The drizzle was drizzling like light fog, covering Tokyo.
The water of the Bian River is gurgling, and the raindrops fall, and after ripples are rippled, it is quickly smoothed out by the flowing water...
The wine shop under Xingguo Temple Bridge is deserted.
However, the sight here is very good. Sitting in the wine shop, you can see the beautiful scenery of peaches and apricots on both sides of the river through the bamboo curtains. When the rain falls, you can see the red peaches and apricots falling to the ground, adding a bit of sad mood to the river embankment.
Guo Jing sat down in the tavern and put on a long gown.
But his appearance and temperament, even his gorgeous clothes, still give people an extremely vulgar feeling.
Ask for a little wine, a pound of fat beef, and a few side dishes.
In the Northern Song Dynasty, killing of cattle was forbidden.
But those dead beefs that die abnormally can be sold.
This also gave many hotels a chance to take advantage of loopholes... I said that this cow died of fatigue, so what do you do to me? In private, many people do the work of slaughtering cattle. Most of the time, the government turns a blind eye. Unless they encounter a very serious official, they may be restrained. However, most of the time, no one cares about it, so the ban becomes like a piece of waste paper.
The wine and food came up and a person walked into the store.
He is not too tall, about 170 years old, with a bronze complexion, a well-known facial features and an ordinary appearance. He is the kind of person who can basically not recognize when he walks into the crowd. Judging from his dress, he looks like a scholar. He wears a blue Dongpo towel on his head and holds a folding fan, and slowly comes to the store.
"Dalang, here."
When Guo Jing saw the man, he hurriedly raised his hand to greet him.
The visitor frowned slightly, but soon returned to normal and showed a bright smile.
"Third brother, let me find it easy."
He spoke with a strong Yanyun accent, quickly stepped forward and sat down at the table.
"Come on, sister-in-law Fang has boiled the wine. Dalang is here at the right time."
Guo Jing greeted the man warmly and even filled him with a cup.
If someone saw him at this moment, he would definitely be very surprised. When did Guo Sanheizi, who has always been arrogant and domineering, become so polite? But the person who came did not refuse and drank it all in one go.
"Good wine!"
"Haha, it's a good wine." Guo Jing smiled with a terrifying smile. "Although it's not as good as the Qionghua Dew, the taste is not bad. Li Sanniang is from Yangzhou and has made a good wine. This Xingguo Temple Bridge is famous."
"Yeah?"
When the person came smiled, the sister-in-law of the turtle happened to pass by. He picked up a bowl of wine and said, "But he still wants to toast his sister-in-law."
The sister-in-law of the Li family was also a cheerful person. She had a glass with that person and went to work hard.
"Dalang, I wonder what Uncle said?"
The visitor sneered, "The third brother did a good deed, but I asked me to eat the first place.
You asked my uncle to help, and they agreed that it was a competition. But you were fine, and they actually made a secret pounce, causing my uncle to save face... Now, when people in Tokyo say that it was my uncle who bullies others and teamed up with you to frame Yu Xiaoyi. Do you still want him to take action? Ha, just don't cause trouble for you."
Guo Jing suddenly panicked.
"Dalang, please give me some good words."
"I think, but you know that I have lived in Yanyun for a long time and have not contacted my uncle for many years. If the situation is not now chaotic, how could I come here? My uncle has already taken good care of me... I really can't help with this matter. Besides, if you want to deal with Xiao Yi, why bother my uncle?"
"Dalang means..."
"My uncle's disciples have obtained the true teachings of 18 people. Just find one of them to take action!"
Guo Jing shook his head repeatedly, "Dalang doesn't know anything.
Yu Xiaoyi is a master of his own skill. Ordinary people may not be able to be his opponent."
"What does it have to do with you if you are right?"
"What does Dalang mean?"
The person who came smiled and reached out to read the short beard under the jaw, "I ask you, this time, are you going to take the lead?"
"Of course not."
"Well, since you are not taking the lead, what do you care about?
If you win the battle, Jiang Shiwu and the others are satisfied, and Yu Xiaoyi will lose his chance; if you lose the battle... Do you think you will give up with your uncle's temperament? If you don't have to say it, you will take action.
Yu Xiaoyi, isn’t he still dead?”
"Come on!"
Guo Jing slapped his thigh and screamed excitedly.
But the actions in the market made the man frown and showed a little unhappy look.
"Brother Third, you have a status and you should pay more attention to your behavior in the future.
Look at you, you are a small asset in Tokyo, but why can’t you take care of others? It’s your vulgar behavior that makes people stop. Don’t blame your brother for saying it bluntly, I’m really considering you.”
Guo Jing's face turned red and nodded repeatedly, "That's right, that's right, I'll be more careful in the future."
"By the way, does the third brother know that the Tokyo Hejia rouge powder is the best?"
"Of course I know."
