"Two young heroes, please here"

In the nameless tavern of Luohua City, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy dressed in coarse linen clothes and pants and hanging a stone plaque around his waist, carrying tea in his hand, led two young men in strong clothes who shook off the rain on the hat under the eaves at the entrance of the store to the square table by the window on the first floor of the store.

The Mai boy's name is Yu Hao, and he was taken in by the shopkeeper of this nameless restaurant five years ago, and he became the only guy in the tavern in Luohua City.

As a shopkeeper with five years of senior experience, even if today is his last day as a shopkeeper in Luohua City, he is also serious about his work.

The neighbors all know that the boy is going to the holy city of Chang'an tomorrow, but what is the real reason for going to the holy city of Chang'an, only the shopkeeper of the tavern and the shopkeeper himself know.

If those neighbors understood the purpose of the young man, they were afraid that they would inevitably say some gossip, so the two did not tell the reason to outsiders, but just said that they would go to Chang'an to see and understand.

Wait for the two young men to put the hat on the table. Yu Hao simply wiped the table with a rag, flipped the upside-down tea cup and filled it with tea, pulled out the chair and invited the two young people to sit down.

Yu Hao asked, "What do you want to order?"

One of the two young people, an ordinary-looking young man, pointed to the wooden board handed over by the young man and said, "Two plates of sliced braised beef, a plate of fried peanuts, and a pot of drunken peach blossoms, well......."

At this point, he stopped ordering and looked at the handsome young man across the table.

The handsome young man nodded, and then the ordinary-looking young man said, "That's all. ”

"Okay!"

The junior shopkeeper came to the counter and shouted to the back kitchen: "Two plates of braised beef, a plate of peanuts, uncle, remember to slice the beef!"

At the same time, the young man skillfully picked up a jar from a row of clay pots next to the counter and came to the wine vat at the door.

After the wine was filled with clay pots, Yu Hao buckled the wine spoon on the lid and took out two bowls from the cabinet next to him.

In this way, the young man came to the two young men with a jar in one hand, a bowl in the other, and a rag on his shoulder, and said, "Two young men, your wine, the food will come soon."

As soon as Yu Hao's words fell, a loud shout came from the back kitchen: "Serve"

He heard the shouting and hurried to the back kitchen.

The boy lifted the oil-stained curtain and saw a short-haired middle-aged man with an apron with stubble on his face, picking up thinly sliced beef with a knife and putting it on a plate, and pouring a circle of red oil on the steaming beef slices.

The middle-aged man who is the shopkeeper and cook of this tavern, his name is Zhao Li, and everyone in Luohua City knows his drunken peach blossoms, and even rumors of this wine can be heard in some surrounding cities.

Yu Hao picked up a plate of peanuts and freshly sliced beef that had been prepared and put them into the same wooden tray, brought them to the two young men, and said, "The dishes have been served, and the two young heroes use them slowly!"

Yu Hao is extremely skilled in receiving guests, which is a skill he has developed after five years as a shopkeeper.

It was raining lightly today, so compared to the usual situation when the first and second floors were full, two tables of guests have been received so far.

After receiving the guests, Yu Hao sat on the long wooden bench on the inside of the counter, habitually groping for a stone token full of pulp on his waist.

The stone plaque is earthy yellow, there is no depiction on both sides, and the golden reflection of the stars will be faintly seen when turning the stone plaque, as if it is a lump of soil with golden sand buried in it, and it is difficult to detect it if you don't look closely.

Regarding this stone plaque, Yu Hao has been to many pawnshops to identify what kind of material it is, but it seems that only Yu Hao can see the little golden light in the token, so the identification results have always been mediocre earth-colored stone plaques.

Yu Hao was sad for a long time, and doubted himself for a while, until Zhao Li told him to believe what he saw, and he seemed to barely get out of the psychological shadow.

But from then on, he would grope for the stone plaque every day to make the pulp hanging on it a little thicker, as if he firmly believed that there was a big secret hidden inside.

Yu Hao received customers who came and went, groped for his stone plaque, and recalled the story that the stone plaque brought to him.

