Xiaoyuer continued to travel with beauty and enjoy the mountains and rivers. The itinerary that he should have been half a month, letting him reach the boundary of Henan in a month.

"Ah sneezing" Xiao Yuer sat on the horse's back and sneezed. Qiaoer said caringly: "Brother Xiao Yuer, what's wrong with you?" This is the happiest day since she was born. How great it would be if she had been like this every day.

"Nothing?" Xiao Yuer touched her nose and said, "It's always like this every time she comes here."

"What?" Qiao'er looked at Kaifeng City not far away in wonder.

Nearly noon, Xiaoyuer and Qiaoer entered the city.

He saw the name of Kaifeng in his book and knew that in the capital of the Song Dynasty. When he entered the city, pedestrians were bustling with each other, and it was very prosperous. It was indeed the creation place of the Qingming Festival. Walking around, he suddenly smelled a fragrance, which was caramel and soy sauce mixed with hot meat.

They hadn't eaten for most of the day. They rode the horse for several hours and were already very hungry. They followed the fragrance and turned a corner. They saw the boss standing in the street. The golden signs were written with the three big words "Zuixiao Tower". The signs were deep and long, and they were smoked into a ball of black. The three golden characters were shining. The aroma of wine and flesh sprayed out from the restaurant. The sound of the chef's knife and the sound of the hall were heard.

"Are you hungry? Let's fill your stomach first," Xiaoyuer suggested.

Qiao'er has always been a husband and wife, and said with a smile: "Okay." They came upstairs and kept projecting their eyes on her body, feeling scared. They leaned tightly behind Xiaoyuer.

Xiaoyuer shot a glance, and despite her young face, she exuded a murderous aura.

A man in the west head turned around, and his eyes turned around with two cold electricity. Xiaoyuer saw that this man was very tall and thirty years old. He was wearing a gray old cloth robe, with a slightly torn rag, thick eyebrows, big eyes, a high nose and wide mouth, and a face with a square character. He looked very windy and frosty, and he was extremely powerful when he looked around.

Xiao Yuer shouted in her heart: "What a big man!"

The man had a plate of cooked beef, a large bowl of soup, two pots of wine, and nothing else. It can be seen that even if he eats and drinks, he was very heroic and comfortable.

The big man glanced at Xiaoyu'er, then turned his head and ate and drank by himself.

Xiaoyuer and Qiaoer sat down against the railings by the side of the building. The pavilion came over to greet him. Xiaoyuer asked for a pot of wine and asked the pavilion to serve with four-color wine and dishes.

While eating, I could only hear footsteps on the stairs. Two people came up.

One of the people in front limped and held a crutch, but still walked quickly. The second one was a frowning old man. The two walked to the big man's table and bowed respectfully. The big man just nodded and did not get up to return the salute.

The lame man whispered: "Brother, the other party has agreed to meet in the Fengbo Pavilion tomorrow morning."

The big man nodded and said, "I can't help but be more urged."

The old man said, "Brother originally told them that the date was scheduled to be three days later. But the other party seemed to know that we were not in a single hand and spoke sarcastic words, saying that if we did not dare to go to the appointment, it would be possible that the Ming Dynasty would not go."

The big man smiled and said, "Since he wants to die so much, he can help him." The two of them bowed and agreed, turned and went downstairs.

The three of them spoke very lowly, and no one could hear the rest of the drinkers upstairs, but Xiao Yuer was full of internal energy and had smart ears and ears. Although she didn't want to deliberately eavesdrop on others' whispers, she naturally heard every word.

The big man glanced at Xiaoyuer intentionally or unintentionally. Seeing him lowering his head to ponder, he seemed to hear what he said. Suddenly, his eyes shone brightly, and he snorted heavily. He hammered the tabletop and left without looking back.

Qiaoer looked at the sweet voice: "What a ferocious man?"

Xiao Yuer looked at his back and said, "Most of the people in the world are not good people." Then she looked at the dishes on the dining table and said, "Let's have a meal first."

"Then are we still leaving?"

Xiao Yuer replied: "Don't you want to go around the city more?" Zhuanzhang? Qiaoer felt strange. Xiao Yuer was stunned when she saw her expression and forgot that ancient girls did not have the 'flask' desires of later generations.

"I mean, we must have a good time to visit the capital. We must have a happy life. Don't let the golden cup face the moon empty, so as not to have no chance in the future." Xiaoyuer explained quickly.

Qiao'er always felt that Xiao Yuer had become strange since she came to Kaifeng City, but she always believed in him. Once a woman's heart belonged to her, everything belonged to another person.

After dinner, Xiao Yuer took Qiaoer to wander around. She happened to see a bunch of women coming from somewhere, each holding paper fans to cover her face and laughing. Xiao Yuer felt that the women in this big city were romantic, not like women in the countryside.

Qiao'er saw Xiaoyuer's eyes straight and saw the group of women. She was very jealous. Isn't it just bigger than others? She pouted her mouth and pulled Xiaoyuer's sleeve and said, "Brother Xiaoyuer..."

When Xiaoyuer saw it, she felt very sorry for her and coaxed her: "I don't like those old women, but I just saw their faces look good, and I'm going to buy them and give them to you as a gift?"

Qiaoer looked up and shook her head and said, "I don't want those things, it's scary to turn on my face."

"Oh." Xiao Yu'er advised: "Where are women who love beauty and men who love beauty. Even if you don't want it, others still want it."

"What?" Qiao'er suddenly felt sad when she heard him say there was still a woman. Tears were reflected in her eyes, and the fog made people sad.

Xiao Yuer hugged her tightly in her arms and said, "Don't cry, don't cry, I bought it for the adult's wife. I have to go back with gifts for so long. Otherwise, I won't take you out next time?"

When Qiao'er heard that he was about to abandon her, she stopped crying and laughed: "I misunderstood you, I'm sorry."

"Okay, let's go and have a look." Xiao Yuer took Qiaoer's little hand and ran all the way to a rouge and dough shop.

"Boss?" Xiao Yuer shouted when he entered the door.

The boss also had a straight legs and feet, and then flashed from behind the screen, looking kind and rich. Seeing the two young men and women, handsome men and beautiful women, they made a tsk voice and said, "Ye, where are the handsome men and beautiful women? I wonder if you can help me?"

Xiaoyuer said, "You are just the kind of goods here?" He said to the few rouges displayed on the shelves. He frowned. Although no chemical raw materials were added in ancient times, he knew that some warlocks had added some colored minerals to it. Those heavy metals were damaged to the skin. Moreover, he had already scanned it with systematic detection techniques early on, and these rouge powder were just some low-quality products.

When the boss heard this, he smiled and said, "Hey, brother can't say that. The shelves are naturally a little worse. Those are just for storefronts and sold to different levels. If you want to see good goods, please ask inside and ask inside." In ancient times, not everyone could consume high-end ones, just like cosmetics now have high-end grades.
Chapter completed!