Zhang Tie and the others returned to the street, the street at this time seemed a little deserted, scattered people hurriedly walked on the street, and the vendors were all listlessly waving the items in their hands, making lazy shouts, looking weak.

Since you are going to drink a little wine, you naturally won't go back to the "High School" inn, after all, it's just an inn, not a hotel, the food is still worse than other hotels, and the atmosphere is not as good as the hotel.

Sichuan Hotel, a well-known hotel in Beicheng, was built by a businessman from Shu Kingdom, and the business was very hot.

In this era when there were no chili peppers, the unique condiment of Shu was very famous, and the dogwood was a deciduous tree of the Rutaceae family, with a special fragrance.

Dogwood is an important condiment that can give off a spicy smell. Dogwood has been listed as "three spices" along with pepper and ginger in ancient times.

The Sichuan flavor hotel is mostly based on dogwood, supplemented by Sichuan pepper, and has made many spicy and delicious dishes.

The Sichuan Hotel is located in the center of the street, the red light street and the trading are connected to him, the location is quite good, it can be operated at night, and there is no need to worry about the night curfew.

The Sichuan Hotel has only two floors, a kitchen and a warehouse, the kitchen is naturally a place to cook food, and the warehouse is a place to store ingredients and alcohol.

The first floor is the hall, and the entrance is the counter, which is filled with all kinds of liquor, and in the entrance, not only are there many tables, but also a pillar is specially set up in the middle, which is specially set up for storytellers, and a small box is built below to give tips to individuals.

On the second floor, there is a private room, which is prepared for some people who like to be quiet, and the environment is beautiful, and the window can be opened to see the scenery outside.

As soon as Zhang Tie and others entered the door, a lively atmosphere came to their faces, and the hall on the first floor was almost full of people at this time.

On the pillar in the middle, a storyteller is telling the story of the past of the rivers and lakes.

Seeing that there were new guests, an idle shopkeeper ran to Zhang Tie and the others in small steps, and lowered his body, "Do you want to sit down in the hall on the first floor or in the private room on the second floor?" ”

The four of them forgot to glance at each other, and finally Zhang Tie came forward and said, "It's the hall on the first floor, it's lively." ”

"Okay! A few guest officers, please come with me. ”

As he spoke, the shopkeeper made a gesture of please. Then he took Zhang Tie and the others to the corner of the hall, where there happened to be an empty table.

The four of them dragged out of the bench and made one of them, each of them just made one, and the shopkeeper first took off the handkerchief on his shoulder, carefully wiped the already clean tabletop, and made the table spotless.

The handkerchief that was gently withdrawn shook behind the crowd, and then draped it on his shoulders again, which made Zhang Tie, who came here for the first time, nod secretly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I don't know what you want to order, the menu is written on the wall over there, do you need me to give you a single name?"

The shopkeeper pointed to the wall behind the counter, where the menu was written with a brush that was flowing and powerful, presumably by a master calligrapher.

Zhang Tie and the others all shook their heads, signaling that they didn't need to report the menu, and the four of them looked at it by themselves, and the shopkeeper quietly moved his steps and moved to the innermost, near the corner of the wall, so as not to obstruct Zhang Tie and the others' sight.

After watching it for a while, Zhang Tie ordered a stir-fry and a soup dish, and then ordered four bottles of good wine.

"Back to the pot meat, spicy beef, mapo tofu, braised pork, sauerkraut soup, four bottles of good Du Kang wine."

"Okay, guest officer, please wait a moment, there are many people now, you may wait a little longer, the guest officers may wish to listen to the old gentleman's story for a while, and we will get you the food as soon as possible."

Waiting for Zhang Tie and the others to nod, the shopkeeper walked away and went to the counter to report.

Luo Long shrugged his shoulders and said, "Since the meal will take a while, then according to the words of the shopkeeper, listen to the storyteller, and listen to others say that the storyteller here is very set." ”

"That's finex3."

At this time, the storyteller seems to have reached a critical moment, although the storyteller is old, his voice is high, his expression is excited, and his words are also infectious.

"Yan Daxia saw that the murderer was so vicious that he didn't even let go of the children, so he quickly whipped his horse and followed the horseshoe prints all the way to find the murderer who slaughtered the village."

"Yan Daxia's car is a Lu horse, a good horse specially selected for him by his sect, and after a while, I saw the owner of the horseshoe prints, which were more than a dozen people riding horses and wearing gray leather clothes."

Speaking of which, the storyteller aimed directly at the opening of the teapot, took a sip of tea, moistened his throat, and then put down the teapot.