So he wouldn't see the shopkeeper paused with the knife cutting vegetables in the back kitchen when the two young men came in.

I don't wonder why these two guests came in from the outside, and there was not a single wet footprint left at the door.

Nor did he observe that after he received the two youths, they would always look at him in a whispered conversation.

Like the guests at the previous table, the two young men finished eating, took out two silver coins and three copper coins and put them on the table, put the hat on the table again, and shouted, "Little Er, settle the bill!"

Yu Hao stood up neatly when he heard this, and the stone plaque also slipped down to his waist because he was tied to a rope.

The young man ran to the two young men, saw the three copper coins on the table, his eyes were shining with gold, and he hurriedly sowed the coins off the table with his hands, quickly pinched the three copper coins and put them in the inner pocket of his arms, and said with a flattering smile: "Thank you for the reward of the two young heroes."

Sending the two young men to the door of the tavern, Yu Hao bowed slightly, held the silver coin in his right hand, made a gesture of invitation with his left hand, and said, "The two young men go slowly."

The handsome young man followed Yu Hao's hand out of the tavern, but stopped at the door, turned his head slightly to look at the stone plaque on Yu Hao's waist, and said with a smile: "You have some good fortune." ”

"Xie Shaoxia" Yu Hao thanked him.

The handsome young man shook his head and said no more, pressed the hat, and walked along the road in front of the tavern with the ordinary-looking young man towards the outside of the city.

Yu Hao watched the rain fall on the clothes of the two young men, as if the water droplets on the lotus leaves had slipped down without a trace of water, his eyes showed amazement and envy, and he said in his heart that this might be a chivalrous man.

After many years of observing words and feelings, Yu Hao will naturally have a bottom in his heart when he sees the guests, and Yu Hao thinks that these two young people must be from a certain sect in the rivers and lakes.

Every teenager has the fantasy of going to the end of the world with a sword, Yu Hao may be a lot more mature, but thinking back to the scene of himself in a virtual game world in his previous life, his eyes can't help but leak fascination.

Although it may come true now, becoming a person with martial arts in this world is not something he can hope for as a shopkeeper.

Even more tragic is how difficult it is to realize your ideas in an era when tools are completely derailed, even when everyone thinks that the sky is round, let alone a teenager with no resources.

"Yu Hao, what are you doing with the pestle at the door, have you washed the dishes!"

Zhao Li opened the curtain full of oil stains and shouted, pulling the young man in sackcloth back from his emotion, and Yu Hao quickly returned to the role of Xiao Er, doing his part every day.

Received several more waves of guests, although it was afternoon, but the sky was very dark due to the rain, Zhao Li came out with a plate of braised pork and a plate of braised beef, and put it on the table closer to the back kitchen.

It was natural to remove the girdle around your waist and hang it on the nail on the wall of the back kitchen door, then walk to the door and hang a wooden sign to close the door, because the tavern closes early in the drizzle every year.

Zhao Li said: "Boy, go get wine, don't you understand today?"

"Okay, uncle. Yu Hao pretended to entertain guests on weekdays, went to the counter and took out a jar and put it on the dining table.

"You kid, put that wine down, it's a fine brew, and it's very expensive. Zhao Li scolded with a smile

"Uncle, it's my birthday today, it's not too much to drink your jar of craft brewed drunk peach blossoms!" Yu Hao pursed his lips and rolled his eyes at the middle-aged man.

Zhao Li shook his head, looked at the young man helplessly, and said, "You will take advantage of it, I have already put the things you want at the door of your room." ”

Yu Hao nodded and replied, "Well, I know!" as he spoke, he sat on the chair opposite Zhao Li.

Zhao Li stared at the young man wearing coarse linen clothes, wearing a standard Taoist bun, thick eyebrows, small eyes, and a high nose bridge opposite, and said in a deep voice: "Yu boy, you have been here for five years, you can think about it!"

"Well, the same as before. Yu Hao's firm gaze from his little eyes made Zhao Li slightly stunned.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that the handsomeness of the teenager is not bound by the defects of the eyes, but is becoming more and more attractive.

