The owner of Chaliao is a middle-aged man in his forties, thin and small, and when he smiles, he shows his smoky yellow teeth, which looks really indecent, but he is better than honest. At first, he poured hot water in the east kitchen, but there were too many guests in the tea house later, and seeing that the food in the east kitchen was no longer enough to deal with everyone, he went up the mountain without saying a word and took the hat in the rain. After half an hour, I saw him covered in mud, trembling and carrying two large baskets of fresh fruits and vegetables.

When he entered the house, he still looked into the tea house from time to time, and when he saw that there were more guests, he smiled silly.

When a sister-in-law was hungry and complained that he was too slow, he smiled and apologized. The girl was so angry that she hated him with her eyes, and his face turned red and his face was wrinkled with laughter.

Seeing him like this, he stared at the mud on his trouser legs and sleeves, and asked him with a smile: "Boss, are you in a hurry to fall and fall?

In this way, he also replied with a smile: "If you are unhappy, we mountain people, this is what we ask for! Every day we wait, wait, wait, hope, we look forward to making a little money and supporting our families." Saying that, he hurriedly took off his coat and avoided the east kitchen under the urging of everyone, unloaded the goods with one hand, and said to Xiao Er with a smile: "Huzi, serve the nobles outside, we will have meat to eat tomorrow!"

Hearing this, Zhou Rushui, who was closing her eyes and recuperating her mind, suddenly opened her eyes, she looked back in a daze, looked at the busy figure in the east kitchen, and suddenly felt that her eyes were hot and her heart hurt.

I don't know why, she suddenly thought, if you have food, you will be content, if you have meat, you will be happy, the people's minds are so simple, but why, she will lose her clan and country? But why, they will sing "When will the day be mourned, and you will both die!" "At the same time, did not hesitate to die together, but also looked forward to the extinction of the Zhou people and the death of the Zhou country? At that time, was this honest man also one of them? Why did their Zhou family come to such a point?

The sound of the rain outside gradually became quieter, and the raindrops that were the size of beans became trickling. The sound of the rain was ticking, and the refreshing earthy smell was rushing towards you, and the stuffy thatched hut was a little more moist and crispy out of thin air.

Seeing that the rain was getting lighter, Zhang Li snorted, swept over the people sitting in the thatched hut in a dense circle with dissatisfaction, and muttered unhappily: "I knew that the rain would stop, so I should continue to move forward!"

Her words are really not inferior, in fact, she also slapped Fang Li in the face. But who knew that her voice fell, and several thunderous thunders sounded in the air, and then the crooked wind and evil rain rolled again. The wind and rain were so heavy that it seemed like they were going to hit her in the mouth.

In this way, everyone couldn't help laughing, and Fang Li's lips also seemed to evoke a smile, this scene was so dry that Zhang Li knew that he was speechless, and he turned his face away stupidly.

As night fell, everyone was trapped in the tea house. I don't know how long it took, in the sound of wind and rain, there was a crisp and pleasant Luan bell, and the sound of horses' hooves accompanied by the sound of Luan bells from far and near. When everyone looked at it, they saw the horses' hooves flying, and in the dust, a group of black-clothed men drove towards the tea house. The head of the young man is tied with a jade belt, the black gauze curtain is away from the face, and a black silk robe immediately walks in the front, although the face is not obvious, but the proud figure in the wind and rain is already dazzling.

When he arrived near the tea house, he saw the black-clothed young man jumping off the horse and striding towards the tea house. As he moved, the corners of his robe fluttered violently, and the inky black air was instantly full of wind, and he seemed to glance at the tea house, and shouted inward: "Xiao Er, take a few fish to feed the master's horse!"

His voice was as clear and cheerful as the wind.

As soon as the words landed, the whole room in the liao showed an uproar, and everyone looked at each other and muttered:

"Horses eat fish?

"Rotten old man heard me right, can horses eat fish?"

"Dude really went out with the fish, or shall we go and see?"

"Shall we take a look?"

In this way, many Langjun and sisters-in-law joined in the excitement regardless of the rain, and they put on their robes and went out of the tea house to see the horses that could eat fish. After all, this fact is so unusual! Who has ever seen a horse that can eat fish! If so, it is not a small point of conversation!

At that time, Jiong Qi's eyelids were raised, and he also felt interesting, but before he was about to step forward, he was dragged by Zhou Rushui's clothes. Zhou Rushui grabbed him unceremoniously, and said without any anger: "Don't go, if you want to go, swallow all the bones of this chicken first." ”

Her words were really provocative, but she was the master of the sigil. Jiong Qi was angry, but he could only abide by the duty of the left guard, and sat back with a straight face.

In this way, after hugging left and right, in the blink of an eye, only Zhou Rushui, the master and servant, remained by the campfire in the tea house.

The room was empty, but the black-clothed young man was the opposite of everyone, he didn't care about his own strange horse, as if casually handed the reins to the little second-hand middle, and then strode into the tea house.

