When Wu Lao and his entourage came to the inn, the sun was still hanging on the top of the west mountain.

Chuantao sorted out the herbs, and some of the ones that should be dried were hung under the eaves at the east end of the inn to cool. In the evening, the medicine for the cure was made into a ball, and it was sent to the kitchen, where it was handed to the shopkeeper, who asked him to make a medicinal soup after dinner.

Chuantao saw the shopkeeper helping to cook in the kitchen, but he didn't intervene. When I returned to the room, I saw Huangshi Dao and Wu Lao chatting happily.

"If you want to grow tea, you'll have to wait until autumn when the fruit is ripe." Huangshi Daoist said.

"I didn't say I'd get it tomorrow. Just wait, I'm afraid you can't afford to support me as an old man, I want to drink every day. ”

"As long as you are idle, what am I afraid of? I'll get the ingredients for you to cook, there are delicacies from the mountains and seas every day, that's the day of the gods. ”

"You just want to eat, I live until you don't live in vain, and you have to truthfully teach the skills of growing tea and making tea to my apprentices. I have seen it on his mountain, if it is planted in patches, it will definitely produce first-class good tea, and it will become my wish, and it depends on your dedication. ”

"It's not a problem in the first place, and it's also my blessing that my skills can be passed on."

"Then it's settled. After three days in this pan, it is estimated that the boss's illness will have begun to bear fruit. As soon as we get up, we will go to your Zhuangzi. ”

"Of course, your own broken house by the lake has burned down, and if you don't live with me, what else can you do?"

"Anyway, your place is big, it's better to have two more people, so I won't run elsewhere."

……

Chuantao was confused when he heard it, what tea, what skills, and what wishes, Chuantao really couldn't get in touch. It's hard to interject, so I have to let it go.

The shopkeeper ran in and said to the three of us: "Three guest officers, please go to the side room for some food, I specially got some dishes today, although the craftsmanship is not good, it is also a heart." ”

Huangshi Daoren, Wu Lao in front, Chuan Tao followed behind to the side room, the table was full of chicken, duck and fish, and some local side dishes, especially a large jar of wine on the table, very rich.

Wu Lao asked: "The boss didn't go out, where did he get so many dishes?" ”

The shopkeeper said: "In this town, I am also an old resident, and I still have a lot of relatives and friends. Some of them I got from my relatives' houses, and some of them were bought from my neighbors. My husband is so gracious to me, how can I be lazy? ”

"The owner was polite. In fact, we are also fellow villagers, I am the Hukou people's clan, but the family road is declining, there is no place to stand, only to go down the world, the four seas for home. ”

"Oh, that's all the more hospitable. Wu Laolang has superb Chinese medicine skills, treats diseases and saves people, he is really a living immortal, I dare not be disrespectful. ”

"You're welcome. Since we have already prepared, we might as well be respectful. ”

"That's, that's. Come, let me start with a glass to you. Please~~" The shopkeeper was arrogant and drank it all.

Only Chuantao took a small bite on the table.

After all, he is still a young man, and it is better to drink casually, so no one will persuade Chuantao anymore.

This meal was only eaten until it was completely dark.

The wine was already strong, and the two old men washed their heads and faces and fell asleep.

Chuan Tao accompanied the shopkeeper to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and boiled the herbs into medicinal soup before going to the back room with the shopkeeper to see the patient.

By the light of the oil lamp, Chuan Tao saw that the proprietress had opened her eyes and was lying on the bed blankly. Then he asked, "How does the proprietress feel?" ”

"Everything else is fine, but my chest is tight, I don't want to eat, and I'm tired." The proprietress whispered.

"It's fine. Drink the soup I made, eat something with thin soup, and in two days you will be able to get up and move. Chuantao said.

"You masters and apprentices should be grateful for saving me. When I can get out of bed, I will make a good meal for Mr. Langzhong. ”

"The proprietress recuperated with peace of mind, although she could get out of bed for three or two days, she couldn't be tired. Please also take care. Chuantao declined the kindness.

Chuantao motioned to the shopkeeper to feed the proprietress medicine, and went back to sleep.

And so it went on for two days. The proprietress had already gotten up and walked around, and although her face was still pale, she was much better. In the past two days, Chuan Tao and Wu Lao picked some herbs and added them to the medicinal soup, and prepared a few packets of herbs, wrapped them and put them in the house.

Wu Lao said to the shopkeeper: "It is not a matter of three or five days for your woman's illness to be cured, and it will take ten days for him to work." But it's no longer a big deal. As long as you finish taking these herb decoctions, you will be cured. ”

"Thank you, Mr. for the rescue, just open your mouth, and I will give it all." Said the shopkeeper.

"The shopkeeper doesn't need to care, we've been harassing the store a lot in the past two days, and you've done your best. In this way, we don't pay for the house, and you don't pay for the rash, how about we settle the bill? Wu Lao saw that the two of them were not well-off, and he had the intention of making a friend, and he didn't want to embarrass him.

"How dare I be such a big favor?" The shopkeeper was ashamed.

"There's nothing to dare to do, I, Wu, have been alone in the rivers and lakes for many years, and I have received countless graces, and I have taken these things lightly. It's a good acquaintance, and then it's good to come to the house to give it a convenience. Wu Lao resigned.

"Sir come again, and treat yourself well. In Xialinfang, where the ancestral home is, Mr. and his friends must come to Guniu Town again, and they must come to my store to settle down, so that I can enjoy the friendship of the landlord. ”

"Definitely, definitely."

After bidding farewell to Lin Fang and taking the horses, Wu Lao and Chuan Tao followed the Huangshi Daoist to his residence.

