Chapter 232： Golan Wash

When it's fried, dip it with sugar and take a bite. It's crispy on the outside and smooth on the inside.

Many people who saw it swallowed, and one after another asked the store to give it a copy.

The store cannot help but feel embarrassed.

They don't do this, and it's Xiaolangjun's secret recipe, how can they do it well?

Yun Dai smiled and said: "You all saw it just now. If you like it, just use it. Just don't blame me for being rude when I did it myself."

"No, no, how could it be, Mr. Lang is too kind."

The store husband and wife are grateful for her.

It's not easy to start a small food business these years. Who has some secret recipe, not hiding it. How can you give it away so generously.

Yun Dai really didn't care, holding a few bunches of meatballs in her left hand and fried bananas in her right, and she was very happy to eat.

Zhao Yuanjing has been watching quietly.

"Eating like this makes me so happy. Is there a shortage of food and clothing in the palace?"

"It's not the same." Yun Dai smiled, "When you interact with people outside, you don't have to be wary of anything, and you don't have to worry about making mistakes when you say that sentence. Relaxed, in a good mood, naturally happy to eat."

She gave him a bunch of meatballs: "Try it? Don't always carry it, no one outside knows you."

In terms of fame, among the people, Zhao Yuanjing is really inferior to Jin Lan.

Mainly he doesn't go out of the palace very much.

Zhao Yuanjing didn't want to eat these, but looking at her hand, he still took it.

The two of them wandered around and ate at the same time.

When Zhao Yuanjing turned around, Yun Dai's shadow disappeared.

He suddenly sweated.

Xu Hu hurried over and said in a low voice, "Master, don't worry, the humble post saw Xiaozhu Yun being pulled in there just now."

As soon as he raised his hand, he pointed to a washroom in front of him.

It turned out that they had walked to Wazi Hooklan without knowing it.

The surrounding wine shops and shops are crowded, it is the lively time.

Zhao Yuanjing hurriedly followed up, and she saw Yun Dai, who was led by a young man, and sat down at a table.

"Why are you running around alone?" Zhao Yuanjing frowned and followed, "What's fun here, come out with me."

Yun Dai patted her side and smiled: "He said there is a puppet show here. I haven't watched it. I'll come in and take a look. Second master, you also sit down and take a coffee break."

Zhao Yuanjing sat down when she saw that she was excited and was not willing to be disappointed.

Soon someone brought tea and melon seeds.

Yun Dai smiled and said: "I thought that goulan is all that kind of place, so there are so many fun."

She just asked, there are acrobatics, storytelling, and shadow play. Of course, there are also women playing piano and dancing, which is a great place to kill time.

Zhao Yuanjing's face was expressionless.

He wouldn't say that he has never been here.

He admitted that it was really fun here.

But what does this woman mean by staring at the storyteller on the stage with great interest?

What else does the man have except a mouth with a lotus tongue? She is so ugly, she can laugh at it, haha.

Zhao Yuanjing got impatient and stood up to leave.

"Second Lord, are you leaving?" Yun Dai looked up at him.

She has a small fleshy face with a lovely smile and a radiant face.

Obviously listening is happy.

"Too boring, too noisy. Lord, go for a walk." He walked away.

Although Yun Dai was reluctant to give up, she still left the melon seeds to follow.

Xu Hu hurriedly went to pay the bill.

When he walked to the door, a few people suddenly rushed out of the oblique stabbing, and someone behind them shouted robbery.

They panicked and rushed towards Yundai.

Still holding a knife in his hand.

"Yun Dai! Be careful!" Zhao Yuanjing's pupils shrunk slightly, before he could drive off the robber, he hugged Yun Dai directly, turned around, and protected her in his arms.

Tear.

The knife made a long line on Zhao Yuanjing's arm.