He strode comfortably, and when he saw the three masters and servants of Zhou Rushui who were still in the tea house, the eyebrows of the black veil were raised. Then, seeing him pause, he smiled and sat down beside the three of them, and sat down on the haystack with a big smile, and leisurely roasted his soaked clothes. Roasting and roasting, he still stared at them from time to time, and his eyes hidden under the curtain were really blazing, as if he was trying to tell whose idea it was to stay in the tea house and not watch the excitement.

The six men in black who followed him tied their horses but did not enter, they carried their hands behind their backs, and they were neatly sheltered under the eaves, their expressions were particularly solemn.

For a moment, the room was silent.

Outside, the noise was getting louder and louder. From time to time, there will always be anxious persuasions and impatient neighing of horses, and some people are even shouting: "Oh my God! This is a bloody horse! Look at it, it is bleeding and sweating!" "It turns out that this is the rumored bloody BMW?" "Is the bloody horse eating fish?" "Try it!"

The noise outside did not stop, and after a while, Xiao Er had a few weeds on his head, and he ran back helplessly with the fish, he looked at the young man in black with a bitter face, and complained incomprehensibly: "Guest officer, no matter how you feed it, your horse will not eat fish alive or dead!"

Seeing his wolf bèi anxious appearance, the black-clothed young man's face twitched in the curtain, he leaned lazily against the haystack, slowly raised his face, and said very sincerely, very sincerely: "It's okay, you can feed it again, if it doesn't eat anymore, it's just that! When the master's clothes are dry, the master will eat grilled fish!"

He said this well, but Xiao Er had a bitter face, muttering: "Could it be that it is not hungry?"

After a while, there was another sound of persuasion outside, and after that, I don't know which unwilling fool had overfed him, he heard a neighing of the horse, followed by a cry of fright, as if someone had almost been kicked by the horse.

In this way, everyone was also afraid of being injured by mistake, and they were afraid of damaging the young horse, so they all muttered that although they had not seen the horses eating fish, they had seen the rare sweat and blood horses, so they were satisfied, and they went back to the tea house in twos and threes.

When the room full of people gathers again, the liao will also be different. Some of those who were originally at the campfire returned late and were squeezed to the periphery, while others who were originally on the periphery caught up with a good position because they returned early. For example, the Zhang siblings, they were sitting by the campfire earlier. But now that they have gone out and come back, it is not because Fang Li noticed them and recruited them over, this brother and sister may really not be able to catch fire.

The room was full of people sighing, but it was a pity that they couldn't see the rare horse show their powers. Talking, everyone turned their eyes to the black-clothed young man leaning leisurely on the haystack, their expressions were different, some curious, some inquiring, and some even faintly yearning and admiration. It's true, this young man in brocade clothes, a BMW god, and the entourage outside are also orderly, and wealth is inevitable.

was watched by everyone like this, but the young man in black was very qualitative, and he didn't care about his own horse at all, and now he completely ignored the eyes around him. He didn't stop tearing the fish in his hand, and when he saw Zhou Rushui, the only one in the liao who didn't look at him, pinched out a dried apricot from his purse and fed it into his mouth, he smiled and took out a bag of dried apricots from his arms. He also deliberately raised the brocade bag containing dried apricots in his hand towards Zhou Rushui, and laughed loudly: "Sister-in-law, you also love to eat dried apricots? ”

The starry sky was high, cold as promised, and there was a faint smell of firewood wafting in the room.

Regarding the unusually enthusiastic attitude of the young man, Zhou Rushui did not react much. She nodded distantly, and the next moment, unhurriedly, she took her purse into her arms, glanced away, and ignored the olive branch extended by the young man.

Compared with a stranger, Zhou Rushui was more concerned about the large piece of salt at her feet. The salt was gray in color, the salt grains were coarse, and the worst thing was that after carefully breaking the salt, there were still faint coarse black sand grains mixed with it. Just now, when she bought salt from Xiao Er, she specially asked, did this salt be soiled unintentionally? But Xiao Er swore to the sky, the Tao is that it was bought, and the same is true of most of the low-priced goods on the market, and most ordinary people can only afford these, and he is by no means a deception.

In this way, Zhou Rushui really wanted to cry without tears! The dryness of the coarse salt made her look like a frosted eggplant. Zhou Rushui really didn't know that it was not easy for the people to eat clean salt at this time! It turned out that the situation of Zhou's external worries and internal troubles was far worse than she imagined.

Everyone was full of curiosity about the young man in black, and from time to time they would ask him who his surname was, where his home was, and some of the good deeds would even ask him directly, where did the god horse outside come from, and when would he eat fish again?

The young man in black smiled silently, and when the whole grilled fish was finished, he slowly took out a golden silk handkerchief and rubbed his hands. Wiped his hands, he tilted his head, but looked at Zhou Rushui again. Looking at her wandering appearance, unheard of the hustle and bustle around her, the young man's eyebrows were raised, and he rarely felt interesting lazily leaning on the haystack, and suddenly smiled lowly, and hung up the appetite of the room, but he asked Zhou Rushui locally: "Sister-in-law, how do you know that the master has cheated?"