Chapter 3: The Drunkard
"Dad, mother, Yu Rou, you all take care of yourself, the Yu family tea house has a lot of things, be careful and tired. ”
The father and mother both had red eyes, took his hand, and repeatedly told him: "You also have to take care of yourself, if you are bullied outside, you must remember to go home and find us." ”
Yu Rou tugged at the corner of his clothes behind him, choked for a while, and only spit out a short sentence: "Brother, be careful, come back safely." ”
Fu Yunge touched his sister's head distressedly, and bowed slightly to his father and mother, which was regarded as a farewell.
A few servants handed the light package that had just been hastily sorted out to the Fuyun Singer. Fu Yunge looked around and saw the "daughter-in-law" again.
At this time, he suddenly felt a pantothenic acid in his heart, and shame welled up in his heart. He walked slowly up to her and whispered, "Really...... I'm sorry to let you suffer this kind of grievance for no reason. ”
The "daughter-in-law" shook her head, raised her face plainly and sincerely, and said word by word: "It's okay, I'm your wife, the Yu family's affairs are my business, and I will take care of your parents." ”
Fu Yunge felt guilty again, and he hurriedly said, "I'...... I don't know when I'll be able to ...... Not as good as you...... Remarry as soon as possible. ”
Unexpectedly, the "daughter-in-law" did not agree, and still stubbornly insisted: "I don't, I will wait for you to come back as long as you go." ”
Fu Yunge's tongue was a little knotted, and he didn't know what to say. This girl, although the two are inseparable, while he feels guilty in his heart, he also sincerely wishes her that she can find the happiness that truly belongs to her as soon as possible, after all, she is indeed a good girl.
has been surrounded by everyone and sent out of the gate, Fu Yunge didn't want to stay any longer, so he hurriedly waved his hand and asked his family to go back, and he quickly ran to Dongfang Shiming's side.
Dongfang Shiming's eyes revealed a complex color that was not easy to detect, but it quickly disappeared, and a faint smile regained in Fu Yunge's words of apology. The two of them hurried up and hurried to Chaoyun Street where the master of Drunken Dust Township was located.
The Liuzhi River estuary, where the Yujia Tea House is located, is some distance from Chaoyun Street, but there are convenient merchant and passenger boats between them, and they ferries back and forth along the river all year round. Chaoyun Street Port is a well-known market vendor trading place, with waterways extending in all directions, and many merchants from all over the world come here to trade and trade, which is very lively.
The most talked about in Chaoyun Street is the big merchant house at the end of the street. The Merchant House has preserved the centuries-old auction tradition, and there are many rumors and anecdotes about treasures and wealthy merchants.
Today's Chaoyun Street Port, everything is also lively as usual.
And in a tavern on the corner of the street with a wide wine flag, an unkempt regular came in as usual, and ordered a pot of good wine and a few side dishes at the window, where he poured himself a pleasant drink.
The shopkeeper never knew where this regular customer came from, and he didn't know when he had been drinking here every day, because it was long before he became the shopkeeper. But the shopkeeper has always been very curious about him, firstly because of his personality of never talking too much and leaving after drinking, and secondly, he has some places, indeed...... It's kind of weird.
Thinking of this, the shopkeeper couldn't help but peek at the face of the regular customer a few more times.
It's so strange, he has always touched his face like this, and since he became the shopkeeper for ten years, his appearance has hardly changed, as if he will not age at all.
The shopkeeper has been doing business in Chaoyun Street all the year round, and he can be regarded as well-informed. He had also heard that those masters at the top of the Three Days Realm did have the ability to maintain their faces forever and would not age easily, but no matter how this regular visitor looked at it, from which point of view, it seemed that he did not fit well with "those masters".
In any case, what master would spend his days doing nothing and drinking heavily in tattered clothes? Although he is young and not old, this appearance gives people the impression that he is just a new man in his prime and has no atmosphere of being a master at all.
The regular customer didn't seem to notice the shopkeeper's curious gaze at all, and was just drinking and eating to himself. From time to time, he glanced out the door, or occasionally swept over the guests who entered the door to drink, but they were all indifferent looks, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.
After twisting the old clothes that had taken off the thread in a few places, the regular customer carried the wine jug and weighed the remaining wine, so he waved his hand and beckoned Xiao Er to give him a drink to take away.
The wine was filled with a large and shiny gourd hanging from his waist, with a slender purple thread tied around the mouth of the gourd. This gourd Xiaoer sees it every day, and sees it closer than his own father, and every time the regular customers will take this full gourd back to drink after drinking.
