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date="2021-11-25"

title="Section 41"

weight="152066"

series = ["General’s Gown"]

mode = "manual"

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Dirty, deserted street.

On both sides of the street there are sparsely dusty small stalls, selling naan cakes, wontons, dried meat, etc., selling cloths in bundles, and selling handkerchiefs, sachets, rattles and other gadgets. Perhaps because of the cold weather, there are very few people on the street.

"This is Qinchuan City?" Helian Rongchuan looked around. That's right, although the street scene in front of you is much more degraded than the city of Qinchuan in reality, judging from the direction of the mountains in the distance, it is indeed the city of Qinchuan.

The city of Qinchuan ten years ago.

The hawkers were all red-faced, their noses turned, their necks shrunk one after another, their hands in thick cotton sleeves. But in order to make a living and earn a few coppers, they still looked around unwillingly, yelling at a few hurried pedestrians on the street.

A young man in an old white robe was carrying a small package and was walking on the street while shopping. A scent of food floated over, and the food stall owners on both sides of the street were obscured by the diffuse heat in the pot. Seeing this young man walk over with some curiosity, the stall owners immediately stood up, put their hands in their sleeves, squeezed their waists, and yelled vigorously.

"Hey chestnut-flavored sweet potatoes! Don't need your money if it's not sweet!"

"Lamb wonton just out of the pot! The thin skin is big and the stuffing is big. I'll give you the silver if it doesn't fragrant!"

There were shouts like singing an opposing drama. After hearing a few words, Wuyi couldn't help swallowing. He looked at the left side, looked at the right side, and finally chose to sit down.

"I want this." Wuyi pointed towards the pot. He obviously didn't know what was cooked in the pot, but the attractive smell told him that his choice was correct.

"Good! A bowl of mutton wonton!" The stall owner yelled excitedly, rubbing his hands. After a while, the wontons were brought up. The hot mutton soup is filled with swollen wontons, the thin white skin of cicada wings reveals the pink of fresh meat, and the emerald green onions dotted in the soup, it is really hard to help the index finger move.

Wuyi ate two bowls in a row, wiped his greasy mouth, and said to the stall: "Four more bowls!"

The stall owner staggered, almost spilling the wonton soup in his hand: "What? Four more bowls?"

He looked at the young man in front of him and whispered: How can such a fair and handsome young man eat more than the horse thief who runs in the Gobi Desert? Six big bowls of wontons, how big is that belly?

So he couldn't help but tentatively asked: "This guest officer, four bowls of wonton, can you eat all of them?"

If it is broken and swollen to death, he is not responsible for this small stall hawker.

Wuyi shook his head: "I have eaten enough, and the remaining four bowls are for my second brother."

The stall owner couldn't help laughing: "How do you bring this soup? Why don't you let your brother come over to eat it? Anyway, my small stall is here every day."

Wuyi shook his head: "My second brother will never come over." He looked at it reluctantly, and his eyes fell to the big iron pot behind the stall owner, where there was a full of wontons full of sorghum rods. All of them have not had time to cook, one by one, round and cute, like a bunny.

Wuyi's eyes lit up: "Then I'll take the raw ones. When I go back, I'll cook it myself, isn't it all right?"

Helian Rongchuan couldn't help but sneered: "I didn't expect the great witch doctor to be so stupid when he was a child. How can I take the raw wonton away? Isn't it all crushed?"

However, the stall owner doesn't care whether the raw wontons will be crushed or not, as long as he has some money to earn. He hurriedly wrapped raw wontons in oiled paper and handed them to Wuyi.

What Wuyi placed in the palm of the stall owner was a shiny gold coin.

The owner of the wonton was instantly silly, his eyes fixed on the gold coin for a long time before he remembered to bite it in his mouth.

It's real gold! It's real gold!

The surrounding vendors huffed around, rushing to display the colorful goods in their hands, almost reaching the tip of their noses:

"Little guest officer, do you want silk and satin? An old-fashioned Sheng'an city goods~"

"See if you are on your way, eat my dried meat and milk bumps, and you won't be hungry after walking for a hundred miles!"

"Cooking cakes! Hot, fragrant and crispy cooking cakes~"

"Roasted sweet potatoes with chestnut flavor! Fried chestnuts with sweet potato flavor!"

"Sai Xishi's rouge is wiped off!"

After half a stick of incense, Wu Yi finally left Qinchuan City, carrying the bulging package and holding large and small bags in his arms. The road up the mountain is steep, but it is not full of caverns like when Yan Changqing and the others went up the mountain. There was no shadow winding around, and in a short while, he climbed to the top of the mountain and came to the lake.

Yan Changqing was a little surprised to find that the water of the lake more than ten years ago was very different from what they had seen when they went up the mountain.

The water of the lake beside Wuyi was obviously not dry, the surface of the lake was only slightly lower than the shore, and no black boulders were exposed.

The bottom of the lake is clear and clean. Both animals and people can easily fetch water from the river.

Several snow-white little wolves were playing by the lake, and when they saw Wuyi coming, they immediately chased them.

Wuyi barely exposed his head from the piled high packages, and said, "Second brother didn't find me slipping out, right?"

