Volume 1 Cangzhou Wooden House Chapter 7 It's a hot rice ball

Although the city is a small city, the official road outside the city is full of three horses side by side, and most of the surrounding farmers wait on both sides with their own fruits and vegetables in the early morning, a simple tea shed, and people can stay there for a day.

The sky is getting late, and the sunset hanging on the horizon is not as beautiful as before, with the hazy light and scattered snowflakes falling in the sky, it is more solemn and cold.

The wind is up, the farmers who are tired of a day take advantage of this last light to pack up the vegetable basket, there are joys and sorrows, several peasant women from the same village huddle together, watching their men's busy work, but they are chatting from all over the world, today whose young lady brought a southern style hairpin, and which young master looks handsome and wants people to pinch it, Taishou was chased to the street by his famous wife from the mistress's house, the old ladies who grow vegetables and hoe the field will not talk about some national affairs, get together and follow the man to learn the girl in the building to twist the fat buttocks and go back to cook.

People are almost gone, the rest is particularly eye-catching, a strange old farmer, empty good position do not want, the stall is placed in a very inconspicuous place, a felt hat on the head, only when people pass by squint their eyes to take a look, but do not see him take the initiative to go up and shout, fortunately in this season of the green vegetables are precious tight, since someone came up to ask the price, but he is good, ignore it, spoil a basket missed the best time of the good products, one by one wilted in the basket.

A thin donkey under the tall city tower in the south city reluctantly walked out with steps, Xu is so big in addition to being blindfolded and pushing a grinding plate larger than himself all day, for the first time I felt that a person sitting on his body was so uncomfortable, the corners of his pale mouth were foaming, but there was a rope in his mouth to prevent it from being even more uncomfortable.

When the old peasant heard the voice, he reflexively removed his felt hat, glanced at the other party, and fell asleep as if nothing had happened.

"Qigui, why did you pick such a guy and pick it, and how long did it take for this guy to get there. Su Wen moved his buttocks, the donkey's thin back was naturally not as comfortable as the saddle, and the key was that there was a ridge, which was just right on the crack below him.

Qigui led the donkey rope and carried a bag that was almost as high as others, not that he was willing to suffer, but he just glanced at the livestock that would be crushed to death if he added a straw, and he was really a little unbearable, twenty taels of white silver, and he was counting on the best to go to the capital.

"Young master, if it's a horse, then you'll have to be hungry for a month. ”

Since the last time, Qigui has discovered a new way to collide, the young master's understanding of the silver is nothing more than how heavy this play should be on his hand, in the end, he is not optimistic about why people will fight for a stone, and people will die for money, and birds will die for food, Su Wen is more concerned about the latter.

Sure enough, the other party immediately stopped caring, stroked the rough donkey hair under him, and said in a hearty voice: "Four eggs, don't care about the world's eyes, even if you are a donkey, you can run like a horse, hey, hey, what kind of pegs are you." ”

The name that came as soon as he opened his mouth, Qigui was uncomfortable when he heard it, Su Yier, Sanmao, Sidan, Qigui, sure enough, the taste of the young master and the old man is the same, the same tasteless.

The guy in the last tea shed took off the signboard, hummed a little song and cleaned up the tables and chairs, herbal tea in winter is a complete way to survive, fortunately, the proprietress still has a fancy rice ball technique, the people are beautiful and sweet, but it has attracted a lot of male customers who can get drunk after drinking mash.

"Dongzi, pack up your things, it's getting late, we should go back. The cool voice of the proprietress is as sweet as her rice balls, she is in her early thirties, and her appearance and figure are good, especially the eyes that can be bent into a crescent moon even if she is not smiling, no wonder many tea guests have to rest their feet after eating the rice balls.

"Okay, lady boss, you rest, just leave these things to me. "The young man called Dongzi is not very old, fourteen or fifteen years old, but his hands and feet are much sharper than children of the same age.

"Trouble, can you bring me a bowl of rice balls. ”

Hearing the voice, the little man looked up, and met a big white mouth with foam, and before he could see clearly, a tongue with a smell stretched out, and he felt a moist piece of his cheeks, and the little man screamed in surprise and took two or three steps back, only then did he see the person sitting on the donkey, and he breathed a sigh of relief and cleaned up his mood.

"I'm sorry for this guest officer, we've already closed the stall. ”

It was Su Wen who spoke, and he wanted to have the mentality of giving it a try, but it was still too late, and secretly complained that he was reluctant to leave half a glutinous rice dump in his table pocket, and he had to bargain with the original owner of Sidan for half a day.

