When a person has no regrets in this life, many people may envy him, because it means that he has fulfilled his wish and can live comfortably.

But Li Congwen knew that for Yang Xiaoyang, if he had no regrets in this life, it would not be a good thing.

Yang Xiaoyang doesn't have anything he likes, and he doesn't particularly want to do anything, he has been doing what others want him to do, and he doesn't want to do anything.

There are few that can make him do it willingly.

Now, if he can find fun in ordinary things, then he should be able to slowly find his preferences, and he doesn't have to be aimless, then he should live happily.

Li Congwen felt that Yang Xiaoyang could have such a change, and he should be a big deal.

"I'm going to ask Le Lao for advice on how to make plum wine, let's have a good meal tonight." ”

Yang Xiaoyang knew that he had thought so much, and immediately said disdainfully: "The Gujingchun used by people to make wine is not delicious." What do you want to use to make a soak? 200 pieces a jar?"

"You know. Li Congwen tidied up his clothes and went out, "You go and prepare, I'll take Xiao Di and them to the mountains to find something delicious in a while." ”

"What are you going to prepare?" Yang Xiaoyang didn't know what Li Congwen was crazy about.

"Whatever you want. ”

Yang Xiaoyang took a deep breath and didn t say what to eat if he wanted to eat a big meal, what kind of person is this.

Standing at the door and thinking for a while, this Le Xiu is obviously not an ordinary person, it may be that he is still a prince, well-informed, and he does not pay attention to general food.

If you want to make something delicious, you have to make something he hasn't eaten.

Yesterday, I didn't think I had eaten cicada chrysalis, cicada chrysalis is still eaten more by people in southern Xinjiang, and Le Lao estimated that the dishes in southern Xinjiang were eaten less.

In this case, it is better to cook him a dish from southern Xinjiang, and it is best to be able to taste it with Lexiu.

It's just that Yang Xiaoyang didn't know which southern Xinjiang dish to choose after thinking about it for a long time, and in the end he was too lazy to think about it, so he just bought a pig.

Lexiu said that there is a market at the place where Pengli Lake connects to the river at the foot of the mountain, and there are merchants from all over the world who can buy many things.

It's rare for Li Congwen to find something to eat by himself, so let's go there and have a look.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaoyang left a note in the house, took some silver from the small wooden box in the carriage, and walked out of the courtyard.

Just halfway through, the horse that had been lying on the side rushed over and bit Yang Xiaoyang's clothes.

Yang Xiaoyang saw it snorting and asked suspiciously, "Do you want to go too?"

The horse's hooves dug the earth and neighed again.

Yang Xiaoyang took the horse rope and walked with it out of the courtyard, took two steps and listened, "No, how do you know that I am going out?

So he stared at the red horse.

Seeing it stop, the horse arched Yang Xiaoyang's back with his head, looking innocent, as if to say why don't you leave?

Yang Xiaoyang touched his nose and felt that he was thinking too much, so he took it down the mountain.

It was noon when he went down the mountain, but it was no different from the scene when he came, and Yang Xiaoyang couldn't appreciate it, so he quickened his pace.

The jujube red horse followed behind Yang Xiaoyang, chasing butterflies from time to time, smelling flowers and plants from time to time, and was very cheerful.

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In the twenty-sixth year of Anyan, autumn, southern Xinjiang.

Yang Qi turned over and dismounted, looked at the devastated village and sighed, and patted Nanwang Xiang Wudaunt's shoulder, "There shouldn't be much left of the Three Kings Alliance Army left in Southern Xinjiang, and it's time for me to leave." ”

Surprise appeared on Xiang Wuxing's face full of anger, "Let's go, where are you going, the battle is not over yet." ”

"The overall situation in southern Xinjiang has been decided, and I am not needed. Yang Qi paused, "And the old guy from Gongsun Li wrote me a letter before, asking me to go to Song Land to take care of his son." ”

Xiang Wuxing showed a look of remembrance, "Gongsun Sheng's child, I remember that he was only five years old when I last saw him, and now he has come out to lead the troops to fight, and he is worthy of being the son of the old man of Gongsun Li." ”

"Hey, that old guy blew his son into the sky in the letter he sent me, saying that he could learn everything quickly and be able to write and martial arts. I didn't believe it at first, but then I found out that it was true. ”

Xiang Wuxing looked envious, "It's a pity that my children are not angry, if I can have half of Xiao Sheng's ability, I will be content." But I heard that he punished the nine clans of King Qi and King Song, and his heart is really ruthless. ”

Yang Qi knew more than Xiang Wuxing, and he sighed, "He is also a person with a hard life." Without further ado, I packed up and left. In this life, he has little time in this life......."

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Yang Xiaoyang walked east along the foot of Lushan Mountain to the edge of Pengli Lake, and he could see a wharf in the distance, there were many low houses by the wharf, and the noise could be heard from afar.

Yang Xiaoyang looked to the west, and he quietly breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't see the shadow of Jiangzhou City, if Jiangzhou was too close here, he wouldn't dare to buy anything.

Approaching with the jujube red horse, Yang Xiaoyang saw that the stalls in the market were relatively dense, and was thinking about tying the horse to the side, when he saw a person coming.

"Little brother, do you want me to take care of the horses for you?" he said, pointing to a shed behind him, which had a lot of sycophants.

Yang Xiaoyang was a little suspicious, and was relieved when he saw that someone had led the horse into the shed, "How much?"

"Five cents, I will compensate you if I lose it. The man smiled.

Yang Xiaoyang handed him the money, patted the horse's neck and entered the market.

The market is very damp, and some of the stalls where things are placed on the ground are separated by straw.

Yang Xiaoyang followed the shouting of the trader to a pig shop, bought a whole pig, and was hesitating whether to bargain, and heard someone shouting on the side: "Sichuan Shu Changcun's hot sauce, does anyone want it?"

