Anyway, it was finally deceived people, Niu Manchu admired and began to ask the hawker what to do next, where did the hawker know how to deal with the aftermath, at first the hawker also thought that Niu Manchu was humbly asking for advice, but then I thought about it, how could the people who came out of the war years not know how to deal with the prisoners, it is estimated that they were killed or beaten first, this time it was the hawker who shouted out, and told people in advance to ensure that they lived, so Niu Manchu first asked the hawker's opinion!

This can make the hawker a headache, from childhood to adulthood he captured the most grasshoppers in the field, in addition to his own unborn children and grandchildren, of course the latter is a joke, even grasshoppers are just looking for a dog's tail grass through the neck, a large string, take it back to feed the chickens, yes just like that, "what kind of cow, you go and collect the weapons, and then pull out their belts, let them grab their pants, and take them to sweep the streets!" ”

This trick was learned by the hawkers from the police on TV, and you can see that many police officers will pull off their trouser belts after catching criminals, and then let them stand against the wall with their hands on their pants! There are two advantages to this, one is that the belt is equipped with an iron head that can be used as a murder weapon, and it can avoid potential safety hazards by taking them away: the other is that whether it is a thief or a murderer, as long as the brain is normal, it is estimated that he will not like to run naked on the street!

Now this is the case, in the ancients this is better, because of the progress of science and technology in modern society, or aesthetic changes, the use of elastic bands, but also in order to slim the waist of the pants are very small, no pants belt can pass, but the ancients can't! We know that the Burmese crotch pants worn by the ancients have also spread to the Republic of China, and the thick waist can fit two people, not to mention the Tang Dynasty, according to the brick family, the Tang pants are open crotch, and they are not called pants, what is called a shin coat, which is roughly like the stockings worn by girls today, and does not seal the crotch! Wear a big robe on the top to block, here is talking about walking, if it is a cavalry, then it is estimated that you have to use another high-end item, that is, horseback riding. Cloth! Maybe it's the same thing that Japanese sumo wrestlers wear today, and they all learned it from China! I don't know if what the experts say is reliable!

Now this group of buddies is like this, no guys, grabbing the waistband of their pants with both hands, drooping their heads, and lining up on the base of the wall! After the hawker saw that the matter was done, he broke up with the old cow, drove around and around, and finally arrived at the place where Lao Yuan lived.

When I arrived at the place where Lao Yuan lived, the hawker had only one idea, I had to find a place to sleep again tonight, why, you don't look at where Lao Yuan lived, a broken Taoist temple, in the most beautiful place in Chang'an City, there is an archway at the door with three words written on it, and I can barely recognize it, different from today's Shaolin Temple's Hongda mountain gate archway, this is a few trees and stumps, a horizontal wooden board in the middle, the paint on it has already fallen off, leaving a crack on the stump with a big finger, through the archway, and not a person through, Looking directly through the archway, the yard is in tatters with three small thatched houses, the yard is full of artemisia grass, and a few shabby cloth flags are hanging listlessly. The window was blocked by someone taking some sorghum stalks from the inside, and when they heard the movement outside the courtyard, they ran out of the broken house!

"Master, you're back! Uh, who's this? ”

Lao Yuan ignored the greetings of the two little Taoist boys, and first accused the hawker, "Uncle Shi, the place is simple, these two are orphans I picked up on the road, there is no place to arrange, so they follow me, keep calling me Master, you two come and see Uncle Shi!" ”

The two little Taoist boys came over and timidly shouted at the vendor, "Uncle Shi! ”

"Hey!" Politely replied to the greetings of the little Taoist boy, the hawker began to scold the gods again, in history, Lao Yuan will pretend to be a ghost in Sichuan, but the old guy has to dream of letting the family come to Chang'an, you said that you let people come and arrange a financial road, this Nima is too simple, and the mice shed tears when they saw it! Look at the two Dao Tong again, the thin ones are only ribs, a head with yellow hair, and severe malnutrition, as a person from the Celestial Empire in the new era, this kind of child has only been seen in the time when the African picture was broadcast on TV!

Lao Yuan turned his head and asked the two Daotongs, "Qingfang, has Mingfang eaten?" ”

The two Taoist boys shook their heads together, "Master, there was no rice in the temple the day before yesterday, in the morning we went out of the city to dig some wild vegetables, boiled some soup, and the evening has not yet landed, isn't this also waiting for the master to bring something back!" ”

Old Yuan Yan's old face turned red, and he said to the peddler with a wry smile, "The time given by Shangxian is a little tight, I came to Chang'an from Sichuan in a hurry, and I don't have much entanglement on my body, and I don't know anyone in Chang'an, I occasionally go out to tell people to earn some rice money. After saying that, Lao Yuan touched the heads of the two Daotongs tiredly, and the two Daotongs snuggled in Lao Yuan's arms, secretly observing this person who they called Uncle Shi!

The peddler really couldn't stand it, this was his own team, they were all starving, turned around and went to the car to get a few packets of instant noodles, grabbed a few more handfuls of Lay's by the way, and handed the things to the two Taoist boys, "You go and boil some water!" ”

The two Dao Tong held things and didn't move, and Lao Yuan patted the heads of the two little guys, "Don't be happy, thank you, uncle!" ”

"Thank you, uncle!" After speaking, he turned his head to look at Lao Yuan, "Master, at noon, Mingfang accidentally got the fire sickle wet, and now he can't boil water!" ”

The hawker listened to the depression, this ancient person is really troublesome, thanks to the hawker is a smoker, there must be a lighter with him, if you meet a non-smoker to travel to ancient times, as soon as you go out is deep in the mountains and old forests, stay for seven or eight days and still remain the original people!

The two Taoist children took the lighter, the hawker taught them how to use it, and happily held something to boil water, Lao Yuan led the hawker to the main hall of the Taoist temple, the hawker looked around, this hall is an open building, three rooms, the middle is the main hall, for a half-cut fairy can not see which immortal, the upper body can not be found, the east and west sides of each made a bunk, full of weeds, casually laid two quilts that do not know what to do, it seems that Lao Yuan They have slept here recently, fortunately, it is summer, If only winter could freeze people to death!

After reading it, the hawker also lost interest, and the two Taoist boys outside boiled the water, but they were holding the instant noodles, and the hawkers realized that they forgot to teach them how to soak the noodles! After all, the plastic packaging is not as colorful as it can be eaten, so the vendor went over and asked them to find three bowls to come over, and the two Taoist children brought their eating guys, three coarse porcelain bowls with missing mouths, black and not slippery!

The peddler shook his head, speechless! Put the bowl away, unpack the bag, below, all kinds of seasoning packets open and pour on the noodles, find a circle of nothing cover, so the plastic belt is unpacked and covered with it, take the sorghum stalk that the Taoist boy folded as chopsticks to press, in the waiting time The hawker took apart the Lay's, pulled out the plastic bracket inside, took two pieces and handed them to the little Taoist boy "Taste!" ”

PS: Ask for something, give what you have!