"Well, you're here tomorrow morning. Zhao Li touched the stubble on his face, loneliness flashed in his eyes, and he sighed and said.

Yu Hao saw that the atmosphere between the two was a little awkward, and changed the topic and said, "What day is today, what are you talking about? Come, come, come! Drink, drink." ”

After that, every time the bowl hits the crisp, it means that there is a little less wine in the jar. Of course, with the crisp sound of Yingluo knocking on ice, it is natural that the laughter on the wine table is indispensable.

Suddenly, Yu Hao changed from talking about how to touch the hands of the little lady who sold tofu in the morning, to a curious face, and said: "Eh, eh, uncle, tell me what the two young people are today, I feel very rich, and I will reward me with three copper plates as soon as I make a move."

Speaking of this, Yu Hao lowered his voice and said: "I suspect that they are knights from the Holy City, only the people of the Holy City will be so generous, just this Falling Flower City fart is a little bigger, how can anyone reward me on weekdays!"

"I don't know, I haven't seen anyone. ”

Zhao Li's eyes narrowed when he said this, and said, "Yo! Your kid also received a tip, it seems that this month, the salary can be reduced, um." Saying that, Zhao Li also nodded, and seemed to agree with this decision.

may be because wine makes money more important, Yu Hao, a shrewd teenager, didn't pay attention, and when it came to the two young people, Zhao Li didn't want to talk about it.

Yu Hao's attention was all about how to refute the fact that this "harsh" shopkeeper deducted his salary.

After three rounds of drinking, Zhao Li took advantage of the last rays of the sun to clean up the dining table alone, while Yu Hao staggered through the back kitchen, came to his own side bedroom in the backyard, bent down and picked up the wooden tube with the thickness of his arm on the ground, and pushed the door in.

Cover the door, pull the lid of the wooden tube, and pour out a scroll.

Half-opened the scroll, just as Yu Hao wanted, it was a blank picture scroll, and after laughing, he flicked it on the table, and put his wide clothes into the quilt, and for a while, accompanied by the smell of wine in the room, there was a slight snoring.

As the night approached the depths of the night, it seemed to wake up the secret in Yu Hao's body, his body was full of golden light, and at the same time, the scroll on the bedside table echoed with the golden light on Yu Hao's body, and it also flashed with pale golden light.

The scroll is lightly stretched horizontally, and the black lines on the paper slowly appear, like an invisible brush.

The painting is a young man with a cyan stone in his left hand and a book in his right hand, the title of the book is: Daozang.

When the word "origin" appeared in the upper right corner of the scroll, the golden light on Yu Hao's body did not have the courage to continue to light up after it dimmed.

The doors and windows were not opened, and the scroll still shimmered, and at this moment there was a slight breeze blowing the boy's hair in the room, and the clouds in the sky did not know when to swirl over this inconspicuous tavern, but there was a power here to attract them.

"Knock"

The flash slid by, the thunder sounded, the thunder seemed to be the invisible seal of the note, and the vermilion "East" stamp of one side appeared in the lower left corner of the scroll when the thunder sounded.

The thunder and rain fell, the picture scroll was retracted violently, the scroll fell to the young man's pillow like petals, the clouds no longer had the strength to circle, quietly dispersed and continued to sway the rain, the night was quiet, there was no more thunder, only the sound of the rain and the slight snoring of the young man.

"Giggles.. Giggles"

Early in the morning, the rooster next door crowed, Yu Hao rubbed his sleepy eyes, propped himself up from the bed, and took advantage of the faint light of the eastern sky, touched the pillow scroll and glanced at it slightly, muttering in his mouth

"Origin, Origin...... Ahhhhh

Yawning and stretching his waist, Yu Hao put on his shoes, staggered to the door of the room, pushed the door open, picked up the water scoop hanging next to the side room, took a scoop of water from the water tank, rinsed his face, and muttered while washing.

"Hmm...... Origin...... Uh-huh?" the boy froze, slammed the scoop, and rushed back into the room.