The black-bellied prince: the little princess of the chef

Chapter 843
Walking slowly on the streets of the capital, Ye Qing's gaze has been lingering on the street stalls, all kinds of peddlers are selling along the street, some selling antiques, rouge gouache, jewelry, calligraphy and painting, Sachets, batch after batch of people wandered the streets with their bags on their backs, and the whole capital was caught in a bustling bustle.

Everyone is doing their own things in an orderly manner, busy and rhythmic, Ye Qing couldn't help but praise: "It really is under the feet of the emperor, even the atmosphere is different from other cities."

Compared with small marginal cities like Jincheng and Lucheng, the prosperity of the capital city cannot be compared, let alone the rhythm of life in the capital city.

"Did you live in the capital since childhood?" She turned her head and asked in a low voice, who was an inch behind her, Xiaolan, whose accent seemed to be a native of the capital.

Hearing her question, Xiaolan responded indifferently: "Returning to the girl, Xiaolan is from Decheng. After the death of her father, her mother remarried and came to the capital. It was a coincidence that she entered the master's house."

While speaking, Ye Qing could clearly see the sadness in her eyes, it seemed to mention the place in her heart that she didn't want to touch the most.

"Sorry, I don't know." It was not her intention to poke someone's wound. She wanted to comfort Xiaolan when she reached the point of her mouth, but she still couldn't say it. Insignificant in the face of such things.

"Girl doesn't need to apologize, it's just that Xiaolan hasn't really accepted the fact that her father died early." In other words, what she couldn't accept was that her mother married someone else a month after her father died.

Following the comforting tone from the TV, Ye Qing stretched out his hand to shake her palm, and said with a slight sigh: "The dead are gone, the living have to live on, I think your father doesn't want to see you like this. "

Hearing this, Xiao Lan nodded, as if she had listened to her words, but she didn't seem to have listened, but as for the result, Ye Qing was not in a hurry to confirm, she thought she must give Xiao Lan some time, Go slowly and accept these things.

After all, some things are thorns in a person's heart for a lifetime. Getting rid of them is easy to say, but very difficult to do.

The two of them stayed in front of a candied haws stall, whispering to each other which flavor of candied haws is the best, hawthorn or fruit, Ye Qing looked at the plump apples wrapped in sugar, and unconsciously drooled.

Seeing her eyes resting on the round apple, Xiaolan couldn't help but leaned forward and whispered: "Girl, it's better not to eat apples, after biting off the sugar on the outside, the apple inside is still an apple, there is really no difference ah."

Hearing what she said, the stall owner couldn't hold back the smile on his face. He stared at the two of them for a long time before saying in a muffled voice: "Little girl, I see how you can make such a bad way of making money at such a young age." What about the matter, what kind of food your girl wants to eat, she has the final say, you are a maid, why are you talking so much!"

I heard the accents of the two of them just now, and the girl standing in front is not a native of the capital, but rather a foreigner who just came to Beijing and wants to taste the candied haws in the capital, but this little girl is from the capital. There is some understanding of these foods.

There are really very few people who buy apples today. It’s hard to meet such a master who can’t eat. Of course he wants to sell apples. Who would have thought that this little maid would dare to spoil his fortune? Hateful!

Hearing this, Xiao Lan was slightly taken aback, and then asked in a cold voice: "Why, you still don't allow others to judge whether it's good or bad when you sell things, that's really overbearing!"

Seeing that the stall owner was still about to refute, Ye Qing raised his hand to motion for Xiao Lan to quiet down, and said with a slight smile on his face: "Could it be that the boss bullied me as a foreigner who doesn't know how to eat candied haws?"

Just kidding, she has never eaten pork, and she has never seen a pig running, besides, she has eaten a lot of candied haws in her previous life!

She just looked at the apples wrapped in a layer of sugar to make her more appetizing, but she hasn't really made up her mind to buy apples to eat. The two of them are too anxious!
"No matter what the girl said, no matter what the girl buys, it is the girl's own decision. I don't mean to bully the girl."

The boss bit the word 'bully' very hard, and the tone seemed to be talking about something else, which made Xiaolan feel a little annoyed, and shouted: "Bold, do you know who the girl is, how can you blaspheme her?" of!"

Stopping Xiaolan's words at the right time, she is just a foreigner who has just arrived in the capital, so what identity does she have?
Knowing what Xiaolan wanted to say, but Ye Qing didn't want to carry the name of Feng Jingyu prematurely, which would go against her original intention.

The vendor seemed to be excited, raised his neck and said proudly: "It's just a country girl, if you come to the capital, you can still fly up the branches and become a phoenix. Let's go, let's not do your business today!"

Ye Qing's face changed slightly when he heard that, but he still smiled lightly and said: "Since the boss has no intention of selling things, then there is nothing to say, let's go."

It's useless to talk too much, it's a waste of saliva on this kind of wicked person, sorry, she's not that leisurely and elegant!

Reluctantly being dragged away by Ye Qing, Xiao Lan's face was full of displeasure, she was still depressed even after walking a long distance, Ye Qing couldn't help laughing: "It's not worth being angry about this kind of person."

In fact, he didn't say anything harsh, maybe they were just thinking too much, and it's nothing serious.

After experiencing the previous incidents, Ye Qing felt that it is better to save one thing than to do more, sometimes it is better to keep a low profile.

But she forgot a sentence, if she doesn't look for trouble, it doesn't mean that trouble won't take the initiative to come to her
There were two men in black standing at the window of the tea house opposite the candied haws stand, their eyes followed Ye Qing's figure, one of them couldn't help but sighed softly: "She can bend and stretch, she is a good girl."

"The subordinates feel that Ye Qing and Miss Meng are similar in appearance, but their personalities are completely different. Master him"

"Bold, how can you talk too much about the master's affairs!" The man in black who spoke just now frowned, and slapped the window with his right hand, causing the man who had just spoken to tremble and kneel on the ground.

He was deluded just now, and he said such outrageous words just now, he really deserves to die, "I beg the commander to forgive me, this subordinate was just confused for a moment, please also ask the commander to bypass the subordinate this time!"

"Hmph, if there is another time, you can wait to find someone to collect your body!" The man called the commander snorted coldly, and walked away, leaving only the man kneeling on the ground, who has not been able to return for a long time God knows, God knows what it's like for him to brush shoulders with death just now.

"Girl, your things fell!"

(End of this chapter)