Chapter 567: Hurt and Farewell

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Xiao Han's sudden angry shouts frightened the shop owner, who was so frightened that he cowered and did not dare to speak.

However, Lao Feng knew that Xiao Han was not the kind of person who picked up his chopsticks to eat and then put them down to scold his mother.

Sitting firmly on the bed, Old Feng greeted Xiao Han and said: "Hey, why do you not want to do it even after you say it? There is no shame in telling these things! Besides, Xiao Hou, you are in Hanzhong for a brothel The prostitute blew up a brothel, arrested the madam, and went on a rampage in the city for three days. Who knew that this matter was such a big deal?"

"What???" Xiao Han looked up at Old Feng blankly. At this moment, something seemed to be broken in his body. Was it his moral integrity that would eventually pass away?

"Who passed this on..."

Looking at the blue sky speechlessly, Xiao Han could only shed a few tears.

Why can't he escape the reputation of being greedy for money and lust wherever he goes? It's understandable that he is greedy for money, after all, he just can't see gold! But he had never thought about lust, but he had never done it! Why does this shit basin keep slamming it on his head?

The drunken Old Feng didn't hear Xiao Han's murmur, but found that Xiao Hou in front of him suddenly felt very disappointed...

"Does the Marquis have something to hide? Is there some hidden illness in his body?"

Looking at Xiao Han's lower body with a very strange look, Lao Feng suddenly sighed, picked up Xiao Han's soup cup and handed it over!

"Master Marquis, the sages have said that food and sex are the same! It's not shameful for us men to go out and have a good time and drink every once in a while. It will even be a good story for you, a young and promising person! Come on, what is in this soup is the treasure that the shopkeeper has treasured for many years. Tiger whip! In this Jishui County, I don’t know how many people ask for it but the shopkeeper won’t sell it! It’s only because you are brave enough today that you can eat such a treasure! Take a sip and it will be a great tonic!!!”

"Is this a tiger whip?" Xiao Han, who had finished feeling sad, slowly lowered his head after hearing this, took a look at the soup handed over by Old Feng, "No wonder it's so coquettish, it's like washing the pot with water!"

Old Feng's hair was black, and he stretched out his hand that he had just retracted: "Okay, don't waste it if you don't want to drink it, I'll drink it!"

However, before Lao Feng stretched out his hand, Xiao Han had already put the soup bowl aside: "Go, go, go, you, a bad old man, is it useful to drink this thing? It's a waste of things!"

Having said that, Xiao Han raised his head and drank the full bowl of "pot water" in his hand for fear that Old Feng would come and snatch it away!

Although we are still a glorious junior brother, but as a man, who doesn’t want to make up for it more? Not to mention such a rare thing as tiger whip, I have never seen it in my previous life. It would be a pity if I don’t eat it in this life!

Seeing Xiao Han finish the soup in one gulp, and then smash it into his mouth, Lao Feng and the shop owner on the side were a little bit straight-eyed.

"Ah? Master Hou, don't you need to chew the tiger whip soup?" Old Feng asked carefully.

Xiao Han, who had just put down the bowl and was cursing the taste in his mind, was stunned when he heard this: "Huh? Is the tiger whip soup still chewable?"

"Ahem... No need to chew, no need to chew, as long as you are happy, as long as you are happy..." Old Feng covered his face and coughed, and looked at Xiao Han with an increasingly weird look!

Did you guess it right? What does the Marquis really have...otherwise, how could he be so impatient, as if it was too late to treat a disease?

Chew or not chew, the meal is always finished.

The shop owner and the waiter removed the banquet, burned a pillar of sandalwood for them, and then resigned, leaving the room to the county magistrate and the prince.

It can be said that one of the great joys in life is to have enough food and wine, and then lazily lean on the squat.

Xiao Han and Lao Feng basked in the afternoon sun and chatted casually about the food market and some good omens for the coming year. Slowly, their voices weakened.

