Cheng Mo soon discovered that the fat and fat man-like bucket was a woman, and the one who carried the lantern in his hand seemed to be a maid, walking on one side with the lantern, while the woman rushed towards him quickly.

"Wuron..." A delicate call sounded in the alley, and Cheng Mo had goose bumps all over the floor.

The woman arrived in the blink of an eye like a gust of wind. Cheng Mo retreated repeatedly and yelled in a low voice: "Who?"

It was so weird. If it weren't for the residential area, he would have suspected that the woman was a ghost or a fox. Otherwise, why would he run to his house in a dark place?

The woman rushed towards him regardless of the situation.

Cheng Mo sideways to avoid it.

The woman fell amid the maid's scream.

"My Goro is still so heartless."

The woman got up from the ground, and under the lantern, a pair of eyes that were squeezed by fat meat, were only a slit left.

Her big cake was covered with fat meat, and the powder on her face was at least three inches thick. She ran so anxiously just now that her muscles were shaking. The powder fell down now, looking shocking. Cheng Mo held it so hard that he did not vomit.

The maid couldn't stand it anymore, so she glared at Cheng Mo and said, "Miss is waiting for you here for an afternoon. Why are you back now? Going to bet again?"

Waiting for him here for an afternoon? Cheng Mo guessed that the woman might have something to do with her body, so he didn't look at her and said in a faint tone: "I don't remember what happened before. Who is your girl?"

At least I reported myself to my family and talk about what it had to do with Cheng Mo in the past. Thoughtful that although I was lucky enough to get this body and be able to continue living, the owner of this body brought him a lot of trouble, Cheng Mo was helpless.

The woman was stunned and could not accept Cheng Mo's memory loss. The maid didn't know what she said in her ear. Her eyes lit up and she said, "Do you really remember nothing?"

"Yes." Cheng Mo turned his face away and did not see her scorching little eyes.

The woman sighed softly and said, "We have a engagement, I am your wife who has not passed away. How can you forget me?"

"What?!" Even though Cheng Mo was calm and experienced countless storms, he was shocked at this time.

The woman just looked at him with resentment, as if he was Chen Shimei's rebirth.

"Don't look at me like this. It's getting late, go back quickly." Cheng Mo fled in the wilderness, and made two steps at once, quickly rushed into the courtyard, closed the wooden door, and his heart was pounding. It was so crooked. How could he have an engagement with such a woman? Cheng Mo touched his face and smiled bitterly.

What he didn't know was that when the woman saw him running away in a panic, she not only wasn't angry, but instead covered her mouth and laughed with the maid.

The next morning, Wu Kong sent someone to send an invitation and invited Cheng Mo to go to Zuixianlou to have a drink in the afternoon. Cheng Mo agreed.

When I left the alley, I turned left and passed three alleys, there was a noodle stall. Cheng Mo drank white porridge every day, and his mouth was very light. In the past, there was no copper plate in his pocket, but yesterday Wu Kong borrowed money. When he went to Zuixianlou with Wu Kong, he exchanged a ten-talent silver note. Now he has copper plate in his hand, so he naturally needs to change his taste.

Many people in front of the noodle stall were holding big bowls and eating sweetly. The one who was holding a man in his thirties saw Cheng Mo standing in front of his stall, and greeted him: "Wulang, come a bowl?"

Cheng Mo nodded. A young man in his early twenties next to him glanced at Cheng Mo with suspicious little eyes and said, "Do you have a copper plate?"

The court stipulated that the people could only use copper coins and silver notes for daily consumption, and only the government could use silver. This was also the reason why Cheng Mo exchanged the silver notes yesterday.

Cheng Mo's chin was raised high, very arrogant, and he couldn't even look at the young man.

The young man felt bored and turned to the stall owner and said, "Uncle, be careful that someone will lose all his butts and have no money to make money."

The stall owner laughed and said, "It's okay, it's just a bowl of noodles? Everyone in the house is concerned about what to do, and wait until Wuro has enough hands before he can repay it."

He also believes that Cheng Mo has no money to pay back the debt.

When the young man talked to the stall owner, the people who were eating noodles around the stall looked at Cheng Mo, with complex eyes, some contempt, some hated, and some pity, and all the same. One person said, "I have a few copper coins here, so I will lend them to Goro."

Cheng Mo twitched the corner of his mouth, grabbed a handful of copper coins from his purse and placed them next to a large pot with white smoke.

These people saw Cheng Mo just had a handful of copper plates, which cost more than a dozen tins of money, and they couldn't help but say "huh". The young man widened his eyes and looked at him in disbelief.

Cheng Mo didn't know how much a bowl of noodle slices was worth, so he was still paying out the money. He saw the stall owner pulling off the dough pieces with big thumbs wide and two inches long. Thin noodles were thrown into water and boiled. Some were just added with lard and chopped green onions, some were added with chicken and duck meat. They smelled quite fragrant, and they must be similar to modern noodles.

As he took out money, more and more people stared at him.

The stall owner didn't expect that Cheng Mo was actually rich and hurriedly said, "Enough is enough."

He just picked up a bowl, wiped his hands on the greasy apron, counted enough copper plates, returned the rest to Cheng Mo, and said, "That's enough."

The young man looked a little bad, and he snorted, "Isn't I going to win the bet last night, right?"

Someone heard the ears and said, "I can't tell, he still has copper plates on his body."

The person who wanted to lend money to Cheng Mo reminded: "Wuron, you can't gamble if you have a few dollars in your hand."

Cheng Mo nodded to the man, turned his head and said coldly to the young man: "Do you care?"

You care where my money comes from!

The young man's face turned red and white. After holding it for a long time, he said, "Even if there is a few money now, I will lose all of it later."

Cheng Mo sneered: "I'm happy, do you have any control?"

Someone laughed softly, and a crisp woman said in a clear voice: "No, he is happy, do you care?"

Then a few people laughed loudly. The young man couldn't hold back his face, glared at Cheng Mo, took the bowl and walked away a few steps, and looked like he was concentrating on eating noodles, without even looking at Cheng Mo.

Cheng Mo naturally ignored such people. At this moment, the stall owner cooked the noodles and brought them over. Cheng Mo imitated the other people, brought the bowl and ate next to him.

The bowl is made of chicken, an egg, and some green plants, like dogwood, which tastes very fragrant.

Years of pampering habits have made Cheng Mo very elegant in eating. He is well-looking and straight as a tree. Standing among the crowd, he is already standing out in the crowd. At this time, eating noodles gracefully is simply a landscape and the focus of everyone's attention.

After eating for a while, I felt a gaze always on my face. I turned my head and saw two or three people separated by a round-faced girl looking at him with a fascination.

I guess she was the one who helped her just now. Cheng Mo smiled at her. The girl lowered her head shyly.

After eating a bowl of noodles, the sun rose high. Cheng Mo walked to the market where the animals were sold and bought a horse for transportation. The horse was very ordinary and not expensive, but there was not much left in fifty taels of silver.

In his previous life, he raised a few horses in a villa in Europe, but he still knew how to ride horses, but he was not as skilled as his colleagues. Cheng Mo thought that in order to adapt to the new environment, he had to practice equestrianism and learn archery next, otherwise he would be exposed.

He rode to the palace. When the guards saw him, they smiled at him with a rare smile and said, "Goro is here."
Chapter completed!