"I'm fine. ”

Mu Feng said: "You are stubborn. ”

Frost pouted and said, "I'm stubborn, if you don't like it, you can leave me here!"

Mu Feng sighed, held the shoulder of the frost and said, "Good sister, a sick person can't work too hard. Let's find a place first, and it's not too late to get well and get sick before we leave. When the time comes, I'll make you a spicy fish soup. ”

Frost Zhan smiled: "It's pretty much the same. As he spoke, he couldn't help but cough twice.

Mu Feng glanced around and said, "This is a wilderness, and there is a town in front of it, but forty miles away, I will carry you on my back, and I will soon arrive with the escape technique." ”

"That's embarrassing." ”

Mu Feng smiled: "What nonsense are you talking about, have you looked at me and carried you more than once?"

Painted frost's face turned red, Mu Feng had already bent down, and Painted Frost climbed up Mu Feng's back.

Mu Feng picked up the frost on his back, drove the light, and came to the town forty miles away.

Mu Feng found an inn in the town, invited a doctor to diagnose the pulse of the frost, prescribed the medicine, Mu Feng borrowed the stove from the shopkeeper, and was about to fry it on the medicine jar, and then stewed a large pot of fish and spicy soup in the stove.

The guy in the shop, when he saw it, smiled and said to Mu Feng: "Your craftsmanship is almost comparable to our master here." ”

Mu Feng smiled and said, "It's a pity that I will only do this." ”

The guy glanced into the pot and said, "Oh, such a big pot, when will the two of you finish eating!"

Mu Feng's heart moved, when he cooked spicy fish soup before, it was cooked for Master and Mother, as well as a large group of people from senior sisters and brothers, and it was a big pot when it was cooked, and it had become a habit, and now there are only two people, himself and Shushuang, how can I drink a big pot of spicy fish soup?

Mu Feng thought of this, so he said to the guy: "Yo, you see that I forgot my sense of proportion for a while, I boiled such a big pot, I can't eat it, and it's not good to delay your use of the stove." If you don't dislike it, serve some out and give it to the guys and the shopkeeper to eat. ”

The guy said, "How embarrassing is this?"

Mu Feng said: "Alas, what's embarrassing, even if it's a favor for me." ”

The guy laughed, "Then you're welcome." With that, he took out most of the spicy fish soup in the pot and walked to the backyard.

Mu Feng fried the medicine, first brought the frost to his hand, and then served the remaining fish spicy soup in the pot with the frost.

The cream drank the medicine and waited for half an hour before he could drink the soup, and Mu Feng was afraid that the soup would be cold, so he used internal force to keep the soup warm. After drinking the cream, I only felt that my whole body was hot, and I was comfortable.

After taking the medicine and having eaten dinner, I felt my head start to get dizzy, and before I knew it, I was already drowsy.

Mu Feng saw that she was asleep, so he took one of his notes and a manuscript of Qi Xiake's travels, came to the dining room downstairs, ordered a bowl of fried rice, and read a book while eating.

Mu Feng was carefully studying Qi Xiake's manuscript, and the shopkeeper walked up with a soup bowl in his hand and asked with a smile, "Hello this gentleman." ”

Mu Feng glanced up at him and said with a smile: "Hello shopkeeper." ”

The shopkeeper put the soup bowl in his hand on the Mufeng table, and said with a smile: "I thank you for sending us a big pot of fish and spicy soup before, so I asked the chef to make this bowl of sea snake soup that we are good at in our store for you, this sea snake soup is our traditional way of eating here, you are an outsider may not be used to it, how about it, dare to taste it?"

Mu Feng smiled slightly, picked up the soup spoon, scooped two mouthfuls of snake soup, praised it twice, picked up the bowl and ate all the bowl of snake soup, and praised: "Good!"

The shopkeeper smiled: "We are rich in anacondas here, which are said to be the largest snakes in the sea. ”

The shopkeeper chatted with Mu Feng into the alley, from the snake soup to the book Mu Feng read.

As soon as the shopkeeper saw the book in Mu Feng's hand, his eyes lit up and he said, "Well, isn't this Mr. Qi Xiake's handwriting?"

