Yunji's proprietress is a pleasing existence in this dog meat shop, although Fang Jie still doesn't know the name of this iconic and sturdy young woman. Fang Jie has seen this seemingly graceful but hot young woman beat Su Tu to the ground more than once with the bottom of a pot, which reminds him of a popular domestic cartoon in his previous life.
And the proprietress, who has always shown her heroism, didn't know what happened today. The tone of the other party's words was so gentle that she seemed to be a different person. Fang Jie took advantage of the proprietress to bring the dog meat stew pot and touched her hand, but the proprietress did not curse but smiled charmingly and turned away lightly.
This smile made Fang get goosebumps all over his body, and he immediately put on a defensive posture, but he didn't wait for the proprietress' plan.
It is said that Fang Jie has been hit by the proprietress more than once, although he can catch it easily every time.
In the kitchen behind Yunji, the proprietress opened a gap in the curtain to look at Fang Jie who was eating heartily, frowned slightly, and murmured that he was a good kid.
Su Tugou, who was waving a huge kitchen knife to chop meat, paused for a moment, shook his head and said that it had nothing to do with him. Isn't there enough nosy in the first half of my life? Doing our own business is better than anything else. Although Fan Gucheng is small and remote, although it can be frozen in the cold, it is a safe and stable place, isn't it
"It freezes when you pee because you don't have enough strength."
The proprietress snorted coldly.
After a moment of silence, Su Tugou hesitated and said, "Today's drink fee is not charged, so we are doing him a favor."
The proprietress scolded, but Su Tugou couldn't hear what the scolding was.
He shook his head, lowered his head and continued to chop meat.
The proprietress turned around and took out a pot of pear blossom wine that had been stored for ten years from the cupboard, wiped the dust off it with a floral blue apron, turned and walked out. Su Tugou grabbed her, showing displeasure: "This jug of wine is not for him."
The proprietress looked at Su Tugou, and surprisingly did not shake his arm: "This jug of wine has been stored for ten years, and you said that it will be stored until he comes. Even your alcoholic nature can bear it." I didn't take a sip, I know how much this jug of wine holds in your heart."
She paused for a moment, and asked with a sad tone: "Is it heavier than a dying person?"
Su Tugou's expression stiffened obviously, and he slowly let go of his hand: "I don't know if he will come... Forget it, let's just save another pot, maybe we may not see him in another ten years."
The proprietress smiled and became charming.
She stood on tiptoe and kissed Su Tugou on the face, then turned and left the kitchen. Su Tugou rubbed the place where he was kissed, and smiled foolishly. He raised the kitchen knife high, as if he had inexhaustible strength all over his body.
Fang Jie and the proprietress' jokes came from outside, Su Tugou listened carefully and then sighed: "He is indeed a good kid...it's a pity."
"Ten years old?"
Fang Jie's voice outside the curtain was a little trembling: "Don't plan to just take a jug of wine and claim it's ten years old, and then cheat all the wine money I owe you back in one go... Don't do this, seduction is not easy for me either! "
"What? No money? Why don't you say it earlier!"
"Oh... this wine is really good. It's so sticky that it can be pulled out. It has been stored for ten years? Don't tell me it's thickened?"
Immediately after Su Tugou heard a scream, he knew that his wife Du Hongxian must be losing his temper again. Thinking of the lives of the two of them in the past ten years, Su Tugou couldn't help but sigh.
Putting down the kitchen knife, he knelt down and lit his pipe.
I don't know if I feel sorry for the pot of wine, or I think of something worth remembering.
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Eating dog meat stew pot alone is indeed a bit boring. Fang Jie is a person who likes to be lively, but he is a little lucky. Fortunately, he came alone today. Otherwise, how could he have swallowed this pot of pear blossom brew for ten years? Thinking of the faces of those guys Fu Baobao and Li Gandang, he pulled the jug to his side again.
Very petty.
The power of Ten Years of Pear Blossom Brew should not be underestimated. Fang Jie, who was not very good at drinking, was already slightly drunk after two cups. Feeling the warmth in his body gradually, he simply took off the leather robe and put it on the chair beside him. The power of this wine was not obvious when he drank it for the first time, but it began to show its power in his mind after a few minutes.
Gradually, his head became heavier and heavier.
Just when he was hesitating whether he could have another drink, the clothes on the chair beside him were removed. A person sat down on that chair and looked at him quietly.
Drunk-eyed Fang Jie turned around and took a look. He thought it was an acquaintance, but found that he didn't know the person in front of him.
But only for a split second, Fang Jie sat up straight.
He stared wide-eyed at the person sitting beside him, his face full of disbelief: "How could it be you?"
The man was wearing a green shirt, which was a little pale after washing.
Fang Jie didn't hear the door, so he didn't know when this man came in. Looking at that clean but vicissitudes face, he was as uncomfortable as when he met his girlfriend's parents for the first time in his previous life. . He subconsciously backed his chair and tried to stand up.
"Bring me a drink?"
The man in the green shirt smiled, and pointed to the pear blossom wine in front of Fang Jie: "I smelled the aroma of this wine when I passed by outside, and I couldn't help but come in to see what kind of people are drinking such good wine. I remember I drank this wine ten years ago, the year is not as old as the pot you drank, but it is still excellent."
"You're an alcoholic."
Fang Jie was taken aback by what he said, he really didn't mean it. But I don't know why, in front of this man, he is so embarrassed, so nervous and afraid, so at a loss. He had never been so flustered when he was caught stealing a watermelon. What's more, I have never been so flustered when I peeked at Widow Sun taking a bath.
The man in the blue shirt was slightly taken aback when he heard this, and then he laughed.
