"Master Marquis, it seems that the rain will not stop for a while. The road ahead must be very muddy. Why don't we leave today and rest here?"
The fat cook rushed into the temple with his pots and pans in his arms, looking around for a place to put them, while muttering to Xiao Han.
When Xiao Han heard what the fat cook said, he turned back to look at the drizzle outside. Knowing that the fat cook was right, he could only sigh and said: "Hey, I wanted to rush to the next town and rest, but now it seems
It’s okay if you’re in trouble, just rest here! It rained just after we left home, what kind of luck are we!”
"It's just a little rain. What does luck have to do with it? I think it's raining well. The crops in the fields have been waiting for it for a long time." Xue Pan shook the raindrops from his hair and said with a smile.
Xiao Han raised his hand to block the water droplets thrown at him, curled his lips and said: "The crops in the fields are short of rain, but I am not! I originally planned to go directly to Luoyang and then take a boat to Jiangnan, but now it will be delayed again."
"Do you have the nerve to say it?" Xue Pan rolled his hair and rolled his eyes at Xiao Han: "Everyone in Zhuangzi said it will rain in the next two days, but you don't believe it and insist on leaving."
"I have to leave?" When Xiao Han heard this, his face turned green, and he said anxiously: "Can you blame me? You didn't read the handwritten letter His Majesty gave you? You want me to collect 500,000 yuan a year for him!
Oh my God! Last year our tax revenue was less than one million pounds! If I don’t leave quickly, how can I get money for him?”
"What? Lord Marquis, you...five hundred thousand...thousands!"
Xiao Han became a little anxious and told him all the secret orders that Li Shimin had sent to him! As soon as the figures of five hundred thousand came out, the entire mountain temple suddenly fell silent...
Among the people in front of him, except for Xue Pan, who already knew about this, everyone else, including Lao Qiu, all had toad expressions with eyes wide open and mouths open.
"Master Hou, where did you get so much money?"
After swallowing hard, Xiaodong raised his head and asked Xiao Han.
He originally thought that this time he was going out to enjoy the mountains and rivers. He had no idea that Xiao Han still had a huge debt!
Xiao Han knew that he had made a mistake, and was glared at by these people. He could only wave his hands angrily: "Where to get it? How do I know? I haven't thought about it yet, let's talk about it then!"
"Gah, I haven't thought about it yet???"
When Lao Qiu and the others, who were almost stunned, heard Xiao Han's answer, their vision almost went dark and they almost fainted on the spot!
I have seen big-hearted people, but I have never seen such a big-hearted person!
This is five hundred thousand guan! Not fifty guan!
With so much money, even if you put a single coin in front of someone to pick it up, it would take a year and a half to pick it up, right?
Hey! We can't talk anymore. If we continue to talk, Fat Chef and the others are afraid that they will be driven crazy by the five hundred thousand dollars.
It seems that it is better to do your own work honestly, and leave difficult problems like this to your own prince to think about...
Several people in the temple looked at each other, finally took their minds off the five hundred thousand dollars, and began to work silently.
Only the stupid man still stood there blankly, muttering: "My dear, five hundred thousand yuan! How big of a house can it fit in? How many wives can I marry..."
No one paid attention to the dazed fool, and of course, there was no time to pay attention to him.
Although spring has entered now, the spring cold is severe. It is said that at this time, if you don’t make a fire, you can’t bear it!
Xiaodong, who was responsible for collecting firewood, walked around the temple, resisted the urge to dismantle the offering table, picked up some wet firewood from the back of the temple and carried it back.
Making a fire is the fat cook's special skill.
I don’t know how he ignited the wet firewood, but the flames started to burst out in a short while, and the smoke seemed a bit big...
"You fool, you fool! Are you deaf? Go and open the door. You're going to choke to death!"
Xiao Han yelled for the idiot to open the door. He didn't expect that these wet firewood could emit such huge smoke. In just a short while, no one could be seen in the temple at all.
"Ahem, don't worry, Mr. Marquis, I'll put the damp wood aside to dry and wait until it dries before burning it. There will be no smoke by then, ahem..."
The fat cook was so smoked that he shed tears, and explained to Xiao Han tearfully.
"Ahem...you burn first, Xue Pan and I will go to the door to take a breath!"
Realizing that there was no use in opening the door, Xiao Han dropped these words and quickly rushed out with Xue Pan, who was tightly covering his mouth and nose.
When they arrived at the door, they felt fresh air blowing in. The two of them breathed in the moist air like fish that were about to suffocate.
"Ahem, I can't do it anymore, you hold on, I'll withdraw first!"
Following Xiao Han, another person quickly ran out, causing the fat cook in the room to curse him for his lack of loyalty!
Lao Qiu came out next. Xiao Han originally thought that he was also choked, but soon he knew that he had guessed wrong.
Cautiously leaning behind Xiao Han, Lao Qiu's eyes shone brightly: "Master Hou, there are others in the temple!"
"Um?"
When Xiao Han heard this at first, he almost shouted in surprise!
Fortunately, he had seen a lot of strong winds and waves in the past two years, and he was suppressed before the scream came out. At the same time, he also covered Xue Pan's mouth, which gradually opened wide.
"Ahem...who is he?" Xiao Han asked in a low voice while coughing.
Lao Qiu, who was standing behind Xiao Han, calmly turned his head and looked at the mountain statue in the middle of the temple through the thick smoke that had not yet dissipated: "I don't know who he is yet, I just know he is hiding there! And!
This man's breath is very long, and he is definitely a master. If he hadn't coughed due to the heavy cigarette smoke, I wouldn't have discovered him."
"Master?" Xiao Han had calmed down at this time, frowned and thought for a moment: "Could it be that he was just a passerby who hid on purpose when he saw us coming in?"
"No!" Lao Qiu denied in a very firm tone: "Have you forgotten? When we came just now, there was no sign that the temple door had been opened at all, and there were no footprints inside!"
"You mean, this person inside is here for me?!" Xiao Han took a breath and asked with a headache.
Lao Qiu nodded lightly and whispered: "Except for this, I really can't think of why a master would hide and hide so secretly."
"Xiao Han, what should we do?" Upon hearing this, Xue Pan couldn't help but open Xiao Han's hand and asked eagerly.
"What should I do? Cold salad!" Xiao Han retracted his hand silently, squinted his eyes, glanced at Lao Qiu, and nodded lightly.
Seeing this, Lao Qiu nodded, and then quietly returned to the temple.
"Damn fat man! Whoever you said was unloyal, you made the smoke so big, you obviously want to choke us to death!"
"Bah! Ahem... Fuck you, uncle, believe it or not, I won't have food for you tonight..."
"Hey, you said you're fat and you're out of breath! With just a little fire, you still want to make a cooked meal? Why don't you add so much wood and wait to make a coffin?"
