Chapter 64: The Evolution of the Heavens and the Three Changes
It has been more than ten years since he came to the Song Dynasty, and Qin Xiaotian still doesn't know much about the surrounding situation. He didn't study very well when he was in school, and the history was even worse. Besides, this world may not be the real Song Dynasty in history. He doesn't want to go there either.
Take the trouble to understand that as long as you can practice and practice freely, nothing else matters.
Qin Xiaotian has never been so happy and comfortable. Along the way, he visited mountains and rivers, observing the world with the mentality of a bystander.
This dynasty was relatively wealthy, with a large gap between the rich and the poor, and very developed commerce. Of course, it could not be compared with modern society. There were many bandits and robbers, and the government often suppressed bandits, but the main method was to recruit people.
Qin Xiaotian gradually began to understand why there were so many green forest bandits in the world. Ordinary farmers, let alone eating meat, had trouble eating. Some people had lived for decades and never tasted meat. If they became bandits,
, although you can’t eat meat often, at least you can have enough to eat.
Along the way, he encountered countless robberies and robberies. Qin Xiaotian wore shabby coarse clothes and a whistle stick. As long as the bandits did not go too far, he would not resist.
But there are always some blind bandits who don't even spare his rags and trousers. At this time, he can't help but fight, and then rush up the mountain to rob.
For the bandits who wanted his life, he would cut off the legs and feet, but he would only hurt people and not kill anyone. Soon, his reputation spread in the green forest, and he was known as the Little Devil Hand. Once he was provoked, he would specialize in mutilating people's limbs.
Qin Xiaotian originally wanted to find the monkey Zhang Hou in Daming Mansion, but a month later, he found that he was lost. He neither had a map of the Song Dynasty nor was he familiar with the place names.
On this day, I came to a city, and there was a name above the city gate - Fenzhou.
Qin Xiaotian scratched his head and thought: "Damn, where is Fenzhou?"
Fenzhou City is surrounded by a moat and a barbican city.
The ancient city was completely different from the modern one. It was like a completely enclosed tortoise shell. The city gate was heavily defended. The urn city was like a flat bow, protruding outside the city gate. The city stood alone on the earth, and there were few people outside the city.
The house is surrounded by sparse trees and overgrown land.
The center of Fenzhou City is the Drum Tower, and there are four gates outside the city gate. It is a completely defensive pattern. In the era of cold weapons, this was probably the so-called impregnable force. If you hide in the city, it is difficult for ordinary attacks from outside to break through this turtle.
shell.
There are many people coming in and out at the city gate, and there are even more people in Wengcheng. There are also horses, mules, donkeys, camels and other livestock, all waiting to be inspected when entering the city.
Qin Xiaotian blended in with the crowd and slipped in quietly. He was alone and had no luggage in his hands, so the soldiers guarding the city would not notice.
The location of Fenzhou City in modern times belongs to Shanxi Province. There are nine streets and eighteen lanes in the city, stone roads, and restaurants and inns along the streets. It was a relatively large city in the Song Dynasty. Taiyuan Prefecture, close to Hedong Road, was also a border city.
You can reach the border of Xixia Kingdom by going there.
Qin Xiaotian walked along the street. There are many restaurants in Fenzhou City, most of which are two-story wooden structures. He chose the restaurant with the largest family. After hanging out for so long, he knew that restaurants with many people would have better dishes.
special.
At noon, it is the time when there are the most customers.
Qin Xiaotian had just arrived at the door. Before he could enter, a waiter blocked the way and said impatiently: "Go! Go! If you want food, wait outside. When I clear the table...you bring another bowl to serve. This
When there are no leftovers..."
Being treated as a beggar again, Qin Xiaotian felt extremely unhappy. He grabbed the clerk by the collar, raised his hand and threw him out, saying: "Find a seat for me, uncle!"
The boy didn't fall when he landed on the ground, he just staggered a few steps. This was Qin Xiaotian's mercy, and he knew the right measure of his attack.
