Wang Wuyu propped up the new boat he had just bought for half a year, docked at the pier by the wooden bridge, and shouted at a big house in the west that kept "boxing": "Little millet, come to pick up the fish." ”

"Huh! Here it comes. A young man who was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with big eyes and fine eyebrows, ran out: "Uncle Wuyu, how is today's harvest?" ”

Wang Wuyu brought a few fish baskets from the boat to the shore and said as he worked, "It's okay." Today, a large school of fish was caught under the net at the mouth of Hejunkou. ”

He stopped and rubbed his hands that were a little numb from the cold, "Today, I still heard something over there, and I don't know if it's true?" Have you heard the Son of the World say that? ”

"What's the matter?" Xiao Xiaozi replied casually while inspecting the fish in the basket.

"Today, I heard from the people gathered by Mao Xiju that Shunyang is going to become a fief of a prince."

"Seal it, seal it, anyway, it's none of our people's business......" Xiao Xiaozi shook his hand, "What?" Shunyang became the fief of the prince? Sunyang County? That...... So what should we do? ”

"Not really! This Nanxiang Danyin Pavilion is General Zheng's fiefdom. How can the emperor say that he will change it? Wang Wuyu was very anxious, "In the past few years, thanks to the presence of the son, our villagers have lived a comfortable life. The emperor said that he would change it, and the prince was gone, what should we do? ”

"Isn't your Wang Qian the third chief of the Tiger Guard Battalion? Let him follow the son of the world to do it well, whatever he wants! Little Millet said absent-mindedly.

"Of course I'm not worried about Kenko. That is, alas! Wang Wuyu sighed, "If the prince leaves, who will buy the fish of our fishermen at such a high price as the prince!" ”

Wang Wuyu stomped his feet, "It's only been two or three years, and Wang Wuyu has set up such a new boat." ”

"The emperor has made a decision, and no one can change it." Little Corn whispered.

Wang Wuyu sighed and left the boat.

Xiao Suzi eased up and began to greet people: "Uncle Sun, Uncle Wang, today's fish has arrived." ”

A few middle-aged men ran out of the big room, and they looked at the fish basket at the foot of the little millet, "Heh, today's harvest is good!" One of the people at the head looked down, "Little millet, do you have a fancy?" ”

"Leave that one to me!" Xiao Suzi pointed to a crucian carp nearly a foot long in the fish basket in front of him, "Shizi just came back, and Sister Fuyuba said that if he wants to eat crucian carp soup, let's use it!" ”

"Good. I'll put this fish up for you. He picked up the basket and walked back.

Xiao Suzi looked at the river blankly, the prince is leaving, what about him? Do you want to follow along? However, his home is on the other side of the Danjiang River. If he wants to leave, it means that he is even more distant from his family.

Suddenly, he felt a chill. I looked up in amazement and saw a trace of snow, "It's snowing!" ”

Little Millet walked back to the big room. It's a big house, and it's a fiery scene on one side, and even in the winter season, you still don't feel a little cool. Nearly 20 people, large and small, are busy in their respective posts, chopping vegetables, adding fire and firewood, and cooking soup, stir-frying, and stewing meat, busy and orderly.

"Little millet! Don't stand stupidly. A young man who looked a few years older than him stood in front of him, "It's not even four quarters, the prince has returned, and he will have dinner in a moment." Where's your soup? ”

"I'll start doing it right away." The little millet came back to his senses and began to skillfully scrape the scales and cut the fish.

Just when he was busy. After hearing the sound of "dang-", there was a chaotic buzz from the south. Then, they got busier here.

The chubby young man who reprimanded him just now kept issuing new orders: "Hurry up, close our gates, and don't let the Tiger Guard Camp sneak in." ”

"The window for food is open, Aunt Li, you are ready to put food."

The so-called food windows are the eight small windows left between the two parts of this "cafeteria". In each small window, there are people on their side serving food to the Tiger Guard Camp guards on the other side.

There was a lot of noise at the dinner window, and the little millet was already immune to this noise. He disposed of the fish and began to prepare the final work before boiling the fish.

It's snowing today, and it's getting cooler, so let's have more dogwood! Xiao Xiaozi skillfully lit the fire while thinking, added oil to the pot, shook the iron spoon with various ingredients and condiments into the oil pot, and the sound of "snort-" sounded, in his opinion, this is the most beautiful note in the world. Two seconds later, he took out the food from the pot with a spoon, poured it on the processed fish in another stove pot, added water, and made a fire to cook the fish.

At this time, hundreds of trained guards of the Tiger Guard Battalion lined up in eight columns, standing in front of the window, waiting for the meal to be served. They were not very old, the oldest was no more than fourteen or fifteen years old, and the youngest was less than ten years old, but they could stand in front of the window in an orderly manner.

On the other side, there are hundreds of wooden tables and chairs. The guards of the Tiger Guard Battalion served their meals, gathered together with their acquaintances and began to eat.

The smell of rice always wafted in the air, and Xiao Xiaozi smelled the smell of fish on his stove, and hurriedly took the pot to the stove, "It's a little too much." He was a little distressed and whispered, "What do you think?" Distracted again. ”

He poured the fish soup into the prepared jar and breathed a sigh of relief, "Master Cai, the soup is ready." ”

The young man, who had been busy giving orders, turned his head and glanced at him, "It's almost time, you can send it to the prince." ”

Little Millet nodded, put the jar and some other food into the food box, and walked out of the cafeteria.