"Yan Daxia tracked down the owner of the horseshoe print, and wanted to ask them loudly, but it turned out that there were some things hanging on these people's horses, which were blurry at first, and after Yan Daxia was one step closer, he found that it was a human head, old and young, male and female."

There was a soft snap, and the frightened people who were listening carefully shook it, but it was the storyteller who slapped the table with a small wooden block.

"Those heads are nothing else, it is the heads of the villagers who died tragically, the faces of the heads seem to be still with fear, Yan Daxia stared at him, and he was angry, and Lu who was driving accelerated and rushed up."

The storyteller looked angry, his eyes were full of surging anger, and his rickety body seemed to stand up, as if he was possessed by the person Yan Daxia who was talking, which was vivid.

"The murderer in front also found Yan Daxia chasing them behind him, stopped his horse, looked at Yan Daxia's expression, and knew that the comer was not good, but they thought that there were many people, and they didn't put Yan Daxia in their eyes, but they didn't know what kind of person the person in front of them was."

"Yan Daxia is so experienced, seeing the enemy so careless, and deliberately pretending to be a person who has lost his mind, his expression is excited, waving the sword in his hand indiscriminately, and his mouth keeps shouting, 'Give back my father's life!' Seeing this, the enemy all looked at him with laughter and relaxed their vigilance even more. ”

"I thought that the moment Yan Daxia arrived, he jumped off his horse, and killed 4 people in a row in the air without the enemy reacting, and then landed on Lu."

Taking another sip of tea, the storyteller closed his eyes and pondered, as if he was sorting out the language, but the people below knew that it was a reward.

People who can sit here to eat, there can't be poor people, reluctant to give rewards, etc., and the storyteller is talking about such vivid images, so naturally they should be rewarded.

For a while, the copper coins and silver fell into the box and collided with each other to make a clanging sound, and the sound was endless, and the storyteller on the pillar closed his eyes and moved his ears.

When the tinkling sound was completely gone, the storyteller opened his eyes and nodded without a trace, with a happy smile on his face.

"Yan Daxia caught the enemy off guard, and killed 4 people in an instant, but the enemy didn't panic, but they all put away their carelessness, rode a horse, and wanted to surround Yan Daxia."

"Yan Daxia knew that he couldn't face so many people at the same time, so he relied on Lu Ma's speed to break out of the encirclement, and his backhand was three flying knives thrown out.

"The enemy finally panicked, knowing that the horsepower of the others couldn't catch up with Yan Daxia, and there was no means of transportation, without saying a word, he turned around and left, how could Yan Daxia let the enemy get his way, reflexively pursued the enemy again, and killed 2 people."

The storyteller sighed, his face showing regret.

"It's a pity that the enemy is cunning and scattered to flee, and Yan Daxia has no way to completely annihilate the enemy, but the legal net is restored, negligent but not leaky, through the enemy's corpse, a letter was found."

"From the letter, let Yan Daxia know the identity of the murderer, you will never think of who these beasts who slaughtered the village are!"

After looking around at everyone, the storyteller gritted his teeth and said: "These beasts are actually bandits invited by the local county order, and the reason is that the people in the village do not respect him!" ”

The storyteller's expression this time, the storyteller was obviously moved by his true feelings, because his voice was trembling and his saliva was splashing.

Yan Daxia was full of anger, and immediately set off and cut off the dog official's head with a sword at the dog official's house.

Shaking his head, the storyteller let out a long sigh.

"It's a pity that Yan Daxia is still too young, how to say it, the dog official is also a county order, life and death should not be determined by him, and now he has killed the county order, but he is also guilty."

Facing the direction of the palace, he hugged his fist, "Fortunately, today's king is famous and has canceled Yan Daxia's crime, but the living crime can be avoided, and the death penalty cannot be escaped, Yan Daxia was sentenced to be a border soldier, and he can only go home after guarding the border for ten years." ”

Speaking of this, it seems that he has finished talking about this iron matter, the storyteller stood up and bowed to the people below,

"Yan Daxia's matter, that's all it takes to know, thank you for your support, it's not too late now, people are old, and they are useless, so I will say goodbye to you, see you the day after tomorrow."

As he spoke, he slowly leaned down the stairs and descended the high platform.

Zhang Tie, who was waiting for the meal on the side, thought thoughtfully, "This river and lake seems to be very interesting, you can't underestimate the people in the rivers and lakes, but it's really a chivalrous and forbidden martial arts." ”