my hungry husband

Chapter 42 Silk thread and No. 5 bean [-]

An Le became curious about the name of this thing.

What is the champion bean.

The small stall is placed in the shadow of the river bank, covered by the buildings next to it, and it is easy to miss if you don't look carefully.

How is the business done, and if the stalls are set up like this, will anyone buy them?

However, the advertisement of this stall is a bit new. The three words "Zhuangyuandou" on the signboard are written with a brush, which is still in traditional Chinese.

An Le tugged at the corner of Jiang Mingyu's clothes, and dragged him to the side of the stall together.

When the peddler saw someone coming, he hurriedly greeted: "Guest officer, would you like some Dou Mi?"

The peddler was quite involved in the show, and even called him a guest officer. Anle saw a pot on the stall with oil paper next to it, and asked, "What kind of beans are they? Why are they called Zhuangyuan beans?"

The peddler laughed and lifted the lid of the pot, and immediately a strong bean fragrance mixed with heat rushed to his face.Soybeans are being boiled in the pot. The plump beans are soaked in the sauce-colored soup. There are also red dates and star anise in the soup, bubbling. The beans seem to have been boiled and look soft.

An Le was already struggling to hold on, but when he saw those beans, he swallowed again.

The peddler told An Le that Qin Zhuangyuan in the south of the city used to be from a poor family and couldn't afford anything else. His mother cooked soybeans for him every day, adding red dates to the beans, hoping that he could go to high school.Later, Qin Zhuangyuan really won the first prize, and this kind of bean is called Zhuangyuan bean.

Next to the Confucian Temple Gongyuan, in ancient times, the students who lived in the imperial examination were all students who took the imperial examination. The businessmen took advantage of the candidates' psychology and sold this kind of beans to make a fortune. It means "full score" printed on the pencil on the answer sheet today.

"I ate the Zhuangyuan beans, so I am the champion. My signboard is written by Qin Zhuangyuan himself, and I keep it authentic." The peddler patted his chest. He was talking, and when he saw Jiang Mingyu standing beside him, he suddenly stopped talking. Eyes full of surprise.

An Le didn't notice this detail, and wanted to sell things to brag to the sky, and even wrote it herself. I don't know if this Qin Zhuangyuan was admitted to Tsinghua University or Peking University.

But the beans are really fragrant, An Le turned to look at Jiang Mingyu, Jiang Mingyu didn't say anything, so he said to the peddler, "Wrap some for me." He said, suddenly remembered something, and laughed, "I don't need to be the number one, being the number one is too tiring , I’ll just be a detective.”

Anle laughed heartily, but the peddler stopped laughing, and stood there in horror. Anle looked over in confusion, and tremblingly, he wrapped a pack of soybeans in oiled paper, put a big red date on it, and stuffed it into Anle's bag. hands.

An Le asked, "How much?"

Jiang Mingyu stood aside from the beginning to the end without saying a word. The peddler looked at the evil god, how could he dare to collect money, and quickly waved his hands: "No money, no money, I wish you high school."

"How can that work? Why don't you have a payment code here?" An Le looked up and down the small stall, but didn't see the QR code at all.

At this moment, Jiang Mingyu finally moved. He took Anle's hand and led him out, leaving the bean stall directly.

"Hey, I haven't paid you yet." An Le held the beans in a daze, and was dragged away by Jiang Mingyu.

The two returned to the bright place under the light again, and Jiang Mingyu said, "Don't eat."

An Le was confused, Jiang Mingyu turned her head and pointed to the place where the peddler was just now, An Le turned her head and looked over, there was only a shadow left, and there were no stalls and hawkers there.

No matter how fast he ran, it was impossible to disappear in an instant. An Le looked down at the soybeans in his hand, and then at Jiang Mingyu. Now he understood, and stuttered again: "No, it's not a person?"

Jiang Mingyu nodded.

He was talking about how the peddler was dressed in an antique style, and he thought it was to attract attention.

An Le was holding the beans, and now he didn't know what to do. The beans didn't know what had changed, and it didn't matter if he held them or didn't hold them.He said to Jiang Mingyu with a mournful face, "Boss, why didn't you remind me at the beginning."

Jiang Mingyu said indifferently: "It's not something harmful. I eat the most diarrhea, and you are very happy." He took a look at Anle and said, "Aren't you going to be a flower lover? Just to please."

