Feng Yicheng, two stunned villages.

The New Year in Zhuangzi was very lively, and Li Wuchang instructed people to give a gift to each family, which was regarded as a return gift.

The Chinese New Year is the same as imagined, eating and drinking, everyone celebrates together, and it is very lively.

Li Wuchang's childlike heart was great, pulling a group of children to push snowmen on the square, and even had a snowball fight, Jiang Minglun, Zhao Xun and a group of people from the owner's mansion participated, but the fat bear became a public enemy and was almost buried by the snow.

The nurse and Jiang's mother, as the elders of the owner's mansion, prepared a lot of red envelopes, each of whom had a share, and the money was not much, but everyone was very happy.

Li Wuchang also said that it was okay now, and he had money to buy candy to eat.

Burst into laughter.

After the Chinese New Year, the market becomes more lively.

There is a small restaurant in the market, which was funded by the owner's house, and the operation was handed over to the villager, with a total of four households.

Mutton pot and coarse grain wine are the best to sell, and they are also the signature of the hotel, in addition, all kinds of game, agricultural products, cured meat, and dim sum are good, the price is affordable, and the portion is full.

Business has been doing very well lately, and the two-storey restaurant is often full.

In addition to the people of Ben Zhuangzi, people from the nearby merchants, government officials, and even people from the rivers and lakes are often seen.

The Meng family is one of the four households, Meng Tong is in his twenties, clever, and sharp-tongued, so he has become one of the hospitalities of the restaurant.

Today, Meng Tong was so busy that his feet did not touch the ground, and there was an endless stream of guests, and Meng Tong's cheeks hurt a little when he greeted the guests, but he was very happy.

By mid-afternoon, the restaurant was not so busy.

Two men in strong suits came to the door of the restaurant.

One of them was in his fifties, dressed in a purple robe, with a handsome face, meticulously combed hair, a slender figure, a straight waist, and deep eyes, with a slight sense of elegant scribe.

The other was younger, with a black shirt and a bear's waist, looking like a man in the green forest, and he should have looked like a purple-clothed scribe's subordinate.

"Two masters, but do you want to rest, please come in, please come in, our wine and food here are quite distinctive, and they must be satisfied." ”

Meng Tong hurriedly greeted enthusiastically.

The man in black took out a piece of broken silver and threw it to Meng Tong.

Meng Tong immediately took it, said upstairs please, and then led the way, he judged in his heart that the person must be a passing Jianghu person, this kind of person is not uncommon recently, with extraordinary bearing and generous hands.

After everyone came to a small private room upstairs, Meng Tong took out the recipe.

Meng Tong said with a smile: "Two, please take a look first, if you agree, you can order it casually, the mutton pot and all kinds of game in the small shop are good, if the guest officer has special requirements, the small one can also arrange the kitchen to prepare according to the requirements of the guests." ”

The purple-clothed scribe looked at the recipe and did not speak for a while.

Meng Tong continued: "What kind of wine do you two want to drink? The coarse grain wine in our store is a must, and the fruit wine and rice wine are also good. ”

Hearing this, the purple-clothed scribe put down the recipe and said with a smile: "Wuliangye, let's have six pots first, you can watch the appetizers, right?"

Meng Tong was stunned for a moment, and said carefully: "Six pots, guest officer, Wuliangye is a very domineering wine, and the price is a little high...... Don't get me wrong, the little one doesn't mean anything else, it's just a little Ming. ”

Order six pots of Wuliangye at once, this is a high roller, it must be explained.

"It's okay, just go up. "The man in black is very arrogant.

Meng Tong was overjoyed and hurried down.

After a while, the food and wine were all ready, and it was very hearty.

Meng Tong personally poured a glass of wine for the two of them, and said with a smile: "You two use it slowly, if you have any orders, just come out and call casually, and the little one will go down first." ”

With that, he stepped back carefully and closed the door of the private room.

"Big brother, since we have been able to confirm it, why don't we directly send someone to arrest Li Wuchang, Zhao Xun, and Jiang Minglun together and serve them, even if the ancient books are really in the hands of Li Wuchang's kid, is it a bit of a fuss for you to come over in person?" When Meng Tong went down, the man in black whispered.

Listening to his tone, you know that these two people are definitely not simple.

The man in black received the life-saving grace of the purple-clothed scribe, and followed him for many years, calling him the eldest brother, and they came here for Li Wuchang, Zhao Xun, and Jiang Minglun.

It's not that they're interested in Jiang Minglun, Zhao Xun, or Li Wuchang, but they're interested in the shadow killer.

The body used by the Shadow Slayer is the Ghost Shadow Body.

Maybe it was left by Shen Yuan the winter before last, so they wanted to find out the whereabouts of the ancient book that came out of the Martial Arts Pavilion.

That ancient book is important.

Shen Yuan did break into the Martial Arts Pavilion in the winter of the year before last and brought out an ancient book, but unfortunately Shen Yuan was finally killed by Du Chengye, and the ancient book lost its whereabouts.

If the Shadow Killer is involved with Shen Yuan, there may be clues from ancient books.

Li Wuchang's subordinates Jiang Minglun and Zhao Xun have worked with the Shadow Killer and should know the identity of the Shadow Killer.

What made the man in black feel strange was that after the purple-clothed scribe came to Zhuangzi, he did not take any special actions directly, but first visited the entire Zhuangzi and talked to many people as a foot merchant.

"I stayed here many years ago, and now it's a matter of people, and I can't imagine that this place is thriving now, and I really don't know whether to be happy or sad. Zi Yiwen just sighed.

There was a great nostalgia in his tone.

The man in black finally understood that the purple-clothed scribe had been here, and perhaps it evoked some memories.

