In the trade between Beimang and Beiliang, the proportion of tea bought by horses was very high. Most of the tea was coarse and was used to adjust the diet. However, over time, several ancient tea horse roads were gradually built to transport good tea such as Longjing Biluo Dahongpao. The period before the rain and before the Ming Dynasty was especially busy. There was an endless stream of merchants and peddlers on the tea ceremony. As a larger border town in the south of Beimang, Leisheng was close to the water. In addition, there were several good springs with good water quality in the city. Among them, the Sparrow Tongue Spring was ranked as one of the 72 best springs in the world. There was a small teahouse near the Silver Ingot Bridge in the northeast corner of the city. It did not have a signboard, but a bamboo birdcage hung at the door with a parrot in green clothes and a red beak inside. It was said that parrots imitated people's words, but this silly parrot politely called out "Eunuch, Eunuch" whenever it saw a customer. Wasn't this asking for a scolding or a beating? It was really annoying. In addition, the teahouse was simple and crude, and the tea they sold was not of the best quality. It was just a cup of tea passed down from the old Western Shu. The way to eat it was vulgar, and the tea leaves were also ordinary. The owner was a somewhat scholarly old man with completely white hair, but his face was a middle-aged man. With his cold and distant temperament, how could he attract regular customers?
The only waiter in the teahouse was a young man with a decent appearance. He carried a wooden sword all day long. Occasionally, he would catch unfamiliar customers who entered the small teahouse without knowing the reason. He would work hard to serve them enthusiastically. However, if he used too much strength, those customers would be annoyed. After paying for the tea, they did not plan to come again. The business of the small teahouse was getting more and more deserted. Fortunately, the rent was not expensive and the capital was not much. The teahouse could barely support itself. In the twilight, the old man sat down and tuned the strings of a python skin erhu. Previously, a customer who came to the teahouse wanted to buy it for eighty taels of silver. No matter how the young waiter instigated him, saying that he could open a bigger teahouse with eighty taels of silver, it was a pity that the old man did not sell it. This made the young waiter so angry that he almost killed the parrot and ate its meat. At this moment, he made himself a bowl of onion noodles with egg and buried his head in the noodles at the table next to him. He said vaguely, "Old Huang, if this continues, our teahouse will lose money. I know you are not short of money, but my brother used to say that when you are in Jianghu, it is one thing to be extravagant, but since you are doing business with others, you must not lose money. Old Huang, don't pretend that you can't hear me. I'm talking about serious business with you. If you continue to pretend to be deaf, I'll really get angry with you. "
The cold old man glanced at the young man with the sword and said sarcastically, "Young Wen, aren't you just thinking about making money so that you can change the teahouse into a teahouse? When the time comes, you'll have a reason to ask me to hire two delicate girls to help you. Have you gone crazy thinking about women? I still have a few strings of money here. I can't go to the big brothels, but it's more than enough to find some good-looking prostitutes. Unfortunately, private prostitutes can't be compared to official prostitutes. I can't give you a f * cking red packet. "
The young man with the surname Wen slammed the big bowl on the table and said angrily, "Old Huang, what are you talking about? Am I that kind of person?!"
The old man smiled playfully, "Young man, you've grown up. You dare to slam the table in front of me. Believe it or not, I'll throw you into the palace of Beimang and let that old woman have a change of taste. "
The ugly swordsman with goosebumps smiled flatteringly, "Old Huang, you and I depend on each other for survival. Harmony is the most important thing. Are you hungry? I'll go and make a bowl of onion noodles for you. Are you hungry? "
The old man didn't buy it. He waved his hand and said, "Go and bring that idiot into the house."
The young man quickly finished the noodles and licked the bottom of the bowl. His face was still full. He went to the door and took down the birdcage. Along the way, he wanted to teach the parrot some new tricks. When he said "grandpa", the parrot replied "grandpa". When he said "grandpa", the parrot still said "grandpa". He was so angry that he scolded "grandpa", but the parrot still said "grandpa". The young man who was cursed "grandpa" three times reached into the cage and taught the bird a lesson. The green parrot fluttered and lost a few feathers. The old man said helplessly, "This idiot is already sixty years old. It doesn't have many feathers to lose. Why are you sulking with an animal?"
Throwing the birdcage on the table, the young man changed several sitting positions but still felt uncomfortable. He simply took a bench. According to Old Huang's strange saying, he put his head and feet on the bench, his body was suspended in the air, his hands were folded behind his head, and he stared at the ceiling in a daze. This used to be a roast goose shop, so the ceiling was dirty and greasy. The young man sighed and said, "Old Huang, I'm very depressed now. Why don't you tell me more stories about Jianghu? I love it. "
The old man had a bad temper. He said angrily, "I have nothing to say."
The young man was a scoundrel. If the mountain didn't listen to him, then he would go. His eyes suddenly became warm, and he said to himself, "I know Old Huang is an experienced Jianghu person, so you must have a lot of interesting things hidden in your stomach. You like to rot in your stomach. If you don't want to say it, then don't. Anyway, I, Wen Hua, am also a man with a story. In the past, when I wandered the Jianghu with my brother, two men, young fellows' buttocks could make pancakes, so it was not easy for me to fall asleep at night. What should I do if I couldn't fall asleep? When we talked, we always talked about women. My brother was good-looking, so I was very jealous. Usually, when I went to the village to ask for water, if I knocked on the door, those annoying women would all lose their chastity as soon as I glanced at them. Don't talk about giving water, they would close the door as soon as they opened it. Hey, when Young Xu went, he was like a wolf or a tiger, pulling and pulling. Don't talk about giving water, they even wanted to give him their bodies. Ay, this matter can't be blamed on Young Xu. Every time I saw a pretty young woman, I would tell him. At that time, I thought that Young Xu had probably never eaten pork before, but he had seen pigs run. His tone was really arrogant, saying that this was not good and that was not good. It made me choke with anger, so I told him that sooner or later, he would make a name for himself by practicing the sword. Then, he would find a good heroine to be his wife and piss him off. Old Huang, guess what the result was? He said that no matter how beautiful the women in this world were, they still had to eat, drink, and defecate. Do you think that those high and mighty fairy sisters in the Jianghu also had to fart? "
He patted the dust off his thigh and lay down on the bench again. He continued, "He said that I couldn't be nervous when I saw a woman, otherwise I would be a bachelor for the rest of my life. Last time, when I was rushing to Beiliang, I saw her and my palms were sweaty. Later, I had an idea and thought of Young Xu's words, so I wasn't nervous anymore. But when I thought of the scene of her farting, I laughed until I was a little silly. I reckon that I didn't leave a good impression on that fairy sister. Ai, this is probably what Young Xu meant when he said that bear's paw and shark's fin can't stay in the same bowl. Later, I met Young Xu by the lake. When we were defecating together, he gave me a trick that was even more ruthless. He said that if I was still nervous, don't be afraid. Just imagine the fairy sisters defecating in the toilet. Damn it, at that time, I almost sat down in my own shit! "
An old man raised his head and nodded. "A little interesting."
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