In the trade between Beimang and Beiliang, a very high proportion of tea was purchased from horses, most of which were crude teas, which were used to adjust diets. However, over time, several ancient tea horse roads were gradually built, and some good teas such as Longjing Biluo Dahongpao were transported. It is especially busy during the period before the rain and before the Ming Dynasty. There is an endless stream of merchants and vendors on the tea ceremony, leaving the city as a larger border town in the south of Beimang, near water towers, and there are several good springs with good water quality in the city. Tongue Spring is listed as one of the 72 famous springs in the world, making the city full of tea houses and tea kiosks. Near the Yinding Bridge in the northeast corner of the city, there is a small tea shop near the water. There is no plaque, but a bamboo birdcage is hung at the door, and a green-clothed and red-billed parrot is parked. Everyone says that parrots learn tongues, but this idiot sees customers. It’s really irritating to call father-in-law and father-in-law courteously. In addition, the tea shop is shabby, and the tea they sell is not high-quality tea. The tea leaves are also average, so it seems that the family is cold. The boss is an old man with a bookish look, his temples are completely white, but his face is a middle-aged man. With his cold and distant personality, he can't afford to attract regular customers.
The only clerk in the shop is a young man with a fair appearance. He wears a wooden sword all day long. Occasionally, he catches a stranger who enters this small tea shop without knowing it. Annoying those customers, they don’t plan to come back after paying for the tea. The business of the small tea shop is becoming more and more deserted. Fortunately, the rent is not expensive and the cost is not much. The tea shop can barely support it. In the twilight, the old man sits clinically, Tuning a python-skin erhu, a customer came to see the goods before, saw the sound quality of this ebony erhu, and thought of buying it for 80 taels of silver. It’s a bigger tea house, but unfortunately the old man doesn’t sell it, and the young man was so angry that he almost killed the parrot to eat meat. Now he made himself a bowl of green onion noodles with eggs, swallowed it on the next table, and said vaguely : "Old Huangtou, if this goes on like this, our tea shop will lose money. I know you are not short of money, but my brother said before that it is one thing to spend a lot of money when you come out to mess around, but since it is with you When people do business, they must never lose money. Old Huangtou, don’t pretend that you don’t hear, tell you serious things, if you pretend to be deaf like this again, I’m really in a hurry with you.”
The cold-tempered old man glanced sideways at the young man with the sword, and said sarcastically, "Boy Wen, you just want to make money so that you can replace the tea shop with a tea house, and then you have a reason to tell me to hire two delicate young ladies to help you." Are you crazy about women? I still have a few pennies here, I can’t go to big-name brothels, and it’s more than enough to find some decent-looking wild prostitutes, but it’s a pity that private prostitutes are no better than official prostitutes, and they can’t give you a red envelope for losing your virginity.”
The young man surnamed Wen slapped the table with a big bowl, and said angrily: "Old Huangtou, what are you talking about, am I this kind of person?!"
The old man smiled and played with taste: "The boy is promising, dare to slap the table in front of me. Believe it or not, I will throw you into the Beimang Palace later, and let the old lady change her taste?"
The shabby swordsman covered in goosebumps said with a flattering smile, "Old Huangtou, you and I depend on each other for life, peace is the most important thing, and peace is the most important thing, are you hungry? I'm going to make you a bowl of chopped green onion noodles, little one?"
The old guy didn't like this, he waved his hand and said, "Go and carry that idiot into the house."
The young man hastened to finish the noodles, and there was not a single one left. He even licked the bottom of the bowl, still full of satisfaction. He went to the door and took off the birdcage. He wanted to teach the parrot some new tricks along the way, and he said, "Master." , it replied "Grandfather", he said "Guliang", it still said "Grandpa", so angry that he yelled "Your uncle's", it was still "Grandfather", the young man who was cursed three times put his hand into the cage Teach this unresponsive flat-haired beast, the green parrot fluttered and lost a few feathers, the old man said helplessly: "This idiot is already in the sixtieth year of the parrot, and there are not many feathers to shed, you boy and What is a beast angry about?"
Throwing the birdcage on the table, the young man felt uncomfortable after changing several sitting positions, so he simply picked up another bench. According to the weird saying of the old Huangtou, he rested his head and feet on the bench, hung his body in the air, and folded his hands. Under the back of his head, staring at the ceiling in a daze, it used to be a roast goose shop, the ceiling was dirty and greasy, the young man sighed and said: "Old Huangtou, I am very depressed right now. Why don't you tell me the story of Jianghu again, I Just love you talking about it."
The old guy always has a bad temper of indifference to everyone, and said angrily: "I have nothing to say."
