"No, no, no, that's not what I meant. What I mean is, someone won't let you go, but you have to go. What will you do?"
Fangfang thought for a while and said: "Then I will find a way to make that person hate me and dislike me. If he doesn't like me, he will naturally let me go."
"Pa~" Ma Xiaoquan clapped his hands and nodded: "That's what I mean too, um, okay, I know what to do~ Hehe."
Fangfang looked at Ma Xiaoquan and said worriedly: "Sir, did Fangfang say something wrong?"
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head: "No, no... you are right, right, hehe..."
Fangfang was still worried, and suddenly a thought flashed in her mind. She blushed and said: "Sir, I have been frustrating you these days. With Xiao Zhifeng, Fangfang cannot fulfill her obligations as a woman, but Sister Cui
Teach Fangfang like that. If you don’t mind, Fangfang can..."
Saying that, Fangfang shyly stepped forward and gently grabbed Ma Xiaoquan's belt...
The next day, Ma Xiaoquan got up very late.
It was not until noon, after the cook had prepared the meal, that Ma Xiaoquan came out of the guest room.
Fangfang went downstairs early to play with little Zhifeng in her arms. When she saw Ma Xiaoquan coming downstairs, Fangfang blushed and lowered her head.
A few of the cooks saw the clue and came to Ma Xiaoquan's side, boldly joking: "Sir, did you work too hard last night... Hehe..."
Ma Xiaoquan rolled his eyes helplessly, thinking that he didn't actually exert much effort last night, but Fangfang, a little girl, actually learned a lot from Sister Cui... Ahem, I won't go into details, she was just very tired anyway.
Bar.
"Go, go, go~" Ma Xiaoquan laughed and scolded, "You have a very lenient control over stupid things. Well, what good food did you make today?"
"Well, Yangzhou fried rice, green pepper eggs, braised lion's head, and..." Cook Ding named more than a dozen dishes in one breath, which made Ma Xiaoquan's mouth water.
"Okay, okay, no more nonsense, serve the food, serve the food, I have something to do after eating."
After hanging around for more than ten days, everyone in the inn became very close to Ma Xiaoquan. Everyone was laughing and joking, and there was no class distinction at all.
When Cook Ding heard that Ma Xiaoquan had something to say, he gossiped and asked: "Sir, you have something to do. What are you doing? This is Shenyang City."
Ma Xiaoquan secretly smiled in his heart, but on the surface he pretended to be a thief and said: "Let me ask you, where is the best girl in Shenyang City?"
"Huh?" Cook Ding was stunned for a moment and said, "Sir, looking at you like this, weren't you very tired last night? Why are you still thinking about that thing? Listen to the little advice, don't do too many things.
How about kidney failure?"
"Go, go, go~" Ma Xiaoquan pushed the chef, "Stop talking nonsense and just tell me where the girl is."
Cook Ding sighed and said: "As for the girls in Shenyang City, Dadamuli is the best."
"Dadamu?"
"Well, the boss is a Jurchen. There are many Han kiln sisters in the building, as well as a small number of Jurchen girls. If nothing else, the Jurchen girl's breasts are really big..."
As Cook Ding spoke, he took a few sips of saliva. Ma Xiaoquan chuckled, patted Cook Ding on the shoulder and said, "You kid, okay, I'll finish the meal later and go play on that da-ta wood you mentioned."
"Uh, sir, this..."
"What, it's not possible? Isn't it okay if I pay for it myself?" Ma Xiaoquan pretended to be unhappy.
"No, no, no, it's not impossible, it's just that as soon as you go out, there will be a lot of people staring at you."
Ma Xiaoquan nodded. Although the cook in front of him was a Jurchen, he was only thinking about himself. Well, he is a teachable boy.
"It's okay. If it's convenient for you, I'll take you there too. You kid, haven't you ever touched a woman?"
Chef Ding blushed and shook his head.
"Okay, you take me to Dadamu, and I'll take you to a meat shop."
"Sir, you...are you telling the truth?"
"Of course, by the way, what's your name?"
Cook Ding said: "The younger one is called Nurtu, and the Chinese name is Gouzi."
"Nurtu? Gouzi?"
"Well, the younger one's father is a Jurchen and his mother is Han, but the younger one is not qualified to have the family name. Another meaning of Nurtu is a foreigner, a bastard..."
Ma Xiaoquan sighed and took a closer look at Nurtu's appearance. Indeed, his appearance was slightly different from that of the Han people, and the Jurchen characteristics on his face were not so obvious, but the head was thicker and rounder.
The characteristics of his Jurchen father.
"Then do you think you are a Jurchen or a Han?" Ma Xiaoquan asked.
Nurtu thought for a while, shook his head and said: "I don't know, the Jurchens have bullied me since they were young, and the Han people in Shenyang City also say that I am a bastard..."