Guo Jing hurriedly introduced the article, but the man just listened quietly, then stood up and bowed to say goodbye to Guo Jing.
As soon as the person left, a few idle men came over.
"Brother, that bird guy is so arrogant... Isn't he just a scholar, how can he be so rude to his brother?"
The smile on Guo Jing's face gradually disappeared.
Suddenly, he snorted coldly, "If that birdie was not Li Bao's nephew, why would he need to praise him? However, he does have some skills... Just say that the idea just now, who can think of it?
Humph, now let him be arrogant for a while, and when his family solves Xiao Yi, his uncle and nephew will not let go of any of his uncles and nephews."
"Ha, this is the third brother.
But I heard that this bird's wife's wife is a very coquettish person. I wonder if my brother has seen her?"
"I've seen it, but I've seen it, but it's full of charm."
Guo Jing couldn't help but giggle as he was talking, as if the duck was stuck in his throat.
After a while, he suddenly stopped laughing, "I asked someone to tell Jiang Shiwu that although Li Bao couldn't invite him, he could ask his apprentice to come out... By the way, Li Bao's eldest apprentice Lu Zhishi is indeed a good player. It is said that he has received the true teachings of Li Bao. He is so amazing that he is nicknamed Guijiaoba, and it doesn't think it's too bad.
Let them ask the Lü, the surname is to see how Yu Xiaoyi dealt with it.
By the way, don't reveal my name, maybe it will backfire... Do you know what to do?"
"Don't worry, brother, why don't you guys know?"
Guo Jing nodded with satisfaction, picked up a piece of beef and put it in his mouth, and chewed it with a taste.
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The rain has stopped!
Yu Yin rushed home and saw that Yan Nu did not rest, but was busy in and out of the kitchen.
Suddenly I realized that Yan Nu seemed to be much thinner during this period. He could sleep for an hour or two during the day, but Yan Nu seemed to be unable to rest for two hours. If this continues, he will sooner or later become exhausted.
Moreover, this pig killing task is not a day or two.
How could she stand it at least thirty days?
Although Yan Nu always said that she had rested in the afternoon, she thought about it seriously and couldn't take long to rest.
First, she wants to clean up the house.
Secondly, we have to prepare supper for Yu Yin.
For example, the dumplings the day before yesterday may not be ready in a short while.
If this continues, I am afraid that Yan Nu himself may be exhausted if he fails to make 300 knots.
"Sister Jiuer!"
Yuyin stood outside the kitchen door and called out.
Yan Nu was pancakes when he was stunned when he heard Yu Yin's voice. He quickly turned around and showed a surprised expression.
"Why is Brother Xiao Yi coming back at this time?"
"Let's stop killing pigs."
"Um?"
Yu Yin sighed, walked into the kitchen, and whispered: "If you continue like this, you are afraid that your body will be exhausted first before you pay the debt. I have been thinking for the past few days that this is not a solution...
I don’t sleep all night every day, so I can rest at noon.
But you…”
Yan Nu waved his hand quickly, "Brother Xiao Yi, don't worry about me, I'm fine."
"It's okay now, it doesn't mean it's okay in the future... I decided to discuss it with my third brother later and ask him to help slaughter the pig. I remember that Xiaoqi lived in Yongqingfang? I was so annoyed that he worked harder and went to pick up raw meat in the morning. Xiaoqi is also a trustworthy person, and I think there will be no problem.
It’s just that I’m missing some money, but my body is important. If I’m exhausted, it’s not that much money I can afford.”
Yan Nu's eyes turned red, and she wiped the floral cloth around her waist with her hands, and turned around.
"But in this way, I'm afraid I'll be less than usual every day."
"Haha, what if you have always been? Even if you earn two more coins in one day, it is still a lot worse. I feel that if you sell honestly like us, you will still not be able to pay it back then, so you need to think of some ideas.
I was outside just now and saw someone singing.
The fruit of five essays was sold for eight essays...
I just thought, why don’t we also sing? I heard that the young lady who is Zhongwazi is easy to sing and sing, and she sells more than twice as many fruits as others in a day. Can she make money differently?"
I felt that I had come up with a good idea, but Yan Nu smiled.
"Jiebashi is indeed very good at singing, but she sells fruit... Zhongwazi has many pedestrians every day, so business is naturally booming. But we sell raw meat, how should we write this word? And how much do you know about singing in the southern and northern styles? Can it be as attractive as Joeybashi?
Brother Xiao Yi, I really don’t want to.
But your idea is not useful..."
There are many celebrities in Kaifeng Prefecture, Tokyo, which are famous for singing, but have evolved to this day and have become an art form.
The song "Fuzi" by Jobayashi is a good lyric written specifically for her.
But how do you sing when selling raw meat?
Who will write this lyrics? And who will sing?
Let Yan Nu sing?
Yu Yin will never agree.
But if he asked him to sing, he might not attract too many people...
Chapter completed!