It's just the full solar term in the middle of May, and there are already some cicadas chirping and frogs in the town. The sun is not very sunny today. In ten days and a half, the farming will be busy. Those farmers who like wine are taking advantage of this.
Since there wasn't much work in the fields at this time, I secretly went to one of the few restaurants in the town to treat myself to the temple of five internal organs, a plate of peanuts and melon seeds, and one or two seasonal vegetables, which my mother-in-law could take care of.
If you have enough money, you can also have some meat and fish, and pair it with two bowls of delicious village brewed clay pots. Hey, this little day is as good as the gods.
It is said that the largest of these wine shops is located on the only relatively spacious street in the town. It is a two-story wooden building with black tiles and large white walls. It is the first-class elegant venue in the town. But
All the high-ranking people in the town like to go to this restaurant to have a meal. The chicken, duck, and fish are indeed cooked better in the hands of the chef Fei Yuan who claims to have learned the craft in a big restaurant in the county town than his own mother.
Lots of flavor and color.
It was just around midnight when an unbuttoned greasy black round-neck narrow-sleeved robe carrying nearly two hundred kilograms of strong meat crossed the bluestone threshold of the restaurant. As usual, it was the second floor stall with a view of the street.
, a plate full of sauced meat, piping hot chicken, some wine and food, a few plates of fruits and vegetables, a small table full to the brim, a pot of roasted knives from the city, a lot of them, worth the money in the town
A whole month's expenses for a small family. Who is Mr. Qian? He has several shops in the town that guarantee harvests despite droughts and floods, and he also collects rent from nearly a hundred acres of paddy fields. Every day he carries a bird cage with more than ten taels of silver in it.
The imitating starling who couldn't buy anything walked around the town. If he had nothing to do, he would go to the shop to see how much money he had brought in. When the sky got dark, he would hum a ditty he learned when he was in the world in his early years:
"The beauty longs for the young man practicing martial arts,
A good man is fascinated by the beautiful scenery of riding a horse,
Look at that handsome knight,
Look at the arrogance of that big swordsman,
Scholars are not the only ones in the world who are good lovers.
There are also thousands of charming young ladies in the world."
Mr. Qian had been in the Jianghu back then, and the Jianghu mentioned in his words was more than ten thousand times larger than the entire town. It was full of stories and scenery that people in the small town had never heard of. It is said that when he was young, he had an encounter with many heroic swordsmen.
Due to fate, there were also several heroines and fairies who yearned for him. However, after Mr. Qian had been hanging around for a few years, something happened to him. The old man Qian, who was waiting for him to come back and inherit the family business, was no longer as strong as he used to be.
Finally, I asked my family friend who often went out to do business in the county to kidnap Mr. Qian back.
However, when Mr. Qian’s family friends saw Mr. Qian, he was in the arena with a few others.
The friends who hung out together were worried about where their next meal would be. Needless to say, all the money they took out was gone. The ranger outfit they bought was also at the pawn shop, and they barely took the knife they depended on for their lives.
In exchange for a few hearty meals, without saying a word, I took him to a restaurant in the city for a feast, bought some new clothes, and then willingly went back to inherit the family business.
Within two years, Mr. Qian passed away and returned to the west. Mr. Qian naturally inherited the family's property and became one of the richest men in the town. Not only did he marry a wife, but he also took a house of concubines, making all the bachelors in the town old and young.
With red eyes, he scolded Qian Er for not marrying one but wanting another one. He really thought that he was an official with a group of girls in his backyard. Naturally, these young and old men with no money and power only dared to greet Master Qin secretly.
A daughter of our ancestors, otherwise the second master Qin, who is skilled in martial arts, hears it. How many times can we withstand such a big fist?
In line with the reasoning of the older generation in the town, those who go out to make a living can have some prospects. Let's see if Mr. Qin comes back to live such a comfortable life. Scholars have another saying, yes, it is called a prodigal son who returns home without paying for the gold.
Mr. Qian was full of wine and food, and drank some old tea for digestion given by the waiter. For a long time, he boasted about his deeds traveling in the world with a few acquaintances in the building. He didn't know whether they were true or false, but he didn't know the truth of these things.
For the townspeople who had never been to the county seat several times, they listened with great interest. Mr. Qian kept spitting until the sun turned west, picked up the birdcage, and said to the audience who were still sucking the taste of it, "Tomorrow."
"See you." Then he said to the old shopkeeper who came out of the cabinet earlier to deliver the goods, "It's on the books." Then he hummed the little song, opened his shirt and walked towards his house at the north end of the town.
Although the rivers and lakes are good, how much rootless grass can be accommodated, but there is no mountain gate to shelter, and there is no backer to protect you, let alone there are several gold and silver mountains nearby, any wave can kill countless people like this
A minor character, you roll your eyes, Mr. Qian is still Mr. Qian, and he is still a top character with a well-known name in the town.
People drift in the rivers and lakes.
How can you always get stabbed?
Hey, at least the second master has seen the scenery of rivers and lakes, and now he understands the dangers of rivers and lakes. Why don't you just live on one-third of an acre of land?
There was another long sigh, God knows where such a burly man with no ink in his belly could come from so many complaints.
After walking for half an hour as usual, Mr. Qian could see the shadow of his house. It was right at the head of the town. As soon as he went out, he was on the mountain road out of the town. The threshing field in front of the house was twenty or thirty feet in diameter.
, there is a large locust tree leaning here and there in the center. The yellow-haired old man in the town used to eat cakes made from the flowers of this locust tree when he was a young man.
catty
Remove some of the locust flowers that have insect holes, wash them with water, mix them with white flour into cakes and put them into the steamer. After steaming, sprinkle some sugar sand that most people are reluctant to part with, and it is the best snack to eat.
Later, for some reason, the old locust tree was struck by lightning, and its four, five, six, and seven petals staggered here and there. Fortunately, it didn't die, and now it has become this lush and leafy state. It's a blessing, otherwise it would have been scattered in pieces.
I bought firewood sticks from each house.
At this time, the green mountains cover the sun, which has already set in the west.
The idle man in town next to the locust tree stood up and patted his buttocks.
Farmers in the fields carry hoes and go home together.
The second master shouted loudly and told the old lady at home to open the door quickly.
There were white locust flowers on the swaying old locust tree, but the breeze was ruthless and the flowers fell all over the ground.
Suddenly there was some movement, rustling sounds, and the neighing of three or five horses. That movement was a hundred times more energetic than the old cattle plowing the fields.
Everyone looked towards the entrance of Zhentou Mountain, and saw a few chariots descending from the sky at Zhentou. Although there was a lot of traffic, a few sharp-eyed idlers could see the embroidered brocade on the window blinds and the shafts of the chariots.
What are the feelings of the horse's divine steed? Officials and wealthy people from the county town have come to our town?
The curtain of the carriage was lifted by the people inside without any effort, and the hearts of the idle farmers in the town were in their throats. This was a big shot from the city. He would not have a reason to brag to relatives and friends later.
....Huh? She is still a girl?
What a fucking beautiful girl?!
I saw the little girl on the left who was too beautiful to say pressed the little hand on the right that looked more supple, lowered her head slightly, knelt down and said "Blessings".
Everyone's eyes were so wide that they fell to the floor.
The woman was not shy, she pursed her lips and lowered her head and laughed softly, which made the old and young men blush and made the aunts in the town feel ashamed and had two dimples on their faces.