The little carpenter squinted at the old man who was playing the piano on an old horse, nodded, and said yes, sit down.

When the old man heard this, he grinned again, saying that your baby is really a good person.

After saying this, he did not pluck the harp again, but slowly climbed down from the old horse.

Don't look at him looking trembling, as if he was about to fall down at any time, but the little carpenter was like a great enemy, and his whole body was tense - in such an inaccessible place, there was an old man playing the piano on horseback, although it looked like he was about to fall down at any time, but if the little carpenter really thought that the other party was just a simple old man, it was estimated that he would have died ten thousand times.

To be honest, the little carpenter couldn't see through the other party, and he couldn't be sure whether the old man with rosacea was a practitioner or a cultivator, and he didn't know what he meant.

The other party gave him the feeling that there was a kind of light and unfathomable bearing, so that he didn't even dare to act rashly and have any excesses.

He just felt the fear.

The old man, evidently not feeling the little carpenter's nervousness, dismounted, and left the harp on his horse, but plucked off a great gourd that hung on it.

When he walked slowly to the bonfire, he saw Hu Helu, who was tightly tied up and wilted next to him, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and asked the little carpenter: "Are you a horse thief?" ”

The little carpenter shook his head and said, "No. ”

The old man didn't ask any more, but looked at the little lion next to him, who had been roasting sheep in circles, and asked, "Child, what do you call it?" ”

The little lion glanced at the little carpenter next to him, and then replied respectfully: "My surname is Tian, and my name is Tian Shishi." ”

When the old man heard this, he grinned and said Hey, the lion is good, and when he heard it, he was a person from the yamen.

The little lion lowered his head and said that I am not a member of the Yamen, and I do not want to be a member of the Yamen.

The old man's attention had already fallen on the sizzling roast mutton, but after hearing this, he still responded: "Well, it's okay not to be bad, these few troubled times, fighting for fame and fortune, living a little rich and peaceful, there is still a group of ordinary people left, like grass mustard, life and death depend on other people's thoughts, it is better to be like the old man and me, play the piano, drink and be happy - you are right, baby?" ”

When he said his last word, he looked at the little carpenter.

The little carpenter had already walked over at this time, and after hearing it, he responded: "Everyone has their own way of living, uncle, you are so carefree, it is indeed enviable." ”

The old man unscrewed the lid of the gourd, and he didn't know where to find three bamboo cups, and while pouring, he asked, "Baby, what do you call it?" ”

The little carpenter didn't dare to provoke that person, so he could only deal with it carefully: "The surname is Gan, Gan thirteen." ”

The old man poured the wine, and was about to hand the cup to the little carpenter, but when he heard this, his hand stopped.

He frowned, squinted at the little carpenter, and asked, "Surname Gan?" The people of Ganjiabao? ”

The little carpenter felt the strangeness of the old man's demeanor, and even a faint hostility, so he replied, "No, I am from the southwest." ”

The rosacea-nosed old man's face softened at this time, and he handed him the bamboo cup, and then said, "Oh, listen to the accent." ”

The atmosphere eased, and the little carpenter asked, "What do you call uncle?" ”

The rosacea old man rubbed his nose and said: "As soon as I ran to the rivers and lakes to play the piano, I have long forgotten my name, others call me the old piano head, you also call me the old piano head, anyway, the name is a code name, it doesn't matter if you remember it or not - go back and play my piano for you, remember my piano sound, it is the real ......"

After saying that, he handed another bamboo cup to the little lion, but the little carpenter stopped him, saying that he was a child and could not drink.

The rosacea old man was upset, glared at him, and said, "What child? It's all so big, and it's still a Northwest gentleman with a handle, how can you not drink? ”

The little carpenter was reprimanded by him, and his heart beat wildly, but he did not speak.

The old man, who claimed to be the head of the old piano, looked at the little lion next to him and asked with a pleasant face, "Hey, Tian, Tian Lion, right?" Want to drink? ”

The little lion actually swallowed when he saw the old piano head open the wine gourd and smell the aroma of the wine, obviously there were gluttonous worms in his stomach, but he still subconsciously glanced at the little carpenter.

After all, he is following the little carpenter at the moment, and if he does something that makes the little carpenter unhappy, maybe the big brother will throw him here.

So he didn't dare to speak, and the old piano head was not happy, looked at the little carpenter and said, "He wants to drink, let him drink it?" ”

The little carpenter looked helpless and said that he could drink it if he wanted to, but I didn't say anything.

The old piano head was happy and said to the little lion: "He has said so, you can say it if you want to drink." ”

The little lion didn't have any worries, nodded vigorously, and said, "Hmm." ”

The old piano head laughed happily, then put the wine gourd in the middle, and said loudly: "Good, good, good, there are a thousand cups of wine for a confidant, you are a good baby, you know that you understand wine at a glance." You two babies are lucky to meet my old piano head - I can tell you, my old piano head has three uniques, one for playing the piano, and one for winemaking, and many people want to drink my wine, but I just won't give them ......"

