Huangmei in June, the sky and the earth are lingering with rain, Xiao Kite hugged the sleeping Sister Rong, listened to the sound of ticking and ticking tents, lifted the curtain and looked out, and saw a barren and deserted place.

The carriage suddenly came to a stop with a bump, and Xiao Yun, who was reading a book, put on his robe, picked up a big hat and went out, and turned back after a while: "There is a bridge in front of me that has been flooded, but fortunately, the opposite side of the bridge is Canglang Town, the sky is blue, and the rain is getting smaller. ”

Li Er, the coachman, leaned closer and said, "Not far from here, there is a river temple where you can rest temporarily. ”

Xiao Yun shook his head, Xiao Kite had no objection, and Li Er drove quickly to the River Temple.

Sister Rong has woken up, Xiao Yuan led her out of the carriage, and was stunned, this river temple is very ruined, the two pillars in front of the door are mottled with vermilion lacquer, and you can vaguely see the vice couplet, the east book "should be made true by the hearts of hundreds of millions of people", and the west title is "pray for the wind and rain to be smooth". Stepping into the threshold and looking up, I saw the river god sitting in front of him, and there were two small gods beside him, who couldn't be named, all of them were golden and peeled off, unrecognizable, and obviously deserted for a long time.

A fire was lit by the wall, and six men and women were seated around, and the woman in the middle heard the prestige, smiled and beckoned: "A body of moisture invades the body and is easy to get sick, come and dry your body." ”

The others pushed and pushed and squeezed out the three positions, and Xiao Yun thanked him.

Xiao Yuan wiped the rain on Sister Rong's hair while secretly glancing at the six people, two of them were merchants, each with a burden on his side, one selling miscellaneous fruits, only a handful of fried dried apricots with sugar, a candied date, a fried beans with spices, and a drawer of various variegated candies; A seller of silk flowers, layers of square boxes scattered with colorless six-colored flowers, and butterfly bees and insects in the size of the style, very lifelike. The two of them knew each other, muttering softly, but there were also three or five sentences that slipped into the ears of others, nothing more than your business is good and I make less money. Sitting on their sides sat a man, twisting the wet rain on the hem of his robe; Next to him was a guy from the braised food shop, dressed in sauce and scent, dressed in green clothes and trousers, flipping through the account books while dripping abacus, and collecting the accounts on behalf of the shopkeeper. And then there is the woman, snorting melon seeds, dressed up outstandingly, Xiao Yuan can still guess that she is a prostitute, and it is difficult to hide the dust. Sitting next to the woman sat an old woman, with gray silver hair, drooping eyelids, and a face full of ravines.

Sister Rong stared at the miscellaneous fruits, swallowing her saliva greedily, Xiao Yan smiled and asked her what she wanted to eat, and asked the merchant: "How to sell fried dried apricots with sugar?" ”

"Three dollars and one tael."

Xiao Yuan took out the money from the sleeve cage: "It's good to weigh half a tael!" Sweet and sour taste is more bad for teeth. ”

The merchant sat still, only smiling and pouting: "There are more than one or two of this handful, why don't you buy them all, you won't suffer." ”

Before Xiao Yuan could speak, Xiao Yun said first: "Just call half a tael." ”

Seeing that the loan man was still talking, he frowned and sank down: "I've never seen you like this, you don't care about doing business." ”

The man who dialed the abacus looked up at the merchant, who stood up and walked over to the burden, took out the silver scale, and began to weigh the pounds.

The woman threw the melon seed shell into the fire, drew an arc with her free right hand, suddenly pulled out the calculation plate, held it in one hand, and gently plucked the beads in the other, and asked with a smile: "Can this really settle the account?" ”

The guy turned his head and snatched the abacus away, and said impatiently: "It's none of your business whether you can count it or not." ”

"What are you doing like this?" The woman patted her heart, still grinning.

The merchant had already weighed the dried apricots, shoveled them into a paper bag, and handed them to Xiao Yun, who took them, with a look of surprise on his face, and quickly regained his calm.