Chapter 27 The small building listens to the wind and rain overnight
Sanli Alley.
In a small courtyard planted with cantaloupe vines.
Fourth Master Zhu was carrying a large bowl of spicy oil braised noodles. There were several plates on the small square table in front of him, which contained several fried fish and several side dishes.
The toppings for the spicy oil braised noodles are stir-fried pork belly slices and cabbage with soybean paste. The color looks particularly attractive.
At this moment, Xu Sheng was sitting in front of Fourth Master Zhu. There was also a large bowl of braised noodles in front of him. The young owner of the fish market, Thirteenth Ward, had already changed into a clean black short gua, but he still exuded the smell of
A lingering light fishy smell.
"Why should I bow to him?" Fourth Master Zhu took a slice of pork belly and a few slices of cabbage, chewed it in his mouth, took another sip of spicy oil noodle soup, looked at Xu Sheng, and asked seriously.
Hearing what Fourth Master Zhu said, Xu Sheng pushed the coarse porcelain noodle bowl in front of him angrily and said: "You want to do business, and we also want to do business. If you want to have a hard time with him, at least we can do it."
Don’t get into other people’s business.”
Fourth Master Zhu glanced at Xu Sheng and said, "What happened to Lu Fengniang was purely an accident. You also know that even if I really wanted to assassinate her, I would not send her there, nor in a place like that."
Xu Sheng said silently: "But the reason for this incident is your fault, Fourth Master Zhu."
Fourth Master Zhu smiled, took a few mouthfuls of spicy oil noodles, and asked: "I heard that the second shopkeeper of Heng Rongchang has long taken a fancy to you and wants to accept you as a student. You are very likely to become Heng Rongchang's student in the future."
One of the shopkeepers of Rongchang, why are you unwilling?"
Xu Sheng's face turned darker, giving the young man a more rugged and ruthless aura. He looked at Fourth Master Zhu and said in a deep voice, "Does this have anything to do with what we are talking about today?"
"Actually, it's the same thing."
Fourth Master Zhu nodded: "After all, you also understand our origins. People of our origin are just shrimps and crabs in the river. To make a living on this river, we rely on courage, ruthlessness, and loyalty. This is what others value."
We are like this, but apart from the water and our background, how can we be brave and ruthless? The most we can do is break a few cages ashore and break our limbs. When people look at us, will they forget us?
What is your origin? That’s why you don’t want to go to Hengrongchang, and would rather guard your Shisanwu. People like us rely on courage, ruthlessness, and loyalty to win face. Mr. Mo has ruined my face. If I continue to
If he can't even buy his house, how many people will he laugh at? Now he has arrested two of my people, and I will bow my head like him. Then if someone else arrests two of my people, and I will bow my head, then what will I do in the future?
Do it? How can I still stand on it?"
After a slight pause, Fourth Master Zhu looked at Xu Sheng and said, "Don't forget that you are the same person as us. At this time, you should stand with me and help me."
Xu Sheng looked at the bowl of braised noodles filled with red spicy oil in front of him. He was silent for a long time, then picked up the bowl of noodles and started eating slowly.
"What they committed is not a serious crime. The arrest room only solves cases and arrests people. When they are detained, it is a matter of history. I will get them out." Fourth Master Zhu looked at Xu Sheng appreciatively. This junior did better than Fatty Xu.
With his sophistication and determination, no wonder Fatty Xu left everything at hand to him. "What does he want to do with you at the fish market today?" He looked at the junior with admiration and asked again.
Xu Sheng ate the noodles, sweating slightly from the spicy food on his forehead, and said, "He didn't say anything. He just bought a Laojiang dumpling and two iron-headed pike. I had someone send them to him just now."
Ever since Xu Sheng calmed down and started eating this bowl of braised noodles that tasted really good, the attitudes of the fish market and Mr. Zhu had already reached a consensus. Xu Sheng’s words also seemed very peaceful. Mr. Zhu only frowned when he heard this.
