Gou San stood on the edge of the wooden bridge, looking at the shirtless men who were consigning goods, this kind and simple scene was really rare.

"Little brother, can you help me move the sack on my shoulder?" The middle-aged man carried a heavy sack on each shoulder, and when he came to Gou San's side from the boat, the sack on his left shoulder was slightly loose, and his face was covered with sweat, and he asked with a smile.

Gou San hurried over to help him drag the sack and set it up a little harder.

"Thank you, little brother, these two sacks are the grain for winemaking, my mother-in-law's peach blossom wine is delicious, and my little brother will go to my house to taste it later." The man did not forget to look back at Gou San's face, as if he remembered it, and after laughing twice, he hurriedly trotted down the street with the sack.

Gou San walked on the street, empty-handed, and the busy crowd seemed out of place, looking at the wind on the side of the street from a distance swaying with the wind, fluttering between the faint sight of the word "restaurant", the eyes turned down, a building like an inn came into view.

Gou San's hands stepped on the bluestone ground, seriously feeling the strange style, and his face was indifferent.

Walking not far away, a small monk on the side of the street meditates, there is a gray cloth in front of him, the four corners are pressed with stones, there seems to be a Buddha painted on it, there is a pair of wooden fish buckets, Gou San is close to a few steps, just pay attention to a moment, just want to go to the restaurant, the little monk also slowly opened his eyes, stopped the hand beads that rotated in his right hand, attached one hand to his chest, and said Amitabha.

"Amitabha, do you want to check it?" The little monk has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, thick ears, and a deep wisdom, but it is not like his teenage age.

Gou San stopped, turned to look at the little monk, frowned, and shook his head.

"The Buddha is destined to be a person, and the donor is empty-handed, why is he so preoccupied?" The little monk didn't care about the pace of Gou San's departure, and at the end he recited Amitabha Buddha again.

Gou San's body stiffened, looked down at the front of him, thinking that this thoughtful ordinary person could see it, he approached the little monk back, sat on the pony in front of the cloth, spread his palms and smiled, and said: "Just because the two songs are empty, so the heart is heavy, little master, what do you say?"

After Gou San sat down, the little monk folded his hands, and said Amitabha, "If you want to open, everything is reincarnation, even if the clouds are light and the wind is light, if you look down, you can put down anything, no matter how good it is, it will be lost. ”

Gou San shook his head, "Heh, the difficulty is between life and death." ”

The little monk seemed to think sideways, his face was faintly groaning, Gou San smiled, got up and walked towards the restaurant, pouting, a little monk, what can he understand.

Four diamond-shaped wooden blocks are connected into a wind trick, and a ribbon tied into red silk hangs under the eaves of the attic, swaying in the wind.

When I walked in, I could see clearly, each wooden block had a black letter, and the peach blossom restaurant.

There is also a pair of vermilion couplets on the red pillar in front of the inn, the peach fragrance opens the altar and the thousand gentlemen are drunk, the flower wine is served on the table for ten miles, and the wine is red and dusty.

"Guest officer, please. "Different from ordinary taverns, Peach Blossom Restaurant is the shopkeeper's personal welcome, and she is a down-to-earth and well-dressed woman.

Gou San nodded, followed the shopkeeper's steps to the second floor, sat by the window, and asked, "Shopkeeper, look at the signboard and couplets in front of the door, presumably the most famous thing in your store is peach blossom wine, right?"

"Yes, Childe. The female shopkeeper Fufu was blessed, and said with a smile: "My children are fortunate enough to go to the Peach Blossom Mound to practice, and when they come back to visit me, they will bring some peach blossoms from the Peach Blossom Mound.

Gou San nodded with a smile and said, "Let's have a jar and serve some good dishes." ”

The female shopkeeper smiled and waved her hand after listening to Gou San's words, and said, "Son, I'm afraid you won't be able to finish drinking a jar by yourself, why don't you give you a pot first, and then serve it after you finish drinking?"

"Is the peach blossom wine so cracked?" Gou San was a little surprised, the most cracked wine he had ever drunk was Lao Jiu's favorite apricot blossom wine, it was all made of petals, and there would not be much difference in the future.