Just as he was about to turn the donkey back, the proprietress stepped forward and greeted: "Eh, Dongzi, since there are guests coming, how can there be any reason to drive people outside, it just so happens that the fire in the pot has not been withdrawn, you set up the tables and chairs, this son, please come inside." ”

Su Wen's heart was happy to hear this, and he couldn't help but stop his gaze on the other party, until he felt the sound of footsteps gradually approaching behind him, and then hurriedly opened his mouth and said, "Trouble for two bowls." ”

Dongzi is indeed neat, and a table is spread out in three or two, and the master and servant sit down, after all, it is just a shed supported by a few pieces of canvas, not as grand as a restaurant, and when the wind blows, a light sweet smell wafts down the boiler.

"I've heard you say a few times about the dumplings here, but I have to try them now. Su Wen patted his little face, and sighed that if it weren't for the unlucky rich boy, how could he have to take a closer look at this small town that he had stayed in for fifteen years but had never admired carefully.

Some people say that sneezing and thinking, two scolding, three colds, the inner activity of the wicked person suing first is as if there is really a feeling, not far from the city gate building, one after another sneezes came from it, and then there was a bad word that could not be praised, "Could it be that I really think too much, and I still have the heart to sit here and eat rice balls, Diao Min is really Diao Min." ”

The obscure figure slapped his angry palm on the bow and arrow stacks of the city wall, and a terrifying crack under the palm print slowly extended, and he wanted to fly down immediately to bring this pair of heinous masters and servants to justice, but suddenly a slight fluctuation pulled his gaze to a sleeping old peasant in the distance.

"Listening to Childe's accent, he is a local, but he looks very raw, and he has to go out of the city so late, so be careful. The proprietress skillfully rolled the dumplings between the spoons, and at the same time asked Su to be polite, she came out to make a living, and she didn't care about other skills, but she had to make a lot of effort to speak, and she stopped the other party in a few words, and it was only her ability to put the money in the other party's pocket into her own pocket.

"Yes, I rarely go out, but the boss lady, you are born with such a beautiful appearance, how can your man rest assured that you come out to show up. Su Wen rubbed his hands, it was really a little cold this day, but looking at the other party, he didn't know whether he was wearing a few more clothes or his body was already plump and rounded, and he couldn't help but get hot when he didn't know what was going on between men and women.

Hearing this, the proprietress sighed first, and a touch of sadness flashed on her delicate face, "My man was conscripted into the army three years ago, and there has been no news until now. ”

The last sentence is vague, but the meaning is very clear, three years ago Li Zaixiao was recalled to Beijing, and the southern country crossed the Li River, fortunately, even if there was no Li Zaixiao in Cangzhou at that time, there was no more absurd scene of Han Zhishi sitting alone under the city drinking for three days and no one dared to fight, but the water of the Li River was turbid again, and the Northern Wei Dynasty could only be said to be a miserable victory.

Su Wen never thought that that person would be qualified to become the existence of the savior, and that time he believed that Cangzhou without Li Zaixiao could still fight with Nanguo, what would be the result if Li Zaixiao was in the army at that time, although it didn't happen, but there would still be people who thought about the apology that Nanguo later offered and the lame excuse that was unbearable to the ear, and finally accepted, but what did the hundreds of thousands of ghosts who died tragically in the Li River for.

Qigui raised his hand and touched the young master who was in deep thought, and Su Wen, who suddenly woke up, saw the steaming rice balls in front of him, and then he recalled whether he wanted to say something, sorry, I shouldn't mention polite words like you are sad.

But when the words came to his lips, when he came out, he became, "What's your man's name, I might be able to meet him when I go out this time, and if I can, I'll help you bring a message." ”

The dumbfounded Qigui didn't understand why the young master would say such a bastard thing, even if he had never chatted with the girl, he shouldn't open his mouth to be this face that wanted to tease the widow, he really thought that he was His Royal Highness King Qi, this promise is a big world, and he wants to find a person who has never even met him, and in the description of a scholar, it is to fish for rice balls in the sea.

The proprietress was also stunned for a moment, even if the usual tea customers thought about the law and their own sets, they would not say such an inconsequential excuse, but when they saw the seriousness of the young man's face and the unadulterated eyes, he always felt that he was different from those stinky men who were full of lust just staring at their bodies.

"His name is Wang Mingyuan, if you really meet him, just tell him that what I said at the time was angry, in fact, his weak appearance is the man I want to marry. ”

I said the words in my heart to this little guy who only had one side, and the proprietress who had never blushed in the face of the teasing of those men who were full of meat talk in the past, her cheeks were ashamed at the moment.

On the other side, Su Wen, who came to his senses, nodded awkwardly, and the ghost sent a bowl of rice balls into his mouth, and randomly screamed, Qigui didn't want to pay attention to his young master's stupid behavior, but when he put a rice ball in his mouth, he also let out a scream like killing a pig, but it was not hot, but shocked.

The luxurious robe was still bright and dazzling even in the already dim twilight, but the little face supported by the fire fox's fur scarf was colder than the snow on the ground.

"Your Highness, you can make it easy for me to find it!"