Jiang He followed the guidance of passers-by and the map of Kyoto City in his hand, and easily found this Dongzhi Street. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Dongzhi Street is located in the southeast of the city, near Yanxing Gate, to the west is Daci Temple, which can be said to be a prosperous area in the city.

"Thirty-seven households on Dongzhi Street. ”

Confirm again, Jiang He took the key and walked into the alley, although the road in front of the door is not spacious, but the environment is elegant, there seems to be a big mulberry tree in the courtyard, the branches and leaves have stretched out to the door, and there are not too many noisy wine shops around, it is indeed a good residence.

Jiang He opened the lock and pushed open the courtyard door, the courtyard was paved with gray bricks, a big mulberry tree was planted in the middle of the courtyard, the leaves were as green as jade, and there was a well on the side of the courtyard wall.

Behind the courtyard is a hall house, as well as a stove room and a small backyard, in which firewood is neatly stacked in the corners.

The more Jiang He looked, the more he didn't understand, although this courtyard was not very big, it did have everything, and the house really had everything except for the cotton wool cover and the pots and pans in the stove room.

There are a few cases in the lower three clouds, a stool, and even a recliner.

Jiang He put away the lease, and then picked up a broom to sweep away some dust in the house, the mulberry tree in the courtyard has produced many mulberries, Jiang He picked one to taste, it was very sweet.

After the cleaning was completed, Jiang He looked up at the gloomy sky, and hurriedly went to the inn to take back the clothes and books back to his home, and by the way, he also prepared some cotton wool and sheets and other daily necessities.

Jiang He went in and out of this courtyard in the afternoon, and finally prepared the pots and pans, salt, rice and rape, fortunately he was one person to eat and the whole family was not hungry, otherwise it would really make Jiang He's head big.

And Jiang He's frequent entry and exit has also attracted the attention of the neighbors on the side of the courtyard, and Jiang He has also said hello to him. There is a cook living in the courtyard on the left, and at this moment he will go back to the house to rest during the lunch break, and then go to the restaurant in the evening, he opens the courtyard door and occasionally sees Jiang He carrying things and takes a hand, very enthusiastic.

When the sun sets, Jiang He finally tidied up the small courtyard, Jiang He wrung a towel to wipe his sweat, and sat in the house to cool off, this dull day always makes people a little uncomfortable, Jiang He plans to go to the backyard to take a shower.

As soon as the water was beaten, there was a knock on the door, Jiang He put down the bucket in his hand, and an acquaintance stood outside the door.

"Shopkeeper, why are you here? Jiang He looked at the person in front of him in surprise, it was the man who rented the house to him in the morning.

At this time, he was still wearing a white shirt, stepping on plain shoes, and carrying a pot of wine standing outside the door with a smile.

"Sir, why don't you invite me in and sit down?"

Jiang He hurriedly opened the courtyard door and invited him into the courtyard.

The two sat on the stone bench in the courtyard, and Jiang He brought a pot to pour tea for him.

The man took the tea and looked at the courtyard, and said, "Sir is a diligent man, and this courtyard has been cleaned so quickly." ”

Jiang He was thinking about whether the shopkeeper regretted renting the yard to him, and when he heard him speak, he came to his senses and said with a smile: "The shopkeeper is smiling." ”

"By the way, I was in a hurry in the morning, and I haven't asked the shopkeeper's name. ”

"Hmm. Don't have your surname Hu, everyone likes to call me Xiaoliu. ”

"Oh, shopkeeper Hu. In the lower river. ”

A cold scene came, Jiang He was a little embarrassed, he was not a person who could talk, and it was really not easy for him to come up with a topic for a pleasantry.

Seeing that Jiang He was silent for a long time, Hu Xiaoliu asked, "Why, my name is inappropriate?"

Jiang He hurriedly said: "No, no, no. . . Do you have six brothers and sisters in your family?"

Hu Xiaoliu smiled slightly and said, "Of course not, I am the only son in my family." ”

"Then why is it called Xiaoliu?"

"Because I'm the sixth. ”

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Jiang He looked embarrassed. He felt that it was really difficult to talk to people, especially people like He who had no ideas at all to speak.

Hu Xiaoliu thought that Jiang He had understood his words, so he continued: "Mr. Jiang hasn't had dinner yet. ”

Jiang He shook his head.

