What's wrong?" Yan Wujian put the tea down.

"The taste of this tea seems to be a little astringent."

"Really?"

Yan Wujian took a sip: "It seems to be a little."

The shopkeeper heard the conversation between Hua Luo and Yan Wuji: "Guest officer, what are you talking about, our tea is carefully selected, cooked over low heat, and fragrant."

The shopkeeper has to entertain guests who come and go, but he can speak fluent Mandarin.

Hua Luo seemed a little unconvinced when she saw the other party: "Your tea has been stored for at least three months, right?"

The shopkeeper looked helpless: "Two guest officers, if this kind of tea is stored properly, it can be stored for a maximum of eighteen months, and it will be disposed of after eighteen months, and it is normal to store it for three months.

"We are just a small business here, an ordinary tea stall on the street, if the guest officer really wants to drink the best tea, it is recommended to go to the tea house."

"Of course I know that ordinary tea will be thrown away after eighteen months, I just said it casually, you don't have to explain it to me, don't worry, we will definitely check the money."

Hua Luo was afraid that Xiao Er would misunderstand that they were deliberately trying to repay the debt, and by the way, she would smear the reputation of the tea stall, so she hurriedly explained.

In order to make Xiao Er feel at ease, Hua Luo also gave Xiao Er the tea money.

Yan Wujian knew that it was estimated that Hua Luo had never drunk tea leaves that had been stored for more than three months before, so that he could drink the difference.

Ordinary people whose general living conditions are not very good cannot make the difference between drinking fresh tea and tea that has been stored for several months.

"Then let's find a teahouse."

"No need." Hua Luo looked at the tea leaves in the cup, "Most of the local tea in Xiangshan is bitter tea, even if there is sweet tea, the taste is weak, I am not used to drinking it, I also felt a little thirsty just now, anyway, I have already drunk two sips, I am not so thirsty, and now my feet are a little painful, there is no need to go to the teahouse in order to drink two sips of tea."

Yan Wujian stood up: "Then you wait here, I'll go buy you a few oranges, just enough to put in the carriage and eat on the road."

This is right in Hua Luo's arms, and Hua Luo is now trying to eat the sweet and sour things like oranges, so she nodded slightly: "Then I'll wait for you here."

Hua Luo sat for a while, and on the next table was a woman holding a child, the child looked to be one or two years old, lying in her mother's arms, babbling, very cute.

Suddenly, the woman felt a pain in her abdomen, as if several sharp knives were stirring in her stomach.

She clutched her stomach and saw Hua Luo, who was sitting next door bored, and hugged the child to Hua Luo, and said in a kind tone, "Girl, can you do me a favor."

"What's the busy, you say."

Hua Luo glanced at the woman, who was already sweating on her forehead with pain: "I'm a little sick to my stomach now, I want to go and make it easier, can you help me watch the child."

There is no one else around her now, and it is not appropriate to take the child to the convenience, and seeing Hua Luo's good face, she has to ask Hua Luo for help.

"Okay, no problem." Hua Luo took the child from the woman's hand, "Go ahead, I'll wait for you here."

"Thank you, girl, I'll come when I go."

Seeing that Hua Luo agreed, the woman was relieved and hurriedly went to the toilet.

Hua Luo hugged the child, fragrant and soft, and touched the child's soft lips with her fingers.

The child was well-behaved, with a milky smell all over his body, which was very pleasing, and Hua Luo teased him: "Little cutie."

"Miscellaneous goods from the north and south, everything you need!"

At this time, a small merchant passed by, and Hua Luo saw that the merchant's burden contained goat's milk in a bamboo tube.

Hua Luo beckoned the merchant to come over, and the merchant walked over and asked, "Girl, what do you want, I have everything here, you can take a look."

Hua Luo hugged the child and pointed to the bamboo tube: "Your bamboo tube is filled with goat's milk."

"That's right, there are plain flavors and sweet flavors, which one do you want, girl."

The merchant said, glancing at the child in Hua Luo's arms: "If you feed the child, I recommend that you buy sweet, children love sweet."

"Then you can give me a sweet one."

"Okay." The merchant took a bamboo tube and handed it to Hua Luo.

Hua Luo gave the money to the little merchant.

"Thank you." The little merchant took the money and left with his burden.

Hua Luo opened the bamboo tube and looked at it, smelling the smell, this goat's milk should have been cooked, but it was already cold to the touch.

Children have delicate stomachs and should not eat raw and cold things, should they heat it up and then give it to their children?

Hua Luo remembered that there were a few hot talismans in her storage bag, and as long as she attached them to the bamboo tube, the goat's milk would soon become hot.

Hua Luo was about to take out the charm and warm up the goat's milk, when the woman came back and took the child from Hua Luo's hand.

"Thank you, thank you, girl."

Hua Luo handed the bamboo tube to the woman, "Auntie, I bought him a bottle of milk, you can take it back and warm it for him to drink."

"Ouch, that's embarrassing." The woman was a little surprised, and she was embarrassed to accept it.

