Like a bean lamp, next to the boiling stove, there is a bowl of Shannanhaibei wine, the middle-aged man is like a good Kanye who talks about the past and the present in front of his friends, and tells Duan Ye the origin of the muddy soup pot.

Speaking of this muddy soup pot, it was really not a thing from Sijiu City, but it was something that spread among the lotus flowers on the street in Tianjin Wei.

Legend is that in the Qianlong period, Tianjin Wei had a group of people called Huazi who gathered to survive, and in the hot weather, I saw someone in a restaurant who had a birthday banquet, and the wine pond meat forest was extravagant, and many dishes on the table did not move, and they were withdrawn as they were.

It was also the host of the birthday banquet who was very rich and unkind, and the harsh tone, the original dishes that were withdrawn should have been consumed by the kitchen workers in the restaurant, but the host of the birthday banquet was stunned and called some followers to watch the dishes that were withdrawn not to be touched, until the dishes changed their taste and attracted flies in the hot weather, so they laughed and walked away, and the picture was a lack of morality.

Seeing that many of these dishes had changed their taste and attracted flies, the kitchen workers in the restaurant could only pour those rotten dishes into the swill bucket. Unexpectedly, there were those beggars squatting outside the restaurant, and when they saw the swill bucket and asked the kitchen to move out, they immediately rushed over and Bao Yuan'er brought it back to the ruined temple where they lived.

In the hot weather, even if you steam these rotten dishes and eat them, it is estimated that you will not escape the fate of a serious illness. But as long as ordinary people can have a little way to live, they will not be able to take this terrible food to satisfy their hunger. But these people who are trying to survive have been without water and rice for several days, where can they take care of many people here? I waited for the rotten dishes in the broken pot to roll, and they all copied the branches and fished them into their mouths!

I also have to say that this group of people called Huazi should not die, and it is even more fortunate that there are really good people on Tianjin Wei Street, and there is an old doctor who has been hanging pots for many years, and happened to pass by those broken temples where Huazi lives. At a glance, you can see that those who call Hanako are really hungry and crazy to eat arsenic, and thirsty to drink salt and brine, which is really a style of drinking water to quench thirst.

At that moment, the old doctor opened his mouth to drink those flowers and children, but he took out a few herbs from the medicine bag he was carrying, raised his hand and threw them into the broken pots where the flowers were steamed and eaten.

Strange to say, those herbs had just been thrown into the pot, and the smell of rotten dishes emanating from the broken pot had just begun. Immediately, there was a burst of strange fragrance. And a few of those people who are trying to survive are also a few people who have some knowledge, and they understood that the old doctor was rewarding him with a good thing to protect his life, and he hurriedly bowed to the old doctor, just begging the old doctor to reward this prescription.

People say that most of the craftsmen who are in the five elements and eight works have the problem of cherishing themselves with brooms. But this old doctor who hangs the pot to help the world is really the heart of the parents of the doctor, and he didn't hesitate to tell the prescription to those named Hanako. Since then, these people called Hanako have brought some baskets to eat, and they have all boiled them in this pot of medicinal soup before putting them into their stomachs. In the past five or six years, there has been constant firewood under the broken pot, and medicinal herbs are often added to the soup. Looking at the black, greasy soup in a pot, it makes those who call Hanako no longer have the trouble of getting sick from the mouth.

Seeing that this gang called Hanako had such a pot of life-saving soup in their hands, some other people called Hanako also came to the door, begging this gang to call Hanako for the sake of the same family in Beitian Courtyard, so that they could also boil the food they begged for in the pot.

But many things in the world have never been poor but uneven. And whether it is a wealthy family or an ordinary person arguing about how thick it is, even if it is called Hanako, facing a pot of boiled baskets. They all have to be divided into portions of meat and vegetables.

After a few arguments over this extra bite and half a spoonful of less folding basket, I don't know which one called Hanako came up with the idea. Take a few washed tiles and separate the broken pot from a few pieces of territory. A pot of soup is boiled and begged for by each other, and the soup is not messy, so there is nothing to do.

After a long time, this is called the medicinal soup that Hanako used to cook the folding basket, and it was called a muddy soup pot. With those who know the prescription of medicine called Huazi to go south and north to wander the world, this muddy soup pot naturally spread to Sijiu City.

It has to be said that the scenes in Sijiu City are bigger than those in other places. The muddy soup pot was brought into the city of Sijiu called Huazi, and I don't know how it was linked to the folding basket in Sijiu City. After a few times of the two, the flower child simply gathered the food collected in the folding basket and put it in Sijiu City to start the business of this muddy soup pot.

They were not confined to any boundary, and as soon as it was dark, they erected a tent like a hundred clothes. Sitting on the stove, he lit the briquettes made of cinders, boiled a few pots of medicinal soup under the light of a few bean-sized lamps, and swept the baskets that had not been sold in a day's time, and had already changed their tastes. When the tent pot stove was collected in the middle of the night, no one knew that there was a full banquet called Hanako in this realm last night!

