The group went to the shop that Xiao Yaxue discovered and ordered a table full of dishes to simmer.

There are meat and vegetables, and it also comes with desserts to deteriorate fruits to drive away greasiness.

"Father-in-law, uncle, do you two want to drink some wine to cheer up?" Luo Fengtang asked.

Yang Huazhong waved his hand: "I won't drink anymore, so many dishes, we are all focused on eating."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Tang Yizi, just follow my father and uncle. When we arrive in the capital, we have the opportunity to drink."

Luo Fengtang nodded: "Okay!"

Everyone gathered around a big table and started cooking happily, eating one by one.

After finishing the meal, Yang Huazhong and Luo Blacksmith wanted to go back to the inn to rest.

The man also wanted Yang Ruoqing to go back. After all, he was pregnant for more than five months, and the man was worried.

But when the man heard Yang Ruoqing and Xiao Yaxue constantly discussing and going to the night market to visit the night market, the man couldn't bear to disappoint Yang Ruoqing.

So, everyone went to the night market together.

Yang Ruoqing and Xiao Yaxue walked hand in hand, watching while walking, and from time to time gathered together to discuss a few words.

The two of them were filled with joy and excitement. After all, it was a woman's nature to like shopping.

Luo Fengtang and Na Risong walked beside the two women, one left and one right.

Especially Luo Fengtang, one arm always maintains a lifting posture, like a city defense, afraid that pedestrians who escort their shoulders would touch Yang Ruoqing and her belly.

Yang Huazhong and Luo Fengtang followed closely behind. Although the two men looked at the lively scenes on the road from time to time, they focused more on Yang Ruoqing.

In this way, I escorted all the way to a pavilion in front of me.

"The stall in front seems to have a ring? Is there so many people around me, let's go and take a look!"

Yang Ruoqing patted Xiao Yaxue's arm and quickly rushed over there.

This piece is full of street stalls with rings, rows of rows on the ground, filled with all kinds of things.

She came straight to the carpet with the most crowded and shouting the most.

Large, with antique vases and jade Buddha statues.

The little one has silk flowers and hairpins that women like.

Dolls that children like, clay figures...

There are snuff bottles from the Western Regions, and there are also whole packs of specialty snacks from the East.

In short, there are all tempting things within the sight, dazzling and dazzling, and I wish I could take them home in one breath.

"Don't miss it if you pass by."

"Ten cents are seven rings, as long as you have the ability, take them all home!"

"Come on, come on, come on, all of them are trapped, try your luck!"

"You can't go to a brothel, you can't go to a restaurant even if you can't go to a ten cent."

"Ten cents, seven rings, you can choose whatever you want, you can set it up, you can try it out and play..."

At this moment of looking, the loud shouts of the carpet vendor rang in his ears.

"This hawker's shouting is quite interesting. It's different from not joining other hawkers. No wonder he is the most popular in front of the street stall!"

Xiao Yaxue also approached Yang Ruoqing and said with a smile.

Yang Ruoqing nodded and couldn't help but look up at the vendor.

A very young man was wearing 70% new clothes.

Looking at the face and the fingers holding a large string of bamboo rings, it was obvious that they had never done much strength to live.

He was shouting there vigorously and encouraged the pedestrians to tie the collar next to him.

That tongue was really a lotus flower. At the moment when Yang Ruoqing looked at him, two people could not stand the temptation and paid for the bamboo ring to open the trap.

The rings in the person in front were thrown out one by one, but every time they were a slight difference from what they liked.

Yang Ruoqing's interest lies not in the man's weak technique.

It’s not that person’s fault, the key is the problem with this bamboo ring. It’s too difficult for ordinary people to trap things.

The little vendor attracted Yang Ruoqing's attention.

“Huh?”

She was secretly surprised, and a deeper suspicion flashed through her eyes.

"What's wrong with Qing'er?"

Xiao Yaxue asked, and also looked at the vendor: "You are staring at a strange man like this. When your family Fengtang is watching, you will smash the stall!"

Yang Ruoqing shook her head and ignored Xiao Yaxue's jokes.

"Yaxue, stay here and watch first, I'll be back soon."

After saying this, she quickly pulled Luo Fengtang out of the crowd.

"What's wrong with Qing'er? Why don't you get trapped?" Luo Fengtang asked.

Yang Ruoqing took her eyes off the vendor in the crowd and said to Luo Fengtang: "Look at the vendor, do you think there is something familiar?"

Luo Fengtang was stunned for a moment, and then turned his gaze to him.

Then, his brow frowned slightly.

"How is it?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Luo Fengtang said: "After you said this, I really feel like I have seen this person somewhere!"

"On the scroll that Yunniang gave us!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Luo Fengtang slapped his head: "That's right, it's that scroll."

Yang Ruoqing narrowed her eyes and a cold light flashed through her eyes.

"This small vendor owner was the one who was bought by Qunfang Pavilion and came to cheat Yunniang about money and sex."

"The young master Fang who has finished playing with Yunniang and wants to resell Yunniang!" She exclaimed the details of the small vendor owner in one breath.

This is a scumbag, a liar.

He is a ruthless and ruthless person.

Poor Yunniang, the red card of Xiangyu Tower in the capital, the number one courtesan brothel, and countless high-ranking officials fell under his pomegranate skirt.

But for this young master Fang, she gave everything and became a good person.

In the end, the entrusted person almost killed his life.

If she hadn't rescued her at that time, Yunniang would have died long ago.

The sister Hua and the others in Xiangyulou, Beijing, were sent to prison, and they were inseparable from this surname Fang.

"This guy is just a scumbag, a murderer!" Yang Ruoqing continued.

"I won't let him be so happy!" she said.

Luo Fengtang was a little confused: "This man surnamed Fang received the money from Ziyan from Qunfang Pavilion at the beginning."

"Later, I cheated money from Yunniang. It's only been a few months now, so why did it reach the stage of setting up a street stall?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing sneered: "This person is lazy and must have squandered money with the money he cheated, so he became so despairing."

"Is there still the capital to set up a street stall? Humph, this is too cheap, right?" she said.

"I'll catch him and beat him up. Qing'er, what do you think?" Luo Fengtang asked.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes flashed, and a cunning curve appeared on the corner of her lips.

"It is definitely necessary to catch him and beat him up," she said. "But before that, I have to play with him!"

"How are you having fun?" Luo Fengtang asked, and every time he saw Qing'er showing such an expression.

He had a bad premonition, and his intuition told him that the Fang surnamed would suffer a great disaster this time.

Over there, Xiao Yaxue's irritable shouting came.

"What's the situation? I lost five and didn't get one. I'm really a ghost!"

She was stomping her feet and grabbing her hair, looking like she was about to collapse.

Then he stuffed the few rings left in his hand into Narisong's hand.

"You'll take care of me!"

That Risong then set up his formation and began to throw the rings...

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang looked at each other, and they returned to the crowd with a tacit understanding.
Chapter completed!