Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 17: Eating and eating dishes
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After bidding farewell to Huang Jin, Qinghuai and Li Fuyao's speed on the road accelerated significantly. After only one day, they left the official road and came to a large-scale state city. Li Fuyao was on the road before. I bought a so-called map of the territory of the Great Zhou on the way, knowing that this state city is actually not a general state city. It was born here when the great patriarch of the Great Zhou was founded. When the Great Zhou was established, this was originally called Yamen. The city of Zhou was renamed as a silly name, Yanshi. Today, this city of Yanshi is the same as Shaoliang, the capital of Dazhou. It is the two most important state cities in Dazhou, and even the local people even renamed this city of Yanshi. Privately known as the second capital city, it can be seen how much Yanshi city's status is in Dazhou.
After entering the city, according to Li Fuyao's idea, naturally he would buy some dry food and continue on his way, but Qinghuai didn't feel anxious and had to rest overnight. Li Fuyao looked at Qinghuai. He looked helpless. He definitely couldn't fight Qinghuai in a fight, but if the fight was not the case, if it was reasonable, it would be useless for this girl to say nothing when she didn't want to listen. It would be unreasonable to encounter such a woman. Li Fuyao was completely defeated by the girl who did not have the slightest chance of winning.
I asked for two rooms in a small inn somewhere in the city of Zhoucheng and planned to rest here for one night. As for why I chose this small inn, it was also because Qinghuai saw branches in the small courtyard of this inn. The reason for the leafy plane trees.
The small inn is located in a remote area. Naturally, there are not many guests. Except for the shopkeeper and his wife, there are only two young men left in the inn.
It didn’t take long to live in the inn, and there was a patter of rain. When Li Fuyao saw the spring rain, he remembered the previous autumn rain in Baiyu Town. He tugged at the corner of his mouth and turned his head. But I found that Qinghuai had already lifted a wooden bench and walked out of the inn, sitting under the eaves quietly watching the spring rain.
Li Fuyao came to her and sat on the wooden bench. Qing Huai just glanced at him and didn't say anything. Li Fuyao stretched out his hand, took some rain, felt the cold from his palm, and said with a smile: "Girl Qinghuai, I always have a question to ask you, but I haven't looked for an opportunity. Now I ask one. Ask, if you say something wrong, don’t be angry."
Qinghuai glanced at him, "If it's really wrong, I'll just hit you, and I won't be angry."
Li Fuyao shrank his neck, but he quickly asked, "When I was a storyteller in Baiyu Town, I used to tell such a story. Speaking of the snake, it can be transformed after he has cultivated to a certain level. For Jiaolong, Qinghuai girl, you are also a snake, do you think there is such a thing?"
Qinghuai glanced at Li Fuyao blankly, and sneered: "Snakes are snakes, why do they want to be dragons."
Li Fuyao asked: "Is it impossible or unwilling?"
Qinghuai said calmly: "I can’t and don’t want it. Ordinary people always like to use their own favorites when composing stories. Dragons and snakes are different. How snakes can transform dragons, let’s say, this mountain, including monsters Earth, I have never seen a dragon, who knows if this so-called dragon was made up."
Li Fuyao didn’t know much about everything in the mountains and rivers, and there are still many rumors. Now, when Qinghuai talks about this dragon and snake, he is not very clear, so naturally he dare not say anything, for fear of that. The girl laughed at him with his crude knowledge.
Just looking at the sycamore tree that was going through the wind and rain, Li Fuyao suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
He suddenly sighed: "This big week is really a bit small. I originally thought that the remote two words you said must be hydrated, but now it seems that there is no water at all."
Qinghuai ignored Li Fuyao.
Li Fuyao was about to sigh again. Then he watched a young man walk out from the entrance of the inn. He was carrying a wooden stool and holding a large sea bowl, sitting under the eaves not far from Li Fuyao. , Before sitting down, the young man asked politely: "I want to see the rain too, I can't affect the two of you, but if it really affects you, I will be a little sorry."
The young man's appearance was not so good-looking, but it made people look very pleasing to the eye. With this behavior, he can win the favor of others. Li Fuyao nodded at him and replied softly: "My son, please ."