"This place used to be called Qingpingzhuang, and then it was changed to Bingzhuang, called Dingmao Bingzhuang, what is it called now...... Erzizhuang, hehe. The purple-clothed scribe took a sip of wine, sighed, and then took another sip, and was amazed.

Sure enough, it was good wine, he had never drunk such good wine.

The black-clothed man followed the tone of the purple-clothed scribe and said: "The owner of the village here is Li Lingwu's fourth son Li Wuchang, and his nickname is Li Erduzi, so it is not surprising that he is called Erduzi Zhuang here." ”

"Li Erzi? Erfuzizhuang?...... What a name!" sighed the purple-clothed scribe.

The man in black didn't know what the purple-clothed scribe meant, so he didn't dare to talk nonsense.

In the mind of the man in black, the mind of the purple-clothed scribe can never be guessed.

The purple-clothed scribe did something that others could not understand, sometimes he was like a heinous villain, and sometimes he was like a great sage who was compassionate to the heavens and people.

In the eyes of most people, he is a martial idiot, a gang leader, and a villain who does all kinds of evil, and the bad things he has done are too numerous to mention.

He has attacked government offices, looted wealthy households, and colluded with foreign races.

However, he also helped the poor, rescued beggars, and even went to poor places to teach a group of children who could not afford to go to school, and so on, which is unpredictable.

"You walked around this Zhuangzi with me, what do you think of here?" the purple-clothed scribe suddenly asked.

"Pretty good, I guess this is Feng Yi's best Zhuangzi. The man in black replied truthfully.

"When it was still Qingpingzhuang, everyone was not well fed and clothed, the elderly could not afford to buy medicine, children could not afford to study, many men were taken away by the imperial court and sent directly to the battlefield in Liangzhou or Jizhou, leaving some orphans and widows, and the taxes were heavy, which was unspeakably miserable. Later, it became Ding Mao Bingzhuang, and the days were even more miserable, alas, in fact, all of Feng Yi's military villages were miserable, because I had been to see all the military villages. The purple-clothed scribe said slowly, deep in thought.

The big man in black listened and did not speak.

There was silence for a long time.

"You remember...... We are different from the Zhu family!" The purple-clothed scribe suddenly said, his tone was very heavy.

"Yes, big brother!" replied the man in black respectfully.

We are different from Zhujia!

This is not the first time that the purple-clothed scribe has said this.

"Do you know how many people I just talked to?" the purple-clothed scribe asked again.

The man in black shook his head.

How can you remember this?

"I've spoken to twenty-nine people. The purple-clothed scribe smiled.

The big man in black smiled: "Big brother must want to find out about the past...... Big brother, did you live here before?"

The purple-clothed scribe had talked with many old people just now, so the black-clothed man asked this question.

The purple-clothed scribe shook his head, and continued, "Fourteen old people, ten middle-aged people, and five young men...... They can talk about their owner in almost every sentence, and when they talk about the owner, their eyes are full of gratitude. ”

The man in black frowned and remained silent.

The purple-clothed scribe continued: "Every family has no worries about food and clothing from sweet potatoes and wild vegetable soup to today, there is no shortage of white flour and meat, the warehouses are full, and even built a sturdy new house for the winter, and some people can often go to the restaurant to drink...... In half a year, a farmer who was less than twenty years old, Li Er was stunned, hehe. ”

The black-clothed man continued to be silent and sighed inwardly.

The purple-clothed scribe took another sip of wine, and suddenly changed his words and said with a smile: "This is called Wuliangye, right? ”

The man in black replied: "What the guy just said is indeed Wuliangye, this wine is indeed a bit interesting, much better than ordinary turbid wine." ”

The purple-clothed scribe was a good wine, and ordinary wine could not enter his eyes.

"The way to eat this pot is also interesting. The purple-clothed scribe took a piece of mutton with chopsticks and soaked it in the hot pot for a while, and then ate it in one bite, exhaling a mouthful of white gas, and his body and mind were refreshed.

The man in black was very depressed, he didn't know what his eldest brother meant, he just didn't talk about business.

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in!" the man in black frowned.

It's Meng Tong.

"Excuse me, two guest officers. Our restaurant has an event during the Chinese New Year, and each table of guests has a free gift. Meng Tong explained his intentions.

Another guy brought a box plate.

Meng Tong was placed on the table the same, a pot of coarse grain wine, a plate of pastries, two pots of four-fruit brew, and two plates of pea seedlings.

"The two are high rollers, because they ordered six pots of Wuliangye, so they gave a pot of four-fruit stuffed and two plates of pea seedlings, and some ordinary gifts, which the guest officials used slowly. Meng Tong explained.

The purple-clothed scribe stared at the two plates of pea seedlings and said curiously, "In the winter, where did these seedlings come from?"

Meng Tong replied: "This is the method that our owner thinks, planting vegetables in winter, saying that it is to add a piece of income to the farmers, and now most of the vegetables have sprouted, and the pea seedlings are small, but they can be eaten." When the other vegetables grow, the owner said that if they are sold to Chang'an City, it will be a big deal. ”

After a pause, he showed a smile and said: "Hey, you two tell me, is our owner a great talent? It's not that I brag about it, our Zhuangzi used to be a broken mountain, since our owner came, it was terrible, welfare, businessmen, treatment, bandits, building houses, building roads, repairing markets, ......."

The purple-clothed scribe listened with a smile.

Meng Tong said a lot, realized that it was far away, smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the two of you use it slowly, use it slowly, just put the pea seedlings in the pot and scald it." ”

With that, he withdrew.

"He's the thirtieth. The purple-clothed scribe smiled and took a sip of wine.

The big man in black touched his head.

What's the point of that?

"Let me try this pea seedling!" the purple-clothed scribe laughed, as if he had really just come to eat.