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One month and twenty-three days, they finally walked out of this endless desert. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Looking back, it's really a "poor desert bird doesn't fly, and thousands of mountains are still lazy"!

In front of us, there is still a lot of danger.

In front, there is a small village, shaded by green trees, adobe thatched roofs, and sparse few households, which are the kind of Han family.

What's even better is that there is a small inn at the head of the village, and a not too big apricot wine flag is fluttering in the wind, with three fist-sized words written on it.

Far away.

"Pine-Mountain-Pavilion!"

Xiao Yixin read the words on the wine flag word by word, and his voice was quite loud and full of excitement.

"It's a pavilion."

Li Shantong introduced, also in a relaxed tone.

Finally, I finally found a place where people lived, and tonight will be the first time in nearly two months that I will be able to sleep like a human.

"Guests, please, our store does not owe credit, do not open the mouth-"

A young man stood under the wine flag, pulling a long voice, squinting, pouting disdainfully, looking like a man who could be reasoned with or not, as thin as a root.

The two in front of me, one old and one young, are clearly two people who haven't had a meal for several days, unkempt, ragged, and sour all over, and can smoke flies straight up.

This door is open to money, so don't go in.

For a while, the master and apprentice were stunned, and they didn't know what to do, they were indeed a little ashamed.

Inside the pavilion.

"Here, is that enough?"

A large ingot of snowflake silver slapped slowly on the counter, rolled haughtily, and got into the arms of the shopkeeper, who was so fat that it was difficult for a cat's waist.

The fat shopkeeper hurriedly looked up, a young man, smiling, belonging to the kind of demeanor, a handsome guy.

"Enough, enough! Please go to the room! Please take a seat! ”

Money grubber.

The young man immediately became a different person, or a little pug that turned from a man into a dog, wagging his tail and begging for mercy.

"Distinguished guests—"

A vigorous shout.

Suddenly, every purlin in the entire inn seemed to be beaten with chicken blood, and they became excited, cleaning the room, preparing wine and food, and being very busy.

A large dining table was placed in a large private room, and only the young man sat with many dishes in front of him, seven plates, eight large bowls.

Empty!

Doesn't that feel weird?

The cook and the fellows, who had nothing to do, looked in with their heads squeezed to see how the young man had managed to digest such a large table.

"Could it be that this young man is a big-bellied man?"

"Could it be that this young man was born by a starving ghost?"

"Such a good dish, such a good wine, it is better to have a little left, the more leftovers, the better......"

There were a few idle young men who were even more imaginative, secretly swallowing their saliva.

They never expected that the next scene would be even more bizarre. A big private room, a big dining table, full of delicious food, seven plates and eight bowls, only one young "handsome pot" sitting at the table, this is too corrupt, this is too eye-catching, this is too not to follow the "mass line", maybe who is the little one who is showing off his wealth, another "rich second generation" or "official second generation".

Look!

It's enough to be on the "headlines", it's still the kind of "front-page headlines" that Wang someone dreams of.

Just when those idle little guys were using their rich imagination and secretly swallowing their saliva, a more bizarre and "headlined" event happened-

There are twenty-eight dishes, and the young man has to run his legs thin when serving the dishes, but the "handsome pot" just moved the chopsticks like a little water on each dish, only moving the tip of the dish, some still have to put it in their mouths and taste it, and some just use the tips of the chopsticks to point a little.

As for the jug of wine, he put it to his nose and sniffed it, and then gently put it back on the table.

Moreover, the small score is placed, and the chopsticks provided in the hotel are not even seen, but the chopsticks that come with them are very exquisite, inlaid with gold and silver carved white jade, and the best mutton fat jade.

Twenty-eight dishes, twenty-eight chopsticks moved, no more, no less, just right.

And then, unexpectedly, left the table, actually!

This is simply, absolutely, this is not actively participating in the "CD" action!

"Bad, bad, the shopkeeper will definitely fire me!"

The cook secretly complained in his heart, afraid that he would not be able to mix it anymore, and he had just replaced the good ingredients with the bad ones last night, and secretly brought them home.

"Okay, good, this time you can eat a fragrant meal and drink a pot of spicy food."

The young man who ran the hall called a beauty in his heart, as if the wine and meat on the big table had been brought to his mouth, and he was about to eat it.

"Alas, the world is hot and cold, and a full man doesn't know a hungry man!"

Of course, the one who has such thoughts is the child Yelu Yixin who is still hungry.

At this moment, in this situation, he and the master are squatting under the wall outside the store in a daze, listening to the movement inside, smelling the fragrance inside, and the alarm clock for dinner in his stomach.

A handsome figure stepped out of the door, stopped, and bowed his head.

"Let's go in, the room is set for you, the wine and food are also set, wash and eat, rest, I'm leaving."

Smiling, as if he was talking and laughing at two people who are very familiar with him, saying hello, I have a treat today.

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

The "handsome pot" suddenly stood in front of him, and suddenly said such a thing, and he really couldn't react for a while, so that the master and apprentice both opened their mouths in shock, and they couldn't close their mouths for a long time.

"Ah, that, thank you......"

It took a long time for this head to turn a corner, and Li Shantong was incoherent.

"There will be a date later!"

Turning his head and smiling, his eyes and teeth bright.

Dressed in a black shirt and a pair of white boots, he floated away.

One old and one young, looking at the distant back, started to stay stunned again, and the two wooden chickens, one big and one small, straightened their necks, stared, and couldn't blink.

"Then ...... Please! ”

The little guy who was as thin as a stick shouted at the throat of the male duck, the first half of the words were mixed with disdain and mockery, and when he said the second half of the words, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and then replaced with enthusiasm mixed with stammering, which was much more profitable than serving food, and it was too late to speak, and it was called a fast.

"Hmm!"

"Phew!"

Li Shantong snorted without raising his head and not opening his eyes, and Yelu Yixin followed behind, also without raising his head and not opening his eyes, and spat on the ground while no one was paying attention, fiercely.

"Ah, that, excuse me, can you please go to the upper room to wash and then eat, the hot water has been sent to the room, and we can also make the dishes hot again, hot again."

Although the little guy who looks like Bagen is indeed a little unauthentic in terms of character, this sentence is really authentic, personal hygiene, you still have to pay attention to the drop, or you have to pay attention to the drop.

The master and apprentice didn't say anything, they acquiesced, and obediently followed the young man to the backyard.