The market next to Mingxi, not far outside Sioux City, is a more lively place than Zhichengfang, and there is no need to worry about the soldiers patrolling around, and there is no need to worry about which "adult" car will collide, such a "vulgar and messy" small market is really suitable for some people.

It is said that Lao Zhu's troupe, which came from the capital, has stayed in this small market for half a month, and some leisure people have asked why they don't continue to tour, but Lao Zhu always prevaricates with absurd and indecent excuses such as "the scenery here is rare in the world, and it is really an inferior person who lingers for this reason and is reluctant ......to leave", and then continued to listen to the opera happily.

The old Zhu family opera troupe sang the most but wrote a play "Looking for Plums" written by himself, which must be performed almost every day, of course, it will not be performed again when he is off duty. This "Looking for Plum" also has a unique flavor, telling about a strange and strange master-apprentice relationship.

"Little Er, let's have a pot of white soup."

The surname of the speaker is Wang Dan, a single name with the word "Qing", his parents are all businessmen and gentry, and his family is well-off, and he just married the daughter of the Lu family, a cloth merchant in a neighboring city, and the husband and wife are also harmonious.

This Wang Qing has had a hobby of listening to operas since he was a child, but most of them are "luxurious" new dramas that pursue effects. But he didn't want to pass by the Mingxi Market a few days ago and accidentally heard a "Looking for Plum Blossoms" and became obsessed with it, and he must arrive every day, and even unreasonably asked Lao Zhu to sing a special song for him on the day of off-duty.

"Alright, guest officer. A pot of white soup~"

A pot of thick beige tea soup was served, mixed with a little osmanthus, wolfberry, lily, peanuts and sunflower seeds, and the white water vapor rose like a dream. This white soup is also the unique craft of the old Zhu family, it is said that it was learned from a royal chef who went out of the palace when he was in the capital, whether anyone believes it or not, but there are many people who are willing to spend a few copper coins to serve such a pot of white soup.

After a short time, there were already a lot of people sitting under the stage, Lao Zhu came on stage as usual, greeted him with a few words, teased a few jokes, and coaxed the audience to be happy before leaving the stage with his fists and leaving the stage for the actors who were about to appear.

Wang Qing leisurely shook his fan and took a sip of tea soup, and at this moment, a little boy galloped over on a mule, muttering something vaguely in his mouth. This scared Wang Qing a lot, the tea soup choked his throat and didn't say anything, and even his beloved Mofei bamboo folding fan was wet with the overturned white soup. When he finally recovered, Wang Qing got up and kicked the bench over, and rushed towards the boy who was already talking to Lao Zhu with a big belly.

"Are you sure you read that right?"

"That's right, that's right. Uncle Zhu, it's definitely him, I recognize it when it's burned to ashes! ”

"Ge Lao Tzu drop! Finally made me wait for him. Go, call Ganzi and they go together. ”

Wang Qing slowed down as he ran, he was a very curious person, listening to such a strange conversation between the master and servant, he put aside what had just happened for the time being, and grabbed Lao Zhu's hand while the little boy ran away and pretended to be angry and asked:

"Boss Zhu, your little boy just shocked me, so I was almost choked to death, and I also destroyed a precious ink concubine fan. You're going to have to move on this, right? ”

Lao Zhu's neck shrank, he knew that the master in front of him was not easy to mess with, this time it was really troublesome...

He pulled out his hand, carefully adjusted his robe, and apologized in a low voice: "Master Qing, I'm really sorry, because this child in my family is too young and ignorant to collide with my master, I will accompany you." Come here tomorrow, my Lao Zhu will personally sing a good show for you! ”

Wang Qing saw that this old Zhu was just accompanying him, and he planned to withdraw from it, of course he refused, he took a step forward to stop the other party, his face was flat, and he raised his right fist and said angrily:

"Boss Zhu, it's not kind, you plan to deal with this matter like this, huh?!"

Wiping the sweat that had already flowed to the corners of his eyes, Lao Zhu took out a jade pendant in the shape of a black plum branch from his waist.