"Hey~ I understand, okay, I will take you with you today and give you some confidence as a person."
"Sir, little one..."
Ma Xiaoquan stretched out his hand and said: "Okay, don't say it anymore. The name Nurtu is a bit insulting. So, let me ask you, do you want to be a Han or a Jurchen?"
Nurtu shook his head: "I don't know. I think we are all human beings. Why should we distinguish between Jurchens and Han people?"
Ma Xiaoquan was stunned, clapped his hands and said: "Okay, your words really stopped me. I admire you very much. So, when I may come again one day, will you be willing to follow me?"
Nurtu looked at Ma Xiaoquan in surprise and asked: "Sir, Xiaoquan's roots are still Jurchens. Don't you dislike Xiaoquan?"
"Haha~" Ma Xiaoquan smiled and shook his head, "Okay, let's talk about this later. Remember my words. When I come back one day, you kid can't be a coward."
"Yes~" Nurtu nodded happily.
"Well, the name Nurtu is not very nice. So, what do you think if I add one word to your name, Nurgatu?"
"Nur...Gatu?" Nurtu blinked and recited the name Ma Xiaoquan repeatedly, "Sir, Nurgatu, what does it mean?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and said: "It doesn't have any actual meaning. If you have to say what it means, well, just think of it as... rebirth."
"Rebirth?" Nurgatu flattened his mouth, holding back tears in his eyes, and looked at Ma Xiaoquan with emotion.
Ma Xiaoquan patted Nurgatu on the shoulder, "Okay, let's not talk anymore. Let's eat first. After eating, go to Dadamu..."
...
After the meal, Ma Xiaoquan led Fangfang and several waiters from the inn, out of the inn and headed in the direction of Da Da Mu.
A dozen Jurchen spies who had been waiting outside the inn saw Ma Xiaoquan going out, and they quickly split up. Some went back to report the situation to Huang Taiji, while the other followed Ma Xiaoquan.
Ma Xiaoquan already knew that someone was following him, so he simply didn't hide it and kept walking and talking loudly.
Before they reached Dadamu, the spies secretly following behind already knew Ma Xiaoquan's destination.
...
In the main hall, Huang Taiji stood up and listened to the reports of Ma Xiaoquan's movements from the spies in the audience. When he heard that Ma Xiaoquan was going to Dadamu, Huang Taiji smiled and said: "Ma Xiaoquan, this bitch, finally couldn't bear it anymore, right?
Okay, keep an eye on me and give me instructions. If others drink tea for one cent, Ma Xiaoquan will charge me five cents."
"yes!"
...
At the wooden door, Ma Xiaoquan raised his head and looked at the big plaque on the door frame.
The three characters "Dadamu" are well written and antique, and there is a larger plaque next to it with Jurchen script written on it. Ma Xiaoquan cannot understand it, and Nurgatu cannot read either, but it seems that that plaque
A string of Jurchen characters should also mean Dadamu.
"Eh? Why have I been standing here for a long time and no one came out to greet me?" Ma Xiaoquan complained a little dissatisfied.
Nurgatu smiled and said: "Sir, I heard that you can go into Dadamu by yourself. Except for the Han people who pick up the girls there, you have to fight for the Jurchen girls by yourself."
"What? Fight for it yourself, this is not that kind of place?"
Nurgatu shook his head: "The kind of place you are talking about should only be found in places with Han people. The Dadamu in Shenyang City is actually a place where women choose men."
Ma Xiaoquan snorted and said, "You kid, why didn't you tell me before?"
Nurgatu looked innocent: "Adults only talk about where the women are, and the younger ones only know places like Dadamu."
On the side, Fangfang covered her mouth and chuckled. When Xiao Zhifeng saw his mother smiling, he also grinned. Although the little guy was not very good at making sounds, his grin was really cute.
"Okay, okay, it turns out that's what happened. You've already come, and it doesn't make sense if you don't go in." Ma Xiaoquan waved his hand and was the first to walk into the door of Dadamu.
...
The furnishings inside the Dadamu were very simple, and there was even an unpleasant smell. Ma Xiaoquan frowned, and it took a while to get used to the smell inside.
At this time, two women dressed as Han Chinese came up. Their bodies exuded an indescribable unpleasant smell, which seemed to be caused by too much mixing of male and female bodily fluids.
"Is this uncle alone?" The two women held Ma Xiaoquan's arms and asked delicately.
In fact, the appearance of these two women was pretty good, but the smell on their bodies was really unacceptable to Ma Xiaoquan.
"Well, he's not alone~" Ma Xiaoquan pointed behind him.
After the two women looked at Ma Xiao's body, they saw several men and a Han woman holding a child.
"Sir, are you Mr. Ma from Beijing?" a woman asked tentatively.
