Chapter 14: The Strange Scholar
Qinghe County, located around Shushan Mountain, is named after a Qinghe River and is known to outsiders because of its pleasant scenery.
In the county seat of Qinghe County, there is a street, which belongs to the main street in the county seat.
At the back of the main street, there is a famous back street, and under a tall plane tree, the business of the Hongyun restaurant seems to be a little depressed.
There is no way, although the main street and the back street are both streets, there is a difference of one word, but the fate is completely different.
A person comes and goes, and a door can be crowded.
In the Hongyun Restaurant, there was only one young man sitting in the lobby drinking tea at this time, accompanied by a stack of peanuts.
The young man was dressed in a white robe, his hair was randomly fixed in a bun with wooden hairpins, and a bright yellow gossip cloth bag was straddled across his body.
He was close to the fallen branches of the sycamore tree, and he could smell a faint fragrance.
After patrolling the streets, the catchers in the county government always like to come here to drink tea, not for anything else, just because it is cheap here.
"Shopkeeper, come to a pot of herbal tea. ”
At this time, a catcher suddenly stepped into the lobby, shouting as he walked.
The shopkeeper walked out of it and answered, "Okay, Li Zhuku." ”
Li Yu quickly found a small table and sat down, this is his favorite position on weekdays, the closest to the door, even if something happens outside, he can quickly run out.
It didn't take long for the shopkeeper to bring a pot of tea, and most of the shopkeepers in small restaurants like theirs ran up and down by themselves.
This shopkeeper and Li Zhukuai are familiar with each other, they have known each other for many years, and after putting down the tea, the shopkeeper himself sat down.
Seeing the shopkeeper sit down, Li Yu quickly picked up the tea and poured himself a cup, and also poured a cup for the shopkeeper.
"How's it going? Everything is ready, right?"
The shopkeeper sighed, his face full of helplessness, "That's not it, naturally you have to be ready, I really hope that he won't come today." ”
The weather in the south is like this, the sun is like a stove, it is always so roasting, and when you go out for a circle, you are covered in sweat.
At the entrance of the herbal tea, Li Zhu snorted comfortably and asked again.
"Wouldn't it be better if he didn't come today?"
"My mother, I wish he didn't come, every time I see him, I panic. The shopkeeper looked bittersweet.
There are not many restaurants on this back street, and the food at Hongyun Restaurant is delicious, especially a few dishes are a must.
They are ginger fried duck, sharp pepper rabbit, loofah frog, bean sprout fish and braised pig's trotters.
It is precisely because the taste is very good, so even if it is in the back street, it is more remote, it can still be operated, and there is a little surplus food.
Originally, there was nothing, but a few days ago, a strange guest suddenly came, which made the shopkeeper feel like a great enemy.
This guest is packed and taken away every day, and no dine-in is allowed.
And, he must order these five signature dishes of their restaurant, and there are still requirements.
Ginger fried duck does not need ginger, sharp pepper rabbit does not need sharp pepper, loofah frog does not need loofah, bean sprouts fish do not need bean sprouts, and braised pig's trotters are normal, do not star anise and fennel.
If you just look at it this way, the people who come to buy food really don't look like they're here to eat, but like they're here to smash signs.
Partial birth, this person paid the money and picked up the food and left, absolutely unwilling to stay longer, and it didn't look like finding fault.
Li Zhukuai has experienced more than the shopkeeper in the end, and naturally he is more courageous than him, and he knows that there is a bit of a problem with the guest's affairs.
"Okay, look at your appearance, we haven't seen anything, you're upright, and you're not afraid of those demons and monsters. ”
The shopkeeper just wanted to say something, but suddenly glanced at the unusually familiar figure at the door, and instantly his body slid down, and the whole person seemed to be twitching, and his breath was like a gossamer.
"He, he's coming, he's really coming again. ”
As soon as he finished speaking, a young man dressed as a scholar appeared at the door.
He was dressed in a white robe, and his face looked bloodless, but there was a blush on each cheek, revealing some abnormal blood red, but his eyes seemed to have no look, and after being fixed in one place, he stopped moving.
As he approached, a hoarse voice creaked from beneath his feet.
The person who came was very thin, there was no extra meat on his body, his clothes were very thin, and his walking posture was very stiff, like a scarecrow in a rice field, without a drop of sweat on his body.
Obviously, the sun was shining outside, but after the scholar came in, the temperature in the entire lobby dropped a lot, and the shopkeeper immediately clamped his legs, feeling a rush of urine, and he had the urge to release water.
"Shopkeeper, don't want ginger for ginger and duck, don't ...... for pepper rabbit" The scholar spoke, and his voice was quite good, like a clear spring.
It's just that after he opened his mouth, he was extremely inclose to his face, and his mouth shape didn't seem to match.
In this way, it is even more panicked.
The shopkeeper avoided the scholar's gaze and pointed to the small table on the left-hand side, on which was a food box.
"It's all ready, it's still hot, all the things that shouldn't be put are not put away, you just take it. ”
The scholar paused, as if choked by the shopkeeper's operation, he turned his head blankly, looked at the food box on the side, and moved slowly.
After lifting the food box, the scholar took out a piece of broken silver from his arms, put it on the small table, turned around and walked out.
When he reached the door, he stopped and said, "There is a shopkeeper." ”
"You're welcome, you go slowly. The shopkeeper hurriedly waved his hand.
Li Zhuhai shuddered, approached the shopkeeper, and whispered, "Hey, don't say it, this person's face looks very abnormal, similar to the paper man sold by the old Zhang coffin shop on the next street." Tsk tsk, especially that cheek, more like. ”
The shopkeeper didn't speak, but suddenly ran out.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Li Zhutou hurriedly shouted.
"I have an urgent need to urinate. The shopkeeper's voice faded away.
Li Zhutou looked helpless, added another cup of tea to himself, and turned his head to look at the left front.
But as soon as the tea reached his mouth, Li Zhutou squirted out.
If he remembered correctly, a young man in a white robe sat not far away just now, but how could he disappear in the blink of an eye?
He didn't hear anyone walking!
It's not his hallucination, there is still hot tea on the table, but the peanuts have already been eaten.
Could it be that the scholar just now, and the young man sitting in the back, are not people?
Li Zhutou was shocked into a cold sweat, quickly poured a few sips of tea, threw the tea money on the table, and left quickly.
......
After the scholar came out of the Hongyun Restaurant, he held the food box in his right hand and walked slowly out of the city.
I don't know if the scholar was too weak, but the food box actually forced his whole body to tilt to the right and sway, for fear that he would be blown down by a gust of wind.
After walking for about half an hour, the scholar walked into a dilapidated temple.
"It's back. The scholar spoke.
After speaking, he put the food box on the offering table and opened it, served the dishes one by one, and then stood aside honestly.
"You're finally back, I'm dying of hunger, quick, give it to me, tsk, it's so fragrant." ”
The voice is a bit ambiguous, but it's extremely pleasant to listen to.
Following the source of the sound, except for the scholars, I didn't see half a person, and I didn't know where the sound came from.