After Wu Qiong finished his work, he rushed to Ouyang Xue's side as soon as possible and saw her standing here watching the veteran general sing on the stage.

Take a closer look, what a guy!

"Am I that old?"

Wu Qiong was a little amused and crying, while Ouyang Xue covered her mouth and laughed:

"I think the performance is pretty good. Look at how many flags he has on his back."

"Ah? It's okay to have too many flags, it's not good or not, it's not good at all."

The two of them watched the show with a joke, and then Wu Qiong gave some money to the actors on the stage, after all, he would not be free.

Although Qingzhou City is not as prosperous as Chang'an, there are also goods in the East and West Market. There are no industrial products these days. All of them are handmade products, with exquisite workmanship and a lot of food in addition to fun.

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But don’t underestimate the ancients’ pursuit of food. Although they do not have as many food additives as modern people, this is exactly what their advantage lies.

Especially for desserts and snacks, the ingredients used are completely pure and natural, without hormones, and there are no harmful additives. Who can put the whole arsenic in it?

Even ice cream has similar things, such as Sushan and Ginkgo.

"Spicy" is a nomadic dairy product. Heat "Spicy" to the point where it is close to melting, then shape it, and then put it in an ice cellar to freeze. The final form of the thing is no different from ice cream.

"Girl Cheese" is frozen milk. Marco Polo once ate "Girl Cheese" and praised it in his travel notes.

At this time, although it was autumn in Qingzhou City, the weather was not particularly cold. I could still buy ice cream in the East and West Market. Although Wu Qiong had seen it, he had never eaten it and was not very interested in sweets.

But this time I took Ouyang Xue to go shopping together, so I naturally wanted to take her to taste the taste.

I bought a Sushan and another ice cheese. Ouyang Xue is also a woman. She is born with no resistance to desserts, especially this kind of ancient dessert, who is both curious and want to eat it.

Ouyang Xue hugged Sushan and took a bite, then the same thing happened in front of her:

"It's quite delicious, but it's not as good as ice cream."

Wu Qiong also tasted it, nodded, and said:

"Indeed, it's not as good as ice cream, but in this era, it's already a good thing to have this taste."

"and……"

Ouyang Xue raised her eyebrows and leaned against Wu Qiong's chest:

"I rarely have the chance to go shopping with you like this, no matter what I eat, I feel sweet."

Wu Qiong was so itchy when Ouyang Xue said that he hadn't been the ones around him that he would have to have a French wet kiss.

While eating ice cream, the two saw a lot of people surrounding them, and a huge ginkgo tree. The breeze blew by and made a rustling sound.

Ouyang Xue was obviously quite curious about this Ginkgo Tree and asked the maid behind her:

"What's going on here? Why are there so many people?"

The maid quickly replied:

"Back to Madam, this is the marriage tree in Qingzhou City. According to legend, as long as you write the name of your lover and then write the blessings for your marriage, you can realize it. However, it is what the monk said, "Madam, you see, there are still monks there collecting money."

After the maid said that, Wu Qiong looked over and saw a little novice monk holding a box over there to collect money.

Of course, it is impossible for a monk to hold a copper plate in his hand when he receives money. Then the monk must pay attention to the purity of the six senses. How can he touch the smell of the copper? There is also a sticker on the box: [Incense]

"How did the monk collect money here?"

After Wu Qiong asked, a maid next to him hurriedly said:

"Return to the commander, this is a monk from Wangen Temple in Qingzhou City. This marriage tree is said to have a history of hundreds of years. Later, King Qi... no, it was Zhou Jian who came out and presided over a consecration ceremony. Later, Wangen Temple was responsible for the maintenance of this tree, and there was a daily charge."

Wu Qiong nodded, greeted the Jinyiwei behind him. The Jinyiwei nodded, and soon disappeared into the crowd.

Ouyang Xue saw this scene and said with a smile:

"You really hate evil."

Wu Qiong also smiled and explained:

"It's also considered to be a precaution. After all, I always feel that the path is not clean when I have a relationship with the King of Qi. Moreover, there is always only Huangen Temple. If this temple is called Wangen Temple, it will be a rainbow color. It's really not reassuring for people. Maybe he can even give us loans or something. It's always easy for the King of Hell to see, and it's difficult for little ghosts to deal with. Sometimes the people who harm the people the most are those little ghosts."

Ouyang Xue nodded. She is a lawyer and has been exposed to many cases and there are also such aspects. Of course, there is no need to mention it.

"Oh, I originally wanted to make a wish."

Ouyang Xue sighed, but Wu Qiong said with a smile:

"Well, why not? This tree was called the Marriage Tree a hundred years ago, and it was only been opened by the King of Qi these years. In the past, people from Qingzhou made wishes to this tree. Why don't we allow it? Give him a few copper coins today, and I will let them all spit it out tomorrow."

Ouyang Xue covered her mouth and smiled, then Wu Qiong took her hand and walked straight to the marriage tree.

The little novice monk didn't know Wu Qiong, and thought it was a rich young man from some family. Amitabha Buddha for a while, and then said something like "The donor and the little monk thinks you are very destined to be", and then handed the incense box up.

Wu Qiong didn't say much, and put a few copper plates with a smile, then pulled Ouyang Xue under the tree.

At this time, there were some men and women under the tree, but there were still no ones who were holding hands like Wu Qiong and Ouyang Xue. After all, it was ancient times, so the customs of the people could not be so open.

The people watched Wu Qiong and Ouyang Xue for a while.

Wu Qiong was very calm, while Ouyang Xue was a little shy, but after all, she was a modern person. She was somewhat resistant to being watched by holding hands and being watched, so she would not be ashamed of being shy.

The temple has collected money and is somewhat of a service. In addition to starting to be destined to you, there is a brush next to you to write, and strips of cloth are arranged one by one for each person.

Wu Qiong quickly wrote it on:

[Wu Qiong and Ouyang Xue, I hope that our lovers will eventually get married.]

Ouyang Xue's face turned red and she also took a pen, but she didn't let Wu Qiong see the words she wrote.

The two of them wrote down the cloth strips and hung them on the tree. The branches of the ginkgo tree were hung tightly with cloth strips. From a distance, they looked like decorations.

Wu Qiong looked at the piece that Ouyang Xue was hanging, and was really curious and asked:

"What the hell are you writing?"

Ouyang Xue smiled:

"I won't tell you."

"Anyway, it's just something we'll get married, right? Let me take a look."

"No, it won't work after seeing it."

Ouyang Xue smiled and pulled Wu Qiong away.

The breeze blew slightly, and Ouyang Xue's cloth strips were slightly turned over, and then she saw the words written on it:
Chapter completed!