"Let's go, since I've left the palace, I heard what you said, I want to taste the folk food and take a look at the scholars who want to apply for medical school." Li Yuan stood up from the pile of bricks and patted the dust on his butt with his hands.

"Mr. Daojun, you are a noble man in the palace. What kind of food should you ask for? Let me continue to make it. The food outside the palace is mostly unclean. Why are you going out to join in the fun?" Wei Ziyang rubbed his hands, a little restless.

He was not a landlord and powerful man, and his family had some wealth, so he gave him a decent name. Finally, he was in trouble and went to Chang'an. He could eat anything delicious. At most, he could have a tooth sacrifice in the restaurants on the street.

Every time I spend money, my heart was bleeding and hesitant. The big guy was as pretentious as a little girl who was in a sedan chair for the first time. Every time after dinner, I licked the bowl as if using dishwashing detergent.

Wei Ziyang felt that it was inevitable that he would be a little embarrassed to go out with the Supreme Emperor...

"Don't say too much, what should Daojun do... I'll tell you... the pig farm... the factory manager?"

This name is really weird. Huaping couldn't help but cover his mouth and laughed a few times. I don't know why the Supreme Emperor wanted to give this name? She looked at Wei Ziyang up and down a few times. Although she had some impression of him in the past, she was also quite vague. She only knew that he was from Weijia Village at the foot of the mountain, and the Supreme Emperor was kind to him.

Since the beginning of spring, after the Emperor of the Supreme Emperor recruited him as the factory director, he has gradually met more and more. He also roughly understood that this is a simple farmer. He knows some words and is a little clever...

But in my heart, I probably look down on you...

She then explained softly: "Daojun is approachable on the mountain and occasionally cooks some novel things in person. Don't be surprised, just take us to the restaurant where we usually eat."

Wei Ziyang nodded, straightened the wrinkles on the short brown body, put down the legs of the pants from the knees, and tied the sheepskin bags on the waist upright. He grinned and said, "Since Daojun has any intention, I won't refuse. Wait for me to ask a few brothers from my fellow villagers to go with me, so as to protect the safety of Daojun and the female Shi..."

The Emperor's Golden Mouth Rule Order, and the Supreme Emperor sealed the painting screen as the second-rank Zhaoyi naturally counted the matter. However, the Supreme Emperor was used to painting screens to serve her around her and put her in the deep palace to be generous. That was not favor, but punishment. (Zhaoyi was a second-rank female official, who had been said to be the third-rank, and had been modified.)

Therefore, it is undoubtedly much more convenient to still use the fifth-grade female history name outside the palace.

The dozens of guards who were ten steps away suddenly felt full of pressure. The East-West City in Chang'an was extremely prosperous. Although they were at the base of the imperial city, they also felt very dangerous, let alone going to the restaurant to eat in a private dress...

......

Soon, a few quarters of an hour later.

In the West City of Chang'an, a bustling crowd of people flocked to a group of big and thick men, about thirty people wearing various clothes, some were middle-aged women walking with their legs crossed, some were pedals with shoulder poles, some were swallow chins and tiger beards, a small tuft of heart-protecting hair on their chests, and a seven-foot maid, with hot steam bulging breasts...

Among these people, there was an old Taoist and a pretty woman in a plain green Taoist robe. In front of her were five or six quite rustic country "buns". She wore dirty clothes and chatted and laughed very happily, but when she looked closely, she felt a layer of dusty sweat on her forehead.

"Su...Captain, are you sure this is to defend me. Shouldn't you dislike someone and want to die in anger? Is it like this that I have never seen disguised as a disguise?" Li Yuan's face twitched a little, and he reached out to pinch the seven-foot maid's chest. It's... he didn't panic when he had just been out of the cage?

Su Meng was wearing Confucian clothes, but she opened her collar, revealing a small tuft of heart-protecting hair. With his big and thick body, he raised his sleeves and had a long scar on his arm, which was a cut by trial cowpox. He grinned and said, "Daojun, although I am not smart, I also know the principle of a boy holding gold. A discerning person can tell at a glance that I am protecting noble people, so I will naturally avoid them wisely. If I have a bad heart... I want to get close to..."

After saying that, he pretended to be an essay and shook the folding fan, which felt quite like Zhang Fei pretending to be Zhuge Kongming...

"Hiss, what Captain Su makes sense, I have no reason to refute." Li Yuan stroked his forehead helplessly, and then said, "But... please, Captain Su, you are far away from me, and you are about to vomit overnight dinner."

A wise man will have a misunderstanding of a thousand thoughts, and a fool will have a perfect result of a thousand thoughts.

Su Meng laughed a few words when he heard this, rubbed his palm-leaf fan's big hands, and his burly body suddenly hit the pedestrian beside him, and forced out nearly one-third of the hollow area within a radius of five steps.

Since the last time the Supreme Emperor was assassinated on Cuihua Mountain, Su Meng was almost punished by Li Shimin and exiled for three thousand miles. Fortunately, he made contributions on the way to the expedition of Luo Yi and made up for his merits before returning to the Supreme Emperor.

After making the first mistake, he and his subordinates now have a hundred scruples to protect the safety of the Supreme Emperor. Today, the Supreme Emperor wanted to visit in a condom, but as the imperial guard captain, he had no right to stop him, so he could only do his best to protect the safety of the Supreme Emperor.

Although such clothing makes them a little embarrassed, it also avoids many unnecessary disputes. As he said, "A person with a discerning eye will not approach you, and only real assassins will choose to approach assassination."

Their defense targets are much smaller and their safety factor is greatly improved!

A moment later, Wei Ziyang stopped in front of a shop called "Qingjia Baozi", walked quickly to Li Yuan, and said, "Daojun, this is the restaurant that Wang Gua and others have been eating these days. The mutton stuffed buns inside are good, and they eat oily mouths, but they are a little expensive, and they cost five cents each. We only have meat every ten days..."

The waiter of Qing family bun shop also noticed this group of people dressed in a strange way early. When he heard Wei Ziyang's words, he didn't understand what Daojun meant, but he looked at his posture, either rich or noble.

The waiter appeared in front of Li Yuan and others with a proper smile, and said, "Call in there first?"

Li Yuan looked at the layout inside the Qing family bun. It was a narrow square with narrow middle and long sides.

Because the Tang Dynasty implemented the separate meal system, and where did the shop have so many tables? You can only nail a large piece of lacquered wooden board to the wall and divide it, and there is a straw mat kneeling underneath.

After cleaning the table with a few people with towels, the waiter asked, "I wonder what the guest wants to order? We have mutton buns here, whether it is leek stuffing or vegetable stuffing... everything is available. If the guest is not satisfied, we also have palace delicacies Roujiamo and old yellow croaker here.
Chapter completed!