The sailboat travels at night, the wind is hanging, and the moonlight ripples in the lake.

The terrain where the thieves' den is located is dangerous, easy to defend and difficult to attack, which really makes Chen Qiuniang depressed. If this is the case, she asked Chen Wenzheng to see Chai Yu before, and indirectly reported to Zhang Ci, wouldn't Zhang Ci's plan to save her be in vain? With such a terrain, even the modern regular army with advanced weapons may not be able to attack.

Moreover, if Zhang Fu had any loss because of this, she would be very unhappy.

I originally thought it was an ordinary group of robbers, but I never thought that this group of people was really not reckless. So, who exactly is the person who asked them to do it? is just Chen Wenzheng's opponent, such as the shopkeeper Liu of Jixiang Inn, who has such a great ability to invite people here?

Frustration, apprehension, and depression came along with a series of questions. Chen Qiuniang couldn't help frowning, looking at the faint and ethereal mountains in the distance.

"Seeing this lake and mountains, are you desperate?" The young man next to him suddenly asked.

Chen Qiuniang was shocked: this person can actually know what she is thinking, it seems that this person is really smart. It's no wonder that dressed as a Confucian and doesn't know kung fu at all, can make those reckless men admire and surrender.

"It's too late to appreciate such a beautiful scenery, where is the despair?" Chen Qiuniang asked crisply. The look and tone were all surprised.

The young man only smiled slightly, and then ordered a man in a short shirt and said, "Catch some fish, this is a long time away, and my stomach is hungry." ”

The man in the short shirt answered, smiled, and took the lantern to the stern. After a while, he came with a small wooden barrel. In the small wooden barrel is a fish about the length of a meal, with a wide back and a short tail. The young man only glanced at it, and then said to Chen Qiuniang: "Since you are a cook, then you can do these fish." ”

Chen Qiuniang had eaten little for lunch, and she was already hungry, so she went to the small kitchen in the cabin with the bucket man. Because it was a wooden hull, I was afraid that the fire would cause the ship to burn. Therefore, the boat used a small stove made of iron and mud, and the fire used was not firewood but charcoal. If it's charcoal, it's good to make a grilled fish. She skillfully gutted the innards, scraped the scales, washed the fish, and soaked them in salt water.

"Hey, I said that the salt is very expensive, and this is the best well salt." The man who was busy in the kitchen was very sad.

"What are you afraid of. If you treat me well, I will be able to give you the salt-making method I learned from ancient books, and it will not matter how much salt you want. Chen Qiuniang gave this first set of clothes to this group of people.

"Don't blow it, you little girl. Besides, if you know how to make salt, why don't you make your own fortune? The man scoffed.

"There is a golden house in the book. I used to be a young lady from a large family, and I was literate and hyphenated. I saw that there was a way to make salt in the book. Besides, even if I know how to make salt, what ability do I have to make salt? This is something that can only be done with manpower, material and financial resources. While talking to this person, Chen Qiuniang rummaged the fish in the salt water and patted it gently with chopsticks.

"This too. However, you can give your plan to the government, and you will be rewarded. The man mentioned yì again.

Chen Qiuniang said "heh" and said: "My adoptive mother was forced to commit suicide by Song Jun, but I remember it clearly. Now that the northerners are in power, the yamen is all sitting in the northerners. ”

"Northerners of dog days." The man spat fiercely, and also said that his family was in the suburbs of Chengdu Prefecture before, and his family was well-off, but it was also because of the military disaster. His little sister committed suicide with humiliation and hatred, his parents and younger brother were slaughtered, and his family property was robbed. He was able to escape by collecting his debts in the mountains of Meizhou.

Chen Qiuniang was also worried when she heard this, comforting this strange man to live well, marrying a wife and having children, is the greatest reward to her family. The man politely praised Chen Qiuniang for being a good girl.

Chen Qiuniang smiled, beat the fish all over the body, smeared some sesame oil, and then beat it again, and then skewered it on the charcoal and roasted. The most feared thing about grilled fish is that the heat is not in place. Without saying a word, she focused on flipping the fish and grilling it until it was fragrant.

The young man had already ordered someone to prepare a table and stool at the bow of the ship and warm the rice wine. Chen Qiuniang brought grilled fish and grilled steamed bun slices over, he didn't glance at them, just said, "Sit down and fill your stomach." Now it is late, and the people on the mountain have gone to bed early, and even if they go up the mountain, they have nothing to eat. ”

Chen Qiuniang didn't answer, just sat down and ate grilled fish and steamed bread slices. Originally, I wanted to drink a small half cup of rice wine to warm my stomach, but this rice wine is not very fine, and the sealing time is not enough, and it is very rough. So, she took a sip and stopped drinking.

"Doesn't it taste good?" The teenager asked.

Chen Qiuniang nodded and said, "Well, this wine is a little rougher, and the sealing time is not enough." ”

"You've drunk better?" The boy's tone was sarcastic.

"I was fortunate enough to drink a kind of rice wine, which was mellow in the mouth, and it was simply the best in the world. It's a pity that I haven't learned how to brew yet—" Chen Qiuniang said slowly.