"Take it, I was going to warm it up for him to drink."

"Thank you, girl, Xiaobao, thank you for this sister."

The child in the woman's arms babbled to Hua Luo, who gently pinched the child's chubby fingers with her fingertips, and said in a relaxed tone: "You're welcome, little cutie."

The woman thanked Hua Luo for her kindness and left.

Looking at the clothes on the women's bodies, they are not locals of Xiangshan, they should also be here for tourism, Hua Luo thought.

At this time, Yan Wujian came back and bought two bags of oranges, the fiery red color, which looked very festive.

"I don't know if you like to eat sweet or sour, the one in this pocket was frosted this morning, it's sweeter, and the one in this pocket is sour."

"It's okay to be sweet or sour."

Hua Luo took her pocket: "Jushu-kun, I've rested enough, let's hurry up."

Hua Luo thought that she would be able to come back soon after picking snow lotus, but she didn't expect that after such a long delay, the two got into the carriage together.

In the evening, they came to the coldest realm of the Apocalypse Country, Snow Village.

Standing on the land of the snow village, you can already see the vast snow-capped mountains stretching in the distance, the top of the mountain is a little silvery and white, the clouds and mist are shrouded, and the wind in the distance is whistling, bringing one cold snap after another.

Hua Luo had already put on a jacket wearing thick cotton, and told Yan Wuji: "Yi Shujun, when you arrive in the snow village, you have to pay attention to keeping warm, where can we get more drinkable water, in case there is a shortage of water, it will be troublesome, the snow water can't be drunk directly, it will make you have stomach trouble."

Yan Wujian saw an inn in front of him: "There is an inn in front, and now it's dark again, let's go there for one night and get some water."

Compared with the bustle of Xiangshan Town, the Snow Village is much more desolate and lonely, with only one pedestrian passing by occasionally.

The people here have dark skin for men and rough skin for women with a healthy ruddy color and furry hats on their heads.

Most of the women's foreheads have gray-blue beads as forehead ornaments, and their facial features have a rough beauty and a strong body, which is a consistent feature of the appearance of the natives of Snow Village.

The raw white and tender flowers and swallows are particularly eye-catching.

The people who walked by also talked in their local language, which was incomprehensible to outsiders.

The two walked into the inn, which had a huge stove in the middle, emitting bursts of heat.

People sit at tables and eat shabu-shabu and mutton rolls, which are also local specialties.

When the owner of the inn counter saw Hua Luo and Yan Wuji's appearances, he knew that they were not locals, and talked to them in blunt official dialect, although it always sounded a little strange, but he could barely understand it.

Yan Wujian saw that the boss could speak official language, and he should be able to understand what they were saying, so he said, "Boss, we want two rooms."

"No, boss, we only need one room." Hua Luo changed her mind.

One! Why?

Yan Wujian stared at Hua Luo with a surprised expression, but Hua Luo looked as usual, and said to Yan Wuji, "We want one room, boss, we want one."

"Yes, officer."

The boss arranged a room for Hua Luo and Yan Wuji, explained the location of the room, and handed the key to Hua Luo.

Yan Wujian stared at Hua Luo the whole time, they really want to stay in a room tonight? It's not what he thinks.

Hua Luo took the key and saw Yan Wujian standing there stunned: "Jushu Jun, let's go upstairs and take a look at the room."

"I, ...... we?" Yan Wu is spitting.

"Yes, it's us, is there anyone else?" Hua Luo looked left and right and began to walk upstairs.

Yan Wujian hesitated for a moment, but still followed behind Hua Luo.

Hua Luo found the room, opened the door with the key, and said to Yan Wujian behind her, "Jushu Jun, let's go in."

But Yan Wujian just stood there and didn't go in, looking inexplicable.

"What's wrong?" Hua Luo looked puzzled.

Yan Wuqian didn't know why, his face was flushed indistinctly, he hesitated for a long time, but he still shook his head slightly, and his tone was a little unnatural: "No, Ah Luo, I'd better go downstairs and ask for another one."

"I really don't need to, it's cold and snowy, it's cold to stand in the corridor, there's a closet inside, let's go in and burn some charcoal to keep warm."

"Not really, we can't." Yan Wufeng is categorical.

"Why, what's wrong with going in."

Yan Wujian looked even more embarrassed, but he still told the reason: "Although we have a marriage contract, we haven't married yet, so we can't stay in a room overnight......

"Huh?" Hua Luo's black and white eyes widened, "Jushu-kun, what are you thinking, do you think I ......!"

The latter words, Hua Luo couldn't say either.

Seeing Hua Luo's reaction, Yan Wujian was a little puzzled, could it be that he wanted to go wrong?

Hua Luo let out a sigh of relief and took out the silver ticket she was carrying from the storage bag: "Jun Shushu, the silver ticket you are carrying should also be the silver ticket of Wanjin Yinzhuang."

The Wanjin Silver Village mentioned by Hua Luo is the most widely circulated and authoritative silver village in the Apocalypse Kingdom.

"That's right."

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