Daijin, Xijing Road, Zhangjiakou.

Zhangjiakou is a north-south corridor, a fur distribution area outside the Great Wall, densely populated and prosperous with shops.

Ever since he separated from his masters, Guo Jing has been like a headless fly, riding a horse around.

Naturally, there are dangers on the road, but they didn't dare to stop Guo Jing when they saw that he was a strong man wearing black fur and riding a tall horse.

You must know that raising a good horse costs 10 taels of silver a month. In these troubled times, if you have money and dare to go out alone, you must be a martial arts expert.

After a few days, Guo Jing finally arrived at the market.

Holding the little red horse, the young man looked around. He had never been to such a big city, but everything he saw was fresh. From time to time, he discussed with Brother Le on his shoulder what it was.

It's a pity that Le Ge was too lazy to pay attention and kept shouting for help!

Before arriving at a large tavern, Guo Jing also felt hungry, so he followed his master's example and handed the horse over to the waiter to take care of him, then entered the restaurant and took a seat.

I ordered a large plate of beef, two kilograms of flour cakes, and a bottle of good wine. Each person and the cat ate and drank.

Bystanders were a little surprised when they saw a person and a cat fighting for food at this table.

While eating happily, he suddenly heard a noise at the door of the store. Brother Le ran out to watch the excitement, and Guo Jing had no choice but to follow.

Outside, two shop assistants were yelling at a thin young man in ragged clothes.

The young man was about fifteen or sixteen years old. He wore a dark, broken leather cap crookedly on his head. His face and hands were covered with black coal, and his true appearance was no longer visible.

The young man held a steamed bun in his hand, grinning, revealing two rows of shiny white teeth, but they were completely out of proportion to his whole body. His eyes were dark and very lively.

A shop assistant shouted: "What are you doing? Why don't you leave?"

The young man said: "Okay, let's go." Just as he turned around,

Another shop assistant shouted: "Put down the steamed buns." The young man put down the steamed buns as instructed, but there were a few smudged black fingerprints on the white steamed buns and could no longer be sold.

The man was furious and punched the boy, but the boy ducked and dodged.

Seeing this pity, Guo Jing thought that the young man was eating secretly because he was hungry, so he rushed to stop him: "Don't be violent, it will be charged to my account."

The guys stopped quickly, this was a big customer riding a good horse.

But the young man said: "This bun is not well made, poor thing, let's eat it for you!" He threw the bun directly to a mangy puppy at the door.

The puppy jumped on it and started chewing it.

Guo Jing frowned. He had lived with his mother since he was a child. Whenever he wasted a little food, he would be beaten up. He knew that his mother worked hard to make money by shepherding sheep, so he never wasted a little food.

The young man in front of him obviously wanted to eat, but he threw it directly to the dog, which he couldn't stand.

However, Second Master once said that when you are out in the world, talk less and do more, so he didn't say much and went back to eat.

At this time, the tabletop was already shiny and clean, and there was also a little yellow cat squatting on the table to rinse its mouth.

Guo Jing:......

"Oh, you're such a pretty cat!"

Only then did Guo Jing notice that the young man had also come in and was sitting opposite him, looking sideways.

Guo Jing was too lazy to care.

The young man laughed and said, "What? Do you think I feel uncomfortable?" His voice turned out to be a Jiangnan accent.

Guo Jing's mother was from Lin'an, and the Seven Eccentrics of Jiangnan were also from Zuojin, Jiaxing. He had been accustomed to the Jiangnan accent since he was a child. When he heard the young man speaking his own accent, he felt happy to see his fellow villagers.

Guo Jing finally couldn't hold back: "My mother said that a meal and a soup are hard-earned. On the way here, many people couldn't have a full meal a day. It's wrong for you to waste food like that!"

Hearing the familiar accent, the young man's eyes lit up, and then he pondered: "What you said makes sense. In this way, if you treat me to a meal today, I will never waste food again!"

"A word from a gentleman!" Guo Jing said with a smile.

With his current financial resources, he can afford ten meals, not to mention one meal.

The young man rolled his eyes: "Are you going to make me eat as much as I want?"

Guo Jing nodded and didn't take it seriously. No matter how much he eats, can he have more food?

The little yellow cat also looked at her expectantly. He hadn't eaten enough just now.

The young man called the waiter over: "Don't be busy eating meat, let's eat fruit first.

Hey guys, here are four dried fruits, four fresh fruits, two salty and sour fruits, and four candied fruits. The four dried fruits are lychees, longans, steamed dates, and ginkgo. The fresh fruits are fresh when you pick them. For the salty and sour fruits, we need fragrant cherries and ginger plums.

I wonder if you can buy it here? Candied fruits? Just rose kumquats, spiced grapes, candied peach strips, and good pear flesh."

"There are no fresh fish and shrimps for the snacks here. Well, let's have eight so-so drinks and dishes. Cooked quail with flowers, fried duck feet, chicken tongue soup, deer tripe stuffed with Jiangyao, fried mandarin duck and beef tendon, shredded rabbit with chrysanthemums, and fried deer.

Legs, ginger, vinegar, gold and silver hooves!”

