After Yu Sheng casually fried some vegetables for them to drink, the four men willingly took out a total of ten yuan.
"Shopkeeper, you are too talented to stay in the town. You should really go to Gusu City to make a living." The man said when he paid.
The man next to him agreed, "Yes, go and kill the majesty of Yi Yazi in Yuyanglou."
Yu Sheng took the money with a smile and said casually: "Why did the man named Yi Yazi offend you?"
"Not only did he offend me, he offended the entire Gusu City." The man was filled with hatred and said, "One of his dishes is worth ten guan."
For the rest of his life, he said, "Shi Guan! Where is he speculating on gold?"
Fu Nan has a strong sense of justice, "With freedom of buying and selling, what is there to hate about ten strings? If this is also a reason to hate people..."
He looked at Yu Sheng, "This jar of wine is always worth money. I have long hated him to death."
"Damn it, you didn't talk about drinking, it's not like I didn't sell it at a low price, why do you hate me?" Yu Sheng said.
Fu Nan's eyes lit up, "How much is the lower price?"
The copper coins in my hand were still warm. If I tried to give away ten coins a jar, four men would have to take them back. Yu Sheng then said: "Two coins."
Fu Nan immediately rolled his eyes.
"It's so damn hard to chat with them." The man cursed secretly and quickly brought the topic back, "It's not Shi Guan who is hated by others."
"He only cooks one dish a day. Only dignitaries can taste it. Others, even if they are rich, cannot taste it. In his words, it is not worthy."
"The meals are also divided into three, six or nine classes, which looks down upon us poor people." Everyone present was poor, and they said indignantly.
I can only wonder for the rest of my life, "He only cooks one dish, what will he eat?"
"This is the most hated thing." The man said.
"He only eats the food cooked by others, and then tries his best to criticize others for their shortcomings. He only stops after criticizing the person who cooks the food."
Yu Sheng raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong with this?"
"This is not a disease. In the words of Yi Yazi, this is a practice."
"Practice?" Yu Sheng wondered whether Yi Yazi was practicing the art of talking.
"You can discover the magical power of your own cooking by finding out the shortcomings of other people's cooking skills."
Hanzi said, "Yi Yazi hopes to become an immortal through cooking and walk a path that no one else has ever walked before, and this is exactly his method of practice."
"This is quite hated by people." Yu Sheng said, "Fortunately I'm not in Gusu City."
The four men thought he was afraid.
Another man said: "Yi Yazi is not that hateful. He always eats people and pays for them. In comparison, a few sarcastic words are nothing."
He then pointed at the man who complained bitterly to Yi Yazi, "His wife used to sell soup at a stall and was scolded, so she hated her so much."
Yu Sheng said: "No, I'm afraid that he will scold me after coming to the inn and ruin his cultivation over the years."
The four men stopped talking. They saw a man who was no less arrogant than Yi Yazi.
The four of them went upstairs to rest, and Yu Sheng put away the dishes and chopsticks. Jian Caoer walked in with a handful of grass in his hand and Qiuqiu in his arms.
"What are you doing gathering grass? Didn't you have enough to eat just now?" Yu Sheng asked casually.
Cao'er looked at Yu Sheng with contempt and said: "Does Shen Nong know if he has tasted the herbs? I picked these herbs to check their medicinal properties."
"Don't be poisoned to death." Yu Sheng said.
Cao'er thought that Yu Sheng cared about him, and was about to speak to reassure him when Yu Sheng said again: "You owe me a lot of money, and you can't pay it back with just one ball."
"If it's a poisonous weed, I'll poison you first." Cao'er punched Yu Sheng and ran towards the backyard.
Yu Sheng put down the rag and said, "Let's go pick cassia berries."
Yu Sheng asked Cao'er to look after the store. The three of them got on the bullock cart, passed through the archway, stepped on the stone bridge, and walked towards the bamboo forest to the west.
