"What should I do?"

Qingliu squinted at his son-in-law, with a look of helplessness and flattery. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"What should I do?" Yang Wenqing snorted, knocked his fingers on his head, and the pain cleared the flow of pain before he felt better, looked up at the sky, it was still gray and drizzling, it seemed that it could not be sunny today, he lowered his head and saw the eye-catching Zhou Laicai, and sighed in his heart.

What else can I do now? It's deserted here, can't you still leave people behind! "What else can I do? Bring it with you! Saying that, he stepped into the carriage and squatted to the side of the carriage and twisted his nose with a look of disgust, for the time being, he would not enter the carriage again.

Zhou Laicai had already fallen in the carriage at this time, he was dirty again, and his whole body exuded a sour smell, in this small space, how could he bear it when he was asked to go in? Half of the leg was left on the outside of the carriage, and only one shoe was worn, revealing the other bare foot, which was covered in mud and looked just... Yang Wenqing resisted the urge to revolt, took a small step back, he really couldn't retreat before he stopped, looked up, Qingliu was looking at it stupidly with an oil-paper umbrella, and his face suddenly turned bad:

"Don't hurry up and get in the car and hurry!"

Qingliu saw that his son-in-law had signs of anger, so he agreed twice, took back the oil-paper umbrella, jumped on the side of the carriage and whipped the horsewhip and went on the road, the master and servant squatted on the carriage on the wheel of the carriage on the left and right, and in the middle was a pair of feet wearing half shoes, and the situation looked extremely funny.

I don't know if it's Yang Wenqing's illusion, he always feels that Qingliu this guy intentionally or unintentionally left the person's feet when he got into the car, obviously he doesn't like this kind of dirt, Yang Wenqing sneered on the side, see if you dare to save people casually in the future! At this time, he had forgotten that if he didn't have his consent, how could Qingliu dare?

The drizzle was slight, the clouds were misty, and the blue-gray carriage on the official road gradually disappeared into the fog, except for a few sound of horses' hooves, and the official road gradually returned to tranquility.

When it was time to enter the application, the carriage stopped at a post station.

As soon as he saw that the accommodation had arrived, Yang Wenqing didn't need to be greeted by Qingliu, he beat his legs that had been squatting for two hours, relaxed, and the whole person jumped out of the carriage and stood at the door of the post station, a few steps away from the carriage.

Qingliu has no temper, and he was smoked by Laicai's legs and feet that week, and he didn't blame his son-in-law for not being able to stand it, and jumped down in a panic as soon as he arrived at the place, if it wasn't for the son's fast jumping, it was estimated that the person who would jump would be himself.

Black Bean Siang's voice attracted the waiters in the post station, and two gray-clothed waiters came out of the gate of the post station, one walked towards Yang Wenqing and the other walked towards Qingliu, the attitude was not respectful, but it was not anything bad.

"The rest is up to you!" Yang Wenqing waved his hand proudly, and irresponsibly followed the footsteps of the post attendant into the door.

Qingliu's heart at this time is that regret, but it's a pity that it's too late to regret!

He jumped out of the carriage after taking the two of them's changing luggage, threw the whip to the waiter, and said, "See that man?" You drive in and feed my black beans first, remember, it has to be good forage! Then go find some liquid food and feed him," after a pause, he obviously couldn't bear it, "it's better to have porridge!" You know? He threw a minot, a tael of silver, to the waiter, who saw that there was nothing unhappy with the white silver, and nodded his head in agreement.

"Guest officer, don't worry, the small one will do it for you! Taking care of your horses will not only keep you fed, but also a good stay! That small person will also take good care of you! The waiter took the money, and his face became flattering, and his attitude became respectful, and the people became courteous, and he almost offered the clear stream.

It was not the first time Qingliu had met such a person, so he nodded and went into the door.

"Didn't the store say there was beef in sauce? Why haven't you come up yet? Yang Wenqing sat on a simple square table, with an impatient expression, and there was nothing on the table except a pot of tea and two teacups.