Forever?

Yang Xiaoyang walked with a pig tied hand and foot, and saw a middle-aged man squatting on the ground, with a lot of clay pots in front of him.

"Your hot sauce is the longevity of Sichuan Shu?"

The middle-aged man saw a young man carrying a pig squeezing through the crowd, and admired his strength a little, "Do you want some long-lasting hot sauce?" ”

While the two were talking, one of them paid the money and took away a jar, and Yang Xiaoyang estimated that he had two hundred yuan.

"Changcun sells well?" Yang Xiaoyang asked a little nervously.

"That's for sure, every time a businessman goes out of Shu has to transport the hot sauce of the Changcun family, I can't help but love the people in Shu to eat, and I love it from other places, and I can make money wherever I sell it. The man replied complacently.

Yang Xiaoyang smiled slightly, turned around and left.

"Eh, little brother, you asked so much and didn't even buy it!"

"I'll do it myself. Yang Xiaoyang said without looking back.

The man glanced at his lips and muttered, "Who are you fooling?" ”

Knowing that his mother's hot sauce was liked, Yang Xiaoyang's steps were brisker.

I bought some ingredients for cooking, and then led the jujube red horse to the mountain.

The horse walked happily, and he could not help jumping up, but it was not convenient to carry a pig on his back.

Yang Xiaoyang saw that the jujube red horse's belly was fat, and threw the pig on its back, "You have eaten and slept in the past two days, slept and eaten, and moved more." ”

Yang Xiaoyang put down the pig much more easily, and was about to jump, when he saw the jujube red horse snort, fell to the ground, and stuck out his tongue.

If Yang Xiaoyang hadn't seen his eyes gurgling, he would have thought it would be really bad.

Yang Xiaoyang rolled his eyes, helplessly picked up the pig, and kicked the horse gently, "Hurry up, I don't know who to learn from." ”

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"Hehe, where is there delicious food on this mountain?" Li Congwen had already asked how plum wine was made, but Le Xiu said that it would have to be soaked for a year or two, Li Congwen gave up on the spot, and decided to find something on the mountain.

Le He instigated his fingers and thought for a while before saying, "There is a big lake above the stream, and there are big geese in the lake!"

"Goose, okay, look at Brother Congwen to catch a big goose for you!" Li Congwen looked up to the sky and laughed three times, as if he was going to catch a god goose.

Ju Yeqi didn't have a demolition, but she was very clear about Li Congwen's ability, "Can you do it?" The big goose is much more fierce than the dog raised in the village, you don't want to use sword intent, right?"

"How is that possible? After Li Congwen finished speaking, he walked up the stream, and in a moment he saw a small lake, the surface of which was sparkling.

The lake is not surrounded by a few peaks, but is surrounded on one side by a slightly raised dirt slope on the other, sandwiched between another stream.

Le He pointed to a few big geese on the lake and said excitedly: "Goose goose goose!"

"The song sings to the sky. Xiao Di thought she was reciting poetry, and took the next sentence ostentatiously.

Le Hao obviously heard it, but he couldn't remember the back, and when he saw Xiao Di's smug face, he asked anxiously, "What's in the back?"

Xiao Di paused, thought about the scene of Xiao Yang once roasting chicken, and said with a straight face: "Pluck the feathers and heat the water, light the fire and cover the pot." ”

Li Congwen touched Xiao Di's head and nodded.

Ju Yeqi on the side turned his head and pretended not to hear.

"Brother Congwen, hurry up and catch the goose!" Le He couldn't wait to listen to Xiao Di's poem.

Li Congwen waved his hand to a few people, "You guys retreat farther away, don't get hurt." By the way, what do geese like to eat?"

Xiao Di and Le He glanced at each other, not quite understanding. They only know that they love to eat geese, and geese should not like to eat them.

"Young grass, why are you asking this?" asked Ju Yeqi.

"I can't swim, so I have to lure them to the shore. As he spoke, Li Congwen pulled two handfuls of grass from his feet, and shouted, "Goose goose goose!"

Xiao Di and Le He stopped the urge to chant poetry, and stared nervously at the geese on the lake, only Ju Yeyan rolled his eyes, almost wanting to kick Li Congwen into the lake.

However, a goose really came, and Ju Yeqi felt that it must not be a serious goose that could be seduced like this.

Li Congwen just turned around and smiled proudly at a few people, but saw that Ju Yeqi's expression was a little urgent.

He turned around, and the goose that had been lured actually pecked at his head with a beak.

Li Congwen could still dodge, he was pecked by a mouthful, he felt that his brain was about to burst, and he just wanted to fight back, but he was pecked in the face again.

Li Congwen had never been an opponent with a goose, so he didn't know what to do for a while, so he had to hug his head and run away.

"Brother Congwen can't seem to beat him?" Le Hao couldn't help but say when he saw that Li Congwen was pecked so badly.

"Brother Congwen draws his sword!" Xiao Di cheered Li Congwen.

Li Congwen woke up like a dream, and pulled out the broken sword, but his eyes were pecked and he couldn't open them, so he could only squint into a slit and swung a sword at the lake in a daze.

There was a loud bang, startling several people.

The slope on the other side of the lake has been flattened, and the water level of the lake has dropped considerably. For a moment, the sound of falling earth and rocks, the sound of the lake tilting, and the chirping of birds and birds were mixed together.

And it seems that there is still a faint scream of someone?

Li Congwen was already pecked, and he couldn't care about the goose that had already run, and suddenly felt movement at his feet.

When I looked down, I saw that a fish had been left in the shallows, and was jumping at his feet with his tail slapped.

He grabbed it excitedly, "Look, I caught a fish!"