When the young man in his early twenties saw a young man who was a few years younger than himself, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he smiled:

"Yo! Jiang Dacai is out of the mountain? ”

The young man who was named Xiucheng by the old Confucian had a cold face, and he didn't want to take care of this skinless and faceless guy, but he gently pulled the slightly wide cuffs, and was about to step forward to help the old Confucian student.

Seeing that the other party ignored him, the young man became more and more arrogant:

"Hey, you have no conscience, you forgot where the gown came from?"

After all, the young man was younger, his face was not thick enough, and his face turned red and said:

"What's the big deal, it's a big deal that I don't wear it!"

Seeing this, the young man smiled even more, "Take it off if you don't wear it." ”

"Take it off!"

The young man could not be stimulated by the softness of the hand, and then he went to take off the long gown made of the finest brocade.

"Okay beforehand, even if you take off your gown, I won't spit out the drunken crab in my mouth."

The young man's face is comparable to that of a city wall, and he has no awareness of eating people's mouths at all.

“……”

Although he was young and had not traveled thousands of miles, he had read thousands of books, and his hands were hanging in the air.

Seeing this, the old Confucian shook his head, his grandson was still a little tender, and he had the arrogance of a scholar, but he was less sleek and flexible.

Seeing this, the young man did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but gave the other party a step:

"If I were you, I wouldn't take it off, the more you provoke me, the more unmoved I am, how can I return what I have in my hand?"

"......" The young man was speechless again, he really couldn't figure it out, the other party was obviously-for-tat with him just now, how could this help him talk again.

He said in a deep voice, "Not everyone is as cheeky as you. ”

Hearing this, the young man continued his crooked reasoning: "The crying child has milk to drink, which of those extremely popular ministers is thin-skinned? If you want me to say, it's that you read too much, and people are stupid. ”

The young man was a little unconvinced, and just as he wanted to defend something, he saw a big yellow dog running from the west side of the courtyard with his tongue stuck out and wagging his tail, and finally stopped in front of the young man.

Seeing this, the young man squatted down and played with the big dog named Ah Huang, who was very excited when he saw the young man, stood with his front legs off the ground and his back legs, and stuck out his tongue to lick his face.

The young man couldn't stand the big dog's saliva, so he gently pushed it away, and he didn't forget to say to himself:

"I've been here so many times, Ah Huang knows how to wag his tail when he sees me, some people are not as good as a dog, alas, ......"

He pretended to sigh, but he didn't wait for the young man's rebuttal, and the young man looked up at the other party strangely, but saw that the other party also looked strange.

After a long time, the young man finally said leisurely:

"The direction that Ah Huang went to just now is the latrine."

"......" The young man was obviously stunned for a moment, and then jumped up, "Old ginger, quick, quick, where is the water tank?" I said how can the smell be so big today. ”

The young man watched coldly, and the old Confucian first cried and laughed, then shook his head, and lifted the rice wine crab into the kitchen.

……

At nightfall, there were three people sitting in the small hut, the oil lamp on the table was only the size of a soybean, and a gust of wind blew, flickering and flickering, and it was about to be extinguished.

The old man gathered the flame with his hand, and finally kept the light.

"I said old ginger, you are really generous to your grandson, there are books on the shelves, and there are many rare books, why do you just search for yourself?"

The young man put the crab leg in his mouth and chewed it repeatedly.

The old man only smiled and did not speak, and the young man on the side accosted:

"There is a golden house in the book, and when I pass the imperial examination in the future and become an official in the court, I will naturally not let my grandfather live this kind of life again."

The young man spat out the residue in his mouth and said with a smile:

"Boy, do you really think it's that easy to be an official? Even if you are really promoted, you have no qualifications and no background, at most you will be a petty official with sesame mung beans in a place where there is no oil and water.

Besides, with your sour temper, even if you are given a good beauty, you may not be able to move a bit, but you may spoil the financial path of other colleagues, and finally be excluded to the point that you can't stand it, and take the initiative to resign. ”

After the young man finished speaking, he picked up the cup and took a sip of the rice wine inside.

Being so belittled by a person who was not a few years older than himself, the young man naturally couldn't stand it, and he said coldly:

"Why are you so sure? Even if you are from the capital, you are not the son of an official eunuch, and you are not a relative of the emperor, how dare you assert the affairs of officialdom.

If you really have that ability, why don't you take a fame test yourself and use what you are best at to pander? ”

The young man did not reply, but only broke off the crab claws and slowly peeled them off and tasted them, completely ignoring the change in the young man's face.

When he finished eating the crab claws, he said slowly:

"How do you know that I am not a child of an official eunuch, or a relative of the emperor?"

The young man snorted coldly, "Just because you can be cheeky and come to eat and drink every day." ”

The young man smiled dumbly, uncovered the green shell on the back of the drunken crab, and said to the old Confucian student:

"Old ginger, after eating your pickled drunken crab, my mouth is in my mouth, and I can't get used to eating food in the city."

After speaking, suck it and suck the crab roe into your abdomen.

