She smiled embarrassedly and said, "Childe, the ground is dirty, or you get up, and the maid will lay a felt mat for you." ”

Han Changdui looked at Yao Ji deeply, and saw that she couldn't help but shudder, so he silently removed his eyes and smiled lightly.

Yao Qi let out a long sigh.

The devil, this is the devil, the kind that eats people and doesn't spit out bones.

In the noisy yard, there was a terrible scream, and then the ground was kicked a few times, and the loess hit the face, and the dry choked people.

Han Changdui hurriedly raised his eyes to look, only to see a half-human-tall fat sheep being tightly tied to its hooves and thrown on the ground.

The shopkeeper rubbed his rough hands, raised his sharp knife neatly, and stabbed it through the neck of the fat sheep.

There was no unexpected splash of blood, and the blood flowed out slowly in the sunlight like a gurgling stream, flowing into a large bowl.

The blood seemed to flow very slowly, but the bowl was filled with blood in an instant.

Yao Qi looked at the big bowl full of sheep blood, and swallowed her saliva fiercely, she had already seen a pot full of delicious sheep blood soup from the flowing sheep blood.

It's kind of a hot mouth.

Her mouth and tongue were dry and her lips were cracked when she ate the dry flax cakes and jerky, and she had eaten enough in the morning.

Han Changdui's attention was not on the blood of the sheep, let alone the soup of the sheep, his eyes did not blink, looking at the shopkeeper's action of killing the sheep.

He saw the tall shopkeeper carrying a fat sheep, skillfully disemboweling, deboning and extracting meat, and his technique was skillful.

Yao Qi looked at the boiling heat coming out of the cauldron, and she swallowed.

She was wrong, and saw that the shopkeeper had easily dismantled the joints of the mutton bone, and inexplicably remembered an idiom.

I'm afraid that's how it is.

Han Changdui's face sank, and he suddenly approached Yao Qi, and said in a low voice: "This person's method of killing sheep is so skillful, I am afraid that he is even more skillful in killing people." ”

Yao Qi's face changed drastically and he choked.

Is it really good to discuss such a bloody topic as murder in the delicious present, and it doesn't affect the appetite?

She was stunned and stunned before she whispered: "Childe, these are two trades." ”

Han Changdui whispered: "It's a business, you look at his hands, and his knife." ”

Only then did Yao Qi notice the shopkeeper's hands, which were as big as a pu fan, rough and black, with thick joints, thick calluses, and the cuffs were rolled up, revealing the thick arms with swelling tendons, and there were several deep knife wounds left on those arms.

This is not the hand of a perennial wine shopkeeper.

This is a pair of bows and arrows, the hands of a person who fights on the battlefield.

Yao Qi's heart was shocked and he looked at Han Changdu.

This is indeed a devil, so meticulous as a hair.

Han Changdu's eyes became colder and colder, and through the loess sand rolled up by the wind, he watched the shopkeeper's every move.

At this time, a thin woman came out of the backyard, holding her round bun and hanging her head, unable to see clearly, but from her swarthy bun, it could be seen that this was a Han person.

When the tall shopkeeper heard the movement, he suddenly turned his head and scolded the woman viciously: "You little slut, where are you hiding to be lazy, don't you knead Lao Tzu's dough, and wait for Lao Tzu to whip you." ”

The woman shuddered violently, but without saying a word, she hurriedly turned her head and kneading her dough.

Han Changwan and the two of them were led away by this scolding, and when they turned their heads, they saw the woman's outstretched hands, white and soft, and they had never worked at all.

The two were taken aback, and looked at each other, both of them seeing surprise and suspicion in each other's eyes.

Han Changdui lifted his chin.

Yao Qi smiled knowingly, got up on his knees, slowly walked to the woman's side, looked shy and timid, and asked with a smile: "Sister, my sister wants to go to change clothes, but I don't know where it is convenient." ”

The woman didn't know if she was particularly timid, or if she hadn't spoken to her for too long, her body shook violently, but she still didn't look up, her voice was thin and weak, with a soft accent from Jiangnan: "Go around to the back of the courtyard, and hang a felt curtain on the low wall on the west side." ”

Yao Qidun thanked him and took the opportunity to glance at the woman's lowered face.

said that she was a woman, but in fact she was not a few years older than Yao Qi, and she was just about twenty years old, with picturesque eyebrows, very delicate, and her skin was extraordinarily fair and delicate, with a wooden hairpin on her round bun, and in addition, there was no jewelry on her body, and even the earlobes were empty.

Yao Qi didn't stop, just walked around the back of the courtyard, walked back to Han Changdui, shook his head, and lowered his voice: "There is nothing wrong in the courtyard, but that woman has a Jiangnan accent, and she doesn't have any valuable objects on her, and looking at her appearance, she should have just come here." ”

Han Changwan glanced at Yao Qi thoughtfully, and then nodded with a smile.

