On the fifth watch, the sky will be bright.

Yamashita Daigen Dynasty.

The lame old man who was on the shift was holding a gong with the seal of the official family, beating it very rhythmically one heavy and one slowly, piercing the sound of "bell, bell, bell".

Every time between the gongs, the lame old man pulled his particularly hoarse throat all over the place, half-singing and half-shouting: "The weather is dry and dry, be careful of the fire candles, it's five watches~." ”

If it is an ordinary time, there will be many people who get up early to discredit.

Those who get up early to collect Shaoshui, clean up the pickled miscellaneous toilets for those officials and big families, and want to grab a good seat in the vegetable and meat market, as for those woodcutters in the countryside who pick firewood to sell, it is estimated that they are waiting quietly at the city gate for half a day.

The city gate is opened in the sixth watch, and the difference between the hours can determine the level of the value of this load of firewood.

Especially when the new emperor ascended the throne, all kinds of harsh miscellaneous taxes snowballed.

In the end, after dozens of good days, I still have a small amount of savings in hand, and it can't be said that I can't survive, but I can only barely maintain it.

Firewood at the end of summer is actually not very easy to sell, only some big restaurants, the few big families in the city may need it, not to catch up with the first trip early, and so those people have bought other woodcutter firewood, where should their firewood be sold, who?

But now, there are no more people pouring sweet water, and the woodcutters who get up early to sell firewood are all gone.

Because this important border city of the Great Xuan Dynasty close to the Huangkui Kingdom imposed a curfew. From the end of the day to the first watch, no idle people were allowed to wander around the city, but anyone who was close to the city gate was hundreds of meters away, and they were shot directly on the spot without asking the reason.

Some large families can be said to have directly canceled the sale of firewood.

The city is Linguan City, according to the Linguan City not far away, is a big pass on the border line "Duoyong Pass".

Except for the time watch, anyone is an idle person under the curfew.

In a tavern in the city of Linguan.

Small is really small, an old shopkeeper, a one-year primary two, and a middle-aged cook.

The shopkeeper is the local population of Linguan City, who has been in Linguan City all his life, guarding the tavern that his ancestors have inherited for many years, and he is still alive.

The little girl is a wandering beggar who doesn't know his parents, and was taken in by the shopkeeper a few years ago.

Since the Huangkui Kingdom angrily broke away from the Great Xuan Dynasty, and begged for the Ten Deadly Sins to the original suzerain, the Great Xuan Dynasty, the tavern's business has gone for more than half, and the original little guy was also dismissed after the old shopkeeper was unable to pay the mercenary money.

As for the middle-aged cook, his identity is a little unknown, but according to his own words, he is a refugee who escaped from Huang Kui Country, and the whole family was slaughtered by Huang Kui Barbarian, and he was the only one who escaped by luck.

As for the first-hand cooking skills, the ancestors of the eating guys can't be lost and can't be lost.

The old shopkeeper has been doing miscellaneous work in this tavern in his own house, and he has been mixed all his life, what style of people have not seen it?

It's not the boast of the old shopkeeper, and he can distinguish a good one at a glance.

The middle-aged cook who looked at some Mu Na was full of nonsense.

It's just that in this small border town, how many good people can there be.

Even if there were, it would only be long before it turned into a handful of unknown white bones in the corners of the city.

The wine brew that is the pillar of his own house is known to the outside world as half a drop of water, but in fact, the old shopkeeper himself is a clear door, sixty percent of the original wine and forty percent of the water.

In this Guanzhong, everyone recognizes that forty percent of the original wine and sixty percent of the water can be called a conscientious restaurant.

But one thing is true, that is, the middle-aged man's cooking skills are real, really real.

Of course, the most important point, and the middle-aged man who also decided to leave the Mu Na in the old shopkeeper is that the middle-aged Mu Na's requirements are very low, as long as he can eat and give him a place to live, as for the monthly surplus money, he didn't mention it.

Most of the liquor shops in Linguan City have been closed, and after the curfew, those border men in the city who can drink all night will not dare to drink as much as before, and the curfew is not just the two blood-red characters written on the notice board at the city gate.

That's really going to kill heads.

Could it be that the border man is really completely spilled and has no scruples?

In fact, it is not, but when it comes to the round head on their neck, they are more concerned than anyone else, and they are more obedient than anyone else.

No matter how fierce the tiger is, if he enters the border gate, he will not learn to be the obedient reptile, and sooner or later he will pick up the skin and make a big howl.

The border is a worm, and the inside is like a tiger.

It is these idle men at the border who speak of it.

Therefore, staying overnight with a homeless guest who drinks heavily is also a trivial matter worth taking risks.

People in the frontier are both afraid of death and not afraid of death, and it is not for nothing that they rise up and kill people for trivial things.

Besides, when is it a trivial matter to make money?

Fortunately, the location of the tavern is not too eye-catching, and it is still far away from those military official avenues.

The tavern has also been passed down for many generations, and even after the curfew, there are still a lot of border men who come to drink a drink that is not too pleasant.

The lonely smoke in the tavern is what lures those border drinkers to come for a disappointing drink.

The lonely smoke is what sets the tavern apart from those that close in a hurry.

The wine is still mellow, and the key is that the price is fair.

Regarding this lonely smoke, there is also a detailed explanation notice posted in the tavern that it has been looking for quite a year.

Roughly speaking, hundreds of years ago, there was a great writer who was not treated by Emperor Xuan at that time, and he was still the kind of great writer who held the ears of the literary world.

wrote some poems and songs that directly pointed to Emperor Xuan, a metaphor for Emperor Xuan's mediocrity.

Emperor Xuan was furious, and wanted to kill him, but many loyal ministers pleaded for mercy, so he was saved from being killed, and was exiled to the border instead, without a recall.

This literary bull who survived death came to a small border town.

Tired and sleepy, he rested in a tavern.

That bull ear in the literary world is also known as the poet fairy in wine, it's right to think about it, isn't it greedy to drink two glasses, how can he write those blunt poems that destroy his future?

You know, the one at that time was only a little more than 30 years old.

After drinking a kind of liquor produced by the tavern shopkeeper at that time.

The man in the literary world took his finger as the pen and the table as the finger to write down the most widely circulated sentence in the border area today, "The desert is lonely and the smoke is straight, and the sun sets on the long river".

On that old piece of paper, it is still remembered that the wooden table that made paper at that time was divided into the wood for three points and did not stop, leaving a gap between the strokes.