"Okay sir!"

An old man with a hunchback came over and said with a smile: "Twelve cents a bowl, two bowls will cost you twenty-four cents."

"Twelve Wen..."

The Taoist couldn't help but fall into recollection for a moment.

"What's wrong?"

"Last time I ate at another door, it seemed to cost ten cents a bowl."

"Huh? Which city gate?"

"South Gate."

"Absolutely impossible!" said the old man with a hunchback. "Although I just set up a stall, I don't dare to collect money randomly. Customers often walk outside the city. Every city gate sells wontons and soup cakes.

The prices are basically the same...when did you eat it, sir?"

"Thirteen years ago."

"Thirteen years ago?"

The hunchbacked old man looked at him carefully and was quite surprised to see that he was young: "My husband was still a young boy at that time. I remember him very clearly."

"..."

The Taoist smiled and said nothing, only sighing with emotion.

"The little old man has been setting up a stall here for thirty years. Thirteen years ago, it was indeed ten cents a bowl. Not to mention thirteen years ago, even five years ago, it was ten cents a bowl." The old man looked embarrassed.

, "However, the world has been a bit uneven in the past few years. King Wenhan in the west of Yizhou rebelled in the past two years. The court mobilized troops from several states to put him down. There are often demons and ghosts in the mountains outside the city. Little Lao

Several times when I went out to the morning stall, I encountered monsters coming to eat. Sometimes when I was walking home after closing the stall, some mountain ghosts would stop me from opening a stall. Plus, the prices of everything were increasing, so it was really difficult to do business."

After talking for a while, he smiled again:

"But sir, he is a Taoist and knows how poor he is. I am also willing to have a good relationship, so I will charge you ten cents for a bowl. I will give you twenty cents in total for two bowls."

"Thank you."

The Taoist smiled and looked to the other side.

The girl had a fair face and a serious expression. She immediately took out a handful of money from her arms, counted it once, put the extra money back, counted it again, and then stretched out her little hand to hand it to the stall owner.

There are twenty-four in total, no more than one.

The stall owner naturally took it with a smile.

"Let's go."

The Taoist took the bamboo stick, got up and left.

The bay-red horse followed silently.

The little girl followed behind.

"Miss Sanhua, do you remember that thirteen years ago, when we first came to Yidu, we had a bowl of wontons outside the city." The Taoist said as he walked, with a smile on his face.

"Sanhua Empress remembers the meat that Sanhua Empress ate." The little girl also held a small bamboo stick and walked faster than him to keep up with him. She also looked like she was recalling, "Is this the place?"

"No, it's outside the city gate on the other side."

"the other side……"

“Are the wontons delicious?”

"delicious!"

"Which is better, wontons or meat fillings?"

“The meat is delicious!”

"That's it..."

Not far away is the city gate.

The two of them stopped and looked up.

The city gate made of blue bricks is full of pits and the weather of history. A military academy stands on the edge of the city to check in and out, and there are notices posted on the wall. It is almost the same as the other city gate in my memory.

There is a plaque above the head with two big words:
Chapter completed!