The waiter who had led him in earlier was now far away, at the edge of the counter.

There was a man in his fifties with a mustache standing inside the counter, he was wearing a hood, wearing a red coat, a boxy face, looking extremely honest, but his eyes were shining, and he was looking at Yang Wenqing and his party at this time.

Yang Wenqing was hugged by Zhou Wenqing's bear before, and his white clothes were also blackened a lot, and even the half-crescent-shaped jade pendant that looked extremely precious was already "pearl dust", except for a face that looked extremely pleasing to the eye, everything else was embarrassed.

The shopkeeper, that is, the Yicheng here, saw another person walking in at this time, he was busy looking at it, only looking at the dress of this person's little girl, but carrying two rattan wood weaving boxes in his hands, looking at the weight is not light, Yicheng couldn't help but squint his eyes, and when he saw that the direction he was walking was Yang Wenqing's side, the smile on his face bloomed like a flower.

He gave the waiter next to him a look, just a look, and the waiter next to him came up with a smile on his face, "Guest officer, the luggage is heavy, how about I send you to the room?" He stretched out his hands.

Qingliu heard his son-in-law yelling to eat beef in sauce when he entered the door, but these two people actually ignored it, when did his son-in-law ever be slapped like this? Ignoring the waiter, two rattan boxes were placed heavily on the table, making a loud noise.

He reflexively said, "My son-in-law said that he wanted to eat sauced beef, didn't you hear?" Do you have long eyes? Still don't have long ears? ”

"Isn't it just money? Are you afraid that we can't afford it? Qingliu was very dissatisfied, and as soon as he took it out of his arms, he slapped his big palm on the table, and a hundred taels of silver tickets printed with the red cover of Dechangsheng were slapped on the table by him.

Na Yicheng saw that the situation was wrong, and came up with a smile to apologize, "Clumsy, clumsy!" "After saying all the good things, Qingliu didn't give a good look, but Yang Wenqing made peace, and Qingliu reluctantly let them go, and sat on the chair and glared at Yang Wenqing - why do you help outsiders?

"Hehe, the guest officer wants to sauce beef, right? The blue and white wine at the small station is also good, and it is best to pair it with some other side dishes, it is better to... Yi Cheng smiled at Yang Wenqing flatteringly, he has now figured it out, this is easy to talk to as a master, but that little guy is not good, he is really afraid that he will lift his small station, so it will be a big loss, although he is more philistine, but it is reasonable to be greedy!

"Well, that's all." Yang Wenqing waved his hand indifferently, poured a cup of tea and pushed it over to Qingliu, which was regarded as his reparation.

Looking up, the post and the waiter were still standing there, the two of them stopped talking with a face, Yang Wenqing frowned, he wanted to make a big thing small, could it be that this store still wanted to make a small thing a big thing? "How?"

"Guest officer, you know at a glance that you are from other places, you may not know, we have a rule here, you must pay the bill before eating... Look at this ... Yi Cheng rubbed his hands, smiled flatteringly, and smiled so that the folds on his face were closed.

"Yes, yes, this is an order from the county magistrate." The waiter chimed in.

"Oh, I see, then pay for it." Yang Wenqing didn't care very much, seeing that their eyes were almost on the silver ticket, he chuckled, pointed to the silver ticket on the table and said, "Can you find it?" Qingliu on the opposite side glared at the two of them, and just wanted to slap the table and get up, they were kicked by his son-in-law below, so he had to sit sullenly and silently.

"You can find it, you can find it!" With a smile on his face, Yi Cheng quickly picked up the silver ticket on the table and rubbed it, looking at it carefully, it was really a silver ticket of one hundred taels, and the red cover on it dazzled his old eyes.

The waiter saw that the post man was distracted, and stabbed him several times in the back before coming back to his senses, and the two of them retreated before leaving, just to the counter and the other to the back kitchen.