The young man is a rascal who is familiar with himself. If the mountain is not the only one, I will be the mountain. His eyes suddenly warmed up, and he said to himself: "I know that you are an old Jianghu, old Huangtou. You must have many interesting things hidden in your stomach. You I like to rot in my stomach, and I don’t want to say it if I don’t want to say it. Anyway, I Wenhua is also a man with a story. I used to travel with my brothers, two men, and the young man can have pancakes on his buttocks, so it’s always uncomfortable at night. I fall asleep easily, what to do if I can't sleep, I always talk about women when I chat, my brother is good-looking, I am very jealous, I pass by the village to ask for water on weekdays, if I go to knock on the door, those guys But the annoying women are all like martyrs who lose their virginity at a glance, let alone give water, and close the door as soon as they are opened. Not to mention giving water, I even want to give it to my body. Alas, I don’t blame Boy Xu for this matter. He is good-looking, but his parents work hard. What can I do to be a son? I can’t complain or envy him. The first time I saw a handsome young lady, I had to tell him. At that time, I thought that Xu Xiaozi probably had never eaten pork but had seen pigs run away. He said in a big tone, saying that this is not good and that is not good. If it makes me suffocate, just follow him. He said that sooner or later one day he would become famous by practicing swords, so he would find a good woman to be his wife and piss him off. Old Huangtou, guess what happened, he said that women in this world, no matter how juicy they are, have to eat and drink Sarah, do you think those high-ranking fairy sisters in the rivers and lakes have to fart too?"
The young man got carried away, slapped his thighs, fell to the ground, patted the dust, lay down on the two benches again, and continued: "He said that you should not be nervous when you see a woman, otherwise you should be a bachelor for the rest of your life. Last time I rushed to Beiliang, saw her, my palms were full of sweat, and then I had an idea, thinking of what Xu Xiaozi said, I really didn't feel nervous, but when I thought of her farting scene, I laughed a little silly, probably I failed to make a good impression on that fairy sister. Alas, this is about what Xu Xiaozi said that the bear's paw and shark's fin can't stay in the same bowl. Later, I met Xu Xiaozi by the lake and shit together. Give me a trick, more ruthless, if you are still nervous, don't be afraid, just imagine the appearance of fairies and heroines defecating in the toilet, damn it, I almost sat in my own shit at that time!"
The old man raised his head, nodded and said, "It's interesting."
The young man with wooden sword smiled and said to himself: "I don't care who Xu Xiaozi is. At that time, everyone was really poor when they traveled together in the rivers and lakes. You have the same surname, but that old Huang is as thin as a bamboo pole, shakes when the wind blows, and has a bad horse, he only has these two things, but I am a person who wants to save face, loves vanity, and likes to be in front of others Pretending to be a grandpa, pretending to be a son, meeting outsiders, saying that this horse belongs to me, and this old servant belongs to my family, and Xu Xiaozi never exposed it. , He was willing to pretend to be my companion. If I hadn’t let myself out a few times, I would have almost succeeded. It’s not your turn to make fun of me now! So, I miss those rich children Making friends with wine and meat seems to be a big deal, but after all, comparing their wealth, it is only a drop in the bucket. Xu Xiaozi is different. He is willing to share half of his wealth with me. Seeing that I am hungry, he may give it to me. Me, so I, Wenhua, will recognize this brother in times of adversity all my life. After Wenhua, I stepped on dog shit by chance and became a hero. If there are friends who have the right appetite, they will also be the friends I met after being rich. Not brothers. Even if we call them brothers and sisters, we are still ten blocks behind Xu Xiaozi."
For some reason, Wenhua, the wooden sword left in the city of Beimang, came back to his senses, and asked curiously: "Old Huangtou, I am surprised, ordinary expert, when you play, you don't fly over the walls, don't move mountains and rivers, don't Killing the Quartet, everyone is so fucking embarrassed to say that he is an expert. You are pregnant as a woman, and everyone knows that you are pregnant with a big belly? But what's the matter with you, old yellow head, watching you teach me swordsmanship, It's quite relevant, not to mention that you have so little copper money, why don't you even pay attention to the slightest ostentation? Did you commit a crime? Will a group of officers and soldiers suddenly rush out one day and wipe us out?"
The old man was silent.
Wen Hua said with some regret: "It seems that you, Old Huangtou, also have some unspeakable sadness. I understand, and I won't expose your scars."
The old man laughed softly and scolded: "You don't have as much knowledge as that idiot, what can you understand?"
Wen Hua got up and said angrily: "Old Huangtou, you can insult my appearance, but you cannot insult my knowledge!"
The old man waved his sleeves and said, "Go to hell!"
Wen Hua immediately changed his face, and said with a smile: "Old Huangtou, tell me the stories of Jianghu. What you tell is more interesting than those storytellers. You can talk about it casually, and I will rub your back and rub your shoulders."
The old man said with a straight face: "It's okay to listen if you want to, let's make a bowl of noodles first."
The corners of Wen Hua's mouth twitched and he went to the kitchen to make a bowl of green onion noodles. He intentionally added less chopped green onion, and brought it to the old man's table respectfully. With that, the old man didn't care too much, and said slowly: "There is a very famous swordsman in Jianghu, and every time he uses his sword to kill someone, he has to bathe and burn incense."