An Le wanted to cry, but the boss was teasing him.

In the end, those beans were taken away by Jiang Mingyu and thrown away. An Le was in a complicated mood, the soybeans were really fragrant...

Fortunately, they found a modern bean shop with a signboard in gold letters on a black background, with the words "Zhuangyuan Bean" written on it, which was much more impressive than the ghost stall just now.

There are many kinds of beans in the store, not only soybeans, but also broad beans, peanuts, fried or boiled. Anle bought a few bags and took them home, ready to take them home to eat.

Holding Zhendouzi in his arms, An Le was still thinking: "Why are there ghosts in a place with so many people?" The ghosts still miss him even when doing business.

Jiang Mingyu said: "Although the gate of ghosts only opens in July, the yin energy is already stronger than usual. The ghosts wandering in the yang world gather together at this time, waiting for the gate of ghosts to open."

People also want to go to the underworld to have a look, okay? Set up a stall in advance to earn some travel expenses.

An Le thought of the peddler selling beans to collect money, fearing that he was going to collect Ming coins, his face turned pale, and he asked: "Why is it so like an ordinary person, and can talk." He remembered that the ghost in the car accident last time could not speak, and looked It's also scary, otherwise there wouldn't be so many misunderstandings.

Jiang Mingyu said: "This kind of ghost escaped from the errand for some reason. It is different from ordinary ghosts that enter the underworld after death. They have been wandering in the world for a long time, and they are a bit like spirits. Sometimes they will live in the crowd. Ordinary people are very Hard to tell."

But they are not very harmful, they are not evil spirits, so most of the time, regardless of the underworld or the underworld, they just turn a blind eye and close their eyes, and don't bother to care about them.

This reminded An Le of the unlucky mother-in-law he met a long time ago, and it was probably this kind of ghost.

With such an episode, and the time is almost up, the two of them had a great time, but they would be sleepy due to physical problems. Jiang Mingyu said to An Le, "Go home and come out another day."

An Le nodded.

The two walked back along the river bank to the parking place.

The Qinhuai River at night is so beautiful, the lights along the banks are like gold powder from the Six Dynasties, projected on the river water, sparkling and sparkling.

In ancient times, singers sang on the carved boats, and their singing voice was overwhelming, attracting young men and literati who came to play. Good wine, beautiful women and beautiful scenery have always been inseparable, forming a special scenery on the river.

Even if the scenery along the coast changes, the river flowing in the Qinhuai River will not change. It records everything that happens here all the time, and it has never stopped since ancient times.

An Le and Jiang Mingyu walked together, and found a trace of antiquity in the modern lighting. He was really happy today, and it was really great to come out to play with the boss.

Today will definitely become his precious memory, An Le thought so.

It was getting late, and there were still so many people here. An Le was walking with Douzi in his arms, when someone bumped into his shoulder unexpectedly.

"Be careful." An Le complained while picking up the food she bought.

Jiang Mingyu walked behind him.

That bag of beans is also miraculous, as soon as it flew to the river, is the force so powerful?An Le ran over and saw a large cruise ship parked on the bank of the river. The carved railings and painted buildings were very gorgeous. I don't know how much the ticket costs, it should not be cheap.

An Le thought so, and the beans landed on the shore in front of the cruise ship. He just bent down to pick them up, when he heard a burst of music from above his head, and someone laughed and said, "Hey, isn't this Tanhualang? He's here to play." , come in, come in!"

An Le was still wondering who was making fun of him, and then he smelled a strong smell of powder, and then he was pulled up from the shore and directly pulled into the big boat.

Jiang Mingyu, who was following An Le, watched him pass by. She was fine, but when she was picking up something, she fell headfirst and fell straight by the river.

Jiang Mingyu stepped forward a few steps, hugged An Le from the river, and found that his eyes were closed and he passed out.

Jiang Mingyu sniffed his breath, it was very clear and shallow, almost like a gossamer.

What Jiang Mingyu was worried about for so many days finally happened, and it happened under his nose.

At this time, among the three souls of An Le, the soul of life has left the body, and his body is weak. If he does not retrieve his soul, he will probably continue to sleep like this.

Jiang Mingyu looked at the river in front of him. The river was flowing quietly under the light. There was nothing on the river, it was empty.

Jiang Mingyu hugged An Le's body, and lowered her face. ...,,