The little wolf headed shook his head cleverly.

Wuyi breathed a sigh of relief, barely freed a hand, touched it in the package, pulled out a few pieces of hard dried meat, and threw it to the little wolf: "I haven't eaten it, it just happens to grind your teeth for you little guys. From now on. Don’t bite my second brother’s table leg anymore!"

A few little wolves grabbed the meat with a cry and ran away immediately.

"Eh eh eh don't run, there is still work for you to help me-ah!" Wuyi originally planned to unload some of the burden on his body and share it with the white wolves, but never thought that the white wolves would run away after grabbing something. Nothing. His hand slipped, and several packages fell to the ground, splashing all over the floor.

Helian Rongchuan looked at it and couldn't help laughing: "What are you buying?"

Wuyi was lying on the ground very distressedly, picking up candied haws, rouge box, a large bag of fried chestnuts, a piece of coarse cloth...

When he was about to pick up the small purse that rolled farthest, his hand suddenly stopped.

A pair of worn-out but very clean pointed boots appeared in front of him.

Wuyi had to raise his head: "Second brother."

Feilan stood by and looked at him quietly: "Where did you come from?"

Although it was a question with no emotional waves, Yan Changqing clearly heard the helplessness in Fei Lan's tone. Sure enough, Wuyi lowered his head with some unreasonable reasons, and whispered: "Qinchuan City."

Although Wuyi has grown taller than Feilan for a long time, he now shrinks into a small ball with a guilty conscience and does not dare to look up. He still looks like a kid who has made mistakes and is afraid of punishment.

Fei Lan sighed, squatted down and began to help Fei Lan pick up things.

Wuyi was taken aback, looked at Fei Lan, and asked carefully: "Second brother?"

Fei Lan raised her eyes: "What's the matter?"

"Why... don't you blame me? I sneak down the mountain, you are not angry?"

Fei Lan seemed to think for a while before slowly saying: "I'm thinking, did I do something wrong?"

Looking at him incomprehensibly.

"When the white wolves grow up, the she-wolves will let them leave their nests and go to see a different world. But when you grow up, I have kept you trapped on the Baicang Mountain. Am I too selfish when I do this? "

"Second brother is not selfish, second brother is the best person in the world!" Wuyi looked at the faint sadness between Feilan's eyebrows, and immediately added: "Did you blame yourself for the last quarrel? I was wrong last time. I won’t be angry with you anymore, and I don’t want to go down the mountain anymore, okay?"

Feilan looked at Wuyi's clear, dark green eyes: "Is the mountain really fun?"

Wuyi glanced down to the left, and quickly replied, "It's not fun. It's bare, nothing!"

"Really not fun, don't want to go anymore?"

"real."

Feilan smiled helplessly, and touched Wuyi's head: "Every time you lie, you don't dare to look at me."

Wuyi immediately said, "I didn't lie."

"And every time I lied, I spoke faster than usual."

After being thoroughly dismantled, Wuyi nodded listlessly: "Well, the mountain is really fun...Although it's dirty..."

Fei Lan tilted her head slightly and said, "After that, I will let you go once a month, okay?"

Wuyi's eyes lit up instantly: "Are you kidding me?"

Fei Lan said: "I'm not teasing you. I think, the eldest brother's instructions, the responsibility of saving the people, I alone should be enough, and I shouldn't force you—"

Before finishing speaking, Feilan was swooped by Wuyi and hugged tightly.

"Great, great! My second brother is great!"

Feilan smiled and hugged Wuyi back and patted him on the back. She accidentally touched the package on his body with her hand, and suddenly said "Huh".

"What's in your package, why is it sticky and wet?" Feilan asked.

Wu Yi quickly opened the package and took out a squashed oil paper package from the bottom.

Fei Lan looked at the paper wrapped in a large sticky mixture of dough and meat, and said strangely: "What is this?"

Wuyi was full of regrets: "Ahhh! This is mutton wonton! How come it's like this!"

Feilan couldn't help but was amused by Wuyi's stupidity: "This is all raw, right? How did you bring the raw back? Is there no cooked food in Qinchuan?"

Wuyi said: "This is for you. I ate it at that small stall. It was delicious. I immediately thought of you. I wanted you to taste it too. What a pity..."

Fei Lan smiled and said, "I have a way, but I can rescue it."

A faint smoke rose, Wu Yi sat at the small stone table, with his legs cocked, his fingers tapping on the table.

After a while, Feilan walked out with a plate. On the plate were a few thick, oily, browned and crispy patties.

It turned out that Fei Lan reused the squeezed mutton wontons, mixed them with oil, mixed with shallots, and baked them into meatloaf.

A light of surprise flashed in Wu Yi's eyes, and he couldn't wait to grab a piece and stuff it into his mouth. The result was scalded. After taking a few breaths, he continued to chew.

"No. Holder! The coin is nestled under the mountain and this virtue is delicious!" He patronized and ate, not even clearly speaking.

Yan Changqing watched quietly from the side, this warm scene unknowingly made the corner of his eyes infected with a little smile. But when he thought of the outcome of the brothers, Yan Changqing felt very sad again.

