If the drizzle in April is still a little twisted like the little girl next door, the Ganlin in May is much more refreshing than it. It's just that there are still some people who are still holding the pipa and half-covering their faces, but today's rain is particularly lingering, and it has been falling intermittently for a day. Fortunately, the merchants walked outside all the year round, and naturally always had some means to avoid the rain, but the rain had been falling for a long time, and it was already a layer of hazy mist, and the dirt road full of mud was extremely difficult to walk.

"Fortunately, I can finally have a place to rest" Lao Liu, who was wearing a robe, sighed secretly, and walked across the small bridge at the entrance of the town quite lightly, crossed a certain archway and turned slightly, and a rather elegant two-story building appeared in front of him, and there was an inn.

Of course, an inn is not called an inn. The small building is boxy, perhaps because it has been washed by this drizzle, and it looks exceptionally clean. In front of the building there was a tall pole that had not completely faded, and a flag was hung on it. The flags that should have been swaying in the wind could only be pulled down weakly in the rain curtain at this time, curled up together, and even hid the words on them. Lao Liu knew that the four big characters on it were "Taiping Inn".

The Taiping Inn was newly built in recent years.

It is obviously more than one to describe the capital, at first there were still a few sporadic on the post road, which was convenient for passing business travelers, because the price was fair and clean and simple was very popular, that is, the past officials occasionally chose to stay here. In the past few years, a lot has been built one after another, and a line has been vaguely paved, according to the words of the boss behind the scenes, what is this called "chain". But Lao Liu, the boss behind the scenes, knew him, and he used to be able to chat with some homely acquaintances.

Lao Liu took off his coat and walked into the inn, but maybe it was the reason for the rain, the inn was almost full at this time, but it was quiet and a little strange, but Lao Liu was used to it. It turned out that there was a storyteller upstairs with an ancient face, and at this time he was talking about the "Red Mansion" that has been widely circulated in the country in recent years, and is said to be quite popular among some nobles in Luoyang. The story is quite touching, at this time there are many people in the hall who have heard it many times, but maybe the storyteller is really good, but they all listen to it with relish, except for the storyteller's story slowly drifting in the rain, but it seems a little silent.

Lao Liu swept it casually, then found a corner that was not very noticeable and sat down slowly. I found that there was a handsome little Taoist sitting next to him, who was listening very attentively at this time, and there was a little girl next to him, lying face down on the table at this time, with green silk scattered at will, and he couldn't see the appearance clearly, but he felt that he was sleeping extra sweetly.

"It doesn't look like a monk on the mountain" Lao Liu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, swallowed a little faint tea, and relaxed his mind with the sound of "tick-tock" rain, and secretly thought about his thoughts in a slight trance.

The owner of the "Taiping Inn" is surnamed Wu, who was originally a businessman who was not very old but not a short one, and when he saw Lao Liu, he had to politely call out Brother Liu. The two of them were originally businessmen who traveled back and forth between the Great Zhou Dynasty and the departure of the country, and the friendship between the two countries for generations was quite a good one. Although such merchants toiled back and forth, they were not very dangerous, and their income was not bad, so there were not a few merchants like them. Everyone is running a road, after a long time, it is inevitable to get acquainted with each other, often meet to say hello, if you are tired, you often stop together to rest and chat about family life. It's just that they can't always follow, this is the rule of this industry, and each of them is a guy who eats, and it's always not good to spy on each other.

"Xiao Wu", whose full name is unknown, may slowly become "Lao Wu" like Lao Liu, and when he is tired of running that day, he will find a good mother-in-law who will live a peaceful life and have children, and maybe he will hand over this business to his children after he can't run.

It's just that I don't know if this "Xiao Wu" has a lot of eyes or is lucky enough, it is said that he brought a story to Luoyang from Da Zhou, I don't know what method was used to let those nobles listen, I heard that it was very happy with the nobles, and rewarded a lot of money. Later, Lao Liu learned that this story was obtained from a young man in a small town called "Mr. Xiaoyu", who has been quite famous in recent years. And this story is not one of those cultivation stories of fighting and killing, but it is quite a tear-making one, it is "Red Mansion".

"Xiao Wu" thus made a fortune and became "Xiao Wu Boss", and I don't know where to learn the management methods, this "Taiping Inn" is plugged into almost half of the post road away from the country, of course, there will be more in the future. "Boss Xiao Wu" has also become the "shopkeeper Wu" that Lao Liu can only look up to. When I entered Da Zhou this time, I wanted to take the opportunity to visit and see if "Mr. Xiaoyu" could get any story, but I only went to know that the person had already left, so I could only regret missing it. If you are a talented scholar who has read some articles, you will probably hold a glass of wine and sigh with sour emotion: "Time, luck." Lao Liu just chewed the bitter tea foam, and sighed softly, "It's all fate!" The voice was not loud, but he still surprised the little Taoist priest who was listening to it very attentively, and turned his head to look at it faintly.

