"Yes, sir—"

"Anything else?"

"It's dark, if Mr. wants to find an inn to live in for a few days, go out of this alley on the right hand, there is a diagonally opposite, not to mention how luxurious, but still live. Gao is familiar with the store, and he can also get a discount when he goes to the store to improve his name. The high butcher drank and his face was flushed, "There is no need to deliberately raise a certain rough name, just when you arrive at the store, say that the last sentence was introduced by the high butcher." Gao usually has some friends in the rivers and lakes, and he often goes there to stay, and the store often takes meat from me, so I understand it when I hear it. ”

"That's a big help."

Song You smiled slightly, gave his hand again, and then left.

That inn has been open for many years, if the owner of the store has not been changed, it should still be the original one, and Song You himself planned to live there.

A few steps forward, and then you stepped into the darkness.

Now the night in Yidu seems to be a little more deserted than back then, maybe there are more rumors of demons and ghosts, people naturally dare not go out alone at night, the already quiet alleys have become quieter, the sound of horses' hooves is clear, and even the sound of Taoist and girl canes and footsteps has become obvious.

Instead, the voices of the two of them were heard again.

"Sanhua Niangniang seems to remember that once Sanhua Niangniang was lying on a tree, and you painted a picture of Sanhua Niangniang."

"Yes, that painting was given to Yu Zhizhou, and now it is still kept by Yu Zhizhou, and it was taken to Changjing, and it is estimated that it is hanging in the Prime Minister's Mansion."

"The plum blossoms you drew are red!"

"Yes."

"It's yellow!"

"Sanhua Niangniang is aware of everything."

"When we were in Changjing, once we went out, and when we came back, there was also a plum blossom on the door, which was also yellow."

"Sanhua Niangniang has a great memory."

"It was sent by a fox!"

“……”

The Taoist didn't expect that this little thing could think of the plum blossoms that the fox in Changjing gave them when he visited them according to the plum tree in the small courtyard of Yidu, and she didn't expect that she could still remember it.

Then he shook his head and said to her:

"Sanhua Niangniang is so smart......"

Two figures walked out of the courtyard, and the horses followed closely.

After all, it is Yidu, not as good as other state cities, nor as remote towns as the Western Regions and Xingzhou, and there are many shops lit up on the streets outside.

The two arrived at the door of the inn.

Song You first asked about the house price, and then said that it was introduced by the high butcher in Sweet Water Lane, and it really worked, and the store immediately gave him less than ten cents, and enthusiastically helped him carry his bags to the second floor.

The room is good, much better than the carriage and horse shop where I lived in Yucheng, the bedding is very clean, and even the smell of the sun can be smelled, there are tables, chairs, benches, teapots and bowls, there is a wooden coffee table by the window that can be used to sit and enjoy the prosperity outside the window, there are shelves for placing things, there are bedside tables, oil lamps, washstands, washbasins, and a large wooden basin for bathing.

The positioning of the inn itself is higher than that of the carriage and horse shop.

Song You put down his bags, thanked the store, and asked the store for enough hot water for bathing, then closed the door and returned to the house, went to the window again, opened the window and looked out.

It takes a long time for the guys in the shop to fetch water and boil hot water.

After about half an hour, the guy came up and knocked on the door, and then brought up the water bucket by bucket, poured it into the wooden barrel, and after adjusting it to the right temperature, he also left a bucket of boiling water, so that the Taoist washed half of the water and added it to the cold, which can be said to be very intimate.

Of course, the price is not low.

The water in the city costs money to buy, and firewood also costs money, and a large bucket of bath water must carry at least several buckets of water, and a few buckets must be boiled.

"It's so expensive!"

Sanhua Niangniang was the first to speak.

"Back to Yidu, you should take a bath."

"You can wash it in the river, and you don't need money."

"Cold water is not as comfortable as hot water."

"In the past, we boiled water and washed ourselves, and we didn't need money."

"But we don't have our own courtyard in Yidu anymore."

"Hmm......"

"Sanhua Niangniang, please go out to catch mice, and come in when I'm done bathing." Song You said to her, "Or I can also give Sanhua Niangniang a bucket of warm water, Sanhua Niangniang turns into a cat and washes it in a bucket, of course, the bucket must also be brought out of the door, before I finish washing, Sanhua Niangniang can't come out before me." ”

"Huh?"

The cat turned its head to look at him suspiciously.

The Taoist looked at her and was not negotiable.

The cat turned its head, turned around and left.

About half an hour later—

The Taoist had already changed into clean clothes and was packing his bags and taking out things from them.

The water in the tub was mixed again, and the water was still warm at this time, and the Sanhua Niangniang turned back into a cat, and the dog planed in the bucket, and the plush one was like a worm, swimming over and swimming over, circling in circles.

When the Taoist cleaned up his things, took out the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and spread it on the table in the room, the water vapor had already made the whole room full of smoke, and the cat heard the sound of laying paper, and immediately jumped out, and when she shook it slightly, a burst of smoke came out of her body, which made the water mist in the room heavier, and her body was already dry.

"Canopy ......"

The cat took on a human form, dressed in tri-colored clothes, with its hair scattered, and sat down on the other side.

The two of them dipped their pens in ink at the same time, and their postures were almost the same.

The oil lamp flickered, reflecting the figure on the wall.

But then the Taoist held the pen and wanted to write down the state of mind at this time and write down the thoughts after returning to Yidu, but the tip of the pen couldn't fall for a long time, and he didn't know how to describe it for a while.

