Nine hundred and thirtieth chapters small rice bucket
Everyone turned around in surprise.
They looked at Hei Niu, wondering why she lent money to Ye Zigao.
Ye Zigao also looked surprised and couldn't believe it: "You, you will lend it to me?"
"Why, don't want to borrow it?" said the black girl.
"Borrow, borrow", Ye Zigao nodded hurriedly.
He glanced at Yu Sheng, walked over to the black girl, and carefully took the money from her hand.
There was no difference. Ye Zigao was even more surprised now. He looked at the black girl, full of doubts.
Others didn't know what the black girl had planned.
After a moment of silence, Yu Sheng clapped his hands and said, "Okay, let's start dinner."
After hearing this, everyone no longer cared about the bad relationship between Ye Zigao and Hei Niu, and walked to the open space next to the inn.
At this time, the sun had just set, and there was still sunset in the sky. In the distant bamboo forest, hundreds of birds were circling, preparing to return to their nests.
The water wheel beside the small river is whirling, and the water buckets pour water into the aqueduct and into the ditch, and the flowing water flows to the farmland in the distance.
The crops in the farmland are growing happily and green, and several villagers are walking back and forth in the fields, letting the river flow into every piece of thirsty land.
The water monkeys followed the turning water wheel and jumped on it to play, making strange noises from time to time and having a great time.
Wei Zai was grilling mutton skewers, and Yu Sheng sat next to his aunt, personally pouring grape juice for her.
The grape juice is chilled with ice cubes and is very delicious.
The rest of them drank wine, for which they received a huge glare from their aunt for the rest of their lives.
Yu Sheng hurriedly peeled off some thin-shelled meat and handed it to her. At the same time, he called to others, "Come on, try my new dish. It's perfect with wine."
This is true, the delicious thin shells require hands to eat and are very time-consuming. Like peanuts, they are the best to drink with.
The only drawback is that Yu Sheng's fried thin shells are so delicious that they make people addicted to it. They can't help but eat stack after stack of it, and even forget to drink wine.
Especially the city lord, who can't drink wine, but can still eat the food to go with the wine. He sucks the tender meat, and soon there is a pile of shells at his feet.
People in the town passed by each other, coming here from time to time to drink a glass of wine and taste some food. Then Yu Sheng gave him a small bowl of thin shells and went back to let his children have a taste. As a result, the large bowl of thin shells quickly ran out of water.
However, Yu Sheng had already prepared for it. He brought out another basin from the back kitchen and let everyone eat enough.
Of course, there are also old and shameless people, such as Li Zheng and fishermen, who shamelessly sit on their seats, eat meat and drink wine.
Uncle Shi also sat with them.
But he was invited by Yu Sheng. After all, Uncle Shi has been helping the inn with tables, chairs, beds and other things these days.
Aunt Ma came over and tasted the shells, praised Yu Sheng's craftsmanship, and waved her hands when Yu Sheng stuffed the shells into her.
"My grandson hasn't come back yet, and I don't know where he went." Aunt Ma was a little anxious.
"Not in the town?" Li Zheng took a sip of oil, holding a mutton skewer in his hand, and raised his head and asked.
"No, I've searched all over the town." Aunt Ma said.
"He was with Baozi, and just now he came to the inn to ask for leftovers from me to give to the beggars." Yu Sheng said, turning back and greeting the man who gave him a few meat skewers and some thin-shelled meat. He was sitting on the steps at this time.
The old beggar gnawing on the fruit.
"I'm sorry," the old beggar said vaguely as he raised his head after taking a mouthful of mutton and thin-shelled meat.
"What, you kicked me?!" Yu Sheng called to Ye Zigao, "Get this guy's meat from me and learn how to kick him."
The old beggar hurriedly waved his hands, fearing that the meat in his bowl would be snatched away, so he hurriedly swallowed the meat but accidentally choked on it.
"Forget it, hiccup..." the old beggar hiccupped and continued, "They ran outside the town with the bucket, and they didn't even..."
He burped again, "You didn't give me any charity at all."
"Outside the town, where?" Aunt Ma asked hurriedly.
The old beggar pointed to the avenue outside the stone bridge, and then patted his chest, hoping to stop the hiccups.
Aunt Ma was a little worried. In the past, children were not allowed to go to the woods south of the town.
Although there are fewer monsters now, there is still a chance.
Aunt Ma wanted to go over and look for him, so Yu Sheng stopped him and asked Bai Xing to go over. However, as soon as he reached the stone bridge, he saw some furry kids coming back carrying buckets.
They walked happily on the road and sang together the songs often sung by storytellers.
But when they came closer and saw Yu Sheng and the others eating outside, they all stopped singing and realized something was wrong.
After Baozi and the others crossed the stone bridge, Yu Sheng asked them: "Where have you been?"
Baozi rolled his eyes and said, "Let's go and play in the woods for a while."
"Bringing leftovers?" Yu Sheng looked at them suspiciously.
"Ha, um, let's give the leftovers to the beggars..." Before Baozi finished speaking, the old beggar stood up and burped to express his objection.
"What else do you have to say now?" Yu Sheng looked at them.
Bao Zi came quickly and quickly added: "But seeing that the old beggar wasn't hungry, we took him to the other side of the woods."
"What about the leftovers?" Li Zheng asked, looking at the empty barrel.
These leftovers are also treasures, and he comes here from time to time to pick them up in the autumn wind. Unexpectedly, today they were all taken away by this kid.
"We serve as sacrifices and put them on the graves of our ancestors." When Baozi didn't know how to answer, the little grandson said it first.
Baozi nodded hurriedly after hearing this, "Yes, yes, especially Uncle Yu's grave, we have a lot of them."
He looked at Yu Sheng, "Brother Sheng is so good at his craftsmanship, and it would be unfilial not to let Uncle Yu taste it, so we will help him and do our best to show our filial piety."
"What a mess, Lao Yu is not in that grave!" Yu Sheng said.
Even if you want to visit the grave, it is too early. Lao Yu probably just arrived in Beiming and hasn't found the entrance to the Land of Chaos yet.
"Ah, aren't you here?" Baozi scratched his head, "Did you really commit suicide?"
"You are a liar, sir." Yu Sheng scolded with a smile.
"Uncle Yu is also my uncle," Baozi said plausibly.
If I continue to argue with him, I feel that I will be pissed to death for the rest of my life.
He looked away and was about to shut up when he accidentally glanced and saw a smiling figure emerging from the bamboo forest where Baozi and the others were playing, looking over here.
"Where is what?!" Yu Sheng said.
Baozi and the others turned around, "Oh no, they saw the little rice pail!" a child said in a panic.
Their children's secret is about to be discovered by adults!
"Little rice bucket?" Yu Sheng and the others looked at each other and stood up.
At this time, Baozi and the others waved, trying to get the little figure to go back.
Unexpectedly, the little figure mistakenly thought that Baozi and the others were calling him, and hurriedly ran towards the town on his short legs.
As we got closer, my aunt was surprised and said, "What kind of monster is this? It looks quite cute."
The appearance of this little thing almost immediately attracted the attention of all women and aroused their love.
Yu Sheng looked at this little rice pail suspiciously, for no other reason than that he looked too much like Totoro.