Baisha City, which has been clean for a year, opened its doors again to welcome guests.

When the first rays of sunlight in the early morning shine in, the entire Hanhuangzhai is illuminated brightly, illuminating the rows of simple and heavy tables and chairs, the simple screens, the gilt copper lamps, the honest middle-aged man and a demure woman.

Changping Lane, there has been no change due to the opening of Hanhuangzhai, it is still so quiet and quiet, just like the past years.

From morning, to noon, and then to the afternoon, no one came in Hanhuangzhai, and it was completely different from the imaginary liveliness, only the honest middle-aged man and woman were still busy, preparing something.

On the tables, there were notched and somewhat old dishes and chopsticks, and pots of green plants were also placed by the woman by the window and under the curtain; The tables and chairs were polished, and a shiny black spittoon was carefully placed at each table......

The sun finally sank, with a dim yellow light, shining on the plaque containing Huang Zhai, shining brightly on the peeling yellow characters.

At this time, a guest finally came to the door.

These people came in groups of threes and twos, on foot. Some people are dressed in leather shoes, some people are plain clothes and shoes, some people have high temperament, some people bow their heads and are obscene, some young people are only seven or eight years old, and some old people have shown the state of dragon bells, or they dress up as writers, or carry bird cages, or hold a pipe hanging bag, swallowing clouds and spitting fog......

Looking at this group of people, in addition to being a little more glamorous, it is actually shining with this ancient street and this food and fast, without the slightest abruptness.

Under such a clear yellow light, a person entered Hanhuang Zhai, as if he had already rehearsed, sat down, and chatted from all over the world.

All of a sudden, the whole fasting was lively.

An old man carried a birdcage and went into the fast, and hung the birdcage under the window eaves, but he did not sit down, and continued to walk inside.

"Shi Lao'er-Shi Lao'er!" On the old man's pale face, a pair of eyes were still bright, looking left and right, his voice was loud, and he shouted.

The woman was under the windowsill, tending to the last pot of flowers. This is a pot of unscented orchids - broad leaves, elegant; butterfly-shaped petals, delicate; Quiet and fragranceless, like this silent woman.

"Lan girl, I'm fiddling with your pot of flowers again!" The loud old man had a rare calm face, lowered his voice, and said with kindness, "Where is Old Shi'er?" ”

The woman waved her hand, made a few gestures, and did not speak.

"Not there? This old thing is getting worse and worse. ”

At this time, the honest middle-aged man who could hear the voice walked out. He was wearing a black leather apron, and when he saw the old man, he rubbed his wet hands and said with a smile: "Uncle Chen, my master is not here today." ”

"No more? So what does my old man eat?! Could it be that this little thing of yours has already left the school? The old man frowned, looking at the middle-aged man, his face full of suspicion.

"At such an age, where else can you run? Didn't that old crab dig a nest and get into it himself! ”

The middle-aged man scratched his head, smiled embarrassedly, and said, "The old man said, from today on, let me go to the stove." ”

"Master said, he went to the mountains to retire!"

"Hey! That old thing, can you give up that cage of hairy feet? The old man didn't believe what the middle-aged man said about pension, "You tell me honestly that the old man, your master is really pensioning?" Did you find something good? ”

"This ......" The middle-aged man scratched his head again, not knowing what to say. His master has commanded him to never reveal his whereabouts in front of this Uncle Chen.

"Cheng, I can find out if you don't say it......"

……

Deep in the mountains, cave sky.

On the edge of the peach forest not far from Zhou Yi's house, a canal slowly overflowed, and an old house had already been renewed, with a door number and a book "Comfort Nest".

It's not called "Han Huang Zhai", Shi Tuan'er's last wish in this life has been fulfilled, and he is willing to guard this crab and raise it in peace.

He is old, especially when he is making crabs, he is engrossed every time, and he consumes a lot of physical strength and spirit, which has become a burden on his body; His energy is no longer enough to support him to open another Hanhuangzhai.

Simply, Zhou Yi never thought about making any money from these crabs, and his original idea was to leave this crab master to satisfy his appetite. From this point of view, his purpose has been achieved.

Of course, he is not the only one who can satisfy his appetite, but also the friends of Shi Tuan'er who came from afar, almost all of them are old men who are over the age of old, and there are a few middle-aged people.

The good crab that Shi Tuan'er found naturally has to be shared with others, otherwise, what does the chef mean? Zhou Yi is a good sharer, but Shi Tuaner needs more people who understand taste to listen to his performance and taste the taste in his heart; Similarly, the Zhang family, father and son, who have eaten Shi Tuan'er's new crab flavor, also consciously advertise - or rather, it is not an advertisement, but a desire to share it with others after getting good things.

Soon, Shi Tuan'er's greedy old friends came to the door.

also came to the door, as well as the old man called "Uncle Chen" who went to Hanhuang Zhai to find the old man Shi before.

