[Chen Qingling] I don't know why

Bi Cao was waiting in front of the mountain gate. Seeing Wen Miaomiao and his group staggering towards them carrying things on their backs, she hurried forward to help.

"Miss, your trip is worth it!" She happily closed the food box, with a piece of pastry in her mouth. "Sigh, it's just that the eldest son is in a terrible situation this time. He took his disciples to the Lanling Jin Sect to deliver things. They thought we were shabby and kicked us out."

Hmph, when Miss Ben becomes a god in the future, I will definitely make you regret your stupid behavior now!

In June of the following year, when the greenery was thick, Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng took their disciples to rest on the way home from a night hunt. There was a long queue at a stall next to the inn.

Wei Wuxian squeezed his way through the crowd, "Old man, what does this shop sell? Why are there so many people?"

"This is a small cake shop. His family's Roujiamo is the most famous, and everyone knows it from all over the world. My son, hurry up and queue up to try it."

Another elder sister who was in the back line interjected: "It's not a big deal, it's finally opened. I used to find someone to go to Qicheng to buy it and bring it back. Young master, don't stand here and block the queue."

"Huh? Miaomiao...a small bakery?"

In the lobby of the inn, Yunmeng's disciples occupied three tables, sitting and drinking, and glanced at the two blue-clothed monks at the next table from time to time.

"Young master, those people seem to belong to aristocratic families."

Jiang Cheng said, "The blue clothes wipe the forehead, it belongs to the Gusu Lan family. Don't look blindly, you will lose our Yunmeng's face."

"Yes. Why hasn't senior brother come back?"

"Come, come, eat the roujiamo!" Wei Wuxian spread out the parchment paper, inside were two rows of small cakes neatly lined up, each individually wrapped in parchment paper, very pretty.

"Wow, it smells so good, I'll have one first!"

The person at the next table ran over, "Hey, give me one!"

Wei Wuxian took one for himself, and passed another one to Jiang Cheng, "Hey, let's eat."

"Tch, I don't eat serious meals." After taking a bite, it was really good! "Well, this, this is delicious, save a few for my sister, where did you buy them?"

Wei Wuxian shook the greased paper on the cake, "Look for yourself."

A simple head portrait was drawn on the oil paper, and the two big eyes were shining brightly. It looked like Wen Miaomiao at first glance, and there was a writing next to it, 'Miaomiao bakery, delicious and not expensive, come here often~'

"Ahem..." Jiang Cheng choked, "Water...water..."

Wei Wuxian looked contemptuously, and handed him a cup.

"Shop, the meat they eat... Roujiamo, do you have any for sale?"

The shopkeeper saw that these blue-clothed monks were elegant and upright, and hurried forward to greet him, "There are some, there is a bakery newly opened in the city that sells them, but it's not very easy to buy, you only need to pay an extra two taels of silver, and the small ones will be sold." People buy it."

Another disciple retorted: "It costs two taels for a trip, why don't you grab it!"

"Don't be unreasonable! We don't want it now, thank you!"

The shopkeeper's expression turned a little pale, and he choked as he walked, "If you don't have money, you still pretend to be a master. If you have the ability, go arrange it yourself!"

"You! Mr. Zewu, look at him!"

After the words Ze Wujun came out, Wei Wuxian and his party knew who was sitting opposite them. This was the number one son of the family, Lan Xichen, the eldest son of the Lan family.

"Hey, Jiang Cheng, hurry up and say hello."

"Go...go..."

"Jiang Cheng, the son of Jiang Fengmian, the head of Yunmeng's Patriarch, this is Wei Wuxian, the senior brother. I never expected to meet Lord Zewu here, so I came here to pay a visit."

Lan Xichen stood up and returned a salute, his voice was gentle and refined, "You two are welcome."

After exchanging greetings with everyone, it was time to set off. Wei Wuxian grabbed the remaining few meat buns, wrapped them in oiled paper, and handed them over, "If Mr. Zewu doesn't mind, then take it. Look over there, really. Not too good to line up."

"Then thank you, Mr. Wei, and leave."

"Zewu-jun, give me a taste."

"You guys share it." After thinking for a while, he smiled and said, "Leave one for Wangji."

Over there, Jiang Cheng started looking for trouble again: "You're quite generous, how about the ones you agreed to give to my sister?"

Wei Wuxian put his arms around his shoulders, "I said, young master, I will definitely bring you back in a few days, okay?"

"Where are you going?"

Wei Wuxian turned back with the sword in his hand and said, "Take everyone back first, I'll go to Qishan to have fun."

"Hey! You!" Jiang Cheng was so angry that he sat down to drink.

A disciple next to him persuaded: "Forget about the young master, let the elder brother see his wife, let's go by ourselves."

Qicheng is located at the foot of Qishan Mountain, and it is not well-known. Occasionally, a few disciples of the Wen family in red go by, but they are just carrying things, or patrolling along the street, there are no other outsiders.

"The little bakery will be closed in an hour, please don't queue up for the customers in the back!"

Wei Wuxian stood outside the shop and looked in, but there were so many people that he couldn't see anything.

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Hey young man, don't squeeze, it's useless to jump in line, you need to take a number and line up. "The eldest sister raised the wooden sign in her hand, with a big 'Number [-]' written on it, with great pride on her face, "Did you see that, you only need a number!"You outsiders, come here all day to rob, and buy so much once you buy it, let me tell you, you can’t do this, you..."

Wei Wuxian looked embarrassed and waved his hands: "I...I'm not..."

Alas, the crowd is coming and going, the aroma is overflowing back and forth, Wei Wuxian is squatting in the corner beside the sesame seed shop, dragging his chin, smiling at the sophistication of the world... oh... no, look at the meat folder...

An hour has finally passed...

