There used to be a scholar in a small town. He fell in love with a girl, but the girl ended up marrying someone else.
The scholar was very sad and could not afford to fall ill.
At this time, an old monk passed by. He took out a mirror from his arms and asked the scholar to look at it.
The scholar saw a woman's body lying on the roadside. Everyone who passed by shook their heads and walked away.
There were only two scholars, one put clothes on her and the other buried the body carefully.
The old monk told the scholar that the female corpse was the girl's previous life. You were the first scholar and her husband was the second scholar.
The kindness of covering her body with a piece of clothing has been repaid, and now she is going to repay the kindness of being buried in peace.
Yu Sheng told the martial arts master the story he was familiar with in his previous life, and finally said: "Do you understand now?"
The martial artist pondered and remained silent for a long time.
Ye Zigao, who was standing aside and pretending to clean the table, turned around and said, "Shopkeeper, this scholar can't be you, right?"
I kicked him away for the rest of my life, "I am a flower of the motherland, and it is not yet the blooming season."
Ye Zi looked him up and down, his skin darkened by sun exposure and smoke, and his messy hair. He shook his head and said, "I think you have declined."
Yu Sheng was angry, "Go and let the cows go!"
Compared with cleaning tables and pouring swill, herding cattle is an easy job. Although Ye Zigao felt that the shopkeeper's tone was wrong, he took Tianshi's warning seriously.
At that moment, Ye Zigao threw away the rag and went to the morning glory happily.
Yu Sheng continued to say to the martial artist: "Fate is like a bridge, connecting two disconnected roads, allowing people with different paths to meet on the bridge."
"Scholars crave for this kind of fate. You have taken advantage of both. Why are you stingy in saying farewell?"
The martial artist finally figured it out. He nodded slowly and looked up at Yu Sheng, "Shopkeeper, I only have one question."
"What?"
"Are you really not the scholar in the story?"
"My young master is just waiting to bloom." Yu Sheng's angry shouts resounded throughout the inn, causing Cao'er to go downstairs in fright, and the dog to come out of nowhere.
Yu Sheng stood up with a straight face, gave the scholar a basin of sand, and led him outside to the shade to communicate with the woman before returning to the backyard.
"What are you doing, tug of war with it?" Yu Sheng looked at Ye Gao.
Ye Zi's face was suppressing redness, and he pulled the cow rope with all his strength to suck milk, but he couldn't pull the buffalo even one step.
"Shopkeeper, this cow is really tough..." He looked back at Yu Sheng and saw the dog wagging its tail at Yu Sheng's feet. He let go and was pulled over by the buffalo.
"Hey, this dog is really ugly." Ye Zigao, lying on the buffalo, panted.
Yu Sheng raised his eyebrows and said, "Half of today's salary will be deducted."
"Why?"
"The first rule of the inn is that you are not allowed to call a dog ugly." The Heavenly Master came out of the wine room carrying a small jar of wine filled with wine. "Anyone who violates this rule will forfeit half of the day's wages."
Ye Zigao looked at Gouzi in surprise, "This dog has such a high status in the inn?"
"Of course, scolding a dog depends on whether the owner is good or not," Bai Gaoxing said.
Ye Zigao thought he was unlucky, so he went back to fetch the buffalo. For the rest of his life, he squatted nearby and watched the excitement. However, after a while, he was attracted by Maomao's "arrogant" donkey braying.
"What are you going to do?" Look at it for the rest of your life.
The donkey lowered his head, tapped the wine jar that he was reluctant to drink from, and then raised one leg.
"Hang it up for you?" Yu Sheng guessed. Maomao raised one foot again and said, "Hack a horseshoe for you?" Yu Sheng guessed again.
Ye Zigao quickly stopped, watching Yu Sheng talking to a donkey, and thought to himself: "The shopkeeper is really hurt by love."
"Poor, sad." Ye Zigao shook his head in the tone of a person who has experienced it, "There is no grass anywhere in the world, why should you fall in love with a flower unrequitedly."