"No one has said that I am a drunkard for many years. I was often scolded like this when I was in Chang'an City."
He seemed to be recalling something, and the corners of his mouth curled into a charming arc: "But that old guy called me a drunkard because I was the only one in Chang'an City to grab a drink with him. I don't know if I haven't seen him for ten years. His good wine is Isn't it still hidden behind the "Tao Te Ching" on the second row of the bookshelf."
Fang Jie didn't understand this sentence, he didn't understand it at all.
"You are petty."
The man in the green shirt looked at the jug of wine, and couldn't help himself reaching out to pick up the jug. Instead of using a cup, he drank most of the jug in one go.
At this moment, Su Tugou and the proprietress Du Hongxian rushed out of the kitchen, both of them were extremely excited, even trembling. The pipe in Su Tugou's hand fell to the ground with a clatter, splashing sparks, and when the rag in Du Hongxian's hand fell, it covered the sparks again.
The bearded Su Tugou wanted to move forward, but he didn't dare, and finally squatted on the ground and cried loudly, like a wronged child.
While Du Hongxian slapped the back of Su Tugou's head and said don't cry, don't cry, she cried herself into tears.
The man in the blue shirt smiled at the two of them, like a spring breeze that melts ice and snow. Fang Jie was stunned involuntarily, he had never seen a person's smile so bright, so clean. A smile is a smile, nothing else.
"I knew it was the two of you when I smelled the wine, so I had to come in."
He said.
Waving his hands to stop Su Tugou and Du Hongxian from saying anything, he pointed to Fang Jie and said, "Let me talk to him first, and drinking half a pot of pear blossom stuffing from him can't be taken advantage of in vain. Sit down and wait for me for a while." , I have something to ask the two of you for help later."
Su Tugou and Du Hongxian nodded vigorously, and immediately sat down on the chairs on one side, with their hands on their knees, like two elementary school students listening to a class seriously.
"But... that wine has been stored for you for ten years."
Du Hongxian suddenly remembered, looked at the half-drunk Fang Jie and said, "It's him who took advantage."
"You've already given him the wine, so it's his. I'm still lucky enough to drink it, so naturally I took advantage of it."
The man in the green shirt smiled and said gently: "Since I have benefited from others, I still have to pay back some favors."
Su Tugou and Du Hongxian were dumbfounded, thinking how could this little guy have such unnatural luck? In the whole Sui Dynasty, and even in the whole world, who can get a favor from him so easily and simply
"This guy, he's so fucking lucky!"
Du Hongxian couldn't help but cursed with a smile, looking at the bewildered young man with relief in his eyes.
"what's the situation?"
Fang Jie asked nonchalantly, and then slumped down: "Madam black heart, what the hell is the wine... It's clearly a drug."
With a plop, the young man fell to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.
Of course it wasn't drugs, but it wasn't pure alcohol either.
How can an ordinary man like him bear the pear flower brewed with three kinds of medicinal materials that are hard to find in the world
The man in the green shirt leaned over to help Fang Jie up, slowly opened Fang Jie's clothes, looked at Fang Jie's six-pack abs, and was silent for a while, slowly shaking his head.
"I don't know if it's right or wrong to save you... Forget it, it's our fate."
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Fang Jie's home.
study.
Crouching under the quilt behind the bookshelf, the shabby big dog suddenly turned over and sat up, looked at the dazed woman in the red skirt on the beam and asked, "Today is his fifteenth birthday."
The shoulders of Mu Xiaoyao, the woman in the red dress, trembled imperceptibly, and then she nodded solemnly: "Yes... It's been so fast, fifteen years have passed in a blink of an eye. I was only twelve years old when I left there. years old, now he is old."
The big dog ignored her emotion, but picked up the sword box beside him and threw it on the beam: "Fifteen years ago today, the master told me something in the study. I know you are curious about the master and I said something, as if I was curious about what the master told you. This sword box is what the master told me, anyway, I will tell you when he comes back today, so I will show you first."
Mu Xiaoyao didn't look at it, but threw the sword box back.
She tore off her shirt, revealing a large expanse of fair and supple skin. He took out a kit bag from his bosom and shook it in his hand: "This is what the master told me."
Big Dog looked at the sword case in his hand, and then at the kit bag in Mu Xiaoyao's hand.
"It's not fair to him."
He said.
Mu Xiaoyao was startled, sat up straight and stared at the big dog: "Did you open the sword box privately?"
The big dog rolled his eyes at Mu Xiaoyao: "I don't believe you didn't read the kit!"
"Tell him and take him back?"
Mu Xiaoyao asked.
"Go fuck it!"
The big dog suddenly threw the sword box into the stove, and his body trembled violently. Mu Xiaoyao could tell that he was afraid. And she was also scared, very scared.
"You and I will die," she said.
"Death is death!"
Big Dog trembled and said, "Fifteen years, I can't bear it anymore!"
"Me too!"
Mu Xiaoyao smiled, and threw the kit into the stove.
"Just let him live in such an ordinary and peaceful way, even if he can't practice, so what? It's good to be an ordinary person."
"In the future, he will be admitted to Yanwu Academy and become a civil servant."
Big Dog said.
"If you're lucky, you'll stay at the Martial Arts Institute to do some chores."
Mu Xiaoyao said.
"After three to five years, he may be transferred to the imperial court, the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Household Affairs, or other yamen as officials."
Big Dog said.
"In a few years, with his mind, he will definitely take over."
Mu Xiaoyao said.
"Why do you have to practice? Ten years later, he is still a master."
At this time, the poor man they both said in their mouths. Lying on Du Hongxian's bed in the back hall of Yunji's dog meat shop, he was sleeping soundly, not knowing that he had just experienced a terrible incident.