"Ordinary wine is red dust drinking, but peach blossom wine is red dust. The female shopkeeper nodded and said, "Then it is convenient for the son to go to the altar, if the son can't finish drinking, you can retreat to me and seal it, and wait for the next time the son comes again, and then give the son a drink." ”

Although the peach blossom restaurant is not big, but it is not small, only on the second floor there are more than ten tables, has sat on the seven, seven, eight, eight, three, two cups to drink, see that Gou Sanyi is to go to the altar, but also a little surprised to peek a few times.

The kitchen is quite busy, it took half an hour to prepare the dishes and serve them on the table, Gou San couldn't wait to untie the seal, a stream of sweetness came to his nose, Gou San beckoned to the mellow, the fragrance was so refreshing, and he couldn't help but say "Good wine!"

The wine moistened his lips, returned to his tongue and entered his throat, it was really sweet, Gou San Panasonic changed the wine glass directly to a bowl, and just wanted to clip a piece of beef, but he saw the little monk standing at the top of the stairs and swallowing his saliva, Gou San couldn't help laughing, and said: "Little master, there is fate, I am here alone, can I come over as a companion?"

Where can the little monk still take care of the Buddha beads in his hand, and sat down with a halazi, that action was Gou Sandu startled, seeing that he put the Buddhist precepts in his mouth and ate wildly, he asked with a wry smile: "Little master, can your Buddha allow you to eat meat and drink wine?"

The little monk took a sip of peach blossom wine, held on to the chicken leg pinched in his left hand, took two more bites, and said vaguely: "The Buddha sits in his heart, the wine and meat pass through the intestines, I am not a Buddha, I am a Buddha, I am a Buddha." ”

"What's the solution?" Gou San smiled at the corner of his mouth, and poured another bowl for the little monk.

"The Buddha cultivates the mind, I cultivate the body and mind, have you heard of any Buddha who has tasted the world?" the little monk raised his eyebrows, completely unimpressed.

"Yo, I have some opinions, dare to ask the little master's number?" Gou San also drank half a bowl and asked.

The little monk pulled up his robe and wiped his mouth, grabbed half of the roast chicken in the plate, and said, "Daoji." ”

Bang Bang~

The wine bowl that Gou San was pinching suddenly fell on the table, and looked at the round little monk with a shocked face, isn't Dao Ji Ji, a senior monk of the Southern Song Dynasty, and later generations call it the Living Buddha Jigong, now it is the Ming Dynasty, how is this fat boy in front of him...

"The common name of the little master is Li Xiuyuan, a person from the rooftop?" asked Gou San in surprise.

The little monk also looked at Gou San in surprise, nodded and said, "I was born face to face with the donor, where did the donor hear about the glorious deeds of the little monk?"

Gou San was dumbfounded, damn it, the fat little monk in front of him turned out to be the Jigong who rubbed his body in the mud as an elixir, yes, he had to spend money on such a thing today, which of the roast chicken and dog meat and wine was not touched by him, and the glorious deeds were woolen!

"Little Er, five more roast chickens, four catties of beef, and one dog leg!"

"Dare to ask the donor's surname?" The little monk could hear the names of the dishes, and his eyes were shining.

Gou San smiled bitterly and shook his head, how can any monk ask someone's name, isn't it all called the donor, but looking at Li Daoji in front of him, he said: "Qin Huai, that Qin and that Huai." ”

"I understand, I understand, I've been with my master before, Qin Huai's Qinglou is a must. ”

Gou San rolled his eyes, and said in his heart, whether his mother confessed Li Daoji's mistake, or the TV series was a bit fake, and said: "I said Li Daoji, you are not good at helping the poor along the coast, eliminating violence and peace, promoting good and punishing evil, what are you doing in Tianmu Xianshan?"

"Of course... Oops, it's over!" Li Daoji glanced at the street downstairs, and the chicken leg fell into the wine bowl, and his unadulterated pupils instantly widened.

Gou San followed his line of sight and saw several black dogs tearing the gray cloth he had spread on the side of the street, signing buckets to the ground, and signing on the ground!

Seeing that a black dog even took the wooden fish away for him, the little monk rushed back a few steps, and looked very happy under the wide Buddha robe, only Zhang was in the air, running and shouting: "Wild dog, return the old man's rice bowl quickly!"

Seeing Li Daoji chasing the dog and disappearing into the street barking, Gou San retracted his gaze and returned to his indifferent appearance.

