Gu Shiyun: Hu Tian is snowing in August. It was a happiness that the people of the tropics could not have imagined. An Xiaoqi looked at the sky, looked at the non-existent wild goose, wiped his face, shrugged the back basket behind him again, and then walked forward.

Throughout September, it is in the summer heat, and it seems that the heat of the whole world is concentrated here, which makes people breathless. It was easy to get to October, and it rained twice, which changed the short sleeves to long sleeves, who knew that after two days, the weather warmed up, and the triumphant king returned in the summer, and the people who were caught off guard were dizzy, and the heat ruled the earth again.

In the sound of resounding, a team scurried down from the mountainside. There were only five or six people in this team, and each of them had a large basket behind him, in which were packed with bundles of local chickens, large potatoes, and browned corn. The team is currently a short child, carrying a large backpack that is completely disproportionate to his height, covering most of his figure. From a distance, it looks like walking on your own with a basket, and most of the sights in the middle of the night can scare people to death.

Different from the young and middle-aged people in the team, who were dressed in cool and short clothes, there was another person in front, wearing shirts and trousers that were not common to rural people, combing his back hair, and carrying a leather bag in the crook of his arm, who was the boss who came from the county to buy mountain goods. He didn't carry a basket on his back, so he accosted the leader as he walked.

"Little boss, you see that I am also a frequent customer, come back and give me a discount?"

"Boss Wang, you are doing a big business, why do you want to pick up these few dollars with us? Besides, we are all at cost price, the same price, I didn't even sell Boss Zhao, I specially left the chicken for you, this is the treatment that only gold medal customers have." The child carrying the basket replied absent-mindedly, politely and without leakage.

Seeing that he was a few steps away from the team behind, the middle-aged man whispered unwillingly: "Tender, you give me 20 yuan less for a chicken, and I will give you 5 yuan, no, 8 yuan rebate, anyway, it's Boss Yi's business, you can get it!"

Xiao Qi smiled lightly, didn't speak, just walked with the basket on his back, the boss of the long-tongued trio behind him had pointed ears, he had already heard it, and before An Xiaoqi could speak, he first raised a half-hoarse voice and roared: "Boss Wang, don't you dream! Boss Yi accepted the little boss as his godson, and this business will be handed over to the little boss in the future." You want to dig up his money, don't do it!"

"That's it!"

"Boss Wang, you think beautifully!" all the people in the group expressed their opinions.

Boss Wang, as an old oilman in the rivers and lakes, did not have the slightest embarrassment after being exposed, but followed everyone to laugh and laugh: "Try it, in case the little boss has a good heart and is willing to give me a cheaper peace?" ”

After walking for a while, seeing that An Xiaoqi was still just walking, Boss Wang couldn't help but come up and tease him: "Little boss, you pass on to me the kung fu that Boss Yi taught you, and I will add fifty yuan to each local chicken for you, how about it?"

An Xiaoqi looked back casually and asked lazily, "Do you know that I can do kung fu again?"

"As long as you are not blind and mentally retarded, you can see it!" Boss Wang pointed to the crowd behind, and the long-tongued trio was walking the rugged mountain road, and at this moment they were pulled a few steps away. Only then did he turn around and smile at An Xiaoqi: "We just weighed the back basket, a back basket weighs at least sixty or seventy pounds, and the big men behind them are all laborious to carry on their backs, and they sweat profusely all the way;

An Xiaoqi lazily turned his head and continued to look ahead, ignoring Boss Wang, and replied in a calm and stiff voice: "I won't." ”

"Will it be, will it be true!" The hoarse voice of the long-tongued man sounded again, and he panted to express his opinion: "I heard you call Master Boss Yi!"

"That's it!"

"I heard it too!" the voices of the masses of the people came and went, and they expressed their natural rights despite fatigue.

An Xiaoqi gritted his teeth and gritted loudly, and he secretly hated in his heart: I heard this distance, and I heard it! Everyone in this fucking farmhouse has unique skills! The master and the uncle of the god of food are just that; even the part-time workers are so fierce! The long-tongued boss knows, then the trio knows; the trio knows, then the whole village knows; the whole village knows, then the whole county ..... this will be promoted, what can I do if I turn back to CCTV's "Possessed Stunt" column group?