Lao Liu hurriedly retracted his voice, and arched his hand a little apologetically, but fortunately, the little Taoist priest didn't care, smiled mildly and nodded, and then turned his head again and continued to listen to the story.

This little Taoist priest is Yu Liang, who is named Wang Ye, and the girl who is sleeping next to him is naturally Yiyi. It's just that I didn't see Rhubarb by my side, but it wasn't unfortunate to become Yiyi's ration, but I didn't know where to go to forage for food - since I went out, Rhubarb was a little resistant at first, and then I didn't know what crazy he was smoking, and he ran around every day, but fortunately, no matter where Yu Liang went, Rhubarb would come back on time before nightfall, and the margin would be left to its own devices.

At this time, it has been more than half a month since he left Da Zhou Yuliang, and he has traveled thousands of miles. This is the third "Taiping Inn" where Yu Liang stayed.

The scenery along the way is really beautiful, but after watching it for a long time, it feels a little bland. It is true that it is gentle and friendly to human nature, and the folk customs seen along the way are quite simple, and the beautiful women I occasionally meet look at it even more beautifully.

Well, it's well deserved, and it's really good.

The first time Yu Liang entered this "Taiping Inn", he just felt quite clean and didn't think it was surprising, and he didn't realize that it was not simple until he met the second one. In his impression, this chain model is only similar to a bank's bank, and those who can open a bank are all people with hands and eyes, but as far as he knows, the world's money bank where he was originally located first appeared in the world in the Song Dynasty, and most of them were only circulated in one place. can open inns all over the country, and if you say that there is no official background, you don't believe it. Yu Liang inquired a little, obviously the story in Lao Liu's heart was not a secret, and many merchants like him also had a similar story.

The Liren, who took the holy land "Dragon and Tiger Mountain" as the foundation of the country, seems to have a certain awe for the Taoist people by nature. Even if Yu Liang didn't look very old and didn't look like a fairy on the mountain, he still easily restored the whole story from the mouths of the merchants, and the cost was just some worthless food and drink. Yu Liang never thought that "Red Mansion" would spread without his knowledge, and he had the impression that he had only given Yiyi a rough lecture, and he might not have paid much attention to it when he first studied it, but he just put more thought into the rather subtle poems in it. I probably remembered a sigh, thinking that at a certain moment, the flower may be used before the moon. is still young, how can Yiyi understand" is full of absurd words, a handful of bitter tears. Du Yun is an idiot, who understands the taste", and where do you know the grievances of "Jun's birthday said kindness, Jun died and went with others", I think it is still those demons and monsters, and the fairy fight is interesting, just listen to it once. Thinking about it, it can only be attributed to the existence of a treasure class, and it will not be buried anywhere and spread.

If you think about it carefully, there was indeed a relatively young businessman, who had been listening to it when he was talking, and Yu Liang didn't care much about it, so he couldn't remember his appearance clearly. I was impressed by the fact that this man seemed to have read a book, and took some notes as he listened. Therefore, Yu Liang remembered him, and after a little thought, he took a seat, thinking that this person was what they called "Wu Shopkeeper".

Yu Liang sighed in his heart. It seems that the folk customs of leaving the country are like this, I don't like those things that fight and kill, but I like these sad stories of crazy men and women, and I think that if I move some grandmother's Mary Sue out, I'm afraid it will be more popular. However, the "shopkeeper Wu" is indeed a brain, and this chain model is probably inadvertently said by himself and remembered by him, so that he didn't realize that it could really be implemented, and it must have been caught on a certain terrible line. It must be the contribution of the officials who left the country so smoothly, after all, this is equivalent to laying out a fairly convenient intelligence network, and it is impossible to say that there are spies who have left the country in the inn at this time. Maybe it's the dozing shopkeeper, or the little two who greeted him politely, or simply the storyteller upstairs, or someone who just gave up his stupid pleasure.

Yu Liang not only frowned slightly when he thought of this, if this is the case, it stands to reason that this "Red Mansion" is so popular in leaving the country, and I'm afraid that the "author" is very likely to have been targeted by people who have left the country?

It's just that I don't know if my face has been exposed, although I said that I was dressed as a Taoist priest, but I didn't disguise myself. At this time, Yu Liang was already thinking about whether he should trim his face slightly, after all, he was also a character who had been influenced by the three evil arts, and it was not difficult to simply change his appearance.

Yu Liang was still thinking to himself, when he heard a somewhat crisp sound of horses' hooves from far and near, and stopped in front of the door after a while.

With Xiao Er's greeting, a hooded figure slammed through the rain curtain and entered the store. But he didn't sit down in a hurry, but stood at the door, looking into the room through the hanging tulle on his hat, and looked at it carefully without moving.

The storyteller seemed to be distracted by this man, and the whole inn was silent, and the needle could be heard.