Gu Xin flashed a pair of big eyes and slowly swept Zhang Tingmu. Zhang Tingmu could only ask unnaturally, "Shopkeeper, is the steamed pork in your kitchen? How fat is the stuffing?" The owner of the shop still smiled and introduced: "That's right, this pork is also the characteristic of our store. There are pork and beef - the pork filling is a little fatter, only three cents per one; the beef does not contain fat, but it is also more expensive, and it costs five cents per one."

Taking advantage of the time he was talking to the shop owner, Zhang Tingmu had already identified all his belongings: 34 cents of money. At this time, Gu Xin held his chin with his left hand and looked at Zhang Tingmu with big watery eyes. Zhang Tingmu could only avoid Gu Xin's gaze and said a little embarrassedly: "Shopkeeper, let's give us six roasted wheat first, and we need beef stuffing..."

The shop owner said OK, and then plunged into the kitchen. Gu Xin saw that there was roasted wheat, and his almond eyes were all smiling like crescent moons. Seeing that Gu Xin was so happy, Zhang Tingmu couldn't raise his head in shame, so he could only curse himself: "Every time he went out, I didn't know how to bring money! He either asked for it for his uncles or junior brother Hua Ge. He was stunned now! It was impossible to show his attentiveness to Miss Gu Xin!"

After a while, the shop owner put six steaming steamed malt in the middle of the table, then looked at Zhang Tingmu and asked, "Young master, can you serve food and drink?" Zhang Tingmu squeezed out a smile and shook his head: "No, don't worry... We are not anxious..." The shop owner looked at Gu Xin, and nodded meaningfully at Zhang Tingmu: "Young master, I know! You want to have more with this lady... Ah, it's okay, the villain has been waiting in the store. Just call me whatever you want." After that, the shop owner was busy calling other customers.

Gu Xin picked up a roasted wheat, and then said to Zhang Tingmu, "What are you doing when you are standing there? Let's eat together." Zhang Tingmu shook his head and said, "I...I... don't like to eat meat..." Gu Xin's face turned red when he heard Zhang Tingmu say this, and then lowered his head to stop looking at Zhang Tingmu. Zhang Tingmu looked at Gu Xin and the roasted wheat on her chopsticks, and couldn't help but swallow a saliva.

Gu Xin lowered his head and finished the first roasted wheat. Suddenly, he heard Zhang Tingmu's stomach purr. Gu Xin raised his head and looked at Zhang Tingmu with a strange look on his face. Zhang Tingmu hurriedly covered his mouth with the back of his hand and coughed: "Miss Gu Xin, you, use it slowly." Gu Xin slowly frowned and said, "Do you really not eat meat? People who practice martial arts don't eat meat?" Zhang Tingmu nodded blankly. Gu Xin lowered his eyes and looked at the roasted wheat on the plate, then put the chopsticks in his hand on the plate, staring at Zhang Tingmu with some dissatisfaction.

Zhang Tingmu didn't dare to look at Gu Xin, so he could only turn his head with a flushed face. Gu Xin took a deep breath and savored the deliciousness of the meat filling: "What's going on? If you don't say it, I'll leave immediately." Zhang Tingmu hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Don't be angry, actually, actually..." Gu Xin tilted his head slightly, looked at Zhang Tingmu who was hesitating and urged: "What's actually? Say it! You want to be anxious to death!"

Zhang Tingmu felt aggrieved and said in an almost inaudible voice: "I... the money I have on is enough to buy these shabby mai..." Gu Xin was stunned for a moment, then smiled and sighed: "It turns out that he is short of money. I thought what's wrong with you... It's okay, we two are half of these buns, and those three are just yours."

Zhang Tingmu shook his head with his eyebrows: "How can that be? If you like it, eat it." Gu Xin chuckled and said, "It's not enough to give me six! Don't make trouble either. Let's try it out for three of us." Zhang Tingmu said seriously: "How can it be? This is what I invited you. Besides, I'm not hungry now." As soon as Zhang Tingmu finished speaking, his stomach screamed again without any effort.

Gu Xin smiled, and then slowly said to Zhang Tingmu word by word: "I hate those self-righteous and domineering men - Mr. Zhang. I really like these little buns very much, so I hope you don't lose my appetite." Zhang Tingmu looked at Gu Xin who was angry and asked tentatively: "Miss Gu Xin, I'm really not stubborn, I just look at you... It seems that I don't know the smell of meat in March?"

Gu Xin's face darkened and said, "What are you talking nonsense? I...I'm just..." At this time, the shop owner walked behind Gu Xin with a plate of steaming bone-decapsulating chickens. Gu Xin sniffed and his throat moved unconsciously. Zhang Tingmu looked at Gu Xin with a greedy face. He wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. He could only say with a tense face: "Miss Gu Xin, this time it was Tingmu's negligence, and he would definitely not... These three shochus will be given a gift to you."

Gu Xin glared at Zhang Tingmu with a fierce look and said in a low voice: "Do you use buns as a gift for a meeting? Forget it, if you don't eat it, the rest is mine." After that, Gu Xin turned aside Zhang Tingmu, and ate all the remaining few roasted wheat. Walking out of the tavern, Zhang Tingmu secretly glanced at Gu Xin who was still unsatisfied, and thought to himself: "Miss Gu likes to eat stuffed stuffed, who should I borrow some money from... Wood? He probably doesn't have much more money than me... Looking for rats? But he doesn't look like a rich man, and he is jealous of money, so it's strange to be able to lend it to me..."

Zhang Tingmu was thinking randomly, and Gu Xin suddenly called Zhang Tingmu. Zhang Tingmu turned around and looked at Gu Xin. Gu Xin moved his lips and whispered: "Young Master Zhang, thank you." Zhang Tingmu was stunned for a moment, and then said unnaturally: "Miss Gu Xin, you said that, you are so ashamed, but just a snack."

Gu Xin sighed with a complicated expression: She was originally the True Lord of Qinglong and the Grand Marshal of the Military and Horses of Heaven. She was one person and more than ten thousand people. Naturally, she had eaten a lot of nectar and jade food. However, the delicacies in the sky were simply chewy wax for Gu Xin. These six shochus were the most delicious things she had ever eaten. Zhang Tingmu saw Gu Xin a little stunned and said a little embarrassedly: "Miss Gu Xin, if you like it, Tingmu will accompany you tonight..."

Gu Xin nodded, glanced at the bandage on Zhang Tingmu's wrist, then took a deep breath and asked, "Is your poison better?" Zhang Tingmu nodded and replied, "Young Master Tang's medicine is very effective and it's not that itchy anymore." As the two were talking, there was a sudden riot on the street. Zhang Tingmu and Gu Xin both looked alertly at a distance, and saw a group of yamen runners shouting something fiercely.

Zhang Tingmu pressed his eyebrows and walked around the group of yamen runners. He saw a leader-like yamen runner shouting at the door of an inn: "Where is that spy? Get out of here!" The inn shopkeeper was an old man with wrinkles on his face. He hurriedly apologized to the yamen runners and said, "Officials, the villain is a duty businessman, how dare you hide spies in the store..." The leader of the yamen runners spat and pushed the old man away: "The spy in Sufeng Pavilion is here to stop, and you dare to say that there is no one! Believe it or not, the uncle has demolished your broken store!"
Chapter completed!