The young man looked at Qinghuai again. Qinghuai's face was expressionless and did not speak. He did not speak, but after sitting down, he sat down on the wooden bench and started eating.
If you say it’s eating, it’s really eating.
Li Fuyao looked at it from a distance, and there was really white rice in the young man's ocean bowl, but there was nothing else.
It happened to be such a simple bowl of white rice. The young man ate very seriously, and he didn't even lift his head once during the period. Li Fuyao couldn't help but look a few more times and found that the young man was using wooden chopsticks in his hand. I always eat when I just swallowed my throat from the previous meal. The two connect very closely, but they also look natural, as if I have practiced for a long time, and I don't feel jerky at all.
About half an hour later, the young man swallowed his last meal, then raised his head contentedly, extended the bowl of the sea under the eaves, received half a bowl of rain, and drank it with his head up, then put down the bowl. Chopsticks, smiled at Li Fuyao.
Li Fuyao suddenly thought this person was extremely interesting.
Just before he sighed, a young man walked out of the inn. This man was just like the man who walked out before, carrying a large ocean bowl and a wooden stool.
Li Fu shook his head and looked at the man, who looked like the previous one, but his bowl was full of green vegetables, without a grain of rice.
Then in Li Fuyao's surprised eyes, the young man began to eat, but the word for eating seemed to be a bit uncomfortable.
It should mean...eat food.
But in any case, the young man was not at all as serious as the previous man when he ate. On the contrary, he was extremely casual. During the period, he even picked out a few bad-looking vegetables and threw them away.
After another quarter of an hour, this one has also finished eating the things in the sea bowl.
He put down the bowl and chopsticks and sat under the eaves with the man before, watching the rain.
Li Fuyao faintly felt that something big was going to happen.
I only heard the man who stepped out of the inn behind and said angrily: "Brother, I don't understand."
The young man who seemed very polite before replied calmly: "I don't understand either."
The conversation between the two sounds a bit inexplicable to Li Fuyao, but the two men know the meaning very well, so Li Fuyao did not have any strange emotions, but Qinghuai said coldly: "Pretend to be a **** and be a ghost."
Qinghuai's temper has never been very good, not to mention that she is even more unscrupulous in this big week when no one is destined to provoke her.
It’s just that this sentence is obviously not a big deal in the eyes of the two brothers, so they are not angry. It’s just that the young man who shouted the older brother before smiled at Li Fuyao and said: "This son, your family is here. I’m not very good-tempered."
Li Fuyao smiled helplessly, thinking that I can't help this one. If this one is going to make a move later, I can't help you two brothers.
It's just that the tragedy Li Fuyao was thinking in his heart still didn't happen, because soon he heard the sound of horseshoes outside the small inn.
Soon, a team of soldiers came to the courtyard.
In Li Fuyao's sight, the wooden door of the small courtyard was pushed open, and a young general in armor and a knife hanging from his waist stepped into the courtyard. Although the soldiers behind him were all holding the handle of the knife, they never stepped into the yard. Those soldiers who had been following their generals for many years knew that although their generals looked very good at talking, they were always proud of them. If he accidentally broke his pride, the consequences would be very serious.
During the spring rain, the young general did not hold an umbrella. Although the bun was slightly messy, it was not scattered.
Looking at the two young men sitting on the wooden benches under the eaves, the young general asked: "Will you follow Ben Jiang?"
The very elegant young man stood up and said calmly: "Since I finally got out of that jail, I will go back wherever I say."
The young general waved his hand, "Well, if you want to fight, then fight, what nonsense."
After saying this, the young general said loudly: "The Yanshi Military Mansion is handling the case, and the idlers leave quickly!"
The inn shopkeeper and his wife had already closed the door and hid away when such a team of soldiers appeared outside the courtyard, so there were only two idlers, Li Fuyao and Qinghuai, in the courtyard.
Then these words refer to the two of them.
Li Fuyao was about to stand up, when he suddenly remembered the scene of these two eating, he couldn't help but take a meal.
It was this meal, and a shining knife light had already appeared in the small yard.