Chapter One Hundred and Five: The Old Man and the Cigarette
Yun Shu checked the account books of Su Xun's loan bookkeeping method, tore off the last few blank pieces of paper, threw the account book to Steward Wang, and said: "There is no problem with the account, you take the account book and ask Cheng Fuzun to sign it." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
After speaking, he took Yang Wei in the stunned expression of Steward Wang, put the blank paper in his arms and walked towards the post house, I didn't go to the night market last night with Jing'er, and now I regret it a little when I think about it. Take your girlfriend to stroll through the original Yansong Night Market and feel the cultural impact of history and ancient traditional folk customs, what a romantic thing!
"Tonight, you can play with Lao Dao and the two of you~ I'm going to go to the night market with Jing'er!" Yun Shu said fantasically.
Yang Wei looked at Yun Shu with a pig-like look of disdain: "A woman makes you dizzy?" Brotherhood is still missing! ā
"Can you stop disgusting me? You let Lao Dao accompany you~" In Yang Wei's resentful expression, Yun Shu jumped a foot away and said.
"He doesn't know where he's gone, he hasn't seen anyone for a day, where can I look for him? Besides, have you ever taken a Taoist priest to a brothel? ā
"You're so bold that you're still thinking of taking me to a brothel? You forgot about our family Jing'er's threat so quickly? ā
"Cut~ What is the matter of a man visiting a brothel? Even the prime minister in the court still goes there often! Besides, do you have to have skin-to-skin kisses when you go to a brothel? Literati like me are happy to paint with inscriptions! You've let me down so much! ā
Yun Shu looked at Yang Wei dumbfounded, this thing could actually say such shameless words, when did he not come out of a brothel with his trouser belt! Inscription painting you come to see one now?
Automatically filtered Yang Wei's words and walked towards the hall of the post house, and when he entered the door, he saw Yi Cheng smile and said, "The two officials are back!" The little Dai Cheng family passed a word that the little lady of Yun Xiaoguan was picked up by the wife of the lord of the mansion. ā
Wangcai came out of the corner of the lobby with a bone in his mouth, and Yi Cheng hurriedly said, "I've already bathed it!" ā
Yun Shu took out a dime of silver from his bosom and handed it to Yi Cheng and said, "Thank you." ā
"The little official is polite!" Yi Cheng took the silver coin and sang a fat song. At first, I was a little reluctant to help Wangcai take a bath, but I didn't expect that there would be a reward for money, and Yicheng smiled in his heart.
In the past two days, the relationship between Jing'er and the Hou family has been surprisingly good, and when chatting with Cheng Jue today, they all praised Yun Shu's good vision for being able to have such a knowledgeable lady, Yun Shu smiled dryly and didn't know how to answer, what if he told him that Jing'er was originally the head of the White Lotus Sect?
Without saying a word, Yang Wei sent away Yicheng and put his arm on Yun Shu's shoulder and said, "Hehe, God really helps me!" Brother Yun will go with my brother and take you to see the world, I heard that there is a big man in the brothel Mianyue Building on the street of the night market, and only by making poems that satisfy her can she be lucky enough to see her true face! ā
"Aren't you a man of letters? Don't you often paint their inscriptions? Little brother, I'll borrow your light to take a look~"
Yang Wei said embarrassedly: "It's been a long time since I've been to the Goolan place in Tokyo City, and I've almost forgotten the poems, so I'll let you be in the limelight this time and see if your poems can impress that everyone!" ā
"You better find Brother Su to accompany you! Is Brother Su interested in visiting the night market tonight? I heard that a ...... came to Mianyue Tower" Yun Shu asked loudly when he saw Su Xun strolling over, but was interrupted before he finished speaking.
"Zhao Xiangxiang? Does Brother Xian also want to see the fairy faces of the Zhao family? ā
Yun Shu looked at the excited Su Xun blankly and said, "Brother Su even heard the name?" ā
"Uh-huh~ It's not intentional, but I just overheard someone talk about it, Zhao's name is a brother I have heard of it for a long time, and Uncle Yong once mentioned it when he passed by Henan Mansion."
was completely speechless for these two people, Su Xun actually said when he learned that Yang Wei was going to Mianyue Tower: "Go and go together~!" ā
After making an appointment with the two of them to find them in the Sleeping Moon Tower, Yun Shu also wanted to see the legendary land of Goolan Washe. It just so happened that Jing'er was dragged away by the Hou family to play, and the woman would definitely not go to the Sleeping Moon Tower.
As the sun set, he walked towards the stall of the candy seller last night, but when Yun Shu arrived there, he found that the old man had not yet come, so he had no choice but to order a bowl of noodle soup at the stall opposite.
