The sunshine in the winter morning was almost negligible. Chang Yu and his party got on their horses and headed straight for the big town a few miles away. At this time, what they were thinking about was not the pursuit of soldiers or the big tomb, they just wanted to drink something hot... …mutton soup!
Yes, steamed buns soaked in mutton soup. For Chang Yu at this moment, any delicacy from the mountains and seas cannot compare to this.
"Hurry up, I'll treat you to mutton soup in town." Chang Yu roared, and Old Hui and his party behind him were so excited that even the big rake lying on the raft couldn't help but licked his lips: "Shopkeeper, I Ten nights of drinking!”
"I can't hold you to death" Chang Yu laughed and scolded, and everyone followed suit and asked for ten or eight bowls, and they felt less cold for a while.
A few miles away, we arrived in the blink of an eye. There was indeed a big town ahead. To be precise, it was a market. People were already setting up stalls to make a living. Chang Yu and a group of more than ten riders came straight towards them, causing the people to stop and pay attention, but they couldn't care less. There were so many, so I looked around and saw a shop on the roadside, and shouted, "Does the boss have mutton soup?"
"Master Jun, we only have steamed buns here. Let's go to the front to drink mutton soup." The shop owner quickly pointed the way, and also took two steamed buns and stuffed them into Wang Fuchen's mouth. The guy didn't take them politely and stuffed them into his mouth. Chang Yu caught a glimpse : "Give me a hundred packages and take them to the mutton restaurant."
The owner of the bun shop was beaming with joy: "Okay, military master, please wait." However, the wife beside him frowned and gently tugged on the corner of his clothes. Just as he was about to say something, there was a bang and a piece of broken silver was thrown away. When it was on the table, my daughter-in-law immediately smiled and said, "Master Jun, please wait a moment and send it over right away."
The owner of the mutton soup shop had just opened the door, and suddenly twenty soldiers came in. He was surprised and happy and hurriedly served him. The mutton soup sated his appetite and warmed his body. Everyone had not eaten well for several days, and he couldn't care about that much at this time. Holding the bowl and slurping away, only Qing Yi asked for a bowl of hot water and ate the steamed buns silently.
Chang Yu looked sideways and asked her if the eggs could be eaten?
Qing Yi nodded.
Chang Yu then asked the boss: "Boil a few eggs, oh no, boil a hundred eggs!"
The owner of the mutton soup shook his head: "Ah, I'm sorry, Master Jun, I really don't have anything to say..." Chang Yu took out the money before he finished speaking. The owner of the shop was happy and said: "Wait a moment, I'll buy it now."
"Shopkeeper..." Qing Yi's eyes were a little hot, and Chang Yu sighed: "I respect your vegetarian habit, but human health requires a combination of meat and vegetable nutrition, not to mention that you are growing up and martial arts practitioners should eat more and eat well. of……"
"Shopkeeper, I know how to live without food, so I can go without food or drink for several days..." Qing Yi was interrupted by Chang Yu: "Don't use that thing unless you have to, it will hurt your health."
"No, I feel refreshed every time I go off the grain..."
"Okay, you can do whatever you want, I have to drink the soup." Chang Yu didn't want to get into trouble with her, so he squatted in front of the store with a bowl and chatted with Wang Fuchen and others while drinking: "Ma Yaozi, is this mutton authentic?"
"If you want to drink authentic mutton soup, you have to drink Tan sheep from Guyuan Town, Ningxia Town. The mutton is not smelly and delicious..." While Wang Fuchen was showing off his foodie nature, he saw a few people hurriedly coming not far away and standing nearby to stare. They looked at him and saw that they were no ordinary people.
"What are you looking at?" Kuang Ren was the first to stand up and yell at a person across the street. The person quickly came over with a smile and clasped hands: "Where did you guys come from?"
"Fuck! Do you care? I haven't eaten or slept for two days and one night. Don't bother me!" Wu Mushan snorted coldly and slapped an iron sign on the table. The man took a look and hurriedly He smiled and said, "Brothers, thank you for your hard work. Don't blame me. Don't blame me. Please forgive me for what I did to you!"
"Get out of here!" Wang Fuchen also stood up. Several people under Old Man Hui also cursed and agreed, and those people left quickly.
Needless to say, he is the spy in the town.
"This iron sign is very useful." Wu Mushan couldn't help but snicker when he saw that the man was gone. What's the word on the shopkeeper's name? It turned out that he had picked up the waist sign of the gang of thieves in the ditch. .
Not everyone has this kind of waist card. A group or a team has to be a small boss to have it.
Chang Yu told them that this boy's camp was a direct descendant of Li Zicheng like Laoying's, and most thieves were frightened.
Everyone drank one bowl after another of the delicious lamb soup, ranging from two or three bowls to as many as five or six bowls. One of the boss's sheep was sold out in advance. They grinned happily and gave the eggs they bought to After cooking, Chang Yu did not share it with others. This was dry food specially prepared for Qing Yi.
After eating and drinking, and just as he was about to leave, there were customers in the store. A middle-aged man in his thirties with a weathered face walked in. He turned a blind eye to a group of thieves at the door and said, "Shopkeeper, here's a bowl of soup."
