Zhou Feng and Liu Mengmeng found a wooden table in a good position and sat down, put the gold coin bag at his feet, and listened to the wind sword on the table, Zhou Feng asked, "Uncle, what kind of tea do you have here?"

The white-bearded old man was in good spirits, and he came as soon as he opened his mouth, such as a few treasures: "The Fengshan small species in Luoying City, the tribute small eagle dragon in Dewang City, and the silver coin big leaf of the Yode Kingdom." ”

Damn, I didn't expect that there were so many expensive tea leaves in this simple tea shed, Zhou Feng was about to taste it, and the white-bearded old man continued.

"None of that. ”

Zhou Feng vomited blood in his heart, uncle, are you fooling us?

Hiding the anger in his heart, he continued to ask the white-bearded old man, "What kind of tea do you have, uncle?"

The old man took out two teapots and said slowly, "Bitter leaf tea, boiled water." ”

Okay.

Zhou Feng asked Liu Mengmeng: "Do you drink?"

Liu Mengmeng poked her head with both hands, clenched her fists into two small sandbags, and said, "Bitter leaf tea." ”

"Two bowls of bitter leaf tea. Zhou Feng said.

"Okay. The white-bearded old man responded.

A quarter of an hour later, the old man brought a pot of tea and poured it into the tea bowl in front of Zhou Feng and Liu Mengmeng.

Zhou Feng couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Uncle, are you old this year?"

The old man's ears seemed to be a little drowsy: "Master? I'm not a master?"

"Gao Shou, I'm asking you Gao Shou, is it seventy this year?" Zhou Feng raised his voice slightly.

The white-bearded old man finally heard clearly: "Seventy-two." ”

Zhou Feng continued to say to the white-bearded old man, "Then you are really tough. ”

The white-bearded old man understood this time, and replied, "No, my ears are not very good for a while." ”

Zhou Feng and Liu Mengmeng drank the tea slowly, the bitter leaf tea here is very different from what they have drunk in Dewang City, it is less bitter than seventy percent, and it is several times more fragrant, and this aroma is the more you drink, the better it is, the more you taste, the more energetic.

The white-bearded old man was sitting in the doorway fighting crickets.

Liu Mengmeng couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "How can this bitter leaf tea be so delicious, it is completely different from what I have drunk before, even the high-grade tea in the royal city of Zhide is also better." ”

Zhou Feng thought deeply: "Yes, I thought that in this rural wilderness, I can still drink such delicious tea." ”

Liu Mengmeng drank the tea, saw the old man fighting crickets, walked over and squatted beside him, and asked, "Uncle, are you fighting crickets?"

The old man was taken aback by Liu Mengmeng, and said to Liu Mengmeng: "Yes, you see, the one on the left is called the marshal, and the one on the right is called the emperor. ”

Zhou Feng thought to himself, this old man is really childlike, and he also walked over to take a look.

The cricket on the left is the size of a thumb, black all over, with teeth and claws, very scary, and the cricket on the right is slightly smaller than it, and the shell is indeed a very rare golden yellow, and at this time it is being forced into a corner by the cricket on the left, with its forefeet open and on the defensive.

The white-bearded old man was fascinated, and asked Zhou Feng and Liu Mengmeng without raising his head: "Do you guess which of the two will win?" ”

Liu Mengmeng lowered her head and pondered, and Zhou Feng asked rhetorically: "Then uncle, what do you guess?"

The old man straightened his bent back and replied, "I guess the marshal wins." ”

Liu Mengmeng also chimed in beside him: "I also guess Marshal Black wins!"

Zhou Feng observed, although this black marshal is larger and aggressive, it is obvious that the long-lasting and reckless impact will make its endurance faster, and although the emperor's cricket is temporarily at a disadvantage, he has been defending, with plenty of physical strength, recuperation, and he will turn the tables at any time.

Zhou Feng thought for a while and said, "Then I guess the emperor wins." ”

The old man was playful and said, "It's not fun enough for us to guess like this, or let's make a bet." ”

"Okay, what are you betting on?" Zhou Feng asked.

"Bet a gold coin. The white-bearded old man said.

Zhou Feng still kept his eyes and asked, "Do you only bet one gold coin?"