Just as the waiter was about to scream, an older waiter next to him said: "Hey, young man. What are you doing? How can you push the customer away?"
The waiter said anxiously: "He is...he is a beggar."
The old man said: "Does he have the look of a beggar on his face? Hurry up and lead the guests to their seats. It would be bad if the shopkeeper sees it."
The young man was angry. He rolled his eyes and thought of a damaging move, and said: "There is no room downstairs. Sir, please come upstairs!"
There were three large Eight Immortals tables vacant upstairs, one of which was next to the window facing the street. Qin Xiaotian spotted it at a glance. He sat down and said, "Just serve the good wine and good food, and be quick."
The boy said: "Sir, these three tables have been reserved. Please come here..." The seat he assigned was a corner next to the stairs, with a small table and a small stool.
It was broad daylight and the place was dark.
Qin Xiaotian said angrily: "Don't go! It's just fine here!"
The young man looked down on others and said: "This is the position set by Uncle Zhou of Fenzhou City. If you sit down...be careful not to get beaten!"
Qin Xiaotian couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this. He waved his hands feebly and said: "Good tartar, good wine and good food... Hey, come here." Seeing that the little boy looked unhappy, he couldn't help but want to give you some trouble.
The boy muttered: "What? What are you doing here?" As he spoke, he came to Qin Xiaotian's side. Seeing the guest's fingers curled up, he understood that he was being asked to bend down and asked: "What?"
Qin Xiaotian shouted: "Hey! Hurry up and serve the food!"
thump!
The little boy sat down on the ground, covered one ear and shouted: "Hey, hey, I...can't hear...can't hear!"
The guests upstairs all looked over, and an old man said: "This little guy is deliberately bullying others. I can hear such loud noises even with my bad ears. He actually said he didn't hear it. Isn't this nonsense?"
The boy didn't dare to fight with Qin Xiaotian anymore, so he covered his ears and went downstairs.
The rules of the restaurant are that when a guest comes, he should first serve a pot of hot tea, then place a plate of fruit, and wait for the food to be served. The young waiter hated Qin Xiaotian, and after going downstairs, he was busy serving food and wine to other guests, and soon forgot to go upstairs.
There was another person waiting for food, and twenty minutes passed quickly.
Qin Xiaotian sat there alone, he was not hungry, he was just greedy for wine and wanted to taste Fenzhou wine. His anger gradually rose, and after another ten minutes, an unknown fire rushed straight to his forehead.
The so-called cultivation of the mind is to experience the various aspects of life and not to deliberately suppress one's emotions. The latent cultivation some time ago can improve the cultivation level, but the realm cannot be improved. In the human world, the mentality needs to be adjusted. You should do whatever you want. If Qin Xiaotian
Suppressing anger is not conducive to spiritual practice.
Snap! With one slap, the hardwood Eight Immortals table fell into pieces, followed by an angry shout: "Shopkeeper! Get up here!"
The sound suddenly exploded, and the guests upstairs felt as if they were struck by lightning. They covered their ears and scurried away one by one. When the guests downstairs saw this, they also took advantage of the chaos and ran away. Seven or eight waiters were chattering around and stamping their feet anxiously. They are so busy now,
Not only did I not settle accounts and collect money, I didn't even receive tips. I was busy for a long time in vain.
The shopkeeper was also frightened. The sound was like a thunderbolt, shaking the whole restaurant and scattering dust. He trembled and said: "Upstairs... upstairs... who is it..."
"Serve the food! Serve the wine!"
Ping! Click!
Four table legs suddenly appeared on the floor above the shopkeeper's head. They were slapped by Qin Xiaotian. The Eight Immortals table did not fall apart, but was inserted into the floor. The four table legs penetrated directly through the floor.
The customers upstairs and downstairs dispersed in a hurry. The shopkeeper was anxious, angry and frightened. He led a group of waiters and climbed up the stairs tremblingly carrying kitchen knives and wooden sticks.
