This small inn, it doesn't look like there are many people outside, I don't know if the conditions here are not, or if this county is too small and no one comes. So much so that the shopkeeper was lazily lying on the table, and the shopkeeper's abacus was left idle by him, holding a copy of "The Analects" and watching it with relish.

This boss was originally just a businessman, and I don't know when he liked to read, and he didn't know what to see if he was holding a "Analects" all day long. It's just that those who are full of mouths also get up, of course, this is only said to these talented scholars, how can these sage words be said to these platform people who only know tea, rice, oil, salt and vinegar. So here everyone calls him a fake Xiucai behind his back, and he himself is surnamed Jia.

Fake Xiucai looked at the previous sentence of the Analects, and when he heard that he could die, he couldn't help but slap the table and get up, and read in his mouth, "This sentence is wonderful, and when he hears it, he can die at night." That's not exactly what it said, when I smell it, the sunset can die. Hahaha. ”

The little two was woken up by the sound of fake Xiucai slapping the table, so he had to look at it dissatisfied, this fake show would not delay his salary at that time, but it had to be the appearance of this fake Xiucai, what kind of gentleman was reading in his mouth all day long, son, hypocritical absurdity. You say that a person is not good at talking, and you have to say these things, how can it not make people feel hypocritical.

Xiao Er just expressed his dissatisfaction with his eyes, and then lay on the table again. At this moment, a shout sounded outside the door, "Xiao Er, quickly prepare the delicious and delicious food for me!" ”

The first to react was not Xiao Er, but the fake Xiucai, who threw the Analects away, hurried up to meet him, and shouted in his mouth, "The distinguished guests are coming, and you are not welcome online, please forgive me!", this trotted out, still pinching the hem of his clothes, and ran too fast, tripped directly over the threshold, and fell hard to eat.

This fake Xiucai may have fallen a lot, but he didn't feel pain, so he immediately stood up, patted the dust on his body, and just wanted to learn the bow between Xiucai, but when he saw the coarse sweat of the four carrying knives, the bow between Xiucai was also changed, and it became the arch of the flat-headed people.

"Four, is it a tip or a hotel?" The fake Xiucai saw that he was not a Xiucai literati, and he actually learned those Xiucai in a light and martial tone.

There was a slender sword in the middle, but it was indeed five big and three thick, and the man with his nose and nose hair exposed said loudly, "Hit the point!" All the delicious and delicious food will be brought up to the master! After speaking, he pushed the fake show away, and walked into the inn by himself. The three big sweaters in the back also followed, unceremoniously to the fake show.

The fake show pushed the white man, almost fell down again, looked at the backs of the four people and said, "It's really insulting!" The four men found a table at random and sat down, and shouted, "The boss serves the food and wine!" ”

"Coming" fake show had to be angry to respond, urging Xiao Er to call the kitchen to prepare, and he held the Analects that he had thrown into the ground by himself, and it seemed that he was up.

"Elder, what do we do now?" , a man who was also holding a thin sword in his hand asked the man whose nose hair was exposed. The man with the hairy nose looked at the other man who was holding the ghost-headed knife in his hand, "Wang Balu, how are your injuries?" ”

This group of people is none other than Nan Maoche and Wang Balu and others who fought with Xiao Qingchen and his party that day. Since that day Nanmao Che met Xiao Qingchen and took Wang Balu away, he has been walking to Hongzhou in the southeast, and after several battles on the way, the four of them also walked to this county seat nearly 100 miles away from Hongzhou.

Wang Balu's eyes did not fluctuate, and he said lightly, "My injury was injured by the person before, and with the help of the elders, I am now recovering." ”

Nan Maoche nodded and said, "That's good, when we arrive in Hongzhou, it will be another big war, and without your combat power, we will suffer a loss." It's just that when the time comes, don't even think about running away from one of those bitches, I'm going to torture them to death one by one, damn it! Send this Modo killer, so that Lao Tzu doesn't sleep much! ”

Wang Balu poured himself a bowl of wine, drank it in one gulp and said, "I'm only here to kill people, and the rest is up to you." Nanmaoche laughed. Then he turned his head and shouted, "Boss, where's my dish!" If you want to starve Lao Tzu to death, believe it or not, I demolished you here, damn it! Nanmaoche's sudden shouting and the sound of slapping the table startled the fake show.

The fake show started a nameless fire, and scolded at the kitchen, "Xiao Er, how did you get it when you died, ah, I didn't see the objective to eat and drink!" I told you that the pigs also want to eat, and if you are hungry for them, they will fight with you. Don't say these people are objective! After the fake show finished scolding, Xiao Er trotted out with the dishes, and shouted in his mouth, "Here, here." ”

"Bang, bang" The three bowls of meat were placed in front of Nan Maoche, and Xiao Er's strength was a little heavy, and he put it on the table with a bang.

Nan Maoche didn't care about this little er, just looked at the meat in the bowl, smiled, didn't take the chopsticks, and picked up a chicken leg by himself. "Ho, ho, this is so hot!" Nan Maoche directly put the chicken leg into his mouth and said inarticulately.

Fake Xiucai looked at Nan Maoche's eating statue with disdain, and there was a discourse about paying attention to himself, but now he didn't know where he saw it just now. I can only turn the page casually and continue to read.

"Little Er!" At this time, there was another shout outside the door, and the fake show turned his head to take a look, and saw a son in green clothes holding a fan. Fake Xiucai's eyes lit up, put down his analects, and pulled his clothes with his hands, smoothing out the folds. Only then did he step forward and salute the boy in Tsing Yi holding a fan at the door, "Childe, dare to ask, is it a tip or a store?" ”

"Ah, it turned out to be the shopkeeper. Under it, I want to hit the point. The boy in Tsing Yi saw that the shopkeeper gave him a gifted salute, and came back with a smile and a smile.

"Then please, the shop is shabby, please don't mind." The fake show smiled at the boy in Tsing Yi. The boy in Tsing Yi also smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay." It seems that the shopkeeper is also a scholar of my generation? ”

When the fake show heard this, he was overjoyed and said, "Hey, I really can't hide my son's eyes, I was originally a scholar, but because my family was too poor, I could only open an inn to make a living." But I'm waiting for me to come back to the academy one day. ”

The boy in Tsing Yi smiled and said, "Great goodness! This is the model of my generation of readers, never forget to read! ”

Nan Maoche was eating on the side, and when he heard this, he actually retched. It doesn't matter if this retching, the fake show directly glared at him! shouted in his mouth: "Insulting Sven! ”