The old man laughed, pulled some tattered linen clothes, and said to Zhou Feng, "Do you think I look like a person with more money?"

Zhou Feng didn't think that one gold coin was too little, he was afraid that the old man would play some text trap, one gold coin would be a gold coin, and if he lost, he should buy wine for the old man, and he wouldn't want it if he won.

"Okay, then a gold coin. Zhou Feng said.

Liu Mengmeng also said beside him: "Then I will also press a gold coin to win the black marshal." ”

After speaking, the three of them looked down to watch the duel of the crickets, only to see that the marshal was pressing step by step, the left and right claws came out, and the emperor on the right side was powerless, Liu Mengmeng and the white-bearded old man were very happy, thinking that Zhou Feng had to take out two sons today, but at this time, the change occurred, with the continuous attack of the black marshal on the left, it gradually became a little physically exhausted, and the frequency of the attack gradually went down, the golden cricket on the right seized the opportunity, followed the loophole, and pressed it up in one step, the golden cricket was like a tiger just out of the cage, biting the black marshal on the left, and the attack was full of dead holes, three moves and two styles, and the black marshal was overturned to the ground。

The golden cricket on the right turns defeat into victory!

Liu Mengmeng was so disappointed, sighed, and said to Zhou Feng: "I owe you a gold coin, and I'll give it to you when I go back." ”

Zhou Feng smiled and said, "Okay." ”

The white-bearded old man also sighed constantly, holding the cricket jar and complaining: "Black Marshal, Black Marshal, why are you so brave and resourceless!"

After being sad for a while, the white-bearded old man rummaged through the coins in his pocket, and after looking for a long time, he took out four or five silver coins from his hand, and the old man's expression was a little embarrassed: "It just opened today, and there are no customers yet, you see that it is not enough for a gold." ”

Zhou Feng waved his hand and said to the old man: "Uncle, winning or losing is for fun, I don't plan to ask for this money, you can quickly take back the silver coins." ”

The white-bearded old man was very stubborn, and said, "How can I do it, I have never been a time when I don't speak." ”

After thinking about it, he rummaged through the cabinet in the back.

After a while, the old man walked out holding an earth-colored wine gourd, this gourd was not big, the size of a palm, wide at the bottom and narrow at the top, the mouth of the gourd was plugged by a wooden stopper, the old man shook the gourd, and poured out three golden pills from it.

The white-bearded old man handed the three golden pills to Zhou Feng and said to him, "Young man, these three golden pills will be given to you, and they can be regarded as the gold coin I lost." ”

Zhou Feng hurriedly said: "Uncle, I really don't need it, you can take it back quickly, how much is our tea money, and we should hurry after settling the account." ”

Liu Mengmeng also smiled and said: "Uncle, who knows if your three golden pills are soybeans, Zhou Feng is playing with you, don't take it seriously." ”

As soon as the old man heard Liu Mengmeng say that there were three soybeans in his hand, he was immediately unhappy, and he blew his beard and said: "Who told you that I have three soybeans, these are three golden pills, which have the effect of life and death!"

After speaking, he forced the three golden pills into Zhou Feng's hand.

Zhou Feng saw that he had been delayed for a while in this tea shed, so he had to take the pill in the old man's hand and said to the white-bearded old man: "Uncle, then I will accept your golden pill, how much is our tea?"

The old man pondered for a moment and said, "Ten copper coins." ”

Zhou Feng threw over a gold coin and said to the white-bearded old man: "Uncle, even if we honor you with the rest of the money, we are leaving, you take care." ”

After speaking, Zhou Feng took the gold coin bag, took the wind listening sword, got on the horse sideways, and prepared to leave.

The old man smiled and saw that they both got on the horse, stroked his beard, and asked: "This golden pill is very precious, don't eat it indiscriminately when you are fine!"

"Got it, uncle!" Liu Mengmeng replied, and after speaking, the two of them followed the road and gradually disappeared without a trace.

The origin of these three pills is unknown, although the old man doesn't look like a bad person, but I will eat indiscriminately to have a ghost, Zhou Feng thought to himself, and put the pill in the depths of his pocket.

(End of chapter.) ）