The night was still deep, but the rain had stopped.

Outside the woods, there was a sudden sound of knocking on bamboo boards, and a man shouted loudly. "Spiced cooked beef, vegetable meat and big wonton. In the midst of the shouting, a fat man wearing a bamboo hat walked into the clearing with a wonton burden.

At the end of the front of the burden, the stove is blazing, the pot on the stove is steaming, and at the back end there is a cabinet for dishes and chopsticks and condiments, and there is a gauze cover for beef. In Jiangnan, when you can't sleep at night, you can find such a snack at any time, call a bowl of hot wonton to eat.

But Mowgli never dreamed that he would see this kind of snack here.

Who in this place would eat his wontons?

As soon as the wanton burden was put down, there was another shouting outside, and a person sang in Su Bai: "White sugar square cake, yellow pine cake, red bean mung bean sweet cake." ”

A tall, thin old man, carrying a green gauze cabinet on his back, walked in while singing.

The soft cakes he sells are the most popular sweets in Suzhou and Hangzhou.

But how did he end up selling here?

They weren't the only ones coming.

Following them, there are also those who sell braised vegetables, those who sell wine, those who sell Hubei bean skin, those who sell fried wo noodles, those who sell Shandong steamed buns, those who sell Fuzhou fragrant cakes, those who sell Lingnan fish ball powder, those who sell roast duck barbecued pork, those who sell lamb head meat and grilled meat, those who sell squid soup, those who sell tofu brain, and those who sell Beijing soybean juice.

Suddenly, the flat land became lively, like a temple fair.

Mowgli was stunned.

He had never seen so many vendors selling snacks and snacks, and he never imagined that they would come here, what were they doing here? Who would eat what they were selling?

Zhao Ping'an smiled.

Cachinnation.

He laughed not only because he could finally determine what kind of world this was, but also because he was hungry now.

At this time, the wonton seller was already holding a bowl of hot wonton and walked over, knelt down outside the car door, and said respectfully: "This is a little meaning for the disciple to honor the master, and I wish the master good health and all the best." ”

The host only smiled and nodded, not even saying a word "thank you".

But the wonton seller was so grateful, so happy, for he had seen his master's smile.

Then there are those who sell cakes, those who sell pickled vegetables, those who sell wine, those who sell tofu skins, and those who sell fragrant cakes...... One by one, they all came and offered a piece of the goods on their loads, and, all of them knelt down and expressed their gratitude and congratulations to their master in their native language.

Listening to their accents, they have both southern and northern accents, obviously not from the same place.

They all arrived here thousands of miles away, just to deliver this roll of fragrant cakes and a bowl of wonton?

Mowgli is even stranger!

When he saw an old woman selling fried spiced peanuts approaching with a plate of peanuts, he could hardly help but scream.

This old woman who sells spiced peanuts is actually a black woman who is famous for her "golden bow and silver bullet".

But the black mother-in-law didn't seem to see him at all, let alone recognize him, knelt on the ground respectfully, offered her gift, and won the master's smile, and went away gratefully.

Mowgli had no choice but to reluctantly suppress his curiosity.

He had always been a well-educated young man, and he did not want to be rude in front of this hospitable host.

By this time the peddlers were already drinking, you drink my wine, I eat your beef, exchange with each other, and eat very happily.

This way of eating is indeed chic and fun, and it is far more enjoyable than eating a whole table of wings.

Not only do they know each other, but they also seem to be very good friends. It's just that everyone is running for life, and it's hard to see each other once, and it's only on this day of the year that you can get together. Have a good drink and have a good time.

Strangely, the ones who sell wontons don't look like they sell wontons, and the ones who sell fragrant cakes don't look like they sell fragrant cakes.

Although the identity of others is uncertain, at least Wuji always knows that Granny Hei is by no means a spiced peanut seller.

Could it be that everyone else is just like her, just using a hawker to hide their identity?

What do they usually do?

Wuji didn't think much about it, because Zhao Ping'an had already started to start first, and beckoned him to do it together.

