After lunch at the store, Li Luotang took Xiang'er back to the inn.

Gu Tingxian didn't come back until the evening, and then he told Li Luotang, "Tangtang, I'm going out for a few days. Please help me take care of Xiang'er."

"I will take care of Xiang'er when you go and do your business." Li Luotang avoided suspicion and did not ask.

"It is related to the two princes in the court." Gu Tingxian couldn't explain in detail, so he could only mention this sentence.

Li Luotang frowned, "Then you have to be careful."

"I will, you... wait for me to come back."

Li Luotang smiled, "Don't worry, I won't kidnap your apprentice."

In the evening, Xiang'er looked for an opportunity to tell Gu Ting-hyun about the tavern.

Gu Tingxiao frowned, but said nothing, just instructed, "Master is going out to do business, you can take good care of your Aunt Li."

The next morning, Gu Tingqing left the inn.

After Li Luotang urged Xiang'er to practice the exercises, he took him out for breakfast and went shopping.

The two of them went away this time and found a shop selling oil-splashed noodles, and ate oil-splashed noodles.

Oil-splashing noodles are also called pulling noodles, pulling noodles, stretching noodles...

Mix the dough with water, add salt, alkali and clean oil and knead it evenly, then use a wet cloth, wait until it melts, and pull it into thin strips.

After cooking the handmade noodles, take them into a bowl, place chopped chopped green onion, pepper powder, salt and other ingredients and a thick layer of chili flour on the noodles, and pour hot oil on the seasonings.

The most important thing about oil splashing noodles is oil splashing. When the oil temperature is low, the aroma of the chili noodles cannot be stimulated. When the oil temperature is high, the chili noodles will turn black, affect the taste and are not beautiful.

Also, the amount of oil must be well controlled. It is necessary to ensure that the noodles are oily, but the bottom of the bowl does not contain oil, otherwise the noodles will be too greasy.

Then add an appropriate amount of soy sauce, balsamic vinegar, and then add a sauce, meat, eggs, etc.

A bowl of red and shiny oil noodles were prepared and served on the table. Li Luotang picked up the chopsticks and mixed the noodles with various condiments.

"Aunt Li, this is so good." Xiang'er has been led by Li Luotang into a foodie.

"To be precise, it is flexible." Li Luotang took a bite of noodles, it was fresh, fragrant and spicy.

After eating the noodles, Li Luotang and Xiang'er were hanging out casually on the street.

After arriving, I went to the side of the market. There were many stalls and various things sold.

Li Luotang was determined to find a bargain again. Last time, he didn't buy the pen holder because Dong Peihong interrupted it.

I hope to find a good bargain today.

Li Luotang's luck is very good.

At a small stall, Li Luotang saw a small gourd.

This gourd is in a straight shape, with a slight print on the upper and lower stomachs, and is squared with a square shape on all sides of the stomach.

The mold printing patterns are clear and smooth, the patterns are plump and symmetrical, and the upper and lower combinations are natural and artificial, making the fun vivid.

It is a rare fine gourd.

And she can carry the small one with her, and even if she encounters something that she wants to abandon her horse and escape, she will not lose it.

"Boss, how do you sell this gourd device?" Li Luotang asked.

Before the stall owner could tell the price, there was a noise coming from behind, as if something had happened.

Li Luotang turned around and saw that it was a carriage and somehow rushed towards this side.

The pedestrian vendors were disturbed and avoided them.

However, a seven or eight-year-old child came out from somewhere, as if he was too frightened. He stood on the road, staring blankly at the carriage running towards him.

Li Luotang could not have watched the child buryed under the horse's hooves, put down the gourd, and flew over to save people.

Unfortunately, even though Li Luotang had a wonderful body movement, the distance was too far, and one step late, he heard the child screaming and was hit by a carriage and flew out two or three feet away.

Then he fell heavily to the ground.

You don’t need to go and see, you know how lucky the child is.

Li Luotang was furious when he failed to save the person. Before he could land, he drew his sword and swept across.

The horse's neck was cut off by a sword, and blood sprayed out and fell down suddenly.

This scene was seen by Shen Junyu and Xie Qinghuan, who were sitting in the teahouse next to the road.

"Flying swallows pass through the clouds, Li family girl." Shen Junyu recognized the light skills used by Li Luotang and also confirmed Li Luotang's identity.

The tightly covered carriage also overturned to the ground because of the fall of the horse.

Li Luotang reached out and lifted the curtain, and there was no one inside.

That's right. If there were people, the carriage would have called for help long ago.

But there is no one in the carriage, so what's going on with this carriage?

Li Luotang didn't think much about it, and turned around to see the child's condition.

But the moment she turned around, she heard a scream.

Li Luotang saw that the child who should have been seriously injured even if he was not dead, he got up from the ground.

He slapped the dust on his body with a panic expression, and it seemed nothing serious.

This...rebar and iron bone?

Shen Junyu in the teahouse was also surprised. This child is so young that even if he starts practicing qigong from birth, he will never be able to become an indestructible body of Vajra.

"Child, are you okay?" Li Luotang asked.

The child rubbed his arms, "Thank you brother for saving me, I'm in pain."

"I'll test your injury for you." Li Luotang reached out and touched the child.

The child's bones were not broken, but there were only some scratches.

Such a child with a very good bones is the best martial arts master, but I don’t know whose child is?

Li Luotang is only fourteen or fifteen years old and has no intention of accepting disciples. However, when she saw Xiang'er coming, she had an idea and might have Gu Tingxin willing to accept another disciple.

"Child, what's your name? Where are you living? I'll take you home." Li Luotang said softly.

"Brother, my surname is Zhong and my name is Yue. I came out to find my father." Zhong Yue said.

"Where is your father?" Li Luotang asked.

Zhong Yue pointed in one direction, "My father is selling calligraphy and paintings over there."

Li Luotang followed Zhong Yue to the other side and saw a stall selling calligraphy and paintings in the corner where she sheltered from the wind.

A middle-aged Confucian scholar wearing a square scarf and a white-washed blue cloth dress, sat next to a long and short table.

There are pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, as well as several frames of written characters and drawn paintings.

"Dad." Zhong Yue ran towards the middle-aged Confucian scholar.

Li Luotang narrowed his eyes slightly. It was cold in winter, and pedestrians on the road were all wearing clothes and jackets, but middle-aged Confucian scholars were wearing single clothes and did not show any chills at all.

It can be seen that this middle-aged Confucian scholar is also a martial arts practitioner. As for a martial arts master, why should he dress up as poor and sell calligraphy and paintings here?

There are so many strange people and strange things in the world.

Alas, Gu Tingxian's second apprentice can't accept it.

"Xiang'er, your companion is gone." Li Luotang patted Xiang'er, turned around and left.

The moment she turned around, the middle-aged Confucian scholar looked at him as Zhong Yue pointed.

"Please stay, please stay." The middle-aged Confucian scholar said.

Zhong Yue also ran over, "Brother, my dad said he wanted to thank you."

Li Luotang pondered for a moment, turned around, and the middle-aged Confucian scholar had already come over.

"What advice do you have for senior?" Li Luotang bowed.

"I dare not take the advice, thank you for saving the child." The middle-aged Confucian scholar said.
Chapter completed!