"I'm sorry, sir, it's gone. The military men drank it all!"
Oh, the man frowned upon hearing this and twitched the corner of his mouth: "You rice bucket, eat so much!"
"Hey, who are you talking about?" Wang Fuchen stepped forward and pointed at the man's nose and scolded him. Chang Yu didn't stop him because he thought this man was a bit strange. Ordinary people would stay away from soldiers. After all, he not only refused to avoid but also cursed, could it be...
"I didn't tell you, why are you so excited?" The man snorted and turned around to leave. Only then did everyone see that he was carrying a knife behind him. It was as big as a guillotine! Wang Fuchen reached out and tried to pull him, but the man seemed to have eyes behind him and turned around to avoid him: "What do you think? Although you are a soldier, I don't violate the king's law by not stealing or robbing."
"You..." Wang Fuchen drew his sword and wanted to scare him. Chang Yu came over to stop him, and then asked the man: "Who are you?"
"Guanzhong Swordsman, I won't change my name to Ruan Xiaotian even if I sit down or stand up!" The man looked proud.
Damn you, Jianghu people, Chang Yu cursed in his heart: "It doesn't matter whether you are Xiaotian or Jingtian, those who run around in Jianghu are so quick to kill!"
The man sneered: "Everything is just a matter of principle. If I don't violate the king's law, there will be nothing you can do to me. As for whether my fellow Jianghu people want to kill or cut into pieces, it all depends on their own abilities."
Oh, I'll go, I'm afraid I've met someone weird. It's a miracle that such a person can survive until now. Chang Yu couldn't help but want to laugh: "Are you famous in Guanzhong?"
"It's okay. Both the black and white in Guanzhong will give you some face." The man glanced at Chang Yu and then at Chen Suole and the others around him: "You all have martial arts skills, and you were also a member of the Jianghu community earlier."
Chang Yu nodded: "You seem to have some ability, why don't you join the rebels and discuss important matters together?"
Ruan Xiaotian laughed, with disdain on his face: "Although we are all from the Jianghu community, we are not from the same community."
After saying that, he turned around and drifted away.
"What a short-lived ghost!" Wang Fuchen couldn't help scolding, and Kuang Ren sighed: "You know p, this is a real charlatan, similar to that little Li Feidao Lu Xiaofeng, right? He belongs to the shopkeeper."
Chang Yu hummed.
After drinking the mutton soup, I felt a lot warmer, but I was too sleepy to open my eyes. However, I couldn't sleep at this time, so I could only endure it for the time being. Everyone bought some food on the street and hurried eastward. They had just walked less than two seconds. Li Di met a dozen thieves head-on, but none of them were riding horses.
Moreover, these ten or so people also stole Wang Fuchen's lines, and began to question them before he could preemptively attack the other party who was far away.
Wang Fuchen was very angry. He snatched the iron sign from Wu Mushan and threw it directly: "I have Feng Zhezi, the general under the command of the camp behind Pucheng, but he knows me, but he has a cousin I have never met!"
Those people inexplicably picked up the sign and looked at it. Seeing that they were all so aggressive, they didn't dare to ask any more questions. They respectfully handed the sign back and left. As soon as those people left, Kuang Ren whipped his horse whip over and yelled at Wang Fuchen: "You are seeking death!"
Wang Fuchen was confused: "Boss Kuang...what did I do wrong?"
"It's not enough that you capsized once and almost cost us our lives. Do you want to do it a second time?" Kuang Ren shouted angrily: "Then Feng Zhezi is obviously the leader. Although it is impossible for another cousin to appear, but Who can guarantee that you won’t meet his acquaintances!”
Wang Fuchen suddenly broke into a cold sweat and said to Chang Yu, "Shopkeeper, I deserve to die!"
Chang Yu said calmly: "If you really die, he won't use a whip." Hearing this, Wang Fuchen was frightened and said yes, not to mention Old Man Hui and his group, and his heart began to beat again. What is the background of this young man? Why does he feel less and less like a tomb robber, and it is not said that the big tomb is in the Weishui River. On the other side of the river, but this place is still dozens of miles away from the Weishui River. Why didn't we go south instead of turning around and heading east?
Then the question in his mind was expressed, and Chang Yu said calmly: "The big tomb is at the intersection of Beiluo River and Weishui River."
Old man Hui also traveled south and north. He frowned when he heard this: "Isn't it close to the Yellow River?"
Chang Yu did not deny it and nodded.
"It is said that there is a confrontation between the two armies over there. It can be said that the war is chaotic. Let's go over..." Old man Hui felt that something was wrong more and more. Chang Yu reined in his horse and turned to look at him and said: "If you feel that it is dangerous, you can go back now. I will give you money." I won’t ask for it to come back, so I’ll just treat it as payment for your hard work in accompanying us on this journey.”
Uh... Old Man Hui became even more confused when he heard this. He whispered to a few people around him for a while, and then gritted his teeth: "Wealth can be found in danger. We have made a deal with the shopkeeper."
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