Was the ruthless great witch doctor ever such a simple, ignorant young man?

Fei Lan said, "What else is in your pile of packages? Take it out and have a look, don't crush it too."

Wuyi has already eaten two pieces of meatloaf, rubbed the oil on his body at will, and opened the bag: "This is roasted sweet potato, it is said to be sweet, you must love it. This is a purse embroidered with gold thread, I think Your one is old, give you a new one. I also bought cloth, I think you must like this material..."

One by one, like a few treasures, offering treasures.

Fei Lan picked up a small porcelain bottle full of gorgeous patterns. This bottle has a round head and a round brain, and its shape is very strange. It is also marked with a line of strange characters that he has never seen before.

"what is this?"

Wuyi glanced at it and said, "I heard that the stall owner said that it seems to be the sacred oil shipped from Tianzhu country. There is only this bottle in the entire Monan, but baby."

Fei Lan said strangely: "Shen oil? I have never heard of it. What is it for?"

Wuyi honestly said: "The stall owner told me sneakily that this sacred oil seems to make people...become very lasting. A drop of it can make people die alive or die. Yes. I heard him say something weird and wanted to ask, but he just chuckled and refused to say it. I thought, this is probably a tonic that can help people live longer? It can make people die and live... Maybe it can help us save us. Huihuo people?"

Feilan nodded suspiciously, with a serious expression: "Well, you can consider giving it a try another day."

Helian Rongchuan heard this and finally couldn't help but laughed out loud.

Yan Changqing looked at him inexplicably: "What are you laughing at?"

After a pause, he seemed to understand a little bit, and looked at Wei Jin: "The medicine Wuyi bought must be fake, right?"

Wei Jin looked at Helian Rongchuan, who was smirking, and Yan Changqing, who was so unclear.

"I know." Helian Rongchuan reluctantly suppressed his smile, and said with a serious face: "Tianzhu oil, but God. But I definitely don't need it, you want to try?"

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To clarify, General Yan did not. . . . . But in fact, there is no need for sacred oil. . There is no reason, just don't need it, ahem. . .

Thanks little angel

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A dream of the night flower eleven

When Yan Changqing saw Helian Rongchuan's smirk with squinted eyes like a cunning fox, he knew that he must be unkind in his words, so he gave him a warning look. Although he was still in the mist about the medicine Wuyi bought, he refused to continue to ask.

In the illusion, after displaying the colorful gadgets in his bag, Wuyi followed Feilan. When Feilan was cooking, he squatted on a small bench to choose vegetables, Feilan went to the flower field to water the Mengxian Epiphany, and he took a small hoe to loosen the soil. Wuyi always likes to say some witty things, dances and dances, deliberately wants to make Feilan happy, but always makes herself laugh first, clutching her belly and joking, Feilan stops working in her hands, showing a little bit on her face. A helpless and petting smile came.

Such a warm scene is the most real details in all illusions, as if it has been repeatedly described for countless times. It lasted for a long time before the color finally changed again.

Wuyi carried the familiar small package on his back, and once again went down the mountain. Still walking and stopping, in the evening, Wuyi found a restaurant and sat down shortly thereafter, and found that the guests in this restaurant were very strange. They didn’t eat or drink, all of them were crowded on the second floor facing the window. Position, craned his neck, scrambling to look out the main road.

"Oh, don't squeeze me! Whatever you look at, it's you!"

"Eh, you guy, who wants to squeeze, don't look at your virtue!"

...

Wu Yi couldn't help but leaned forward with some curiosity: "What are you looking at?"

"Oh, this guest officer, don't you know? It's Dragon King Festival today." The shopkeeper on the side with a gray veil on his shoulders said while packing up his bowl and chopsticks: "The second floor of our pub, But look at the best realm of the new Water Dragon King!"

"Dragon King Festival? Water Dragon King?" Wu Yi looked blank. No wonder he saw that there were more people on the street today than in the past, and many shops were decorated with lantern ribbons.

"Hey! Are you here outside? This Dragon King Festival is the most important day for us in Qinchuan. It is for praying for water and peace. At the Dragon King Festival every year, one will be selected to contribute the most to the people of Qinchuan. People, perform commendations, dance dragon lanterns, float floats, not to mention how majestic and lively!"

"I heard that this year's Water Dragon King dug three large deep wells for our Qinchuan City, and there is actually water! It's really the Water Dragon King reincarnated, I don't know what the county government will reward him!" A guest was a little excited.

"I heard it's a big house with three inputs and three outputs, it's magnificent!"

...

As I was talking, I suddenly heard the gongs and drums downstairs shaking the sky, the suona rang together, and a few sharp noises. The originally gloomy streets were instantly illuminated by a few golden red fire lights.I saw the fire rushing into the air, bursting into the air with a "bang", turning into a golden star, dragging a long silver tail, and disappearing into the night sky.The gongs and drums were ringing more enthusiastically, and the dragon dance team appeared accompanied by the noisy crowd. Each dragon body was glued with flower paper, candles were lit inside, and the dragon dancers held bamboo poles underneath them.