Su Wanniang held the teacup and brought it to the child's mouth.

The tea is not hot, just in the mouth.

"Drink slowly, moisten your throat first, and eat a snack later!" Su Wanniang said to Xu Junhao with a light smile, softly.

Xu Junhao obediently drank two sips of tea and stopped drinking, it was the first time he came to the teahouse.

When I was at home in the northwest, I occasionally heard my grandfather mention the teahouse, but he never went there.

Unexpectedly, his mother actually brought him to the teahouse today.

This teahouse sounded much more powerful than a teahouse, and besides, he felt strange everywhere he looked at such a big place. Besides, there are snacks to eat, Xu Junhao feels that this time is like a dream.

Su Wanniang didn't know what the little guy thought, but she saw that the little guy was a little excited on his face, although he was not timid on his face, but he couldn't let go. I thought that if I had the opportunity in the future, I would take my children out and walk around more.

The mother and son waited for a while, estimating that it was too early, and the kitchen still needed time to prepare.

After a while, the guy stepped forward with a tray with a smile and said politely: "Let the little master of the lady wait for a long time!" words. Then he neatly put the two plates of tea on the table, and respectfully added the tea.

Su Wanniang nodded and thanked her, and then pushed the two plates of dim sum in front of the child.

She wasn't hungry, she had eaten some breakfast on the street since she came out, and now she can still eat anywhere. However, the little guy didn't eat much, and Su Wanniang didn't worry that he would accumulate food.

Xu Junhao is a sensible person, and he will not eat nonsense every time he eats.

"Taste it, which flavor do you like?" This is a jujube cake, sweet. This is a goose wrap, I can't tell. ”

Although I didn't try it, the jujube-red jujube cake in front of me was cut into mahjong-sized chunks, and I could tell at a glance that it was sweet. On it, it seemed that honey was also used, and she smelled a faint smell of honey.

Of course, the red date cake here is a red date rice cake, not all of which are red dates.

It's a little different from the crystal clear jujube cake I've ever seen.

Another dish of goose meat rolls looks a bit like spring rolls, with a golden skin that looks like it has been fried or fried, and both ends are stained with white sesame seeds. It smelled like goose meat, more like goose fat. I guess it was fried in goose fat!

Xu Junhao has seen red date cakes, but there are many red dates in the northwest, and the red dates look black. Moreover, the big chunks are stocky when they look at them.

The little guy looked left and right and thought he liked it all.

He finally picked up a piece of red date cake with chopsticks, but handed it to Su Wanniang's mouth, and said with a smile: "Mother, try it, it tastes good?" ”

Seeing that the little guy was so sensible and filial, Su Wanniang took a small bite and nodded.

"Well, sweet, not bad."

She has a general sweet tooth and a preference for food, but she is not as keen on herbs.

Xu Junhao saw that Su Wanniang had tasted it, so he brought the red date cake to his mouth and ate it in small bites.

The sweet taste in the mouth, as well as the aroma of red dates, made Xu Junhao's eyes squint when he ate. Children love sweets, and Xu Junhao is no exception.

When the little guy finished eating a piece of red date cake, an old man wearing a hat and a long shirt and a short shirt walked in at the gate of the teahouse on the side. The old man was holding a folding fan in his hand, dangling slowly.

As soon as she saw the other party's dress, Su Wanniang knew his identity, and immediately straightened up.

In the teahouse, people have already come in one after another.

Although there were not many people seated, the scene was lively.

From time to time, there was the sound of guests calling for tea and water or snacks, and the old storyteller walked slowly to the table, and then sat down on a chair peacefully.

He took off his hat and put it on the table, then took the folding fan and shook it.

The guy in the teahouse immediately sent tea and asked if he wanted to use dim sum but was rejected by the old man with a serious face.

Su Wanniang found that this old man was quite principled. From the time he placed his hat, the old man had a lot of rules. Such a person is strict with himself and others.

I just don't know if she can get some useful news when she comes today.

"Hey, old man, what are you going to say to you today?"

"Yes, yes, the old gentleman said something strange and interesting?"

"I'm here early in the morning, and I've been waiting until now!"

......

In the teahouse, some of the regular customers had already begun to shout, apparently fascinated by the stories told by the storyteller. I can't wait to open is urging.

However, everyone was polite, and Mr. Storyteller did not react when he heard everyone's words.

He stroked his sleeve to himself, then sat upright, and placed the folding fan beside the table.

Looking at his appearance, although the guests were anxious, they also remembered the old man's age. Moreover, those who are familiar with his temperament know that this storyteller has a strange temper and a little tendon!

After taking a sip of tea to moisten his throat, the old man woke up the wood, stroked his gray beard and said quietly: "Last time, I told you about the heroic deeds of the general who conquered the west!" Now, let's change it and talk about an incident that happened recently! ”

The storyteller snapped, and the teahouse immediately fell silent.

When everyone heard the old man mention the general of the expedition to the west, their eyes suddenly lit up.

Men like to listen to the stories of heroes, and at this time they thought that the old man was going to talk about big heroes, and they were suddenly interested.

But the following sentence of Mr. Storyteller disappointed everyone.

However, I heard that they are all people with decent family backgrounds, and everyone has nothing to do, so they are naturally happy to listen to some small things and interesting things to pass the time.

Su Wanniang found that the tone of the storyteller's speech was somewhat like that of people from the north.

Although she was surprised, she didn't think much of it.

The next moment, I heard the old but powerful voice of the storyteller: "A few days ago, little old man, I heard some rumors. Presumably everyone has also heard of it, that is, the general of Zhengxi went to Guhuai Town under the city of Jingxi Mansion in the northwest to deal with the epidemic! ”

As soon as the topic of Mr. Storyteller was raised, someone immediately began to talk about it below.

Of course, they know about such a big thing.

In everyone's mouths, there are only sighs left.

After all, this is not a good thing, and the people of Guhuai Town are really unlucky. They were all infected with the plague, and the whole town was destroyed.

Su Wanniang's heart has been mentioning, and when she heard the storyteller mention this, she immediately pricked up her ears and wanted to hear more news.

The people around were chatting, and there was some gossip in their words. However, there are few that are really useful.

On the high platform, the storyteller saw that everyone also reacted, and they were all discussing, and everyone was interested in this topic. He continued: "In other words, when the general of Zhengxi came to Guhuai Town, Guhuai Town was already heavily guarded, and no one in the town was allowed to enter or leave. And every other day, someone dies of illness! ”

"General Zhengxi led the military doctor to treat the people, and even Dr. Hao got the news and rushed over." Speaking of this, the old man shook his head, sighed and said, "Hey, it's a pity! The epidemic was rampant, and although the people were properly arranged and cared for, they were not able to survive it. There are 378 households in Guhuai Town, all of them are gone! ”