After getting up and adding a cup of hot water to Xiao Han and a cup of oil soup for himself, Old Feng blew the hot air from the cup and suddenly raised his head and asked Xiao Han: "Xiao Hou, are you leaving here soon?"

Hearing these words, Xiao Han, who was lying on his side on the couch, trembled unconsciously and nodded after a long time, with a rather bleak look on his face.

yes! This bumper harvest of three-cropping rice means that Datang will have millions of acres of three-cropping rice seeds! It will no longer be as rare and precious as when Ren Qing just got it back.

And Xiao Han has completed the task of cultivating seedlings, and his mission in Hanzhong has completely ended, and it is time to go back!

Xiao Han could guess that the scholar-looking Sinong Temple official this morning must have an official document in his arms asking him to return to Beijing!

This is also the fundamental reason why Xiao Han subconsciously wants to avoid him.

Humans are very strange creatures. The biggest difference between them and birds and beasts is that they have all kinds of strange emotions.

Now Xiao Han feels reluctant to leave the place where he has lived for more than half a year, and also feels afraid of the turbid whirlpool in Chang'an! So much so that when he faced this journey home that he should have been happy about, his first thought was to escape.

"Yeah, I guess it's just the past few days..." Xiao Han replied in a low voice. He also knew that escaping was not a problem. What should come will always come.

When Old Feng heard this, he closed his eyes and nodded slowly, his lips moved, but he didn't say a word.

He could guess that Hanzhong was not a place for people like Xiao Han to stay for a long time! It is even hard to say whether Xiao Han will come to Hanzhong again in the future!

He and Xiao Han have a huge gap in grade, status, and even age: one is old and the other is young!

But here, two people who are so inconsistent get along strangely and happily! It's nothing more than a happy reunion.

Now that Xiao Han is leaving, Lao Feng feels a deep sense of loss in his heart. This is not a deliberate flattery on his part, but the most real feeling in his heart.

Seeing the silent expression on the face of Old Feng across from him, Xiao Han suddenly felt inexplicably irritable. He turned his head and looked at the crowds of people walking outside the window. They were all running for life, and he, wasn't he the same?

But thankfully: Hanzhong, a stable place, gave Xiao Han a perfect period of spiritual rest. However, no matter how beautiful everything is, it will eventually end.

There will be too many shocking events happening in Datang next year! Xiao Han, who has integrated himself into this world, does not know where he should go in this world.

The two of them were silent, and the sadness of parting infected the whole room. Xiao Han found that he was becoming more and more like the ancients. Every time he said goodbye, he was always so reluctant to leave.

"Let's go back. I came here specifically to see you today. I don't know if I will have a chance to see you again in the future..."

Xiao Han's words made Old Feng's nose sore inexplicably. He knew his destiny and wanted to cry at this moment.

After getting up and wiping the corners of his eyes with his sleeve when Xiao Han was not paying attention, Lao Feng called out to the shop owner to come and pay the bill. Xiao Han wanted to rush to pay, but the shop owner refused to accept anyone's money.

"If I treat Xiao Hou to a meal and charge you for it, then I might as well just jump off this building!" These were the exact words of the shop owner who refused to obey!

Xiao Han didn't want to take advantage of these people, so he accidentally dropped a gold leaf. Unexpectedly, he was chased half a street by the shop owner to return it. In desperation, he could only take back the gold leaf and talk to the smiling shop owner. The boss waved goodbye.

However, Xiao Han doesn't have to feel guilty.

In the future, this small tavern will become completely popular in Hanzhong because of Xiao Han's visit! Countless literati and diners came here just to pay homage to the legendary footsteps.

However, the tiger whip soup and the room where Xiao Han once stayed were permanently sealed by the boss, just waiting for Xiao Han to come again one day.

(It’s been more than a year and nearly 1.5 million words. There are too many emotions in it. Your company is really Coca-Cola’s most valuable asset. Thank you all.)