The small alley reveals the century-old cultural heritage of Hangzhou, which is very narrow. There are only dim street lamps in the alley, and moss and weeds growing in the corners can be seen vaguely.
Shen Qinglan made a lot of twists and turns, and finally found that shop, and she was also lucky. Today, the old woman has not closed.
"Old man, do you have any sweet-scented osmanthus cake?" Shen Qinglan asked the white-haired old man softly.
It was really gray-haired, and there was no black hair on the old man's head.
The old woman looked up and saw that she was a pretty girl. She didn't seem to listen to the accent. She said with a smile, "Little girl, I've bought everything done today. Come back tomorrow."
Shen Qinglan had some regrets, "I'm leaving tomorrow, I'm afraid I won't be able to come. I heard an old grandfather say that your sweet-scented osmanthus cake here is the most authentic, so I thought to come over and buy a few pieces to bring to friends to try, it seems that There is no more blessing."
Seeing the loving expression of her old woman, Shen Qinglan remembered her deceased grandmother Shen and couldn't help saying a few words.
Seeing Shen Qinglan turn to leave, the old woman called Shen Qinglan, "Little girl, you wait, there is a little leftover material in my house. If you are not in a hurry, wait for me for half an hour and I will make another pot for you ."
Shen Qinglan's eyes were bright, and his rare emotions were exposed. "Thank you old man."
The old woman smiled and asked her to sit down in the store. Then a younger woman came out with a cup of tea in her hand. "You drink some tea first, my grandma is already doing it."
"Thank you."
The young woman chuckled, "Are you here to travel in Hangzhou?"
Shen Qinglan nodded.
"I guess so, but it's amazing that you can find it here, even many Hangcheng locals don't know it, but many people who have eaten my grandmother's osmanthus cake will not come only once. Waiting for you After eating, you will want to eat again next time." Her voice is very soft, typical Jiangnan woman, the whole person is also gentle, it is easy to think of the words Yanyu Jiangnan.
The young woman chatted with Shen Qinglan, although not much talk, but finally did not make the waiting time boring.
After half an hour, the old lady came out with a few boxes, packed them in a bag and handed them to Shen Qinglan.
"Little girl, this osmanthus cake is not easy to save now, you better eat it in a few days."
Shen Qinglan took it, "Thank you old people."
At checkout, Shen Qinglan deliberately gave one more.
"Girl," came the voice of the young woman behind her. "You go out from here and you come to Changhua Street where you can easily get a taxi."
"Thank you." Shen Qinglan thanked warmly and turned around, walking in the direction the young woman said.
This alley is very long and quiet in the alley, not many people.
But after not long, Shen Qinglan heard a life-saving voice, as if it were a woman's voice, which sounded very young.
Shen Qinglan stepped on her feet and lifted a trace of helplessness between her brows and eyes. Why did she always encounter such a thing? Last time it was Shi Feng. I came across this time to buy an osmanthus cake.
Is she the kind of black physique in legend?
Shen Qinglan did not continue to move forward. She was not a virgin and she had no obligation.The last time Shi Feng was rescued was purely an accident. If it weren't for Shi Feng's fierce, lone wolf-like look at her, Shi Feng would die and she would not take another look.
Several men's whispered voices came from afar, wondering what was happening there.
Shen Qinglan turned his footsteps again, and it seemed that he was going back.
Just after two steps, a few women's screams were heard behind him. Shen Qinglan's beautiful eyes flickered, but he sighed helplessly.
"Release her." Qing Yue's voice remembered in the dark, instantly attracting people's attention.
"Yo, boss, there is another one." A frivolous male voice sounded, and Shen Qinglan looked around and heard a yellow hair, looking at a young age.
The person he called the boss was a red-haired guy, and he was also a young man. There was a man present, with green hair. The whole was like a green-haired turtle. The three people added up properly. Is a traffic light.
At the same time, she also saw the woman who had just screamed. When she saw Shen Qinglan's face through the dim street lamp, her eyes suddenly widened.
"Sister, run quickly, it's dangerous here." Heran was Yan Xi who had a close relationship, her face still hung with tears.
Shen Qinglan did not run. She glanced at Yan Xi and saw that besides her pale face, her clothes were neat.
"It turned out to be known, chick, you come to play with your brother and a few?" Red hair was talking, watching Shen Qinglan's eyes penetrated with lewdness.
After hearing the words, the other two laughed, and Lumao's hand stretched towards Shen Qinglan. When Yan Xi saw it, she was anxious.
"Sister, run quickly and find the police."
Huang Mao held Yan Xi and prevented her from moving. She hadn't succeeded just to tease her. Otherwise, the three big men couldn't get a little girl, but they didn't expect to attract Shen Qinglan as a peerless big man. beauty.
This is really an unexpected surprise.