"Are you serious?" On the second floor of the bookshop, Tang Ji jumped up from his chair excitedly and looked at Jiu'er standing in front of the table with excitement.
The little girl held the book in her hands, nodded and said, "Yes, master agrees."
Thinking that he was about to learn superb martial arts, the corners of Tang Ji's mouth slightly raised, he put the brush in his hand away and urged: "Then let's go quickly."
Jiu'er shook his little head and added: "But the master asked you to bring him two plates of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, two pounds of fine Qiu Lubai, and one roasted chicken and duck each."
Hearing this, Tang Ji, who had just walked out from behind the table, stopped and said, "Good guy, just two kilograms of autumn dew whites cost ten taels of silver. This old man really knows how to enjoy it, but as the saying goes, you can't trap the wolf if you don't want to give up your children. Make a choice."
Afterwards, he still took the wine and walked out of the house.
Li Yu, who was sitting on the side seat and biting the penholder, came back to his senses, glanced at the blank rice paper in front of him, and then glanced at the several sheets of paper covered with ink in front of Tang Ji's seat. He sighed, got up and chased out.
: "Where are you going? Wait for me. Damn it, Tang Ji. What kind of monster are you? You wrote so many words in half an hour!"
The three of them got on Prince You's carriage and bought all the things Sun Yufu needed along the way. They drove all the way east and turned into an alley near the city gate.
This alley is very quiet. Many of the gray walls have peeled off, exposing the uneven stones. The ground is covered with withered yellow leaves. The carriages are passing all the way. The houses on both sides either have no doors or have doors on them.
It's covered with spider webs, like a no-man's land where no one has lived for a long time.
Seeing this scene, Tang Ji couldn't help asking: "Jiu'er, are you sure we didn't go to the wrong place?"
"No, this alley has been around for a long time. The people who originally lived here have all moved away. Only some beggars who have nowhere to go will visit. The master has never left because of his wife." Jiu'er's little fat hand
He pulled back the curtains, explained to Tang Ji, and stuck his head out again to give directions to the coachman.
Soon, the carriage drove to the end of the alley.
Through the car window, you can see that this house is obviously different. Although the roof tiles are not shiny, they are very clean. A corner of the door is damaged, but it looks very neat. There are two red ones hanging on the door eaves.
Big lantern.
Tang Ji and Li Yu got off the carriage one after another and followed Jiu'er towards the courtyard.
This small courtyard is a typical courtyard house. It occupies a small area and is very spacious. There is only a dead osmanthus tree. There are coir raincoats, fish baskets and other fishing gear beside the tree. There is a long rope tied to the front of the house opposite.
There are many salted fish hanging on the rope, and the white brick and stone floor has been swept very clean, making people feel comfortable.
Jiu'er walked briskly to the house on the left, knocked on the door, and shouted: "Master, I'm bringing Mr. Tang here."
"Yeah." A voice came out quickly in the room, and then there was no movement.
Seeing this, Jiu'er had no choice but to arrange for Tang Ji and Li Yu to sit down in the courtyard, and put the gifts that Tang Ji had brought in the kitchen. He found that the kettle next to the stove was filled with hot water, and took the cups for the two of them.
Pour a glass of water.
Li Yu raised his eyes and looked around twice, then lowered his voice and asked: "Tang Ji, this senior Sun is really strange. With his ability, he doesn't want to live in any house, but he lives in a place like this."
Tang Ji took a sip of tea and shook his head: "The memories here are far more precious than the comfort of a big house."
He also inquired from Jiang Ran a few days ago that Sun Yufu's wife passed away due to dystocia thirty years ago, killing one and two children. The child was not saved, and Sun Yufu did not remarry after that.
Now it seems that the reason why he refuses to move may be because there are too many memories here.
At this moment, the bedroom door slowly opened. Sun Yufu was still wearing a blindfold, with a fierce look on his face, but his voice was much softer: "Yes, without these memories, even if the old man is allowed to live in the palace, he will not be used to it."
Li Yu agreed very much with this statement. He thought that the imperial city was the most luxurious and comfortable place before, but after coming to Huaizhou, he discovered the new world. Especially after meeting Tang Ji, he felt that his life in the previous ten years had been in vain.