Wuji drank a few glasses of wine, ate a piece of famous Hubei lard bean skin, and ate a lot of miscellaneous things, all of which he could never eat at the same time on weekdays.

Zhao Ping'an ate more, dozens of different kinds of delicacies, and he almost wiped out thirty percent of them alone.

Neither the master nor the old man ate anything, but watched as the two of them feasted.

It wasn't until he was sweating profusely that Zhao Ping'an raised his head and smiled at Wuji: "Do you think these people are interesting?"

Mowgli admits it. "But I haven't seen anything interesting yet, and eating isn't very interesting. ”

The owner smiled, "You'll see." ”

Before Mowgli could see something interesting, these people were already gone.

Before leaving, everyone kowtowed to the mysterious master, and then greeted each other: "See you next year!"

The sound of greeting was still in their ears, and their people had all gone clean, but they had left behind the burdens, cupboards, and belongings they had brought with them.

Are they so drunk that they have forgotten what they have eaten?

Wuji couldn't help but ask, "Why didn't they take the things away?"

The master said: "This was specially brought to me by them, how could they take it away?"

Wuji said: "Why did they give you these things?"

The master said, "Because they know that I will have thirty retinues and eight hundred horses!"

Wuji said: "Rely on these things?"

The host laughed too.

At this moment, the voice of another person sounded outside the woods, like thunder, which shook people's ears with a "boom".

One laughed and said, "I knew you must be here, you can't hide from me!"

When the laughter began, it was still far away, and as soon as the laughter was over, the man was already in front of them.

A big man, almost taller than Hu Ju, carried a sack in each hand that could hold a stone of rice, and one on his back, but it flew from the treetops like a swallow.

Wuji only saw a flicker of a figure, and this person was already standing outside the carriage door.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he really couldn't believe that such a burly man would have such a dexterous body.

The weather in April was already starting to get hot, but the big man was still wearing a sheepskin jacket, his straw-like hair was tied with a rope, and he was wearing a pair of straw sandals on his bare feet.

Before he could stand on his feet, he pointed to his master's nose and laughed: "Good boy, you really have two hands, even I never thought that you would choose such a place this year, and you actually called your disciples and grandchildren to pretend to be vendors selling wontons this year. ”

This master, who is very respectful to everyone, does not even have a little respect.

But the master was not surprised, but seemed to smile happily, and said, "I didn't think you would be able to find it again this year." ”

The big man said with a smile: "Although I Xuanyuan Yiguang will lose every gamble, my ability to find people is the best in the world!"

The master said: "Since you know that you will lose every time you gamble, why did you come again this year?"

Xuanyuan Yiguang said: "Because everyone has a time for transshipment, this year my bad luck has run out and has been transferred." ”

The owner said: "Do you really want to gamble this year?"

Xuanyuan Yiguang said: "It's the turtle grandson who doesn't gamble." ”

He suddenly shook out all the contents of the three sacks he had brought, and shouted, "I will use these to gamble on the burden left behind by your disciples and grandchildren." ”

Mowgli stayed again.

Shaken out of the sack, although there are all kinds of things, there are all kinds of things, but none of them are not very valuable.

The ground was glittering with golden candlesticks, golden incense burners, golden bodhisattvas, gold jewelry, gold crowns, gold belts, gold bars, gold nuggets, gold ingots, gold pots, gold cups, gold bottles, and even a golden night pot.

As long as he could think of something that could be made of gold, he had a lot of them in his sacks, and some of them were inlaid with pearls and precious jades that were more precious than gold.

Zhao Ping'an suddenly whispered to Wuji: "Do you think this person is a madman?"

Mowgli smiled bitterly, only a madman would use this lot of gold to gamble on dozens of loads of money-making utensils that sell snacks and snacks.

Zhao Ping'an said: "It doesn't matter if he is crazy or not, but there is one sentence that he did not say wrong." ”

Wuji said: "Which one?"

Zhao Ping'an said: "His ability to find people, even if he is not the first in the world, is not far behind." ”

Mowgli's eyes immediately lit up.

The owner of the carriage actually became like a madman, and actually said to Xuanyuan Yiguang: "I don't bet." ”

Xuanyuan Yiguang's face immediately became as if he had been slapped twice, and shouted, "Why don't you bet?"

