Chapter 199: Rubbing Rice
The boat floated on the lake for several days, and finally docked, Ying Long tied the boat to the wooden pillar on the embankment, Ke'er jumped off the boat, the old vulture looked at the fishing rod in his hand, his face was sad, and sighed:
"I'm going ashore!"
Ke'er tugged at the corner of the old eagle's clothes and said, "Grandpa, if you are reluctant to take this fishing rod, take it, it's okay, if you are tired, let Ying Long take it!"
The old eagle touched a fishing rod in his hand, wrapped the fishing line, put it behind him, looked at the lake nostalgically, and did not know what was involved, and sighed indifferently with tears: "I am going ashore!"
Ying Long took Ke'er's hand, Ke'er pulled the corner of the old eagle's clothes, the three of them looked at the wide official road, looked at the pedestrians coming and going, and suddenly became confused, where is this?
Ying Long placed Kerr and the old vulture eagle, volunteered to explore the way, looking around, it was a wheat field one by one, a village, the sky was clear and blue, occasionally the carriage galloped by, it was a burst of yellow dust, the road was full of farmers with hats, men with hoes, occasionally saw Ying Long, he smiled kindly.
Ying Long asked, "Is there a town here?"
Nong Han bare his brown back, looked at Ying Long, but did not speak, pointed to the end of the official road, the yellow dust was filled with nothing, and he couldn't see anything clearly, but faintly, like a town.
Ying Long nodded and thanked him, ran over quickly, and was still far away, when he heard the sound of selling one after another, a string of dragon-like wheat convoys stopped, and when the yellow dust faded away, the appearance of the town became clearer and clearer, over a loess wall, there were people dressed as militiamen in the low city gate tower, although it was only a town, but there were so many wheat transactions every day, and it was also a rich land.
This low earth wall is not as tall as the stone brick city wall, should be turned over like a dragon spirit monkey, the scene in front of you is quite novel, the bustling streets, occupied by the wheat convoy for most of the part, the remaining half is left to the hawkers and crowded crowds, the smell of wine wafting high-rise buildings stand on both sides, the front of the door is rubbed white, the shopkeeper stands outside the door shouting and soliciting.
Ying Long carried the empty pockets, and his heart was empty, and he walked on the road dejectedly, looking at the golden wheat and the sweaty coachman, he thought that he could work!
A shopkeeper stepped forward, bent down and said with a smile: "Guest officer, do you want to stay in the hotel?"
Ying Long patted his pocket and said bluntly: "I'm a poor bastard, I can't afford to play a top-notch job, I can't afford to live in a hotel, it's useless for you to bother with me, I can't make money." ”
Although the shopkeeper was a little depressed, he was a warm-hearted person in the end, and said: "Guest officer, that's okay, in this wheat grain field, even if you pick up wheat under every wheat cart to eat, you can't starve to death, not to mention that it's been a few days, the rich man of wheat hoarding has begged for his wife, he is also a wheat seller to make a fortune, and he is a loyal and honest person, isn't it good for you to eat a few meals for nothing?"
Ying Long's eyes widened and he smiled: "Eat rice, good idea!"
Shopkeeper: "Then you have to go quickly, the road is easy to find, do you see that big house? It's there, you look at the sun in the sky, it's almost time to start eating, and you can't even drink soup if it's delayed!"
Ying Long slapped his thigh, and was about to rush back, remembering that Ke'er was still by the small lake, and such a long road could not fly over at once, so he asked:
"Do you have a carriage here?"
The shopkeeper burst out laughing, pulled out a carriage, and said, "This is the shopkeeper's carriage, and he also went to the rich man's house, but you have to come back early, as long as he doesn't find out, don't scold me!"
Ying Long arched his hand, urged the horse to raise the whip, and ran away with a smoke.
The green horse driving the car flew out of the wheat valley and galloped along the official road.
The old eagle sat on the shore, the fishing rod stretched into the water, motionless, like a stone statue, he knew that once he came ashore, it would be another scene, he always had to catch a few more fish to feel at ease, the courage was hungry, there was a belly of fish, the days would not be too bitter, so he caught five or six in a row.
This made Kerr busy, holding a wooden stick in both hands, surrounded by live fish, she was a little flustered, clumsy, the wooden stick in her hand smashed and knocked, obviously it should be smashed on the head of the fish, but it was always smashed crookedly.
The fish were frightened, these little creatures, they have also seen some of the world, on weekdays, this stick goes down, they should die, look at Ke'er's clumsiness, a few sticks go down, I don't know where they have been smashed, the wooden board is smashed with a bang, I can't tell if the next stick will hit my head, the mood is immediately different, it's just tormented to death.
Ke'er smashed for a long time, his hands were sore, and then he looked at the five fish, one with bruises, one dying, and three alive, maybe seeing the death of his companion was too miserable, those three struggled even more fiercely.
Looking at a carriage, neither of them was moved, and as soon as the carriage stopped, Ke'er raised his head and shouted happily:
"Grandpa, Ying Long is here, and there is a carriage!"
Ying Long was angry on his chest and shouted: "Let's go, I'll take you to eat good things!"
Kerr asked, "Is there any meat?"
Ying Long patted his chest and said, "Yes!"
The eagle asked, "Is there any wine?"
Ying Long patted his chest again and said, "Yes!"
Kerr dropped the stick, jumped into the carriage with joy, and the old eagle took the fishing rod, but still looked old, and wore the five fish, hung them behind him, and said, "Let's go!"
As soon as Ying Long raised his whip, the green horse ran again, rushed into the wheat valley plain, and stopped outside the shop, and Ying Long pulled Ke'er and the old eagle away from him.
The shopkeeper took back the carriage, looked at the three of them from a distance, and said with a wry smile: "The rice is also dragged like this, hey~"
The mansion was very lively, and they came a little late, missing the lively hour at the top, but there were firecrackers and confetti everywhere, and the deafening gongs and drums still stunned the three of them.
The servant outside the house led the three of them to their seats, and the old eagle also saw some doorways, but it was also good to be able to eat a meal, and he hung the five fish behind him, and laughed happily.
The sound of gongs and drums came one after another, and Ke'er blinked her eyes, looked at the novel scenery around her, and asked, "Who is getting married?"
Ying Long couldn't say that he didn't know him, so he said, "It's my sister!"
Ke'er was puzzled: "Your sister?
Ying Long continued to flicker: "It's my sister, a few days ago, I saw injustice on the road and pulled out a knife to help, and saved a person, she recognized me as a brother, I recognized him as a sister, today she got married, I am still a member of my mother's family, don't eat her a meal."
Ke'er didn't know if she heard it, her eyes fell on the dish that was about to be served, chicken, duck and fish were available, this was not a lie.
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