"Then it's better for the gentleman to drink with me, I'll have a treat. ”

Jiang He shook his head again, "I'm cooking rice in this pot, and it's almost cooked." ”

Hu Xiaoliu said disappreciatively: "The rice in this pot can be eaten again tomorrow, I see that Mr. Jiang is like an old man, why not give me a face." ”

"I still have mutton cut on the case, and I'm going to put it in the pot, won't it be spoiled tomorrow?" Jiang He said with a serious face, this time Hu Xiaoliu didn't know what to say.

"If you don't dislike it, eat it in my courtyard. Jiang He proposed.

"It's okay, I'll cut two taels of white meat again, and let's cook a small pot of meat to eat." ”

After saying that, Hu Xiaoliu went out to cut meat, Jiang He had to go to the stove room to wash the newly bought copper pot, and then light a fire in the courtyard and put the copper pot on the rack to start cooking soup.

When Hu Xiaoliu came back, he was carrying the white meat and green onions that had been cut, as well as some chili noodles.

The two of them sat in front of the courtyard, used chopsticks to pick up the meat slices and boiled them in the pot, and after cooking, they put them in their own bowls, and put some ingredients made of shallots and chili noodles in the bowl, and wrapped the meat slices in this material, which tasted delicious.

After three slices of meat were in his stomach, Hu Xiaoliu unscrewed the wine he brought and poured a bowl of it.

Jiang He looked at the yellow and clear bowl of wine, hesitated for a long time, and finally took a sip.

After a bowl of belly, Jiang He already felt that he was lightheaded, and his speech was slurred.

Hu Xiaoliu filled him with another bowl, and then carefully scooped up the meat in the pot, and ate a piece of meat and wine very seriously.

"Shopkeeper Hu. Tell us about your purpose. ”

Jiang He felt that he would definitely be a little unable to control his thinking after drinking two more bowls, he looked at Hu Xiaoliu and said recognizantly.

Hu Xiaoliu was stunned, looked up at Jiang He, wiped his mouth and took a sip of wine.

"What does Mr. Jiang mean by this, I Hu Xiaoliu still have a purpose to make a friend?"

Jiang He smiled slightly, put the chopsticks in his hand, and said, "I asked my neighbors before, this yard is neither haunted nor leaky. The monthly rent is at least ten taels of silver. ”

"I don't know what you mean, but I'd like to ask. ”

Hu Xiaoliu finally stopped scooping meat into the pot, and a few green onions were rolling in the pot, which was about to be boiled and scattered.

He held the bowl and said with a smile: "Painter Jiangda, when you came to the street this morning, someone asked me to take care of you." ”

Jiang He was stunned, and then asked, "Wu Xiaobei?"

Hu Xiaoliu didn't speak, neither denied nor confirmed, and then picked up the chopsticks and scooped up a piece of meat, put it in his mouth and chewed it without dipping it in the condiment, and couldn't help but praise: "It's really wonderful. ”

Jiang He thought of Wu Xiaobei who was bouncing around like a rabbit all day long, and he didn't know how she was doing recently, but he definitely didn't have to accompany him to eat those coarse rice with more stones than rice. Jiang He was a little nostalgic for those days of escape, because he was very free and unrestrained, thinking of those hard pheasants like wood, Jiang He couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, but he thought of the cute and honest little girl who was embarrassed everywhere, and his eyes were cold again.

"You've figured it out. ”

Hu Xiaoliu looked at him, knew what he was thinking, took a sip of the wine in the bowl and said, "Mr. wants to help?" ”

Jiang He nodded.

Hu Xiaoliu didn't answer, picked up the last piece of meat in the pot with chopsticks, picked up a green onion that had lost its color, and threw it into his mouth: "I heard that Mr. Jiang is very good at painting, why don't you paint one for me one day." ”

"Good. ”

Hu Xiaoliu put the bowl down, wiped his mouth, and then stood up and straightened out the wrinkled clothes that he was sitting on.

"I'm full. ”

Jiang He still wanted to ask him, but Hu Xiaoliu waved his hand.

"Thank you, sir, for your hospitality, this pot of meat is comfortable. Why don't you come and sit in my store tomorrow, I have good wine to entertain Mr. ”

After saying that, he walked straight out, and the river was sent to the door.

Hu Xiaoliu turned around and said to Jiang He: "Sir, it's going to rain in this Kyoto city, you better prepare an umbrella." ”