He picked up the bamboo cup, held it high, and shouted, "Drink." ”

With that, he put the glass to his lips and drank it in one gulp.

The little lion looked like a glutton, and he didn't have any worries, he picked up the wine glass and drank it in small sips, as if he were happy.

The little carpenter saw it, and it was not easy to hold it, so he took a sip, and found that the wine was mellow and long, and after entering his throat, it was first hot and spicy, and then it was sweet, and a warm current rushed from his stomach to the top, and he couldn't help shouting: "Good wine." ”

The old piano head was praised like this, his face bloomed with joy, and he clapped his hands and said, "Hey, you kid knows the goods." ”

He drank the wine from the glass, poured another glass, then stood up, sniffed, and asked the little lion, "Didn't you put cumin?" ”

The little lion shook his head and said no.

The old piano head said: "The sheep is a good sheep, and it is handled well, but there is too little seasoning, especially honey and cumin, without these, this roast lamb has no soul - fortunately, I brought it, haha......"

He was not polite at all, and took two bottles out of his bosom on his own initiative.

After opening it, he began to get busy, and the little carpenter watched from the sidelines, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

Although the old piano head had a movement to touch into his arms, in fact, he could definitely see that he had already seen such two bottles in his pocket.

Those two bottles, as if they were found out of thin air.

This means that the old man must have something similar to his Luban Secret Seal.

The other party's almost "undisguised" performance was more or less a demonstration, and the little carpenter did not dare to act rashly, but watched patiently from the side.

But the old head is right, after adding the seasoning, and roasted for a while, the roasted whole sheep is golden in color, exuding a strong fragrance, and the old head is not polite, from the arms of a silver knife, cut a piece of meat to the leg of mutton, put it in the mouth and chewed, happily said: "Oh, that's the taste, fragrant!" “

After speaking, he beckoned to the little carpenter and the little lion: "Eat, hurry up, now it's just right, it's the most fragrant time......"

Yes, it was obviously the little carpenter who roasted the whole sheep, but now, he has become the master.

Fortunately, the little carpenter did not care about these, he took a small knife from the side, first made a large piece for the little lion, and then cut some for himself, put it in his mouth and chewed, sure enough, it was burnt and fragrant, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, chewing full of fragrant, very delicious.

When you get a little tired of eating, pick up the cup and take a sip of wine, hey, that's called a beauty.

The old man ate meat and drank wine, and then he persuaded the little carpenter and the little lion to drink very well, just like the old man in his own house.

He drank wine, talked a lot, and talked with the little carpenter, chatting all over the world, and taking good care of the little lion, not cold at all.

As for the dejected Hu Helu next to him, he didn't ask a word at all, as if it were air.

At the beginning, the little carpenter was indeed cautious, and even the wine and the roast sheep that were seasoned by the old piano head had some scruples, but later, listening to the old piano head talk about many things in the northwest, all kinds of secrets, changes of power, etc., I couldn't help but be fascinated.

While he was drinking, he listened to the old man talking about the mountains and bragging, which was really comfortable.

The old man seemed to know everything, even when he talked about the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang, he actually understood, but his opinion on the conclusion of the Wang Taoist priest was not the same as that of the Shen boss.

He said that after Wang Daoshi found out, he found the Qing government at that time several times and asked for the protection of cultural relics, but the above completely ignored it and neglected his duties.

Many things, you have to fill your stomach before you can talk about anything else, it's too idealistic, it's just nonsense.

The little carpenter didn't know much about it, so he listened to it and didn't draw conclusions.

After eating and drinking like this, the little lion was greedy for wine, and actually drank the most, and the more he drank, the more energetic he became, so that the old man liked it very much, and asked him: "How is your amount of alcohol, have you ever tried to get drunk how many catties?" ”

The little lion was a little embarrassed, scratched his head, and said that he didn't know, his family was poor before, and he had never drunk openly, but today was the one he drank the most.

The little carpenter watched from the side, a little sad. He knew that the reason why the little lion drank so much was not just because he was hungry for wine, but because his grandfather died, he was sad and frightened, so he thought that he could get drunk and relieve a thousand sorrows.

The old piano head laughed, and said that he let go of the drink, I want to see if you kid is really not drunk in a thousand cups......

When the little lion heard this, he stood up, and went to pour the wine again, and then drank it.

The more he drank, the more energetic he became, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and when the wine gourd was about to be empty, the little lion was still drinking, he finally got moved and asked, "Baby, otherwise, you will go with me?" ”

Author's Note: Jean, wine, and what?