The two of them finally found the house with smoke rising from the mountainside just now. This mountain hut had a unique flavor. It was made of bamboo and wood, which was cool and mosquito-proof.
It's a good idea. Besides, there are a lot of vegetables planted in this small yard, a small bucket for watering, and several blooming peonies. It can be seen that the owner of this house must love life.
"Is there anyone?" Su Yin looked at Chaimen, but no one answered. It was really strange. After waiting for a long time, an old man came out to answer the door. This old man had a stooped figure, but his eyes were exceptionally clear. Where should he be?
Let the great master live in seclusion here.
Qingkong looked at the old man's clean shoes. He really didn't look like a farmer, but rather like a member of a family living here. Also, these eyes, although there was no murderous look, would have been better if he hadn't been just over three years old.
Ten, a master of martial arts, was looking at how full his temples were, making him look like a decrepit old man.
"What's the matter, you two?" the old man asked in a hoarse voice. Su Yin raised her eyebrows and showed a smile. She looked very harmless, but she saw the old man's eyes falling on her sword.
, it seems like I should disguise the sword.
"I wonder if the old man can let us stay for one night, change into some clean clothes, and freshen up?" Su Yin said angrily, and then took out some broken silver from his sleeves, not daring to give a banknote for fear of getting angry.
That would cause too much trouble.
"Um, yes, yes, yes, you two come in! There are not many people in the mountains at this time!" the old man said casually. Su Yin wanted to find out. He just came out of it, he was not familiar with the place, and he didn't know where he was.
Where is it? Let's make some inquiries.
"Old man, we are outsiders and we don't know the name of this mountain!" Su Yin said, and the old man replied very carefully: "This mountain is called Wucheng Mountain because there are two particularly famous winemakers on it.
, one family’s surname is Wu, and the other’s surname is Cheng.”
Su Yin nodded, and then followed the old man in. Looking at the food on the table, he probably hadn't used his chopsticks yet! It was obviously for entertaining guests, but he didn't see a single person, which was strange!
"Old man, we haven't eaten yet. I don't know if it's okay!" Su Yin looked at the table of food, and his stomach couldn't help but murmured. Qing Kong didn't feel anything strange, and followed behind, silent.
"Oh, of course, of course, please use it. I'll serve the rice!" The old man was quite nice. He invited them to sit down together and then went to serve the rice. It seemed that the old man was the only one in his family. So there were so many dishes.
Did you know they were coming?
"It's not poisonous!" Qingkong said softly. Su Yin also realized that there was no poison or other poison. This was strange, but he couldn't say it directly. If not, it would be a loss of face.
If it is prepared for them, then the meaning is worth pondering.
"Come on, come on, eat, eat!" The old man happily handed the rice in his hands to Su Yin and Qing Kong. The two people may have been hungry for a long time, so they were not polite and started eating with big mouthfuls.
"Slow down, slow down, no one is trying to grab it!" The old man laughed out loud as he watched Su Yin gulp down the food, with a kind look on his face.