The sunshine is not as strong as at noon, the crops and grass are no longer lazy, and the butterflies, insects, and frogs are also active.
Where there is lush green grass on the roadside, there is the sound of "gurgling" water. That is the water brought up by the waterwheel and happily flowing along the canal to the fields.
In the rice fields in the distance, neighbors were irrigating the fields.
Bai Gaoxing sat in the car, "Why don't I see you farming?"
Yu Sheng looked back at him, "Do you think there is too little work?"
Bai Gaoxing lowered his head and stopped talking.
The road in the field is very narrow and can only accommodate an ox cart. The green straw in the field stretches out on the road, tempting the old buffalo.
In the past ten days or so, red lantern-like honeysuckle fruits have covered the branches.
The cherries used to make wine must be unripe, but if they are too raw it will affect the taste, so we have to harvest the fruit several times in the next few days.
There is a figure swinging in the fruit tree, it is an old acquaintance of Yu Sheng.
"Okay, we have to deal with this stinky monkey again." Bai Gaoxing still vividly remembered the tragedy of being beaten last time.
"How about you go up the tree?" Yu Sheng said, raising his head.
The tree is about three stories high, and its main trunk is straight and smooth with no footing. Only monkeys can come and go freely.
Bai Gaoxing shook his head. He picked up a stone and threw it at the monkey wandering in the harvest.
The monkey was startled. When he saw Yu Sheng, he immediately bared his teeth at him and casually dropped the half-eaten ash wood fruit in his hand.
After the fruit is ripe, it is soft and will become sticky and sticky.
Yu Sheng hurriedly hid, "You grandson, I didn't hit you."
Seemingly understanding Yu Sheng's words, the monkey quickly stopped climbing to a higher place, picked another fruit, gnawed on it, and looked at Yu Sheng proudly.
"Okay, this trick doesn't work anymore." The Heavenly Master threw another stone, but it couldn't hit the monkey at all.
"A monkey can't jump out of Buddha's hand." Yu Sheng smiled and took out a slingshot from his arms.
"Let me come, I haven't played with this thing for a long time." Tianshi happily took it and hit the monkey.
Yu Sheng watched the stones hit the tree trunk and bounce back. He raised his legs and ran back. Only Fu Nan was slow to slap him and was hit on the butt.
"Your accuracy is too bad." Fu Nan said, covering his butt.
Yu Sheng laughed wildly and said: "I deserve it, you laughed at me last night."
Bai Gaoxing wanted to try again, but Yu Sheng took it away, "Go away and let me do it."
Yu Sheng has rich experience in fighting monkeys. He aimed at the monkey's butt that was particularly red and hit it with a slingshot.
The power of the marble continued to decrease as it rose. When it hit the monkey's butt, it was no longer serious, but it still angered the monkey.
Suddenly, the ash trees on the tree rained down.
Bai Gaoxing and Yu Sheng had already learned this lesson, and the rich man in Jinyiwei took a slow shot and was hit hard.
Hard fruits are painful when hit, while soft fruits are delicious. Monkeys still have some IQ.
Fu Nan covered his head, "I shouldn't have come with you, really, if I didn't come with you..."
"You won't be able to drink Chenmu wine. It costs ten yuan a jar." Yu Sheng tempted him.
Fu Nan immediately said: "Being hit by a monkey is nothing, even if I have to go through fire and water, I will not hesitate."
Yu Sheng told Bai Gaoxing, "You can't make money by breaking your promises. Remember, let him go if there is danger in the future."
Bai Gaoxing nodded seriously.
The monkey stopped quickly, and Yu Sheng shot another slingshot, and the honeysuckle fell like rain again.
Bai Gaoxing looked at the fallen fruit and said with a smile: "Okay, little Yu'er, you can hit wherever you point. It's pretty accurate."
Yu Sheng said proudly: "Of course, we have worked hard to develop this skill. Why don't you see why the monkey's butt is so red?"
Bai Gaoxing looked at the monkey's butt and retracted his smile.