Cao'er happened to be carrying a jar of Qimu wine and holding Qiuqiu as he passed by. Hearing what he muttered, he couldn't help but roll his eyes, "Cao'er, did I provoke you?"
"Uh." The choked Ye Zigao didn't know how to speak for a moment.
When Cao'er passed Yu Sheng, he said again: "Now I know what it means to say that the donkey's lips are not the horse's mouth."
"Uh." Yu Sheng also choked.
After communicating for a long time, Yu Sheng finally understood what the donkey was saying, "Are you saying that if I give you another jar of wine, you will go back to the city lord's mansion to honor your mother?"
The donkey responded by shouting "Ang, Aang" twice.
"Okay, I didn't expect you to be a filial son." Yu Sheng looked the donkey up and down and said, "But we have to agree, you are not allowed to say bad things about me."
The donkey still responded by shouting "Ang, Aang" twice.
Yu Sheng stretched out his finger again and said, "You have to promise me one thing. This jar of wine will be paid in advance as a reward."
The little donkey agreed again, and Yu Sheng then went back to the kitchen to redeem a jar of wine worth 80 points of merit, and helped the little donkey hang the wine jars on both sides.
The little donkey was about to leave when Yu Sheng called out to him again.
He turned back to Ye Zi who stared at him dumbfounded and said, "Go and get the red cloth. We can't let her think that we have treated her son badly."
"Pfft", the donkey sprayed Yu Sheng's saliva on the back of his head.
Yu Sheng turned around and patted it on the head like a conditioned reflex, but quickly stopped, "Damn, for the sake of you going back to visit relatives, I'll spare you for now."
The little donkey was about to leave again, but Yu Sheng stopped it again.
He went back to the lobby, wrote a line on the counter's account book, and clipped it to the donkey's saddle.
He smiled with the most cordial smile: "If you meet the city lord, remember to ask the questions above for me. You will get a big reward when you come back."
The little donkey looked at him disdainfully, turned around and walked out of the backyard, detouring to the front.
When Yu Sheng stood at the door of the inn, it had already disappeared to the east end of the street.
Ye Zigao stood beside him and said in surprise: "This donkey..."
"What's wrong?" Yu Sheng looked back at him.
"It runs so damn fast, much better than my pig." Ye Zigao said.
"By the way, where's your pig?" Yu Sheng looked at him.
Ye Zigao sighed, with a sad look on his face, "How do you think I survived until night and escaped?"
This is a sad story. Yu Sheng patted him on the shoulder and shouted: "Go to work quickly. The cows can't be herded. You're so stupid that I have to do it myself."
Just at this time, the four big men who came from yesterday came downstairs. They said hello to Yu Sheng and looked at Ye Zigao in confusion.
Fortunately, Ye Gao Zhutou was still there and had not faded away. The four of them thought he had already died, so they did not recognize him.
But the man still said: "Shopkeeper, this person is a bit familiar, isn't he?"
"Oh." Yu Sheng saw Ye Zigao's pleading face and said, "I just hired a guy."
The man just asked casually without paying attention, "Shopkeeper, prepare some dry food for us and bring a jar of wine. We will set off after lunch."
"Sure." Yu Sheng nodded.
There was still some time before noon, so Yu Sheng went back to the backyard to fetch the cows.
Seeing the buffalo hurriedly running ahead to lead Yu Sheng, Ye Zigao looked completely different from when he was leading the buffalo. He couldn't help but cursed: "This beast still cares about people?"
"It should be because you are ugly." Yu Sheng said seriously.
"Wait until my bruise subsides, and I'll show you what it means to be a Yushu Linfeng." Ye Zigao followed Yu Sheng unconvinced.
Yu Sheng said: "Go back to work. What are you doing with me? Do you also want to eat grass?"
"No, I'm going to try my luck on the road. If I encounter a corpse lying dead in the wilderness, I'll bury her carefully."