On the moonlit lake, she drank rice wine and remembered the kind of rice wine in the thousand-year-old wine cellar in the Qinling Mountains. At that time, she was lucky enough to taste it overseas, and it was simply a delicacy in the world. Otherwise, she wouldn't have come back to China. It's just a pity that she hasn't had time to study it properly, and she has been dead for thousands of years.

"Aren't you a chef? How not to learn? I think your fish is delicious. The boy seemed to have drunk some rice wine, his face was slightly red, and his speech was softer.

"I didn't have time." Chen Qiuniang replied.

"Why didn't you have time?" The boy was a little digging into the roots.

"The things of the world, I think the days are still long, but it is always too late." Chen Qiuniang replied with some feelings, and suddenly thought of the past that belonged to Jiang Yun, there were too many moments, and they thought that the days were still long, but they didn't know that the accident was in the next second.

"It's old-fashioned, like the old man in our second house." The boy flattened his mouth and continued to eat fish.

Chen Qiuniang didn't say anything anymore, looked at the rice wine rippling with moonlight in front of her, and recalled the taste of rice wine in the thousand-year-old wine cellar in her previous life alone, only to feel that her saliva was about to flow out.

I don't know who made it with what method, maybe it's the owner of the jade ring. She remembered the jade ring, and the words on it were as thin as mosquitoes' feet: "cloud" seemed to be her handwriting, but the word "Zhaoren" seemed to be from the hand of a heroic man. Just looking at those two words, there is a heroic and extraordinary atmosphere.

I don't know what the identity of the owner of the wine cellar is, how can he be in that wilderness. Did he escape into the mountains?

Chen Qiuniang thought to herself, but saw that the boat turned again, crossed a mountain road, turned a few intersections, and finally stopped at the flat place of a mountain.

The young man urged Chen Qiuniang to get off the boat, and there were already people waiting on the ferry, and when he saw them coming, he lit a torch and led the way up the mountain.

The trail is winding, lined with dense woods and thorns. Chen Qiuniang's feet hurt when she walked, and she was almost at the top of the mountain in front of her, but she passed through a cave and walked down the mountain. The road was full of strange rocks, and when we reached the bottom of the mountain, we crossed a river and went up the mountain again. After walking for a while, I reached the flat place halfway up the mountain. There is a memorial arch there, and the three words "Feiyun Village" are written on it.

"Shut this girl up in the Westinghouse, so that she can be guarded. Also, no one is allowed to talk to her. The boy commanded his men, but without looking back, he walked to a pavilion.

Chen Qiuniang pursed her lips and didn't say much, but went to the west room with the people. This west side room is not bad, at least it doesn't look like a prison cell. The neat and clean bed, Chen Qiuniang was very tired, so she didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, and slept beautifully.

The next day, Chen Qiuniang woke up in the barking of a dog. At that time, the sun was already in full bloom, and the paper from the windows was shining brightly. She thought about the terrain she had seen last night, and if there was such daylight, it would be noon.

She rolled over and got out of bed, pushed the door open, and as a prisoner, her door was unlocked, which was really surprising. However, she thought about it: there was nothing strange about it, such a place would have to starve to death and freeze to death even if it was not eaten by wild beasts. Unless someone is stupid* to think about running away.

"Girl, wake up, this dressing appliance has already been prepared for you." A fat woman came running with a dustpan.

"Oh, there's an old lady." Chen Qiuniang saluted the fat woman and took the dustpan.

The fat woman said happily to go and fetch her water. Chen Qiuniang did not refuse, and returned to the room with a dustpan. In addition to combs and grates, there are also handkerchiefs for washing your face and quilts for gargling and drinking. There was also a clean set of little girl's clothes.

Chen Qiuniang didn't know how to comb her hair, so she only combed a ponytail and wore that women's dress. Because the little dress on her body is so dirty. The fat woman fetched water, and she finished grooming. The woman said that the big boss invited Chen Qiuniang to come over.

Chen Qiuniang was shocked, didn't she come with soy sauce? Why does the big boss of this cottage still want to see her. Her heart was full of doubts, and she had doubts about the identity of the person who secretly called Feiyunzhai to kidnap her.

Is it that person?

Chen Qiuniang analyzed all the way, and arrived at the Juyi Hall in Feiyun Village without walking a few steps, and the Juyi Hall was no different from the mountain bandit meeting hall. Now, there are only two people in this hall, one is a Confucian boy, and the other is a young man in his twenties, wearing a black suit, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a pair of red phoenix eyes are very majestic.

"That's the big boss and the third boss, you go to pay a visit, the old woman has retreated." The fat woman whispered this in Chen Qiuniang's ear and retreated.

Chen Qiuniang stood still at the door and arched her hand: "Qiuniang meets the big boss of Feiyun Village, the third master." ”

"Come in." The man spoke, and although it was a Shu accent, his voice was extremely clean.

Chen Qiuniang walked to the hall and stood still, but the man looked at her carefully, frowned, and asked inexplicably for a long time: "Who are you?" ”RS