It's not a newcomer, those hands stretched out, more delicate than Yao Qi, a person who has lived in Chang'an for a long time, how can it be a woman who has lived in Hexi for a long time.

Yao Qi was furious when Han Changdui looked at him, and he didn't know if he had said something wrong or done something wrong, and he was a little uneasy.

She thought for a moment and moved to the side.

It's better to stay away from this unpredictable plague god.

At this time, the dart masters drove the camel horse team to the stable, and the goods were placed in the warehouse, and found a suitable place in the courtyard, and sat in twos and threes.

The fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy carried a blanket on his back, tied the green mule, looked around the courtyard, and finally chose to sit not far from Han Changdui and the others.

After sitting down, he looked up and grinned at the two of them uneasily, revealing his snow-white and neat teeth.

Han Changwan glanced at the young man, a little surprised, along the way, this young man had never said a word to them, how could he suddenly get close.

Yao Qi said meat words in the distance, and the dart masters who were drinking soju at the same time snorted their mouths, and smiled lowly with bad intentions: "People are still children, what do you have to say to those bad old men, it's right to stay away, good innocent dolls, don't be led astray by them anymore." ”

Han Changwan was stunned by what he said.

Bad old man?

Most of the darts team are young adults in their thirties, and only a handful are above forty.

He rubbed his brow.

Is a thirty-year-old already a bad old man?

Isn't that one leg already in the ranks of bad old men?

Thinking of this, he looked at Yao Qi's gaze deepening.

Yao Qi smiled: "The son is only twenty, how can he be a bad old man." ”

Han Changwan raised his eyebrows, subconsciously touched his cheek, and smiled.

Is he so well maintained, nearly thirty years old, and he looks like he is twenty?

Yao Qi looked at Han Changwan and smiled, lowered his head and pursed his lips.

Thousands of clothes are worn, and sycophants are not worn, this sentence is really a wise saying.

The young man didn't know what he thought, walked to Yao Qi's side, pointed to the open space that was one person wide, and smiled shyly but politely: "Sister, my name is Meng Ying, can I sit here." ”

Han Changdui coughed lightly, and was about to say no, but Yao Qi was already impatient to pull the young man and sit between her and Han Changdui.

She smiled gently: "After walking this way, you can sit down and rest, my name is Yao Qi, you can call me Sister Aqi." ”

Meng Ying was as kind as a stream, and called Sister Ah Qi crisply.

Who doesn't like such an interesting young man.

Yao Qi smiled and said a few more words to Meng Ying, but seeing that he was a little absent-minded, he just thought that he was tired and didn't think much about it.

It was still early for the pot of hot mutton soup to come out, and she leaned against the uneven mottled wall and slowly closed her eyes.

I don't know how long it took, it shouldn't be too long, Yao Qi's head suddenly tilted, which scared her to wake up, only then did she find that she was too tired and took a small nap.

There was no sound of talking, only the sound of breathing slowly becoming heavy and struggling.

By Yao Qi's side, there is only Meng Ying, a child.

She was surprised, but she didn't turn her head, just glanced at Meng Ying with her eyes, and saw that his gaze was condensed not far away, and his face was gloomy, she followed his gaze.

Where her gaze focused, the woman lowered her head and rubbed her dough hard one at a time, her hair falling down and swaying gently with her movements.

The tall shopkeeper was boiling the mutton soup and looked back impatiently to curse the woman.

The woman seemed to have become accustomed to this, and there was no other reaction than a slight tremor of her body when she heard the unpleasant scolding.

The head hung low, and it never lifted up.

Yao Qi saw a look of pain and struggle on Meng Ying's face.

It's not a look of empathy, but a look of wanting to rush forward without hesitation.

She finally understood why Meng Ying was sitting here.

This is the place where you can see the woman clearly.

Yao pursed her lips and didn't speak, she couldn't say anything or do anything before things were clear.

She got up slowly, took a piece of flax cake in her hand, walked up to Han Changdu, and said with a respectful smile: "Childe, it will take a while for the sheep soup to be good, you can eat a piece of cake first." ”

Han Changdui obviously also noticed Meng Ying's abnormality, moved to the side quietly, nodded and said, "Okay, sit down and eat together." ”

I don't know if Meng Ying is too engrossed, or he doesn't care if others will notice him, Han Changdu's movements did not affect him at all, he still looked at the woman, that expression, like a young man who has just fallen in love.

After settling everything, Li Yushan could finally relax and relax, he walked over with a wine bag, planted his butt beside Han Changdu, handed him a wine bag, and said with a clear smile: "Brother Han has worked hard all the way, drink some bars to relieve fatigue." ”

Han Changwan took it with a gentle smile and took a sip.

This is the best soju in Suzhou, although the wine is fragrant, but it is easy to get drunk after drinking too much, although he is also a good drinker, but he has always been extremely self-disciplined, and he will never allow himself to have a hangover, no matter how good it is, it is just a few sips of it, and then put it down.