The gentlemen in Sijiu City have always had a good face, although they can taste some meat in this muddy soup pot scene, but they have always eaten called Huazi rice, and it doesn't sound so good. Therefore, all the characters in Sijiu City who know about this muddy soup pot are silent, even if they are ghosts in the middle of Sijiu City like Duan Ye, they don't know anything about this muddy soup pot

Listening to the middle-aged man's chatter without a word, Duan Ye waited until the middle-aged man told him a rough idea of the origin of this muddy soup pot, and then he couldn't wait to say to the middle-aged man: "This man, just about your knowledge, it is estimated that you have to be the master of Beizhili!" It's just that when you tell me these stories now, can't you be trying to relieve my boredom by calling my surname Duan? ”

Pinching the bamboo branches and chopsticks in his hand, the middle-aged man who had been chattering for a long time pointed his head at Duan Ye with his chopsticks and pointed slightly behind Duan Ye, and whispered to Duan Ye with a puzzled look on his face: "I said Duan Ye, you don't want to think about it, even you, the omniscient character in Sijiu City, don't know the ins and outs of this muddy soup pot, how many of those characters in Sijiu City who want to find Xiong Ye and the third master of the Qi family, how many people can come out to this muddy soup pot to find people?" You're moving. Don't look back, just listen to my story absentmindedly, in this muddy soup pot scene, there are a lot of customers! ”

Stiffening his body, Duan Ye stretched out a pair of bamboo branches and chopsticks to stir in the small iron lattice, but a pair of small eyes were boneless. A pair of ears couldn't wait to be erected so that they could understand the movement behind them. But he stretched out his ears and listened for a while, but Duan Ye only heard the sound of the muddy soup pot manager behind him bringing food and wine for others, and the customers who had just entered the muddy soup pot scene were all talking to each other in a suppressed voice, and they couldn't understand what they were saying at all?

Stretching out his chopsticks, the middle-aged man sitting opposite Duan Ye unceremoniously picked up a piece of fat meat from Duan Ye's small iron lattice and stuffed it into his mouth, while slowly chewing the fragrant fat meat, he muttered in a vague voice: "Duan Ye." The bear master under your hand, but he has been begging for food for a long time under your hands, right? ”

Nodding his head in a daze, Duan Ye subconsciously responded to the middle-aged man's question: "It's been some years?!" ”

Hehe chuckled, and the middle-aged man suppressed his voice very playfully and said, "Xu is Duan Ye, you have big rules, that Xiong Ye hasn't eaten enough all these years?" Otherwise, this bear master can take his belongings with him, and come to make up for this in the scene of running the soup pot with a black light? ”

His eyes flickered quickly, and Duan Ye whispered as if he had suddenly realized: "This master, are you talking about the scene of the scattered hall in the cattle and horse market in the south of the city today. Did Master Xiong do it? ”

After a long time to pick up the wine bowl at his feet, the middle-aged man laughed unhurriedly and whispered: "If this is left to you." Even if you win the scene of the double dragon bet, what you can get is just a few small coins of the two jujubes, why can't you roll up the silver bet on the scene, and then smear the soles of your feet? What's more, on the bullfighting scene today, the third master of the Qi family line estimated that he wanted to take advantage of you, the dark dealer, and he lit up in public! Duan Ye. You are in the scene in Sijiu City, you can be regarded as a master with a name and surname, a head and a face, and you also have some long-flowing wealth in your hands, but Master Xiong"

Gritting his teeth, he put his hand into his arms, and Duan Ye clutched the twenty-shot pistol of the German Made. The grimacal voice whispered to the middle-aged man: "This man, listening to the meaning of your voice, I probably know where the surname Xiong is hiding?" I won't say anything about the soup next to me, if you can point out the past and present of the surname Duan, I will accept your favor! In the future, what is the place in Sijiu City where I can use my surname Duan, I see that you are two fingers wide and a strip, and my surname Duan is obedient! ”

waved his hand at Duan Ye, who had a hideous look on his face, and the middle-aged man suddenly shouted in a calm voice: "Duan Ye, you just want to be able to hand over this matter on the scene today?" ”

As soon as he heard the middle-aged man's words, Duan Ye, who had already raised his buttocks, suddenly sat down on the half of the old city bricks again: "This man, do you work hard and give you guidance?" ”

was still in a calm voice, and the middle-aged man's voice unconsciously carried a bit of demagogy: "Duan Ye, even if you can find Master Xiong when the city is in chaos, how many hard goods he can carry in that baggage, this is something to say!" In the scene of Ssangyong betting, you are the middleman. In case the hard goods prepared by Master Xiong can't match the number of bets on both sides, then do you plan to pay for the rest yourself? Duan Ye, even if you really pay your own waist to make up for this shortfall, in the future, on the scene in Sijiu City, if you want to pat your chest and say hard things, it will be even more difficult, right? ”

