for it, and finally found a small noodle stall under an old locust tree.

The small noodle shop is not big, there are two tables outside, although it looks simple but very clean, the shop next to it is an old man, saw two men dressed in Washington, and there were a group of servants behind them, standing aside and watching them.

Xu Ziying looked at the steaming hot noodles in the cauldron, elbowed Rong Feiyan, and said, "Please eat, next time you treat me."

Rong Fei didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Yingying is so polite."

Two bowls of noodles can cost a few copper coins at most, and Xu Ziying, a penny-pinching iron rooster, can spend this pretty well.

But the next time Rong Fei hates to invite him, it must be the best restaurant, but that time it wasn't that Rong Fei hated paying for it, it's just that he didn't order it.

Xu Ziying sat down on the long bench, Rong Fei pushed back his robe and sat idly opposite him, asking the servants who followed him to stand farther away, Xu Ziying waved: "Old man, two bowls of noodles."

The old man responded quickly, the hands that served the noodles were trembling, and the two bowls of hot noodles were served, the old man's waist was very low: "Two, gentlemen, take it easy."

Xu Ziying said: "Old man, we are here to eat your noodles, so go get busy."

The old man walked away in fear.

Rong Fei took the two pairs of chopsticks from the bamboo tube and handed Xu Ziying a pair: "I didn't expect Yingying to be so kind."

Xu Ziying stirred the noodles with chopsticks, smelling the aroma: "Don't, I'm not a good person, I'm just a poor person."

Rong Fei only found it funny: "Yingying is poor, so who am I, Lord Hou?"

Xu Ziying took a sip of the noodles and said vaguely, "You're annoying."

Rong Feiyan: "..."

Xu Ziying ate the noodles seriously. Although the noodles were plain noodles with some small ingredients on them, the noodles were chewy and delicious.

Sometimes whether the noodles are delicious or not does not depend on the condiments and broth, but more importantly, the noodles themselves. The fragrance of the noodles is so far away.

Xu Ziying really wanted to fill his stomach, so he ate two bowls in one sitting. He also secretly observed the old man making noodles, and felt that the craftsmanship was really good.

After eating the noodles, he put the bowl on the table, Rong Fei only ate one bowl, and was drinking rough tea from the tea bowl.

Xu Ziying asked him, "Do you think it's delicious?"

Rong Feiyan nodded slightly: "It tastes good."

Seeing the empty bottom of the bowl on the opposite side, Xu Ziying thought that he would not allow himself to eat this kind of noodles. He wanted to tease him, but he thought that he had been in the border for ten years. explain.

"You sit here, and I'll pay for it."

Xu Ziying got up and went over, the old man didn't dare to ask for money, a bowl of noodles only cost two copper coins, such a good taste was too cheap, and knowing that the old man was alone, he chatted with him.

After a while Xu Ziying came back excitedly, and said to Rong Feiyan: "The old man said his family's handicrafts are handed down from his ancestors, but unfortunately his family members passed away, and he couldn't afford a shop in the city, so he set up a shed here to make ends meet."

Rong Fei put down the teacup angrily: "Could it be that Yingying has something in mind?"

Xu Ziying snorted, as a tacit consent, leaned over and whispered a few words in his ear, after hearing Rong Fei tired of chuckling, he nodded.

Xu Ziying paid four copper coins, Rong Fei tiredly called a clever boy to explain a few words, and the two left, but before they had gone far, the boy ran over from the noodle stall.

"Master Hou, some ruffians came to the noodle stall to make trouble, kicked over the noodle pot, and the old man was burned."

When Xu Ziying and the others turned back, what they saw was the overturned noodle pot, and the clean and tidy stall was in a mess. The old man's entire arm was burnt red, and he was being lifted up by the collar by an arrogant fat man.

Rong Feiyan just wanted to beckon to his servants to deal with it, but Xu Ziying ran over at some point, picked up a bench and smashed it on the man's head with such force that the bench cracked.

The bench was cracked and the fat man's head was also cracked. He clutched his head and wanted to settle the score with Xu Ziying: "You! Where did you come from? You are courting death!"

Rong Fei stepped on his chest tiredly, and casually said to Xu Ziying: "Yingying, you're not very good at aiming, you missed it."

Xu Ziying rolled up his sleeves and raised the bench with both hands: "Then I'll make it up again."

Rong Fei hurriedly said: "You joking Yingying, don't be so impulsive next time, wait for Lord Hou to handle it for you."

First let the servants carry the old man away to find a doctor, and then place him elsewhere. During this period, Rong Feiyan's feet never let go. It seemed casual but the strength of his feet made the fat man unable to break free no matter what.

Feeling humiliated, even the blood on the fat man's head didn't stop him from yelling, and Xu Ziying's headache was caused by foul language.

"Noisy!"

If it hadn't been for Rong Feiyan to stop him, he would have scolded Fatty, Rong Feiyan let him sit beside him to calm down, and asked someone to bring a sword to the fatty's neck.

"You look like this, you don't look like a hooligan, who sent you here?"

The fat man was well dressed, and said that he was here to collect protection fees. The old man had no money, so he was smashed into a noodle stall, and even the four copper coins that Xu Ziying had just given were taken away.

The fat man must have been confused, he shouted recklessly, saying that he was unlucky today, and when he went to call people, he would not beat them to death.

Rong Fei laughed tiredly: "Who is it called? Whose family do you belong to?"

The fat man said something, Rong Fei frowned slightly, let go of the fat man and let someone gag him to shut him up first, holding the saber in one hand, took Xu Ziying's hand and said.

"Walk."

Seeing that Rong Fei didn't let his servants follow, Xu Ziying asked, "Where are you going?"

"Take you to play."

This place is located in the west of the city, the location is relatively remote, the security is not good, there are many beggars and hooligans, and the slums are also in this area, Rong Fei said while walking, and bought two bamboo hats to cover his face.

"So, what does this have to do with that fat man just now?"

Rong Fei said while walking: "That person is rich, he cannot be a beggar or a hooligan in a slum."

"so?"

Rong Feiyan said again: "It seems that the gambling house is here."

Some time ago, Rong Feiyan was ordered to raid the house of a third-rank official, and colluded with each other through corruption and bribery, but the money disappeared. Later, many investigations were conducted on this official who owned a gambling house, but Rong Feiyan searched all the gambling shops in the city. I couldn't find the location of the casino either.

"You mean, all the gold, silver, jewels and so on are hidden in this gambling house?"

"Business."

After finishing speaking, Rong Fei smiled tiredly: "I didn't want you to come with me, this time I just went to confirm that there is no danger, and I have some fun looking for it."

Xu Ziying didn't ask what the fun was, but he said in a pleasant tone, "You're very happy."

"That's right, this is the last thing His Majesty entrusted to me. I was worrying about what would happen. Today, if things go well, I will be able to accompany Yingying every day after the matter is over."

Rong Fei led him around a corner, and there was a coffin shop in front of him, and there were two large coffins at the door of the shop, standing there like door gods.

He whispered: "Found it."