This road does not take the official road, the color of the road, the horse can only barely pass. Bypassing the Guniu Ridge and passing through a section of the mountain recess, it is all deserted land, except for the convex stones, there is green grass, and not even a bush is seen.

After crossing the ditch, he entered the cliff again. This section of the road is through the middle of the cliff, there are thousands of cliffs on the top, and there are thousands of cliffs below, which is very steep. However, the road is not narrow, and it is not a problem for mules and horses to pass. didn't dare to look around, and moved forward silently. Listening to the endless words of Wu Lao and Huangshi Daoren all the way, he only sighed that his experience was still shallow, and he didn't dare to interject.

Fortunately, the half-cliff is not very long, and the peak loop turns into a dense forest, and the big trees on both sides cover the sky and the sun, and the men and horses come, and occasionally the hares flee. The intertwined green trees and green silks in the woods, the rotten branches and rotten trees that can be seen everywhere, and the birds singing and flowers that cannot distinguish the direction are a primitive ecology that is inaccessible. If it's the first time I've walked this road alone, it's no wonder I'm not nervous. Fortunately, Chuantao had two old men as his companions, and he didn't feel so terrifying.

Once out of the woods, you will be greeted by an idyllic landscape. A large area of gentle slope has been reclaimed into fields. At the edge of the slope, a towering white stone cliff is cut off from the outside world. Mountains are embedded on both sides of the cliffs, merging with the earth. On the cliff, a small branch sticks out of the stone crevice and swaying in the wind, and a few unknown grasses occasionally nod in greeting.

In the sloping field, a small ditch goes down the slope, and the ditch is covered with all kinds of grass, and a few plantain trees are dotted among them. A ditch divides this large area of gently sloping land in two.

On the right, rows of green-branched shrubs spread across half of the hillside. Neat, turquoise, brakes are good-looking. The Huangshi Taoist told Chuantao: "It's all tea trees. ”

On the left, it's all dry land, growing grain and vegetables. There are still a few fruit trees enjoying the breeze.

As the group of three people walked up the slope to the top of the gentle slope, there were several thatched huts located in a natural flat dam. There is a green bamboo on the edge of the thatched hut.

From a crack in the rocks of the cliff, a small stream of clear water flowed into an artificial puddle next to the hut. This should be the well in Chuantao's heart.

Huangshi Daoist proudly said: "This is our home, the cliff is called Huangshi Cliff, I have lived here for decades, people who know me call me Huangshi Daoren." ”

If this is a big place, there is only one household. The people of Huangshi Dao live alone in such a strange place.

The Huangshi Daoist pushed the door directly, and the door was not locked at all. Chuan Tao took the reins of the horse in Wu Lao's hand, tied the two horses to the thick bamboo on the edge of the Pingba, picked up the coat on the horse's back and entered the house, the room was dimly lit, and only a narrow slit was left in the wall made of logs as a window.

"Throw things in the house over there, and the house over there will be yours in the future." Huangshi Taoist said to Chuantao.

Chuan Tao entered the room, and there was only a bed made of wood, and bamboo slats were used as bed boards. There is no quilt on the bed board.

Chuantao threw the tie on it.

I only heard the Huangshi Taoist shouting on the other end: "Chuantao, come here, let's boil water to make tea first." My tea here is a must, and your master loves it like a treasure. Haha~~"

Chuan Tao walked through two rooms, and finally saw two old men in the far right side room setting up a fire in an ash pit surrounded by four logs, and a black cooking pot was hanging from the fire. I don't know if this pot hasn't been made for many years.

Three or five homemade bamboo chairs were placed in the room, and Chuan Tao found one to sit down.

It didn't take long for hot air to erupt from the spout of the cooker pot - the water was boiling.

I saw that the Huangshi Daoist took a purple pot, grabbed a handful of tea leaves in a sealed round wooden barrel and put it into the pot. Then he pulled the pot on the fire, steadily poured boiling water into the teapot, and then closed the lid and stuffed the tea leaves in the pot.

More than a dozen small white porcelain cups, all placed in a wooden plate with holes in the bottom. The wooden tray rests on the wooden frame, and under the rack is a square basin, which is estimated to be the tea that is then spilled from above.

Huangshi Daoist picked up the teapot and poured tea juice into a small cup, and a strong fragrance came to his nose.

"Drink tea." Huangshi Daoist took a small cup first and took a small sip. "Try it all, this is this year's new tea, it tastes good."

Chuan Tao also took a small cup, followed the example of Huangshi Daoren, and tasted a small bite. A slightly bitter taste, followed by a fragrant sensation that fills the mouth, and when swallowed, a cool breath sinks straight down the throat, which seems to be good.

The more the two old men drank, the more energetic they became, and after a while, the small cups of tea just now were empty.

Rinse again, pour it out and drink it.

This is the end of it after four times.

Dinner was made by two old men. Chuantao became an observer.

Huangshi Daoist people have always said that Wu Lao's craftsmanship is authentic, and everything he does is extraordinarily tasteful. Wu Lao also took the initiative to become the master of the spoon, washing, cutting, stewing and stir-frying, skilled and fast. Huangshi Daoist people burn their own fire, but they can't be called fire boys, they should be called fire burners.

Dinner is dominated by game and wild vegetables. The rice is rice bought from the bottom of the mountain. The two old men ate this meal with relish and drank it with great gusto. Chuantao also feels a unique flavor.

At night, Chuantao lived alone in a room, and the quilt was brought over by Huangshi Dao, which was very warm.

At the foot of the Yellowstone Cliff, the first day of Chuantao's arrival has passed.