The desert is an endless desert, with rolling yellow sand and heat waves. When the heat waves come one after another, it makes people feel like they are being scorched.
In such a desert, there is no end in sight but yellow sand. It seems that here, in addition to the yellow sand, there is hot wind. It can be said that there is no shit here.
There shouldn't be anything visible in such an uninhabited desert. Apart from the yellow sand, there isn't even a single yellow-haired grass.
However, in such a desert, a tavern happened to appear. Yes, it was a small tavern.
This tavern is very small. You can tell at a glance that the entire tavern is made of wooden boards, and it looks very casual and crude. It seems that the entire tavern is just made of three or five pieces of wooden boards and can be used casually. .
There are only a few tables in the entire tavern, just two small wooden tables randomly placed, and these two small wooden tables look very old. I don’t know what age they are. The wooden tables are already black, but, no So shiny and black.
Instead, it was a dry gray-black color caused by the wind and sun. It seemed that such a wooden table could not bear any weight at all.
And the same goes for the benches placed randomly, as if they would snap as soon as you sit on them.
Outside such a tavern, there is a cloth flag hanging with the word "海" embroidered on it. However, this word "海" is already too old. I don't know how many years it has been. Look. It almost looks blurry, and the word "海" like this is in a very ancient font. Most people can't recognize it at all, they can only see a horizontally blurred font.
Such a cloth flag was somewhat tattered by the wind and sun, as if a strong wind could tear it to pieces.
Such a tavern, when the strong desert wind blows over, will make a "squeak, squeak, squeak" sound, as if the entire tavern will be blown apart by the strong wind at any time.
In such a tavern, there is a person curled up. He is both the owner of the tavern and the waiter of the tavern.
This curled-up boss is an old man with gray hair, but it is not as white as a crane, but a kind of gray, just like an old man who has experienced countless hardships and countless unsatisfactory lives. , the gray hair seems to declare its dissatisfaction, giving people a feeling of dryness and weakness.
Wrinkles have climbed up the old face, and it seems that the years have polished countless marks on his face. It is such an old man, he is curled up in the corner of the tavern, looking drowsy, even It made people wonder if he had lost his breath.
Such an old man, however, has a pair of beautiful eyebrows. His eyebrows are like an unsheathed sword, which seems to give people a feeling of high spirits.
One look at his eyebrows seems to make people think that when he was young, this old man was also a hero with high spirits. Maybe he was a handsome man with unparalleled handsomeness.
Despite this, such an old man curled up there looked like there was nothing worth paying special attention to.
Such a tavern was opened in the desert. Even if there were no customers, the old man didn't care at all. He curled up there, even if he hadn't sold a bowl of wine in a thousand years. , and he doesn’t care at all.
Such a scene makes people feel incredible. After all, wouldn't such a person be crazy to open a tavern in such a desert? In such a quiet place, I'm afraid I won't be able to sell a bowl of wine in a hundred years.
However, it is so incredible that there is such a tavern in such a quiet place.
Of course, no matter how dangerous the place is, no matter how inhospitable the place is, monks will still come here.
After all, there are so many monks in the world, and it is common for many strong monks to escape from heaven to earth and go into the desert compared to ordinary people.
Therefore, when disciples of the sect occasionally appear in the desert, they can't help but be curious when they see such a tavern.
There was a sect with more than a dozen disciples, old and young, who happened to come to this desert to look for medicine. When they saw such a tavern, they were extremely surprised.
"It's really surprising that there is a tavern in such a ghost place. Let's go have a drink." The disciples of this sect couldn't help but marveled when they saw the tavern and immediately sat down in the tavern.
"Boss, serve us all a bowl of wine." Out of curiosity, the group of monks shouted to the old man huddled in the corner.
However, the boss didn't seem to react at all. He was still huddled in this corner and turned a deaf ear to the shouts of the monks.
"Do you hear me, old man? Give us a bowl of wine." After calling several times, the old man didn't respond. This made one of the disciples anxious and shouted loudly.
However, the old man seemed to be asleep and did not seem to hear their shouts.
"Could he be dead?" Other disciples couldn't help but murmured when they saw that the old man had no reaction.