The master said lightly: "Because your gambling book is not enough." ”

No one would think that his gambling book was not enough, but he didn't expect him to admit it himself, and said with a bitter face: "Even if the gambling book I brought this time is still a little worse, you can't stop betting!"

The master said, "Why?"

Xuanyuan Yiguang said: "In the past ten years, I haven't even won against you once, you have to give me a chance." ”

The master was still thinking about it, and after thinking about it for a long time, he reluctantly agreed: "Okay, I'll give you a chance!"

Before he finished speaking, Xuanyuan Yiguang had already jumped up and said, "Quick, get the dice." ”

The dice were ready, as if the master had known he was coming!

Dice carved from white jade and bowls made of gold.

Xuanyuan Yiguang immediately became energetic and said, "I am happy when I see these three dice, and I am happy when I lose!"

The master said, "Who will throw first?"

Xuanyuan Yiguang said: "Me." ”

The master said: "Only the two of us bet, can we divide the dealer?"

Xuanyuan Yiguang said: "No distinction." ”

The master said: "Then even if you throw a four, five or six, I can still catch it." ”

Xuanyuan said: "Okay, I'll throw four, five or six out, and see how you catch up." ”

He grabbed the dice from the bowl, clamped them with the joints between his index, middle and ring fingers, "ding, ding, ding", knocked on the edge of the bowl three times, and then grabbed it high, and "Hua Langlang" sprinkled it down.

His technique was skillful and beautiful, and he only saw three white dice spinning around in the yellow bowl.

The first dice stop and it's a "four", and the second dice stop and it's a "six." ”

Xuanyuan Yiguang shouted: "Five"!

The third dice actually rolled a "five", and he actually rolled a "four, five, six." ”

In addition to the "six leopards" with three dice and six points, "four, five, six" is the largest.

Rolling the dice to make a "leopard" is even more difficult than making the iron tree bloom.

Xuanyuan Yiguang laughed and said, "It seems that I really transferred, this time it is not easy for me to lose even if I want to." ”

Wuji suddenly said, "Can I throw this one for you?"

The master said, "Okay." ”

As long as he doesn't think he has to refuse, he will happily say "yes"!

The master turned his head and said to Xuanyuan Yiguang, "Can I ask him to throw this one for me?"

Xuanyuan Yiguang said: "Of course you can." ”

Zhao Ping'an interjected: "If he throws a leopard, you won't regret it?"

Xuanyuan said: "If he can throw a leopard, I will ......"

The master said, "How about you?"

Xuanyuan Yiguang said categorically: "I'll let him do whatever he wants." ”

The master said: "This means that you will do whatever he wants you to do?"

Xuanyuan Yiguang said: "Not bad." ”

Zhao Ping'an suddenly smiled: "Do you know that this sentence can't be said casually." ”

Xuanyuan Yiguang said: "Why?"

Zhao Ping'an said: "I used to know a girl who liked to be angry with my friends, and I often liked to say this!"

Xuanyuan Yiguang said: "What is the result?"

Zhao Ping'an laughed: "As a result, she became my friend's wife!"

Wuji suddenly smiled and said, "But you can rest assured, no matter what, I won't ask you to be my wife." ”

Like Xuanyuan Yiguang, he grabbed the dice, clamped them with three fingers, "ding, ding, ding", and knocked three times on the edge of the bowl.

"Hua Lang Lang" sounded, and three dice fell into the bowl, spinning non-stop.

Xuanyuan stared at the three dice, his eyes already straightened.

The master suddenly sighed and said, "You lost again." ”

After saying this, the three dice had stopped, and it turned out to be three "sixes".

"Six leopards", this is the supreme treasure in dice.

Xuanyuan Yiguang was stunned, stunned for a long time, and suddenly shouted: "I'm angry!" volleyed three somersaults, and the figure was gone.

He said that he would go and go, and he walked faster than when he came, and if it were not for the gold cups, bowls, bars, and nuggets he had brought with him, it would have been as if there had never been a man like him.