When the boy saw Qin Xiaotian, he shouted angrily: "It's you again! You...what do you want to do?"
Qin Xiaotian said calmly: "Serve the food and serve the wine! How long do you want the customers to wait in this bird shop?"
The boy asked anxiously: "You...do you have money to eat?"
Qin Xiaotian smiled slightly, raised his hand and threw out a twelve-weight gold ingot, and said: "Oh, what is this?" He slapped his palm on the table next to him and shouted: "Good wine, good food! Hurry up! Provoke this!"
I will...turn this bird shop of yours over!" After dealing with bandits for too long, it is inevitable that he will sound like a bandit when he speaks.
The shopkeeper soon figured out what was going on. He was so angry that the flesh on his fat face trembled, and he pointed at the young man and cursed him continuously.
When Qin Xiaotian threw an ingot of gold, the boy was stunned. Not only had he offended the guests, but he had also offended the shopkeeper. He would not be able to survive the rest of his life. He couldn't help but burst into tears.
Qin Xiaotian sighed and said: "Okay, I will pay for all the losses. Hurry up... serve the food and wine! Oh, what the hell!"
The shopkeeper kicked him away and cursed: "What are you waiting for? Go, get the best wine and serve the best dishes! Boy, go to my room and get some tea!"
Dishes, wine, and tea were served in a flowing stream, and Qin Xiaotian sat in the middle, with a large table full of wine and food.
The shopkeeper finally took a break after busying himself, when a group of people suddenly came in from outside the door. He suddenly remembered something, and the hand holding the brush couldn't help shaking, and a large piece of the account book was immediately blurred.
He cursed the little boy in his heart, put down the brush, put on a smile on his face, and said: "Mr. Zhou, you are here."
Mr. Zhou is considered the number one figure in Fenzhou City. His surname is Zhou Daluo and his nickname is Lao Yanluo. He is a famous businessman in Fenzhou area. He is secretly a smuggler of Xixia Kingdom and the biggest horse thief at the junction of Fenzhou and Xixia Kingdom.
The leader has a group of heroes with high martial arts skills who specialize in robbing other caravans.
The shopkeeper's face was covered with oil and sweat, and he didn't know how to explain it to Zhou Daluo.
Zhou Daluo said: "Shopkeeper Li, the food needs to be served quickly, the wine... first two cans of Laofen wine, you know the rules, don't add water, haha, Brother Judi, please!"
The shopkeeper was so nervous that he was shaking all over. He was so anxious that he said: "Haha, Mr. Zhou, there are many customers today..."
Zhou Daluo interrupted him: "What? There are so many customers? Why is it so empty when there are so many customers?"
The shopkeeper was all smiles: "Just to entertain Mr. Zhou, the shop asked them to leave early and specially made room for Mr. Zhou in the lobby. The downstairs is spacious and comfortable. Mr. Zhou, sitting downstairs is more comfortable than upstairs."
Zhou Daluo didn't care where he sat, he said: "Okay, let's make arrangements for the following, and be quick!"
The shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief and immediately arranged for all the waiters to clean and arrange the big table downstairs. The kitchen was also very busy. As a result, Qin Xiaotian was completely forgotten again. After the waiters upstairs came downstairs,
It never came up again.
Qin Xiaotian is not particular about food, but he cannot live without wine.
The Laofen wine here was pretty good. There were four bottles of wine on the table, each weighing almost a pound. He drank it very quickly, finishing it in half an hour, and sat back to wait.
Neither the shopkeeper nor the waiters came up, and I had no idea what they were busy with.
"Serve the wine!" There was a loud thunderclap.
Zhou Daluo had just picked up the wine glass when he heard a sudden roar from upstairs. The old man's hands shook in fright, and the wine glass fell on the table with a clatter! His face suddenly turned red.
The shopkeeper's legs went limp and he sat on the ground, wailing in his heart: "Why did I forget about the guy upstairs..." It's pitiful that he even wants to die. (To be continued)