.
With a smile on his face, Tang Ji stood up and saluted: "Senior, I haven't thanked you for your life-saving grace in the past few days."
"I happened to be passing by and found out that your kid was plotting something against Jiang Ran, so I stayed a little longer. Unexpectedly, a brat rushed out and assassinated you..." Halfway through his words, Sun Yufu's eyes couldn't help but drift towards Jiang Ran.
Standing on the broken wine gourd outside the master bedroom, he sighed softly and continued: "Okay, where is the thing I want?"
Hearing this, Jiu'er trotted into the kitchen and moved everything out.
Sun Yufu sat down in front of Li Yu, skillfully picked up the stone at his feet and inserted it under the broken corner of the table. The originally swaying table immediately stabilized. He opened the wine bag and put it to his nose.
He sniffed and smiled: "Good wine!"
Immediately, he took a sip of wine, then tore open the oil paper wrapping the roasted chicken, broke off a chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth.
Seeing that the other party had such a good appetite, Li Yu couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and decided to buy two more for dinner when he went back.
After taking a few bites, Sun Yufu took a sip of wine to rinse his mouth. He looked at Tang Ji and asked, "Do you want me to teach you martial arts?"
"Yes, senior." Tang Ji handed over his hand again. This old man had eaten his own food after all, so there was no reason not to teach him.
Sun Yufu glanced at Tang Ji up and down, and shook his head: "You are too weak, I can't teach you."
"You are too weak" lingered in Tang Ji's ears like a curse, which hit his high self-confidence. He took a deep breath, kept smiling and said: "Senior, I just want to learn some self-defense skills, no
I’ve thought about becoming a martial arts master like you.”
"Then I can't teach you. People who have no ambition will learn in vain." Sun Yufu gnawed the chicken leg in his hand cleanly, twirled his fingers, opened the package of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, pinched half a piece and threw it away.
In the entrance.
This was the first time that Li Yu saw Tang Ji deflated, and he couldn't help covering his mouth and snickering.
Tang Ji's face looked a little unhappy. Even though he was a rookie, he didn't need to hit people like this. It was a shame that he brought so many delicious food to see him. What a shame!
Jiu'er knew that the master was a sharp-tongued person, so he stretched out his hand and shook his arm: "Master~"
"Ah, Master~"
Under Jiu'er's continuous "coquettish" offensive, Sun Yufu was quickly defeated: "Okay, okay, but the old man will only accept one apprentice in this life. If Jiu'er didn't work hard, she would have already reached the top level. I can do it."
I will teach you martial arts, but every time you have to exchange it for a pot of fine wine and a roasted chicken!"
Hearing this, a look of pain appeared on Tang Ji's face. Calculated in this way, one instruction would cost two or three taels of silver. This old guy might really think of himself as a rich man.
Sensing his disgusted expression, Sun Yufu coughed lightly and added: "Don't look so fussy. The old man won't teach you until you reach the third level, lest you ruin your reputation.
Let’s learn from Jiu’er first.”
Then, he turned to look at Jiu'er: "After that, you can teach him what your teacher taught you since childhood."
"Okay!" Jiu'er responded with his head held high, he had been doing it for a long time, and he still had to teach him!
After listening to what he said, Tang Jicai felt relieved. Jiu'er only needed a candied haws of sugarcane to coax her. Compared with wine and chicken, the cost was reduced by an unknown amount. He stood up and said without any more ink: "In that case, then junior
I’ll take my leave now.”
"Well, remember not to reveal my address!" Sun Yufu warned.
After Jiu'er said hello, he caught up with Tang Ji.
Li Yu, who stayed where he was, asked with a silly smile: "Senior, look at me? Do you have any talent for practicing martial arts?"
Sun Yufu raised his eyes and glanced at him, almost laughed out loud, curled up his lips: "You? Ha~"
Li Yu froze on the spot. The other person's expression was very similar to the scene where he asked Tang Ji to teach him how to write a novel a few days ago. He let out a dissatisfied "hum", shook his sleeves, and turned around to leave.