The old Confucian smiled and said:

"If you like it, you will eat it every day, although this thing is not expensive, but you can't eat too much, if you eat too much, it will inevitably be cold in the stomach, and it is inevitable to run the stomach."

"I understand, I understand, this thing is a taste, if you bring a pot at a time, it will be enough at once, and you will want to vomit when you see it later, it's still so good, the water will flow for a long time."

"That's a good point." Old Confucian nodded appreciatively, "By the way, speaking of running belly, is your friend better?" ”

The young man nodded, "Thanks to your prescription, Lang Zhong said, if it weren't for the timely stop of diarrhea, this might not be able to get to the ground."

Before I came here today, my friend asked me to thank you, saying that if it weren't for you, I would have explained it here. ”

The old Confucian smiled and recalled what had happened a few days ago.

That day, the old Confucian was explaining the "vertical and horizontal" technique to his grandson at home, when he suddenly heard the barking of a yellow dog in the courtyard.

When Lao Rusheng and Jiang Xiucheng went out, they saw a carriage parked outside their courtyard, and there were five men and three women in the carriage, one of whom was supporting another man, and the other three women had different looks.

"Dare to ask the old man, is there a medical center nearby?"

The first man in a white robe asked the old Confucian student.

"There are three miles away from here in Jialu City."

The old Confucian stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of Fucheng.

"Thank you, old man."

After a brief thank-you, the man was about to help his companion leave, but at this moment, the man who seemed to be seriously ill suddenly said:

"Senior brother, no, here we go again."

The man in the long robe looked helpless when he heard this, and arched his hand to the old Confucian and said:

"Old man, can I borrow a latrine?"

"Can ......"

As soon as the old Confucian spoke, the seriously ill man was helped and stumbled into the latrine, and then the sound shook the sky.

The yellow dog at home was excited when he heard the sound, and was held by the little master.

……

These five people are the king's entourage.

In the latrine, Wang Quanquan covered his nose and looked at Park Wen, who had been pulled into a soft-footed shrimp, crying and laughing.

"Senior brother, why do you dare to put anything in your mouth, that croton can be eaten casually?"

Pu Wen, who was already on the verge of collapse, could only make a snorting sound in his mouth, and he didn't even have the strength to speak, if it weren't for Wang Quanquan holding his collar, I am afraid that he would have fallen into the pit a long time ago.

Since experiencing the two things of honey and persimmons, Park Wen has learned a lot, and he has to ask the king for everything before he dares to eat it.

Several people from Zhongzhou to Bashu, along the way encountered a lot of wild fruits, every time Pu Wen saw the fruit he didn't know, the answer he got was that it was edible, so he gradually let down his vigilance.

It wasn't until he arrived in Bashu that Wang Quanquan felt tired, so he squinted for a while, and he didn't think that something would happen at this meeting.

When Park Wen saw a bunch of fruits on the roadside tree, he pulled a handful, looked back at Wang Quanquan, and found that the other party had fallen asleep.

Park asked that he was embarrassed to bother, seeing that the fruit was similar to the apricots he had eaten before, he felt that it should not be poisonous, so he ate four or five, but after half an hour, his stomach was strong.

At first he went half an hour, and then every quarter of an hour, and when he woke up, he felt strange and asked him what was the matter. Park Wen didn't dare to say that he was eating secretly again, so he made an excuse and said that he had a bad stomach in the morning, and he thought that he would endure it and pass.

I didn't think that the more I went back, the more serious it became, and almost as soon as I lifted my pants, I was about to burst the embankment again.

Then he became frightened, took out the rest of the fruit, and told the king what had happened, and when the latter saw Croton, his face turned green.

Several people were in the wilderness, and there was no one within a hundred miles, let alone a medical hall, so Pu Wen could only walk all the way.

The first warrior of the dignified Northern Surge, in the end, he didn't even have the strength to stand.

……

When Wang Quanquan and Pu Wen finally came out of the latrine, the old Confucian stopped them, and just when the two were puzzled, they saw the other party hand over a bowl of brown decoction.

"This little brother, I just heard a few girls say that you ate croton by mistake, and it just so happened that the old man had some antidiarrheal herbs at home, so I cooked you a bowl, if you don't dislike it, drink it, you should be able to top it for a while."

"Uh-huh."

Park Wen snorted weakly.

"He said thank you."

Wang Quanquan explained, then took the porcelain bowl and poured the liquid medicine into Pu Wen.

Since Pu Wen's legs had softened into noodles, Wang Quanquan had to temporarily settle him in the house of the old Confucian student he had just met, and the other three women were arranged to be in the city inn due to the limited space.

When Wang Quanquan rushed back with Lang Zhong, he found that Pu Wen's complexion had improved, and when he asked, he realized that the bowl of medicine had indeed worked and had been stopped for half an hour.

Taking advantage of Lang Zhong's diagnosis, Wang Quanquan asked the old Confucian with some curiosity:

"Old man, you are not Langzhong, how can there be antidiarrheal drugs at home."

The old Confucian looked at his grandson and said with a smile:

"This kid was like that boy a few days ago, he accidentally ate croton, I went to ask Lang Zhong to grab some medicine, and he stopped after drinking two bowls, so there was a lot left."