Looking at Duan Ye's nodding again and again, the middle-aged man continued to speak: "Right now, the third master of the Qi family is also gone, and there is a place to talk here!" Duan Ye, you might as well think about it like this-if you have this ability at this time, come forward for these thousands of men who have made bets in Sijiu City, and find the hidden Xiong Ye and the third master of the Qi family to repay the bet, how much face do you have? I'll spare you one more sentence here-if you find out, today's scene of the big dispersal of the hall is Duan Ye controlled by the characters in the main gate of the new fire, so you won't be a little hanging, right? ”

Picking up the wine bowl at his feet, Duan Ye drank the mixed wine in the bowl in a few sips, and hugged his fist at the middle-aged man sitting opposite him with a pair of red eyes: "This man, my surname Duan knows it in my heart!" I have to ask you for guidance, the grandson surnamed Xiong, where is the cat at this time? ”

Shaking his head slightly, the middle-aged man stood up slowly: "Master Duan, I really don't know this!" It's just that the customers in the muddy soup pot scene just came in, and they all looked like they were all smoky? Master Duan, sit down, I'll take my leave first! ”

As soon as he heard the meaning of this middle-aged man's voice, Duan Ye, who had already mixed up with thieves in the scene of Sijiu City, immediately understood. Slightly towards the middle-aged man who stood up, Duan Ye didn't look at the middle-aged man who walked out of the tent of the muddy soup pot, quietly moved the half of the old city brick under his buttocks, and squinted at the seven or eight masters who were eating silently around a big pot, and the bamboo branches and chopsticks in his hand were also not informal, just picking up the dishes cooked in the soup pot and stuffing them into his mouth.

I don't know the taste of food, and I live like a year, until Duan Ye sent the last bit of food residue cooked in the soup pot into his mouth, and the seven or eight dry and thin masters who looked like tuberculosis ghosts were full of food and drink, and then used a broken clay pot to fill a jar full of freshly boiled folding baskets, and then took a gourd with a missing mouth and poured half a gourd to mix the three rivers of mixed wine, and then walked towards the outside of the tent of the muddy soup pot.

Standing up in a hurry, Duan Ye walked quickly to the side of the tent, and when he heard the footsteps outside gradually blurred, Fang Cai opened a narrow slit in the tent, slid out quickly sideways, and walked straight to the shadow of the alley where the semi-paraplegic was sitting, and laboriously reached out and felt a piece of ocean from his arms and threw it into the shadows: "Which way did the gang go?" ”

I didn't hear the movement of the ocean at all, the semi-paraplegic seemed to have caught the ocean, and he didn't show his face from the shadow at the mouth of the alley, but just shouted in a hoarse voice: "Fish have a way to fish, shrimp have a way to go, which way do you want to ask?" ”

As soon as he heard the black words in the mouth of the semi-paraplegic, Duan Ye's heart suddenly sank, and he raised his hand and threw it over again: "The avenue is facing the sky, each one goes aside!" Every mountain asks, borrows the bridge when encountering water, and the wind passes, each is convenient! ”

As if listening to Duan Ye's understanding of Pandao's black words, the semi-paraplegic who didn't show up at all said lazily: "Two groups of people! A group of people just passed towards the mouth of the south alley, and there was a person behind him, holding a half-old child in his hand! ”

Throwing his hand into the shadows at the mouth of the alley, Duan Ye suppressed his voice and shouted, "Gentlemen, we have never seen each other!" ”

Following the direction pointed out by the semi-paraplegic, Duan Ye crept into the dark alley, rubbing his toes against the ground and slowly stepping forward, for fear that stepping on or touching something would make a noise and expose his whereabouts.

With the faint light coming out of the courtyards on both sides of the alley, he had walked less than the distance of the two alleys, and Duan Ye had already seen a strong man dragging a half-grown child not far in front of him. And a few dozen steps in front of the strong man, seven or eight lords who looked like tuberculosis ghosts, who had just eaten and drunk enough in the muddy soup pot, had already plunged into a shop with two broken paper lanterns!

Sticking to the root of the wall next to the alley, Duan Ye watched the strong man dragging a half-grown child, followed by the seven or eight masters who looked like tuberculosis ghosts and flashed into the cover shop. It was also in the blink of an eye that the strong stick man entered the door, perhaps to see if there was a tail behind him that he was watching, and the strong stick man looked up at the left and right a few times.

Under the dim light of the two broken paper lanterns in front of the shop, Duan Ye saw the face of the strong man, and it was the Xiong Ye who was being found by thousands of people in Sijiu City! (To be continued......)