The older and more experienced elder looked at the old man and shook his head gently.
Just when the group of strong monks were getting impatient, the old man curled up in the corner slowly raised his head and looked at the strong monks present.
The old man raised his head and opened his eyes. His eyes were clear and cloudy. He looked lifeless. He seemed to be a dying person. To put it bluntly, if he survives today, he may not be able to survive tomorrow. , such an old man seems to be dying at any time.
"Give us all a bowl of wine." The older monk, who was not so impatient, ordered.
After hearing the strong monk's instructions, the old man slowly picked up a jar of wine from another corner, and then placed the bowls in front of everyone one by one.
Looking at this sea bowl, I don’t know how long it has been washed. It is almost covered with dust. However, the old man doesn’t care and is too lazy to clean it. Moreover, there are gaps one after another on the edges of these sea bowls. It seems that this kind of sea bowl was passed down from eight generations of the old man's ancestors.
But the old man didn't think there was anything wrong with his bowl and poured the wine slowly.
Seeing such a scene made many monks and disciples frown. Although for many strong monks, they may not necessarily have good food and clothing, but such simplicity really makes them feel uncomfortable. .
When the wine is full, some disciples do not pay attention to it and drink it as soon as the bowl is raised.
"Oh my god, what kind of wine is this? Is this horse urine?" After drinking it, some disciples immediately spit it out and shouted. This was probably the worst wine they had ever drunk in their lives.
"Bah, bah, bah, is this kind of wine suitable for people to drink?" The other disciples complained one after another, very unhappy.
However, the old man was unmoved, as if he didn't care about the customer's satisfaction or dissatisfaction.
"Old man, do you have any other good wine? Give us another jar." A disciple was unhappy and shouted to the old man.
The old man looked at him slowly, and then said: "No." There was only one word, and he cherished it like gold.
The old man's attitude also made some disciples feel annoyed. They came here to drink, but the old man looked like this. It didn't matter whether you liked drinking or not. What's more terrible was that his wine was particularly unpleasant to drink.
"Isn't this a tavern? Are you selling horse urine?" Some disciples couldn't help but get angry.
However, the old man turned a blind eye, as if it had nothing to do with him. No matter how angry the customer was, he didn't react at all, which gave people a feeling of insensitivity.
"Forget it, forget it, let's go." There are also senior brothers who don't want to argue with such a common man and want to pay, saying: "How much does it cost?"
"Fifty thousand——" At this time, the old man finally reacted and slowly stretched out his finger.
"Fifty thousand jade -" upon hearing the old man's move, a disciple on the scene immediately screamed like killing a chicken and said, "You dare to charge fifty thousand for such horse urine, are you robbing money?"
However, the old man didn't seem to have any embarrassment at all. He just stretched out his hand and looked at him. Regardless of whether you are willing or not, you have to pay the 50,000 yuan.
"This is a black shop. You have 50,000 pieces of jade. Are you kidding me?" Another disciple jumped up in anger and said, "It's not even worth five copper coins."
However, the old man didn't react at all and remained numb, as if he didn't hear the complaints of these strong monks at all.
"That's it, that's it, pay it." However, in the end, the elder paid the price of the drink truthfully and left with the disciple.
"Uncle Master, why do you have to pay him?" As if leaving the tavern, some disciples still couldn't help but mutter.
The elder looked back at the tavern and said, "To open such a tavern in a place like this, where birds don't poop and the sky is full of desert, do you think he is crazy?"
When asked about this, even the disciples couldn't answer it.
If someone wants to set up a tavern in the desert and make a living by selling wine, everyone will think that he is crazy. In such a shabby place, let alone doing business, he is afraid that he will starve to death. .
However, this old man doesn't look like a lunatic, but he just opened a tavern here.
"If it's not crazy, then it's a weirdo." The elder said slowly: "A weirdo is definitely not a man of faith or a good woman. It's best not to mess with him when you go out."
After hearing what their elders said, many disciples felt it made sense and nodded.
"Then why does he insist on opening a tavern in this desert?" Some disciples didn't understand and couldn't help but ask.
"Strange people and strange people, how can we understand them." In the end, this elder could only say this.