Mu Feng smiled: "This manuscript is rotten like this, you can still tell that it is Qi Xiake's notes, it seems that you must know Mr. Qi Xiake?"

The shopkeeper said: "Don't tell you, Mr. Qi Xiake, wandering here, hungry and cold, ate the sea snake soup in our store, immediately recovered his strength, in order to express his gratitude, he wrote a sea snake soup endowment, gave it to us, after he became famous, someone was willing to pay 300,000 yuan to buy this endowment, I was not willing to sell, there are many ways to make money, but this endowment is sold but it is gone." ”

Mu Feng smiled: "Your old knowledge is really far beyond the reach of people!"

The shopkeeper smiled: "However, I see you, since you have Mr. Qi Xiake's manuscript in your hand, you must also be a good friend of Mr. Qi Xiake?"

Mu Feng said: "I won't tell you, I have admired Mr. Qi Xiake for a long time, but I am sorry for the side! Now that he has passed away, I am afraid that he will regret it for the rest of his life." ”

When the shopkeeper heard this, he sighed for a while.

Mu Feng took the manuscript and said: "This manuscript can be said to be very precious, and one of the purposes of traveling around the world with this manuscript is to restore the original appearance of this manuscript." I have this fragment in my hand, and a transcription, which was written by an old gentleman who has died with all his might with this memory, but the old gentleman himself said that he was too old to make mistakes. The actions of the two old men moved Zai's lower body, and this is why he had the idea of reviving this manuscript. ”

The shopkeeper admired Mu Feng very much, and immediately expressed his willingness to waive Mu Feng's store money, but Mu Feng insisted on refusing, and the shopkeeper had to give up.

Mu Feng said: "I don't want people to think that I am a swagger. As he spoke, he pointed to one of the notes and said, "It's just that this place makes me puzzled, and I can't figure out why there is a cylinder painted here, and the self next to it is very blurry, and I can't see it really." ”

The shopkeeper glanced at the note, and his eyes lit up, and he said, "This cylinder is very important!"

When Mu Feng heard this, the shopkeeper actually knew the meaning of this cylinder, and he was very happy. Hurriedly asked, "Uncle." Do you know what this cylinder really means?"

The shopkeeper looked at the cylinder carefully and said, "I'm old, my eyes are dizzy, and you tell me if there are many black spots on this cylinder." It's like a steamed bun that has fallen to the ground crawling with ants?"

Mu Feng picked up the manuscript and looked at it carefully. The manuscript was shattered by the death of the Hei brothers, thanks to the old curator of the library, who personally put together the fragments that were less than the size of a petal. Sticking with paste again, it has long been unrecognizable, and can only rely on excellent eyesight. can see it, especially the black spots like the ant that the shopkeeper said. It's more difficult.

Mu Feng squinted. After struggling to look for the picture for a while, he scraped off a small piece of paste with his fingernails, and then smiled softly. said: "Yes, there are indeed many black dots painted on this cylinder, large and small. ”

The shopkeeper nodded and said with a smile, "Then, you can't be wrong." ”

Mu Feng's heart moved and asked, "What does this cylinder and these black dots represent?"

The shopkeeper said with a smile: "It's not a secret, when Qi Xiake painted this cylinder, he lived in a small shop, and when he painted, Xiao Lao'er sat next to him, just like the two of us talking at close range." ”

Mu Feng was overjoyed and hurriedly asked the shopkeeper to tell him carefully.

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "At that time, I was still young, my father was the owner of this shop, I just played for him in the shop, you know that young people always like to go out and break in, but my father didn't allow it, he asked me to work hard in the shop, and inherit the shop in the future."

"So, when I learned that the person who didn't like to talk to people on weekdays and was always writing and drawing with a pen and paper was the legendary Qixiake, you can imagine how excited I was. I stuck to him all day and night, inviting him to drink good wine and eat good food. Let him tell me the story of his travels.

"Later, the two of us got acquainted. He also likes to talk to me, and when he writes his manuscripts, he often asks me to be there and ask for my opinion.