Chapter five hundred and sixty seventh injury parting
Xiao Han's sudden and angry shouts frightened the store owner, who was so frightened that he cowered and did not dare to speak.
However, Lao Feng knew that Xiao Han was not the kind of person who picked up his chopsticks to eat and put them down to scold his mother.
Sitting firmly on the couch, Old Feng greeted Xiao Han and said: "Hey, why do you not want to do it even after you keep saying it? There is no shame in telling these things! Besides, Xiao Hou, you are in Hanzhong for a brothel.
A prostitute demolished a brothel, captured the madam, and ransacked the city for three days. Who knew that this matter was such a big deal?"
"What???" Xiao Han looked up at Old Feng blankly. At this moment, something seemed to be broken in his body. Was it his moral integrity that would eventually pass away?
"Who passed this on..."
Looking up at the sky without words, Xiao Han could only shed a few tears.
Why can't he escape the reputation of being greedy for money and lustful wherever he goes? Being greedy for money is still excusable, after all, he just can't see gold! But he has only thought about lustful things, and he has never done it! Why does this shit basin always keep hitting him?
Button on head?
The drunken Old Feng didn't hear Xiao Han's murmur, but found that Xiao Hou in front of him suddenly felt very disappointed...
"Does the Marquis have something to hide? Is there some hidden illness in his body?"
Looking at Xiao Han's lower body with a very strange look, Lao Feng suddenly sighed, picked up Xiao Han's soup cup and handed it over!
"Master Marquis, the sages have said that food and sex are the same! It's not shameful for us men to go out once in a while to have a good time and drink. It will even be a good story for you, a young and promising person! Come on, what is in this soup is the treasure that the shopkeeper has treasured for many years.
Tiger whip! In this Jishui County, I don’t know how many people [Literature Museum www.wxguan.vip] even asked the shopkeeper to sell it! Today, you are the only one who is proud enough to eat such a treasure! Take a sip and it will be a great tonic!!!
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"Is this a tiger whip?" Xiao Han, who had finished feeling sad, slowly lowered his head after hearing this, took a look at the soup handed over by Old Feng, "No wonder it's so coquettish, it's like washing the pot with water!"
Old Feng's hair was black, and he stretched out his hand that he had just retracted: "Okay, don't waste it if you don't want to drink it, I'll drink it!"
However, before Old Feng stretched out his hand, Xiao Han had already put the soup bowl aside: "Go, go, go, you, a bad old man, is it useful to drink this thing? It's a waste of things!"
Having said that, Xiao Han raised his head and drank the full bowl of "pot water" in his hand, as if he was afraid that Old Feng would come and grab it!
Although we are still a glorious junior brother, but men, who doesn’t want to take more supplements? Not to mention such a rare thing as tiger penis, I have never seen it in my previous life. If I don’t eat it in this life, it will be a pity!
Seeing Xiao Han finish the soup in one gulp and then smashing it into his mouth, Old Feng and the shop owner on the side were a little bit straight-eyed.
"Ah? Master Hou, don't you need to chew the tiger whip soup?" Old Feng asked carefully.
Xiao Han, who had just put down the bowl and was cursing the taste in his mind, was stunned when he heard it: "Ah? Is the tiger whip soup still chewable?"
"Ahem... No need to chew, no need to chew, as long as you are happy, as long as you are happy..." Old Feng covered his face and coughed, looking at Xiao Han with an increasingly weird look!
Did he guess it right? Does Mr. Hou really have something... Otherwise, how could he be so impatient, as if he had no time to treat a disease?
Chew or not chew, the meal is always finished.
The shopkeeper and the waiter removed the banquet, burned a pillar of sandalwood for them, and then resigned, leaving the room to the county magistrate and the prince.
It can be said that one of the great joys in life is to have enough food and wine, and then lazily lean on the squat.
Xiao Han and Lao Feng basked in the afternoon sun and chatted casually about the food market and some good omens for the coming year. Slowly, their voices weakened.
He stood up and gave Xiao Han a cup of hot water and a cup of oil soup for himself. Lao Feng blew on the hot air in the cup and suddenly raised his head and asked Xiao Han: "Xiao Hou, are you leaving here soon?"
After hearing these words, Xiao Han, who was lying on his side on the couch, trembled unnoticed, and then nodded after a long time, with a rather bleak look on his face.
Yes! This bumper harvest of three-crop rice means that Datang will have millions of acres of three-crop rice seed! It will no longer be as rare and precious as Ren Qinggang brought it back.
And Xiao Han has completed the task of cultivating seedlings, and his mission in Hanzhong has completely ended, and it is time to go back!
Xiao Han could guess that the scholar-looking Sinong Temple official this morning must have an official document in his arms asking him to return to Beijing!
This is also the fundamental reason why Xiao Han subconsciously wants to avoid him.
Humans are very strange creatures. The biggest difference between them and birds and beasts is that they have all kinds of strange emotions.
Now, Xiao Han felt both a reluctance to leave the place where he had lived for more than half a year, and a fear of the turbid whirlpool in Chang'an! So that when he faced this supposed joyful journey home, what he thought of was instead
First, escape.
"Yeah, I guess it's just the past few days..." Xiao Han replied in a low voice. He also knew that escaping is not a problem, what should come will always come.
When Old Feng heard this, he closed his eyes and nodded slowly, his lips moved, but he didn't say a word.
He could guess that Hanzhong was not a place for people like Xiao Han to stay for a long time! It was even hard to say whether Xiao Han would come to Hanzhong again in the future!
He and Xiao Han have a huge gap in grade, status, and even age: one is old and the other is young!
But here, two people who are so incompatible with each other get along strangely and happily! This is nothing more than an acquaintance.
Now that Xiao Han is leaving, Lao Feng feels a deep sense of loss in his heart. This is not a deliberate flattery on his part, but the most real feeling in his heart.
Seeing the silent expression on the face of Old Feng across from him, Xiao Han suddenly felt inexplicably irritable. He turned his head and looked at the people walking around outside the window. They were all running for life, and he, wasn't he the same?
But thankfully: Hanzhong, a stable place, gave Xiao Han a perfect period of spiritual rest. However, no matter how beautiful everything is, it will eventually come to an end.
Next year in the Tang Dynasty, too many shocking events will happen! Xiao Han, who has integrated himself into this world, does not know where he should go in this great world.
The two of them were silent, and the sadness of parting infected the whole room. Xiao Han found that he was becoming more and more like the ancients, who always felt so reluctant to say goodbye every time.
"Let's go back. I came here specifically to see you today. I don't know if I will have a chance to see you again in the future..."
Xiao Han's words made Lao Feng's nose sore inexplicably. He knew his destiny and wanted to cry at this moment.
After getting up and wiping the corners of his eyes with his sleeve when Xiao Han was not paying attention, Lao Feng called out to the shop owner to come and pay the bill. Xiao Han wanted to rush to pay, but the shop owner refused to accept anyone's money.
"If I treat Xiao Hou to a meal and charge you for it, then I might as well just let me jump off this building!" These were the original words of the shop owner who refused to obey!
Xiao Han didn't want to take advantage of these people, so he accidentally dropped a gold leaf, but he was chased half a street by the shop owner to return it. In desperation, he could only take back the gold leaf and talk to the smiling shop owner.
The boss waved goodbye.
However, Xiao Han doesn't have to feel guilty.
In the future, this small tavern will become completely popular in Hanzhong because of Xiao Han's visit! Countless literati and diners come here just to pay homage to the legendary footsteps.
However, the tiger whip soup and the room where Xiao Han once stayed were permanently sealed by the boss, just waiting for Xiao Han to come again one day.
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