A bowl of spicy and hot noodle soup went down, and Yun Shu instantly recovered his spirits. In the distance, the sound of rattles and children's laughter could be heard, and the old man who sold candy was coming.
The old man put down the flat shoulder on his shoulder, set up a small stove, put in the sugar cubes to let them melt slowly, and opened the stall, there were many already kneaded sugar figures inside, and they were inserted one by one on the wheat straw pile in front.
Just as he was about to shout at Yun Shu, he leaned over and said, "Does this old man remember me?" ā
The old man raised his eyes and saw that it was the young man from last night and said with a smile: "Remember, you are the little Langjun last night, and the sugar painting you taught the old man is good to buy!" ā
Yun Shu went straight to the point and said, "Is there still the leaf that my husband chewed last night?" ā
"Yes, you are good about this?" Said to play, took out a small cloth bag from the small pocket of his clothes and handed it to Yun Shu.
Nervously opened the small pocket, closed his eyes, brought his nose closer and took a deep breath, the familiar spicy taste rushed straight to Yun Shu's mind. Excited, he said the classic advertising slogan: "That's the taste!" "This sun-dried tobacco leaf is probably the oldest chewing tobacco.
took out the dried tobacco leaves and quickly ran to the side to borrow a kitchen knife from a stall selling powdered soup, and under the repeated advice of the old woman, Yun Shu repeatedly ensured that he did not use a kitchen knife to do evil, so he borrowed it.
Seeing the young man excitedly holding the kitchen knife, the old woman began to regret lending him the kitchen knife. Use a kitchen knife to cut the dried tobacco leaves into thin strips, then cut them horizontally into two inches long.
In the old man's puzzled gaze, he twisted the tobacco together, and took out the bamboo paper torn from the account book from his arms, the color of the bamboo paper was bright, but the paper was soft and absorbent, and it was best to use it to roll cigarettes.
After rolling the shredded tobacco and fixing it with saliva, Yun Shu pinched and shook his head, and then knocked it on the board and handed it to the old man and said, "You try it first?" ā
The old man took Yun Shu's cigarette and said, "Where is this way to chew tobacco?" Why do you do it so finely? Could it be chewed even on a piece of paper? With that, he shoved the cigarette into his mouth.
Seeing the old man spitting out the chewed tobacco in his mouth, he said helplessly: "Uncle, this is not chewing!" ā
"Why don't you eat without chewing?" The old man said inexplicably.
Yun Shu made another cigarette with the butt in his mouth, picked up the small pot on the small stove, leaned his face over, and lit the cigarette with the fire.
Since the tobacco leaves can be chewed, it means that they have been detoxified and can be used for smoking. After taking a small sip, Yun Shu's eyes lit up, although there was no filter and it was a little spicy, but it was completely within the range of acceptance, and there was a hint of sweetness in the depths, which made him surprised, only the best tobacco can have this effect, the key is that the smoke is soft in the mouth, and there is no feeling of stuck throat.
I took a big sip and spit it out slowly, and the sweetness became stronger. He closed his eyes and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and said, "My husband, this cigarette is a little choking, but the taste is better than chewing." ā
The old man took the cigarette in Yun Shu's hand, smelled the nicotine burning in the air, nodded with a smile, and said, "It's indeed fragrant!" I won't be polite to Xiao Langjun. After speaking, he didn't dislike it, and took a puff directly, and the spicy smell of tobacco entered his lungs and came out of his mouth in the sound of the old man coughing.
Yun Shu rolled another one and said, "You take care of me, just breathe with your mouth." It's like a normal inhale and exhale! ā
The old man learns quickly, and the old and the young sit on the ground and smoke and chat.
"My family doesn't want to learn my craft, I only know how to drop my book bag all day long, and his mother says that reading is promising! But don't see if he's the stuff for reading! It's not as good as working to earn some money! It's like Xiao Langjun who was born to be a reader! The old man complained about his children.
"Life's troubles begin with literacy! Husband, how old is your son? Yun Shu asked curiously, the old man in front of him is almost sixty years old, why is his son still studying?
"The eldest brother of my family has already married a daughter-in-law, and I will hold my grandson!" The old man said proudly, but said that the youngest son looked helpless: "The sixth brother has dropped his bookbag all day long and still hasn't married, and he just went to the Moon Tower with some dolls from the academy." I asked for the whole money! ā
Yun Shu frowned and asked, "Mianyue Tower?" ā
The old man hurriedly echoed: "Yes~ Mian Yuelou!" What's the name! Can the moon be made of faces? They all say that you are the undertaker, your doll surname is Cheng? ā