"Qing Ye, it's not that I deliberately fooled you, but there are some urgent matters that need to be dealt with now. When I come back, you come to me with the jade pendant and perform a "Looking for Plum" for you alone, no, two! ”

took the jade pendant and turned it upside down, Wang Qing threw the jade pendant back to Lao Zhu in disgust, his face eased a little, he stretched out his hand to hold Lao Zhu's shoulder and sighed softly:

"Boss Zhu, let's do it, it's not that I, Wang Qing, deliberately embarrassed you, after all, we've known each other for so long, haven't we? I'm just listening... Isn't it the boss, your enemy is here? What, do you need help? ”

Lao Zhu listened, subconsciously clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said, "Enemy? It's really an enmity! I, Lao Zhu, have been waiting here for so long just to wait for him! ”

As if he was suddenly taken aback by the always honest and honest Lao Zhu, Wang Qing hurriedly let go of his arm and retreated a few steps to the side.

Lao Zhu realized his gaffe at this time, he hurriedly recovered his expression, and bent his back again, becoming the humble and real troupe boss again.

"Qingye, no need, no need, how dare I bother you. We'll take care of this ourselves, and you'll have to listen to the show and wait for us to come back. ”

After speaking, without waiting for Wang Qing's reaction, Lao Zhu stretched out his hand and dragged a passing tea-serving servant: "You go, take Qing Ye to find a good place to sit in the front again, and then re-serve a pot of white soup and snacks!" ”

"Hey, you little guy don't get in the way of the master, be careful that the master is looking for someone to clean you up! Boss Zhu, Boss Zhu! You're really bad! ”

Looking at the little guy in front of him who didn't give an inch and Lao Zhu, who had disappeared behind the stage, Wang Qing stomped his feet angrily, sighed, and turned around and walked back. When passing by an old man with a long beard and long hair, he sprinted and rolled over, rode on a red steed next to him, patted the horse's buttocks, and galloped away, leaving only the old man with a confused face and the little man serving tea.

"Uncle Li, I'll borrow this horse first, and I'll return it to you when I come back~"

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Although Sioux City is not big, it is also full of organs, and there are many people, and it is extremely difficult to find someone who has not seen or heard of someone. No, Wang Qing was already dazzled in the city, and suddenly, he patted his head vigorously:

"Oh, why am I so stupid, wouldn't it be nice to ask that guy about this kind of thing!"

Fengxue Building, although the name is elegant, is a romantic place, and it is the favorite place for rich sons like Wang Qing. The boss of this Fengxue Building is also strange, but he is a personable beautiful boy, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry, Tianjing, and geography.

Besides, this Wang Qing galloped all the way to the front of the Fengxue Building, no matter how many pedestrians and roadside vendors he collided with, he turned over and dismounted and threw the reins to the horse boy on the side, and went straight to the top of the building.

"Ah Xue, Ah Xue. Come out, I've got something for you! ”

Stretching out his hand to pull a frightened girl, Wang Qing wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked, "Say, where did your boss go?" I have something important to look for him. ”

"Qingye, Childe, he is here, in the attic."

Pushing the girl away, Wang Qing moved his fat body with difficulty and continued to climb upstairs.

"Damn, why did this neurotic build such a tall ......"

The attic on the top of the wind and snow building is transparent on all sides, and on the top is a white phoenix that is hovering and flying in relief, and the beams and pillars around it are also engraved with dense complex scriptures. There are two people in the cabinet, a tall and handsome boy dressed in white, and a girl in Mai without makeup. two people, a wooden table, four small stools; A pot of hot tea, two Jianzhan lamps, and a plate of pastries can be regarded as a rare elegance in this noisy market.

Feng Xue half-leaned on the railing, holding his folding fan that never left his body, staring at the crowd downstairs and lazily asked, "Ah Ye, how long have we been out?" ”

"Son, it's been more than two months."

"It's been so long, and it's almost time to admit new people. Isn't there an organization in the hospital? ”

"It is said that this session was personally selected by several gentlemen."

"Oh? Are they so idle? The old man didn't even go to build a building? ”