"Wei... Young Master Wei? Why are you squatting here?"

Wei Wuxian looked up with a sad face, his legs were numb, "Old man, why is it you! Aren't you selling donkey meat in Yunmeng?"

The old man helped Wei WuXian up, and said with a smile, "Isn't this going for a walk? I happened to meet Miao Miao when I walked to Qishan Mountain. The little girl left me here to look after the shop."

A disciple in red came in with a sack on his shoulders, "Old man, I will put the flour that the eldest lady ordered to be delivered to you later."

"Okay, you put it aside, what kind of bird did Miaomiao say she wanted to catch? Did you catch it?"

The disciple sighed: "No, Feimiying is gone. Let's talk about it in a few days. It's just that there are not enough manpower these days, and you have to close earlier."

"Hey, I'm really looking forward to it." Then he ordered the apprentice to go back and fetch a paper bag, "Take it, there are red bean paste stuffing in it, your brother Xue likes it."

Wei Wuxian cursed in his heart, little girl, life is going pretty well.

Wen Miaomiao was not in the shop, so Wei Wuxian could only go up the mountain.

It is said that going up the mountain from the south side is the fastest, and the sun is not so strong after noon. Wei Wuxian didn't know where he was when he walked to the mountain gate.

The mountain gate... can't be called the mountain gate, it's just a narrow road, an old man blocked it, and there was a sign "Entrance of Guanlian" next to the wooden table.

? ? ? ? ?

Wei Wuxian wanted to go around, but was blocked by the old man, "My lord, you have to pay the entrance fee to appreciate the lotus."

"Ah, hello old man, I'm not here to appreciate the lotus, I'm going up the mountain."

"No matter what you want to do, if you go from here, you must pay, otherwise you can go north."

Seeing Shi Shiran, a pair of girls next to him, went in, Wei Wuxian felt his self-esteem was hurt, and pointed: "Then why are they able to go up?"

The old man became impatient, "I bought an annual pass!"

Okay...okay..."How much is it?"

"Twenty Wen!"

Not expensive either!Wei Wuxian handed over the money happily, from the aura of the rich second generation!

It really did have lotus flowers, and it was a very big one, blooming so beautifully that it attracted dragonflies and butterflies. It seemed that the little girl had put in a lot of effort.

Wei Wuxian stood on the wooden bridge over the pond, and there were many tourists watching. He looked down and could see the fish swimming in the water, and occasionally the lotus leaves protruding out, all kinds of colors, very lively.

"Little brother, little brother!" The voice broke the silence all around.

As soon as he looked up, he saw a figure running towards him in the distance, dressed in white, with long hair flying, and then, the whole person threw himself on him.

No need to ask, besides that little girl, who else...

Wen Miaomiao hugged Wei Wuxian's waist without letting go, looked up at him in front of him: "Little brother, it's really you, I'm not dreaming!"

Wei Wuxian patted her on the back, and accidentally stroked her long hair, which was smooth and soft, and his fingertips felt lingering, and his tone became gentle, "I came to see you, how are you doing?"

Wen Miaomiao pouted, with [-]% grievance on her face, "It's okay, but I'm a little tired, and I miss you so much, I thought you would come earlier!"

"By the way!" Wen Miaomiao pushed Wei Wuxian away, "Last time, my senior sister said in her letter that she prepared dried pickled fish for me, did you bring it?" She sized it up and said tentatively: "You ...won't eat it by myself..."

Wei Wuxian pushed her head: "I left in a hurry, I didn't bring it with me. Do you miss me or your little dried fish?"

No...no conflict...

"Young master! Young master!" An old man with a crown and long beard came over and handed over a picture. In the painting, Wei Wuxian and Wen Miaomiao were standing in the pond, looking at each other with smiles on their faces. on the petals.

"Good painting!" Wei WuXian said happily, "Thank you, old man."

Wen Miaomiao covered her face and turned away...

"No thanks, no thanks, one tael of silver."

"Ah?" Wei Wuxian was stunned, "This..."

The old uncle dragged back the painting, "If you don't want it, son, forget it, I'm still in a hurry."

"Okay..." Wei Wuxian began to take out the money, "I want, I want..."

Wen Miaomiao tentatively asked: "Uncle, can you..."

"Miss, you're the one who said this, we Qishan can't leave the relationship, the last time the second son and Miss Qing came, I also accepted the original price!"

"Oh... oh..." Wen Miaomiao watched sadly as Wei Wuxian handed over a tael of silver to buy the painting, and I haven't written off my horoscope yet... How can I compare with my sister and second brother...

Wei Wuxian sighed, hugged her shoulder and smiled helplessly, "Let's go, Miss."

"Big brother, big brother, do you want to buy a pendant for your sister?"

Wei Wuxian looked down at this cute little girl, his eyes were sparkling, and the cunning inside was exactly the same as Wen Miaomiao, he knelt down, "What pendant? Show me."

Wen Miaomiao hurriedly grabbed Wei Wuxian, "How about...forget it...forget it..."

"How do you sell this lotus?"

"Two taels of silver."

"So expensive!"

"It's not expensive, it's a high-quality mutton jade. Look at the pattern on the back, it's been consecrated by the master, and we're buying...buying..." The little girl obviously forgot the words , looking at Wen Miaomiao for help...

Wen Miaomiao cupped her hands to her mouth and reminded in a low voice, "Lifetime warranty..."

"Oh oh oh, one time purchase, lifetime warranty!"

Wei Wuxian glanced at Wen Miaomiao, smiled at the little girl, "It's cheaper, I'll buy it."

"Then how can I do it, big brother, if you are so poor, we suggest you not to fall in love."

"Okay, okay, okay...don't say it...buy buy buy..."

Wen Miaomiao was deeply saddened in her heart, and she couldn't live without committing a crime...