Boss Wang looked at him with raised eyebrows, and said jokingly with an expression of 'but the witty Boss Wang has already seen through everything': "Little boss, you still say that you don't know martial arts?"

Xiao Qi had no choice but to spread his hands: "I am born with divine power." ”

"Honestly, isn't it... Jiuyang Divine Skill?"

Xiao Qi's light footsteps were in a mess, and he stumbled and fell, and said angrily: "Nine Yin True Scripture!"

Boss Wang's big back tilted back, his face turned red, and he said excitedly: "Do you bring the general outline?"

I didn't expect this to be a martial arts fan. As a gold fan, An Xiaoqi can understand this mentality very well. It's a pity that he has nothing to satisfy him, let alone really know what magic skills, he himself has not started to learn the exercises! I had to calmly say to Boss Wang: "Please calm down, I really don't know what you said, Boss Wang, if you want to strengthen your body, welcome to our farmhouse." Eat green food for a while, breathe unpolluted air, and exercise reasonably to ensure that you are in good health. ”

Boss Wang looked at him suspiciously, the flush on his face faded, and he sighed: "You can't lose business." Little boss, if you really know martial arts, I'll exchange the money with you..."

The next part of the road became a forum for the two gold fans, and the chatter was lively all the way. went down the mountain, took a short motorcycle, and finally saw Boss Wang's transport truck on a section of the foundation pit road that was not so narrow.

put hundreds of catties of goods into the Chang'an van printed with 'Wang Laosan Firewood Turkey', and Boss Wang also got into the car. The two gold fans said goodbye, and when they were leaving, Boss Wang once again mentioned the two keywords of 'discount' and 'Jiuyang Divine Skill', and was rejected by An Xiaoqi again, so he reluctantly went, and An Xiaoqi breathed a sigh of relief.

It was already evening when we turned to the top of the farmhouse, and this place was not good at all - it was too remote and inaccessible. Going down the mountain to transport some goods is like a mountain marathon, at least half a day! It is simply too difficult for business to develop greatly, after all, not everyone is a Ma Jiajun. An Xiaoqi secretly encouraged in his heart: When he is the master of the house, he must build a road to connect the town, and it will be much easier at that time.

When I arrived at the top of the mountain, it was time to eat, I didn't see the master in the lobby, and the uncle of the god of food gave the big pot of rice to the long-tongued men first, four dishes and one soup, with meat and vegetarian, and the amount was absolutely enough. Although An Xiaoqi greeted again and again, these people still adhered to the fine tradition left by their ancestors for thousands of years, each of them picked up an enamel bowl, or a small enamel basin, snatched the food from three times and five divided by two, walked out of the threshold with satisfaction, sat down in a row on the concrete floor in the corner of the wall, and ate with a sigh.

At this time, Uncle God of Food also brought out the small stove belonging to An Xiaoqi, except for an unknown milky white vegetable soup, the others were all meat dishes, four large plates, An Xiaoqi happened to be hungry, and thanked Uncle God of Food, and also ate and swallowed it.

"Uncle, your craftsmanship is simply amazing! No matter who tells me in the future, 'Tang Niu is the god of food', I won't believe it! This great title belongs only to you!"

After drinking and eating, An Xiaoqi was bored and burped on the chair, waiting for the heat in his body to settle, and then saw the master pacing into the lobby with his hands behind his back. Before he could salute, he saw the master beckoning to him and motioning for him to come over, and he hurriedly stood up and chased the master out.

Along the way, An Xiaoqi asked where to go several times, but the master only said to follow. The master and apprentice left the farmhouse and traveled a mile east, through a forest, to the top of the mountain. There are no plants here, just a huge protruding bluestone, which has endured wind and rain here for many years. The stone surface is flat and solid, like a concrete floor, and the master and apprentice walked onto the bluestone.

Standing on the bluestone, I stood at the highest point of the mountain, and looking down along the mountain shape, there was a sparse tree. Several acres of fields are embedded in it, and two or three small farmhouse courtyards are distributed on the mountainside, and when you look back, you can only see a forest of trees, and you can only see the antenna on the top of the farmhouse. The evening wind at the top of the mountain was very strong, and the gusts of wind whistled by, blowing the surrounding trees to sway, and the curling green smoke from the distant farmhouse rose to the height of several floors, and then disappeared with the wind.