Guo Jing and Xiao Er were stunned for a moment when they heard the young man mentioning so many delicious things in one breath, while Miao Le listened happily.

Look, this is professional!

The waiter then looked at Guo Jing: "Uncle, these dishes, just the duck feet and chicken tongue soup, require dozens of chickens and ducks. The total price is not cheap."

Guo Jing noticed that Brother Le was looking at him eagerly, and his heart suddenly tightened. He quickly took out a piece of silver from his arms and threw it over: "Refund more and make up less!"

"Okay, Master, please wait first!"

The young man curled his lips: "De Xing! Let's have another ten-year-old Sanbai Fenjiu!"

Because they ordered a bunch of dishes, the two of them couldn't eat for a while, and then they started talking loudly, while the little yellow cat ate happily.

Guo Jing found that what this young man was talking about was the scenery and customs of the south, his conversation was elegant, and he was knowledgeable. He knew a lot about music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and classics and history, which was very interesting.

And he himself told some interesting stories about playing rabbits in the desert grasslands, shooting eagles, galloping horses, hunting wolves, etc., and the young man listened with great interest.

Guo Jing has always been clumsy in speech and is not good at words. He is usually asked by others. Now, after talking to the person in front of him for a long time, he seems to have endless things to say. This is the first time that he feels that he has such a rapport with a person.

At this moment, he even wanted to befriend this young man, so that he could be like his masters and eat meat, drink wine and talk happily together.

However, he still kept in mind the second master's instructions: to know people's minds but not their hearts, you need to observe more.

After a while, the little yellow cat finally finished eating, and lay down comfortably on the shovel's shoulder. Its small body curled up like a little yellow ball, and fell asleep after a while.

The young man looked at her in surprise, confused as to how such a small body could eat so much. Then he was envious, why would she grow a belly just by eating a little more.

When the bill was settled, the total amount was nineteen liang and four cents. The waiter specially found silver and copper coins and was extremely respectful.

When he came out of the shop, the young man felt the cold wind blowing against his face. He shrank his head and said, "Brother Guo, I'm sorry for bothering you. Goodbye."

Just now, the two of them had exchanged names and even briefly introduced their family background. This Huang Rong's mother passed away, and his father still didn't want him. His life experience was very miserable.

When Guo Jing saw that his clothes were thin, he couldn't bear it. He carefully picked up Le Ge and put him on the little red horse. He stayed there for a while, then took off his mink fur and put it on him.

"Brother Huang, we hit it off as soon as we met, so I'll give it to you as a gift."

"Oh, by the way, you should take these two ingots of gold with you too!" Guo Jing took out two large ingots of gold and put them into the young man's arms. Each one had as much as fifty taels.

The young man was startled, and his eyes were red. Ever since she came out to travel around the world, no one had ever been so kind to her. When she first left home, she didn't know how to disguise herself, and she almost fell into someone's trap.

"Thank you, Brother Guo!"

Guo Jing smiled: "Mother said that guests who come to our house should be treated with the best things. When Brother Huang goes to the grassland in the future, if you can come to my house if you have time, I will ask you to roast a whole lamb and have a look.

The big eagle in my house!”

When Huang Rong heard this, she smiled and said: "Brother Guo, I want to ask you for a treasure, are you willing?"

Guo Jing said: "How can you refuse?"

Huang Rong said: "I just like you as a cat."

Guo Jing was stunned and refused directly: "That's not possible. Brother Le is my eldest brother. My mother said that he is kind to our family and we cannot let him suffer any injustice!"

Huang Rong was speechless, but she also knew the customs of certain areas. She rolled her eyes and said, "Then I want your horse!"

"no problem!"

…

In the evening, around dinner time, Miao Le woke up faintly and found that he was being held by a shovel, wandering around the streets and alleys.

After a moment of silence, Miao Le wondered: "Meow?"

Where is my horse? Where has my big horse gone?

Guo Jing continued shopping without squinting, buying some delicious snacks from time to time to feed to the little yellow cat.

After a while, the little yellow cat ate happily and forgot all the unpleasantness. Its blue eyes were round and its tail was swaying back and forth unknowingly.

After a while, a man and a cat came to a small alley.

Suddenly, five people jumped out from behind, the four in front carrying knives and guns, and whips and axes.

Behind him is a thin, green-faced man about forty years old, with extremely long cheeks, three large swollen tumors on his forehead, and a prominent head, giving him an excellent image.

A man in the front was holding a knife and sneered: "Boy, the person behind you is our uncle, the famous Three-Headed Jiaohou Tonghaihou Second Master, please kowtow!

Besides, we are interested in your cat and the money you have, so be smart and leave it to us."

Miao Le grinned happily.

Sure enough, he was still as handsome as ever, and even these bandits could spot him at a glance in the crowd.

Hey, looking good can sometimes be a worry!

"Our uncle's favorite dish is the dragon-tiger fight! Your cat is just right, it's small and tender, and the meat must be of good quality!" the man in front continued.

Miao Le fell silent and began to withdraw into himself.

Guo Jing frowned: "Robbery is wrong!"
To be continued...