At this time, there were already many energetic guards on the playground who began to practice in the evening.

"This herd of livestock." Xiao Xiaozi thought that the Tiger Guard Camp had been training from morning to evening all day, except for cultural classes with one hour in the morning and one hour in the afternoon. He sometimes thinks those people are stupid.

Later, he also heard the guards say during the meal: Those cooks are so stupid that they keep cutting vegetables all day long.

Only then did the little millet understand that in fact, none of them were stupid. However, in the eyes of others, it can be stupid.

He walked across the wooden bridge, along the avenue by the river, and walked into the small courtyard under the fine grains of snow that were still drifting.

A good-looking little girl who was two or three years older than him greeted her: "Little millet, is the meal ready?" ”

"Sister Fuyuba, the fish soup that the prince wants." Little Millet carried the food box and said.

"Take it in." Winter leaves have changed a lot compared to a few years ago, mainly because the girl has grown taller in the past two years, showing a more slender and graceful figure.

"Okay." Xiao Xiaozi replied in a whisper, and walked into the East Restaurant with a slight red face.

The look of the East Restaurant is exactly the same as it was three years ago. At this time, Zheng Sheng and a few people sat around the table, talking about something.

The little millet came in with a food box, and everyone immediately turned their heads to look at him.

"The little millet is here. Fish soup today, right? ”

"Chef Su's fish soup, bring it out."

Xiao Xiaozi smiled and put the food box on the table, and began to bring out dishes of food.

Zheng Sheng sat in his seat, pondering something.

In the past two years, Zheng Sheng has grown taller, and coupled with his diligent martial arts, his body looks much stronger.

At this time, an old man also walked in: "It's all back, what are you still sitting for?" Go to the kitchenette and get your own food. ”

"Yes, Bubo, let's go!" The men were scared of the old man and slipped out of the restaurant.

"Bubo." Zheng Sheng stood up and saluted.

"How?" Bu Bo sat down, "You seem to be a little worried. ”

Zheng Sheng smiled: "On the way back today, I heard a news that Shunyang was going to be sealed to a prince." ”

Xiao Suzi's hand trembled, has the world heard the news? It seems to be true.

"Really?" Bu Bo turned his head to look at Xiao Xiaozi, "You also heard?" ”

"I heard what Uncle Wuyu said." Little Millet lowered his head and said.

"It looks like a lot of people are aware of this." Zheng Sheng frowned, thoughtful.

"Today is steamed bread." The person who had just run out came back, and he shouted excitedly, holding a basket of white food in his hand, wasn't it steamed buns?

A few people who followed behind were also carrying various kinds of food.

They sat down, and the crowd began to eat.

Xiao Xiaozi is also one of them, but he eats the sweetest white steamed buns in the past, but he eats them like chewing wheat bran.

After eating, Xiao Xiaozi looked depressed and went back to the big kitchen.

Bubola Zheng Sheng got up: "I haven't moved my muscles and bones for more than two months, come and come, and accompany the old man to practice." ”

When the others heard this, they immediately fled the scene.

Zheng Sheng smiled bitterly: "Uncle Bu, it's winter again, you haven't been in good health recently, so don't do it." ”

Bu Bo didn't stop, pulled Zheng Sheng to the courtyard, and then turned around and punched.

Zheng Sheng bent down to dodge and counterattacked with his elbow.

Bu Bo pressed Zheng Sheng's elbow with his left hand: "Which one is the King of Shunyang that you have heard of?" As he spoke, he hit Zheng Sheng's face with his right hand and punch.

Zheng Sheng retreated to dodge, "I don't know." ”

Bu Bo followed Zheng Sheng's steps closely, and put his left hand on Zheng Sheng's shoulder, "Xiao Suzi is not in the right state today, he wants to leave Shunyang, right?" ”

Zheng Sheng shrugged his shoulders and lifted his hand, and his body moved sideways to dodge, "It should be, the crucian carp soup was made a little too much today." He must have wandered again when he was making the soup. ”

"You have to be careful." Bu Bo suddenly made a quick move, "If everyone in the family has heard about this, it proves that the rumor has spread throughout Shunyang." ”

Zheng Sheng didn't have time to speak anymore, his hasty hands blocked his face, resisting Bubo's merciless violent punches. Immediately afterwards, he immediately pounced forward to avoid Bubo's flying kick. But Bu Bo's next attack, Zheng Sheng could only wait for an opportunity to escape Bu Bo's attack range while waiting for an opportunity.

Zheng Sheng lamented that after three years, he has made this progress - he can resist Bu Bo for nearly ten rounds.

Zheng Sheng's standard for practicing martial arts now is: the number of rounds that can resist Bu Bo.

It was snowing lightly, and Zheng Sheng was panting heavily on the bluestone ground, feeling the coolness of the little snowflakes falling on his face. Zheng Shengyu's mood was much lighter.

"Get up!" Bu Bo was in a good mood, "Go to the medicinal bath again, so as not to leave dark wounds on your body." ”

Zheng Sheng let out a "hey", slowly got up, and then took a deep breath of cold snowflakes, looking at the flying snow in the sky.

Ruixue is a mega year, but what is this snow, this strange rumor, and the omen?