After waiting for a long time, seeing that the old man was patronizing to eat the noodles, with the shrewdness of the old yellow head, he had to stop telling the story after eating the noodles, Wen Hua hurriedly asked: "And then?"
The old man didn't show off, he lowered his head to eat the noodles, and said, "Then he was slaughtered once."
Wen Hua rolled his eyes and had no choice but to curse in his stomach.
The old man continued to say plainly: "There is a young and beautiful heroine who is noble and beautiful in Jianghu. Every time she walks in the Jianghu, she attracts countless young handsome people to praise her. Then? Then Jianghu learned that she was having an affair with her junior sister. It turned out that she didn't love her. Men love women."
This time the old man had some conscience, and asked and answered himself.
Wen Hua said with a smirk: "That's why I went astray if I didn't meet a handsome young and handsome swordsman like me."
The old man picked a chopstick noodle, sucked it into his mouth, swallowed it, and said slowly: "There is a respected old man in the world. On the year of his seventieth birthday, double happiness came, his grandson married a wife, and the old man himself I have a beautiful concubine, my little grandmother is younger than my granddaughter-in-law, and then? There is no more."
Wen Hua said embarrassingly: "There are such old and shameless martial arts seniors? What should we do? We young people are new to the rivers and lakes, how can we rob women with these old bastards?"
The old man ate his last mouthful of noodles. He was a very regular old man. His chopsticks were resting on the edge of the bowl. Even if he used a ruler to measure, the chopsticks must be within an inch of the bowl, not far from the bowl. He took the erhu again and said: "So whether it's the dynasty or the rivers and lakes, I don't like to see some old guys fight with young people with a faceless face, squatting in the hut alone and not shit, not even farting. One, is it plausible? You said that since these people are all staying in the latrine, why don’t they just eat shit? As for me, I’m just an old farmer, planting a good seedling here under the sun, and digging a vegetable garden there , The harvest is good, what do you rely on? Besides relying on God, you also have to rely on fertilization, so you need to use those people and shit in the latrine.”
No wonder the old man likes Xu Xiaozi's theory, it's the same, but Wen Hua has a weird face, thinking that you are a person who just finished eating noodles, and you are also an old guy, and you are a latrine and a shit. It's outrageous.
The old Huangtou smiled, looked out of the window, and said in a flat tone: "It's easy to say that you don't want to help your relatives, but you really know that the biggest thing in the world is a person The word “reason” is used instead of the words “feeling and righteousness.” But abiding by rules and etiquette can easily make people feel lonely, which is not as easy as “love and righteousness.”
Wen Hua's head grew dizzy after hearing this, and he rolled his eyes and said, "Old Huangtou, don't tell me these things."
The old man smiled and said: "Some people begged me to tell me, but I didn't say anything. You are still picky and picky. The problem is that you are picky. It is not as good as those crop seedlings in the past. You have bad eyesight, and you will be sloppy in swordsmanship in this life."
Wen Hua didn't like to hear this, so he changed the subject and asked, "Old Huangtou, have you ever seen a genius who has more understanding of sword practice than me?"
The old man sneered, "What do you think?"
Smiling again and again, Wen Hua picked up the empty bowls and chopsticks, and was about to take them back, when the old man suddenly asked, "Do you still remember what I said that after you practice swordsmanship, you have to do one thing and kill someone?"
Wen Hua was stunned for a moment, and said: "Of course, even if you ask me to kill the emperor with a sword, it will be fine."
The old man waved his hand away and said, "Killing an emperor may not be as interesting as the person I want you to kill, it's more interesting."
Wen Hua doesn't have so many crooked intestines, and he doesn't bother others. Don't look at him smiling with the old yellow head in his free time. When he is actually practicing swords, he is crazy and in a mess. I don't know if he brought it from his mother's womb or left it in his previous life. Next, even the old man Huang, who has eyes above the top, secretly appreciates it.
Mu Jian Wenhua took a few steps, turned around abruptly, and asked with an embarrassing face: "Old Huangtou, this parrot is yelling at your father-in-law every day. Could you be the eunuch in the Spring and Autumn and Eight Kingdoms before? Have you seen the emperor, the queen, and the empress?" ?”
The old yellow head took a deep breath and smiled.
Wen Hua turned around and ran away.
The old man was leaning against the back of the chair by the window, and there was a birdcage in front of the table. The parrot in the cage was old. Although it was a green-clothed and red-billed rare black-browed species, only the palace officials could afford to keep it in the past, but this one didn’t know it. It will die at some time, so it is worthless. Laughing at himself, he is just an old farmer with a hoe here and a hammer there, squinting his eyes, drowsy, and muttering: "There are thousands of mountains beyond a thousand mountains, and this is Jiangshan. Liugong Fendai only sees you, this is a beauty. It is difficult to complete the beauty of the country, and it is even more difficult to complete the reason...Compared with some women, how many men in the world are eunuchs."
The parrot muttered again and again: "Eunuch, Eunuch..."