Soon Xiao Er turned out from behind with a gourd, and carefully placed the gourd full of wine on the table in front of the regulars. The regular customer took out the wine money from his bosom and put it in the small second-hand without hurry, and slowly poured the last bit of wine in the pot, raised the wine cup and smacked it carefully.
Xiao Er accepted the money and turned around to go back to the counter and hand it over to the shopkeeper. At this moment, I suddenly heard a sharp sound of fighting and shouting from across the street, accompanied by the shaking of broken utensils, and the cry of a child and woman, and it was obvious that something was wrong outside.
Several tables of customers in the store heard this and looked out of the window to see what was going on. Xiao Er couldn't help but be curious, and ran to the door to grab the door frame and stretched out his head to look. Only the regular was still drinking peacefully, tilting his head and pouring the last drop of wine from the cup into his throat.
At this time, across the street, a shop that had also been in business for a long time was suffering from an unwarranted disaster.
I saw a few big men break into their shop, smashing and destroying for no reason, so frightened that the customers and men scattered like birds. The old shopkeeper, who was close to the age of six, tried to reason with them, but was thrown to the ground by one of the big men, and spit out a mouthful of blood at that time, and fell to the ground struggling.
In an instant, the counter cracked, the goods collapsed, and the originally neat storefront was smashed by the troublemakers.
Seeing that the destruction was almost over, a big man in the lead straightened his broad shoulders and looked arrogant, walked to the door in a few steps, and shouted in a loud voice: "The brothers want to wash their hands in a golden basin and do business here, and they need ten shops around here." I advise all the bosses to get out of the house as soon as possible, otherwise, they will be like this one and accept our 'souvenirs'!"
This big man's voice was like a bell, and several nearby stores had come over to see the situation, so he heard these words very clearly.
The face of the tavern shopkeeper suddenly changed color, and the guests at several tables had no intention of drinking, some wanted to get up and leave but were worried about being found in trouble, and some had sympathy and helpless expressions towards the shopkeeper. The regular customer was about to get up, but after hearing this, he slowly sat back on the table with an unpredictable look in his eyes.
Xiao Er was so frightened at the door that his legs stiffened, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he wanted to move back quietly, but his body was so soft that he didn't dare to move because of fear. Both hands were clasped tightly on the edge of the door frame, and their teeth chattered a little.
The tavern was next to the stricken shop, just across the street, and Xiao Er shrank at the door, and the big men saw him at a glance.
The leader may not have had enough fun before he could play his majesty, so he took two steps towards Xiao Er, and shouted loudly with a fierce look in his eyes: "You, are you the shopkeeper of this store?"
Xiao Er was already so frightened, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe, and he said, "I...... I ......"
The big man didn't care about 3721, he pinched the back of Xiao Er's neck with a hand, lifted him up like a puppy, opened his eyes, and shouted: "I'm asking you! Are you the shopkeeper of this house?"
Xiao Er's neck suddenly felt a sharp pain. His face turned pale, he waved his hands in fear, and said in a trembling voice, "I...... I'm not ......."
"Isn't it?!" green tendons jumped under the black cloth on the corner of the big man's forehead, and he smiled instead of anger: "...... Then do you know what the consequences of wasting your uncle's precious time are?"
Xiao Er trembled and hummed weakly: "No, I don't know ......"
Unexpectedly, I only heard the piercing and loud sound of "pop", which was heard all over the store. Seeing that Xiao Er had fallen to the ground, covering his right face in pain, his face was a red palm print.
"Hmph," the big man glanced at him with contempt, "then don't be nosy!"
Seeing that his second child was injured for no reason, and he was threatened, the shopkeeper couldn't help but be shocked and angry. But this big man who doesn't know how much he is tall must not be able to beat, so he can only eat soft and deflated...... I don't know what's going on, thinking of this, the shopkeeper's eyes unconsciously glanced over to the regulars, as if he was really "that kind of master", although it was unlikely......
However, at this time, the regular customer slowly and silently lifted himself from his seat.
Seeing that there were still those who were not afraid of death, Dahan's attention instantly locked on him. But when the big man saw him for the first time, he couldn't help but laugh in his heart, that kind of torn clothes, that rotten clothes, basically sure that he was a simple madman.
But he still raised his head arrogantly and asked, "You, what are you doing?"
The regular customer lazily lowered his head and said, "...... I'm not a shopkeeper. ”
Seeing that this madman despised himself like this, the anger in his heart rushed up again. He clenched his fists "squeak", strode over to the regulars, and said with a cruel smile: "Nonsense! You are such a, I ...... you uncle."
“...... I...... Just here to drink. ”