The night of Tianmu Xianshan always comes early, and the Shen Shi in March and April is to burn the starlight on the sea, and the bright moon is born on the sea, and Gou San sees it for the first time.

When I went downstairs to check out, I happened to meet a man who helped a little when I got off the boat, and I saw that it was Gou San in front of the counter, and the man was surprised, and he hurriedly let go of the account book in his hand, went around the counter, and hugged his fists and said: "It turned out to be Childe, I unloaded the goods a little late, no, I just returned to the restaurant, thank you for your help today, and said that I want to invite you to drink." ”

Gou San smiled and waved his hand, and said, "It's just a trivial matter, big brother doesn't have to worry about it." ”

After speaking, Gou San took out the silver ticket and pushed it down on the counter, the man's face was a little shocked, and he hurriedly retrieved the silver ticket and stuffed it into Gou San's hand, and said busily: "The man's promise is heavier than a thousand gold, and I hope that the son will take back the silver money!"

"No, no, no, you should eat and settle the bill, this is the rule left by the ancestors. Seeing that the man's face was stiff, Gou San put the silver ticket heavily in his hand and said, "Big brother doesn't have to be like this, if there is a next time, I will be cheeky to ask the eldest brother for some wine and food." ”

The man sighed, "My wife and I didn't intend to run a restaurant to make money, just to find a place to stay, but my son's move broke my original intention." ”

Just as he was about to go back to the counter to find money for Gou San, a crisp sound of smashing bowls suddenly sounded on the first floor of the tavern.

"You fucking Yun Shuhai, are you looking for death, dare to sell bad wine for a long time?"

Angry cheers, several men at the wine table also flipped the table, so frightened that half of them fled.

"Master Chen, who are you..."The man walked over with some fear, raised his hands and didn't know where to put them, thinking that he was Yun Shuhai.

"Bastard thing!" The man named Master Chen took a few steps and slapped Yun Shuhai in the face, and his sturdy body flew out in an instant, shattering several wooden tables in a row.

Yun Shuhai's body twitched, his mouth spat blood, and the female shopkeeper also trotted over with tears on her face, helping Yun Shuhai.

"Damn, dare to sell bad wine to Lao Tzu, I really don't know whether to live or die!" Master Chen saw Yun Shuhai vomiting blood, his eyes were cold, and when he looked at the graceful and charming figure of the female shopkeeper, his expression was undisguised, and he said in a deep voice: "Today, if you have a bad temperament, I will taste your mother-in-law!"

"Chen Yan, do you want to be ashamed, when did the Peach Blossom Restaurant sell fake wine, not to mention that it is good not to raise the price for five years, Yun Shuhai's family is loyal and honest, respects the old and loves the young, and the neighbors are harmonious, I think you are just a bully and afraid of the hard!" Several men who were still sitting on the side drinking looked at this scene and also sneered in a deep voice.

"You fucking looking for death, do you know who Lao Tzu is, Lao Tzu's son is a closed disciple of Peach Blossom Mound!" Chen Yan laughed angrily, and the few people around him also clasped their hands and laughed, quite accommodating.

"Brother Yun is okay, right?" Gou San couldn't stand it, and no matter what those people were arguing about, he walked into a few steps and said with concern.

"It's okay, it's over, Childe, you go first, this situation is that I can't drink if I want to invite you. Yun Shuhai took the handkerchief handed by the female shopkeeper and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Gou San smiled and walked to the table that Chen Yan had overturned earlier, fortunately the wine jug was forged from iron, and there was still a small half pot of wine left in it, Gou San poured a glass in front of everyone, and drank it all in front of everyone's eyes.

"Good wine. ”

The word good wine already said everything, Chen Yan's face was pale, and he clenched his fist and smashed it at Gou San.

"Look for death!"

Gou San faced Chen Yan, the fist wind blew the hair in front of him, and at the moment when the fist was about to bombard his face, he pinched the fist with one hand on the side of his face, and smashed it with a slight force.

Yes!

The pain in his heart made Chen Yan scream on the ground, the silver light flashed, and a sharp sword stabbed Gou San.

The young man in Tsing Yi swept over, looked at Chen Yan who was rolling on the ground, and then looked at Gou San, who was dodging the flying sword, with a calm face.

"Hurt my father, pay it back with your life!"