"I see."

co-authored the matter of stealing croton, and the child can do it.

On the bed, Park Wen was still humming and chirping.

……

That night, the old Confucian specially pickled a few drunken crabs and cooked a pot of white porridge to entertain the two young people from the capital.

Of course, Park Wen didn't have this blessing to eat any drunken crabs, so he could only drink white porridge honestly, which made the king take advantage of him, and he didn't treat himself as an outsider, so he took Park Wen's share into his arms and ate two by himself.

Through chatting during the banquet, Wang Quanquan felt more and more cordial to the old man, the old Confucian is an authentic Bashu person, with a Bashu accent and a very strong accent.

But Wang Quanquan had no trouble talking to him, because in his previous life, his grandfather was also a Bashu person, and that was one of the few warm memories in his previous life.

……

After eating, Wang Quanquan sat at the door, tasting something that could barely be regarded as tea.

This kind of water brewed from the tea powder is already a rare thing here.

The grandson of the old Confucian also walked out at this time, squatting down not far from the king's authority, seemingly teasing the big yellow dog again, but his eyes glanced at him from time to time.

"What's your name?"

Wang Quanquan looked at the young man who had been looking at him since the beginning of the meal, and took the initiative to talk.

"Jiang Xiucheng." The boy replied.

Wang Quanquan looked at this child, who looked a little immature, but was already close to his height, and quipped:

"I'm not a big girl, why do you always look at me secretly? The girls are more beautiful than the other this afternoon, and I don't see you even touching them. ”

"You look good in this gown." The boy replied truthfully.

"That's Rui Fuxiang's material."

On the contrary, the kingship will be more like a child than the boy opposite, showing off without any reserve.

The young man just looked at it a few more times, and then withdrew his gaze, this dress is expensive just by looking at it, and he may not be able to afford it in his life.

Unexpectedly, the other party's next sentence made his heart that had finally fallen silent become hot again:

"A set for you?"

"Huh?" The boy's face was full of surprise.

"I said I'll give you a set, but there are conditions, I look very fat with your dog, it's a pity not to use it for shabu-shabu."

After Wang Quanquan finished speaking, he didn't forget to stare at the big yellow dog with his eyes, and there was a green light in his eyes.

When the young man heard this, he suddenly became nervous, hugged his yellow dog in his arms, and said with an unkind face: "Don't think about it!" ”

Wang Quanquan smiled and continued to drink his tea.

……

Early the next morning, the two young men left the courtyard.

That night, the guy in the pure white robe drove again.

"Xiao Chengxiu, my brother has brought you a gown, don't look at me with that kind of look, I was joking last night, this is a thank you gift for saving my junior brother."

Wang Quanquan said and handed over a burden, and when he saw that the young man didn't answer, he put it directly on the bed, and then stopped paying attention to the other party, turned his head and walked towards the kitchen.

On the same day, Wang Quanquan was directly cheeky and had a meal at the old Confucian student's house, and for the next few days, every day.

……

"I said, boy Wang, why don't you leave the big restaurant in the city and go to my thatched house to eat and drink?

Don't tell me that you are short of money, you can wear all the clothes of Ruifuxiang in the capital, but you are not short of these meals. ”

In the dimly lit hut, the old Confucian student, who rarely drank once, expressed his doubts through the strength of wine.

With his eyesight, the young man in front of him is not simple, and he is really a relative of the emperor and the emperor.

Wang Quanquan smiled and didn't answer, his eyes revealing reminiscence.

Since he was sensible, his parents have been arguing almost every day, because of the big fart, and at that time he felt that the two would have to leave sooner or later.

Until one day, the two went to divorce him without notifying him, and then went their separate ways as if they were nothing.

The young Wang Quanquan took a car to his grandfather's house alone and lived for half a year.

He remembered that when the old man ate, he always liked to smoke a bag of cigarettes first, and then he began to enjoy the food in earnest, and there were no rare things in the countryside at that time, but the river crabs on the autumn equinox were covered with fat.

At that time, the old man had a tough body, and he often went down to the river to touch the crabs, and when he caught it, he made a basket and pickled it all when he came back.

When I was a child, I didn't eat enough kingship, until I was able to eat, until I once ate a bad stomach and hung up for three days, I didn't know how to converge.

The old man in my impression always likes to sing Sichuan opera to him in an authentic Bashu dialect after eating.

Now it seems that the royal authority finally understands why he likes to come here.

The old Confucian in front of him not only has an accent like an old man, but even the taste of drunken crabs is very similar.

……

"Homesick." Wang Quanquan muttered in a low voice.

"What?" The old Confucian who drank wine didn't have very bright ears.

"It's nothing, or I'll recognize you as my father." The king's authority suddenly turned right.

"Think beautifully!"

Jiang Xiucheng reacted quickly, and this guy clearly wanted to take advantage of himself.

"Hahaha...... You can see it, come, drink! "The king is not embarrassed at all.

"Haha, you baby is so strange, the old man can't see through it, come, drink!" The old man said heartily.

……

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