Chapter 478 (1/2)

Chu Yan remembers that the spring rain in previous years would fall at least at the end of February and the beginning of March, and it would be accompanied by rolling spring thunder.

But this year, the spring rain at the end of January, but a full three days, soft, the earth is shrouded in a hazy fog.

The air was cool and fresh.

In the afternoon of this day, Chu Yan, wearing a hat, came to Zhuxi lane.

It's about 120 miles away from the Imperial City, and it's not in the downtown, but deep in the quiet courtyard of the ancient road.

Stepping on the uneven stone road and looking at the moss on both sides of the street with the spring rain, Chu Yan suddenly felt that he had come to a peaceful and illusory world.

The back door of a house in the alley seems to open at any time. A young girl with an oil paper umbrella comes out and smiles gently at you.

”Is this the path my mother used to walk along?”

Chu Yan was breathing the strange air around him, walking slowly in the rain.

Zhuxi lane is not deep. The whole hall is only about 20 feet away. You can see the head at a glance.

Chu qiangdong didn't tell Chu Yan what he was looking for in Zhuxi lane, but Chu Yan was not worried because he believed that someone would take the initiative to tell him.

Soon, Chu Yan finished half of Zhuxi lane.

In the alley near the center, under the eaves, there is a wonton stand.

An old woman with gray hair, who looked very simple, was wrapping wonton at the moment.

In the big pot, boiling water kept rolling, emitting a strong aroma.

Chu Yan went to the wonton stall. The old woman looked up at him and said with a smile, ”young man, would you like a bowl of wonton?”

Chu Yan laughed: ”Granny, where do you see that I am a young man?”

The old woman skillfully poured more than ten wonton into the pot, and her face was full of wrinkles. She said, ”although I am old, my eyes are not bright. How can I not recognize a young man like you?”

”Oh, that's it.” Chu Yan nodded and slowly took off the hat he was wearing. ”I thought you knew I would be here long ago, so you've been waiting.”

Looking at the wax yellow middle-aged man's face under the bamboo hat, the chaotic wife froze, and the expression on her face solidified instantly.

”You see, I'm a young man, aren't you surprised?” Chu Yan smiles.

It's just these days that I'm looking for a chance to teach myself this technique.

Although we can't cheat high-level friars, it's no problem to cheat ordinary friars.

Sure enough, the old woman who cooked wonton took the initiative to show her feet when he tried.

”Yes! I've been waiting here for a long time! Today, Wan Haimen has laid a net. Chu Yan, you are doomed! ” The next moment, the amiable smile on the old woman's face disappeared, replaced by the ferocious face, the voice from her throat, which was also a man's rough voice.

Before the words were heard, this guy suddenly waved his hand. Suddenly, a large pot of steaming wonton soup came to Chu Yan.

Boiling soup, instant in this drizzle in the alley burst open a rolling thick fog.

Chu Yan almost retreated, but there was still a small part of him.

Chu Yan's face changed slightly. He looked down and saw that the wonton soup on his clothes had turned purple.