On the contrary, the girl on the other side kept writing.

While writing, prevent him from reading.

“……”

Song You shook his head and didn't say anything.

After a while, the innkeeper came and knocked on the door, and brought out the bath water bucket by bucket.

At least tonight is a good night's sleep.

Early the next morning.

Sanhua Niangniang seemed to have predicted when the Taoist would wake up, and when he woke up, she just bought steamed buns from outside, with meat filling, and they were still hot.

Outside the door, the sound of vendors shouting.

"Herbs, good results......

"Thin people can grow fat when they eat, and they can soar eight feet tall when they pee!

"How do you want to eat? There is wine bubble wine, no wine bubble urine, no wine no urine, dry chewing is effective! ”

The voice is loud and penetrating.

even went to Song You's dream.

Song You was woken up by him.

However, the Taoist didn't say anything, just took the steamed bun from Tong'er's hand, thanked him, and ate it.

As soon as he took a bite, he raised his head and asked, "Sanhua Niangniang's steamed bun shouldn't have been secretly wrapped by herself at night, right?" ”

"Bought it!"

"Did the Sanhua Lady catch the mouse and wash her hands?"

“！”

The girl looked serious, frowned and thought for a while, before she said to him, "The rice you eat is also crawled by rats!" The noodles I ate were also eaten by rats! ”

The Taoist laughed when he heard this.

This little thing has made a lot of progress.

"And where are we going today?" Sanhua Niangniang asked as she watched him eat.

"Get out and about."

"Shop around!"

"You can go and see if the old man is still there."

"Old man!"

Sanhua Niangniang repeated his words, paused for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Will we meet that woman surnamed Wu?" ”

"Wu Nuxia, ......"

Song You's action of eating steamed buns also paused, and then shook his head: "It depends on fate." ”

"Hmm......"

After breakfast, the two went out.

A swallow followed them.

There are many familiar shops on the street, Sanhua Niangniang often feels familiar, so she turns her head and stares at that side without blinking, trying to search for it in her memory, and when she thinks of it, she pulls the corner of the Taoist's clothes, stretches out her hand and points to that side and tells the Taoist about the appearance and things in her memory, but she also talks with relish, and even a little excited.

At this time, she was like an ordinary human child, sharing her own things with adults.

It just so happens that adults feel the same way.

When he met someone who sold sugar gourds, Song You bought three strings, one string of Sanhua Niangniang, one string for himself, and one string for the swallows to eat.

Walking on the street with a sugar gourd, it is immediately a little more leisurely.

They were like that more than a decade ago.

Until I walked to the North Wazi, and then to the cloud shed.

Still outside the shed, I heard the very emotional and rhythmic storytelling, the voice was seven or eight points similar to Mr. Zhang many years ago, only a few words, I felt that it was very good.

Song You slowly walked into the shed.

There was a small guy outside the door, who was responsible for collecting money, and at this time he looked up at the sky with his back against the railing, as if he was also listening to the storyteller's voice, and shook his head with the storyteller's words, and he was a little intoxicated by it.

Until it feels like someone is in front of you.

At first glance, the little girl was a Taoist and led a girl.

"The guest officer came to listen to the book?"

"Yes......"

Song You looked inside slightly: "I don't know ......"

"Ouch, why did the guest officer come? Mr. Zhang has already talked about it, and this is almost halfway there. The little maid was a little embarrassed and said, "If Mr. wants to go in, give less money for two cents of tea, please be sure to be quiet when you go in, sit in the back, don't disturb other guests." ”

"Mr. Zhang......"

"Exactly!"

"How can my boy collect money?"

"It's quite high, and it's so much."

"Okay."

As soon as Song You heard that it was Mr. Zhang, he decisively paid the money and walked in lightly with the girl.

When I was in Yidu, I didn't come to the Beiwa Ziyun Booth to listen to Mr. Zhang's storytelling, and even most of the time was sent like this.

It's not just entertainment, when I just came down the mountain, my understanding of this world, and many strange and magical things, I started to learn from here. Just like the Yunding Immortal Mountain in Pingzhou, the Qingtong Forest and the Phoenix Divine Bird in the north of Yuezhou, the Earth and Fire Country in the Western Regions, and the Tenglong Land in Yunzhou that he is about to go to yet, he heard it first from the mouth of this old Mr. Zhang.

It can be regarded as a shallow fate.

When I entered the shed, it looked the same as it did back then, but it looked a little older.

The storyteller was a thin old man in a gray cloth robe.

It is at least seven or eight points similar to what I remembered.

The old man was talking about the wonderful time, and when he saw that there were still people coming in at this time, he also glanced at him more, and when he paused, he nodded slightly at him, and then continued.

The Taoist sat down in the last row, although there were a lot of guests in the shed at this time, there was no one in this row, and when the little guy at the door came to pour tea for him and Sanhua Niangniang, he picked up the tea and listened attentively to the book that the old Mr. Zhang said above.

It's just that there is a little regret in my heart-

This is not the old Mr. Zhang he remembers.

Although he looks seven or eight points similar to the old Mr. Zhang in Song You's memory, and his voice is also seven or eight points similar, he is not older than the old Mr. Zhang back then.

Although he also has an old face and is also called Mr. Zhang, he looks a few years younger than the original Mr. Zhang. And thirteen years have passed, even if Mr. Zhang still has the strength to tell people on the stage, he should be much older.

(End of chapter)