"What are you doing here!" As soon as Shi Tuan'er saw Old Man Chen, he immediately blew his beard and glared, his face full of disdain.

"Old friend, come and see you! How is it that you are hospitality? Old man Chen raised his head, walked like a tiger, and exposed the hooked nose, and his face with age spots still showed extraordinary momentum.

Old man Chen didn't need Shi Tuan'er to greet him, he walked into the house and went directly to the kitchen.

By the time Shi Tuan'er reacted, Old Man Chen had already entered the kitchen, lifted the bamboo cage containing the crabs, and looked at the crabs that were placed separately in the bamboo cages; Looking at the vicious appearance of those big crabs with blue and purple glow shells, teeth and claws, a smile really crawled on their faces.

"I'll just say, why did you, an old crab, go to this mountain to retire, are you going to make a nest and wait for death? So there's a good guy here! Old man Chen looked proud, holding a grass stalk that had been broken out of nowhere, teasing the crabs in the cage.

These crabs, far more cunning and sensitive than they showed in the cage, far more cunning and sensitive than he imagined, and the slightly clumsy crabs that began to be teased by him, suddenly their eyes bulged, and they saw the right time, and the big claws stretched out at a speed far beyond the ordinary three or five times, only to hear a soft sound, like a metal collision, when the old man Chen looked again, I don't know when, the grass stem was actually clamped off by a clip, and the big crab waved the big claw, showing off its might.

"Good guys!"

At this time, the last fishy breath on the steamer was rising, and a cage of crabs had been steamed.

Old man Chen's eyes were quick, and he didn't care about the heat, grabbed a crab and ran out, and when Old Man Shi chased after him, where could he still see Old Man Chen's figure?

When Chen Lao'er walked to the river, someone had already set up a reclining chair for him, an umbrella cloth to block the wind and the sun, put melons and fruits and other things, and greeted him respectfully.

At this time, he is like a different person, he is by no means the arrogant and unreasonable old man, and every move carries the momentum of a superior. A few black-clothed men next to him, wolf Gu Iris, his eyes pierced the people around him like needles, and the people avoided them from afar.

Old man Chen ignored these people.

He neatly took out a piece of equipment inlaid with gold and jade from a box placed on the table, and skillfully untied the crabs on the plate, and in a short time, a whole crab had entered his mouth......

"The old crab is really an old crab, and this crab kung fu is not comparable to me in my life."

"You old man, if you want to eat crabs, where can you use your own hands?" A woman next to her said cautiously.

Old Man Chen thought about it, shook his head again, and then smiled again, "What you said is also true, although my skill in making crabs is far inferior to that old crab, but ......"

……

Shi Tuan'er saw that Old Man Chen was holding a steamed crab and disappeared, he was immediately angry, the more he thought about it, the more wrong it became, his face changed a few times, and he went straight to Zhou Yi's house.

"Grandpa Shi, why did you come here?"

"You kid, you said it yourself, did you give me all the crabs and only give me one person to do?"

Zhou Yi looked at Shi Tuan'er running over so coldly, hard, hurriedly, and angrily, as if Xingshi was asking for a crime, and he didn't know what was going on, so he replied casually: "Yes." Otherwise, who still has your craft? ”

"Good! Good! I knew you kid was authentic! Shi Tuan'er seemed relieved when she heard Zhou Yi's assurance, "Come over at night, your grandfather Shi has something good for you to eat." I have a lot of skills in making crabs, and I can't eat enough for you in your life! "He seemed to be guaranteeing something.

Shi Tuan'er spoke, turned around and prepared to go back, just walked downstairs, turned around, looked at Zhou Yi's eyes, and asked very seriously: "If someone buys your crabs at a high price, will you sell them?" ”

As soon as Zhou Yi heard him say this, he probably knew what he was nervous about, and said with a smile: "Don't worry!" I'm not a big fan of money, just enough for it! Since I promised to make crabs for you, I won't sell them to anyone else. ”

"Well, you're a good boy, unlike some people, you're black-hearted!" Old man Shi's complexion eased, but he didn't know what he remembered, and he was still indignant, "Good boy, you are still young, don't go down the wrong path." When doing business with people outside, you must mention a million hearts, don't be sold by some people and help others count the money......"

Zhou Yi looked at Old Man Shi's expression and thought to himself, didn't he be "sold" when he was young, and he helped him count the money, right?

This is the end of a conversation.

Of course, Old Man Shi's hospitality is not something to run.

And the old man Chen, as when he came, quietly left.

Zhou Yi didn't know that when Old Man Chen arrived in Baisha, his information, Dongtian's information, and even the relevant information of Dongtian grapes were all on the desk of the old man surnamed Chen.

Old man Shi didn't know that his "black-hearted" and thick-skinned "old friend" once sold him and asked him to help count the money, but he couldn't give birth to hatred and could only bury his anger in his heart......

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As for the "crab", it is time to return to the grapes and wines.