He frowned slightly, a little surprised, but because of these words, a violent cough suddenly came out from the back room of the small courtyard.
This coughing sound, which was as loud as a convulsion, made Xu Sheng think of someone, and he paused for a moment, with a look of shock on his face.
Fourth Master Zhu also turned around in shock, and saw that the bamboo curtain in the back room was opened, and a middle-aged man wearing light blue silk clothes came out.
This middle-aged man seemed to be seriously ill, his face was sallow, his body was so thin that he was a little stooped, and when he walked, he could make a convulsive sound in his chest and lungs.
After confirming that it was the person he guessed, Xu Sheng immediately put down the coarse porcelain noodle bowl in his hand, stood up like a spring, bowed respectfully to the middle-aged man, and said: "My nephew has seen Zhang
Second Master."
"No need to be polite." The middle-aged man who was seriously ill smiled and stretched out his hand, waved to Xu Sheng, and motioned for him to sit down. Then he also sat down next to Fourth Master Zhu and said with appreciation: "Xu Sheng
A fat man teaches a good boy."
Xu Sheng sat down and looked at the middle-aged man's sallow and skinny hands, feeling something unspeakable in his heart. The Dragon King who was dying in the river could not have imagined that he would be so sick.
"My dear nephew, how is it possible that there are iron-headed dogfish in your fish market?" The second master Zhang, who didn't look much older than Fourth Master Zhu, but was very sick, panted slightly and looked at Xu Sheng seriously.
asked.
Xu Sheng explained carefully: "Previously, a fishing boat was scraped and sunk by a half-sinkable old tree root floating in the water at Wuliutan. Later, when it was salvaged, it was found that there were these two iron heads in the cabin.
Pike, there probably happened to be a lot of fish and shrimps in the cabin when it sank, so these two steel-headed pike got in and were fished out along with the boat. Originally, these two steel-headed pike had already been caught in the sea bowl.
It’s settled, if something happens today, he spends 2 silver to buy it, so I will make the decision and give it to him.”
Mr. Zhang nodded, lowered his head slightly and asked, "How much do those two iron-headed pike weigh? How big is that old river fish? How many years is it about?"
Xu Sheng said: "Both the two iron-headed pike weigh about thirty kilograms. As for the Laojiang Tuan, it is at least a hundred and fifty years old. It happened to be caught not long ago. It weighs at least seventy or eighty kilograms. The hem of its skirt is full."
It has grown a thick layer of stone."
"Such Laojiang dumplings are inedible, so what are you buying them for?" Mr. Zhu turned to look at Mr. Zhang and couldn't help but said. He didn't know why Mr. Zhang was so impressed by the things Lin Xi bought.
interest.
Mr. Zhang shook his head: "Most people can't digest it after eating it, but for some kind of people, if you have the right recipe, eating this Laojiang dumpling will be a great supplement."
Zhu Fourth Master and Xu Sheng heard the meaning of Zhang Erye's words at the same time, their bodies were shocked, and they exclaimed in disbelief: "Did you mean that he might be a practitioner?!"
Mr. Zhang glanced at Mr. Zhu, knocked on the noodle bowl in his hand, nodded and said: "Even if ordinary people have a large appetite, it's not big enough to eat a pound of fish in one meal. This fish would cost two."
It takes thirty meals to finish it. Even after eating so many meals, what special taste does the delicious fish have? So even if an ordinary person wants to try something new, buying one is enough. Why should he buy two? Practitioners can have two
He finished it in three meals...so no surprise, he should be a practitioner."
After saying this, the middle-aged sick man with a sallow complexion sighed, looked at Fourth Master Zhu, shook his head, and said: "So for this matter, I'm afraid you still have to go see him."
There was a click, and a dead branch of an old pomegranate tree next to the wall in the courtyard fell down at that moment and fell into the soil under the tree.
"I understand." Mr. Zhu nodded with a slightly pale face.
…
At Qingluan Academy, Lin Xi was surrounded by practitioners, and people like Qiu Lu and others were even much younger than him.
But that was at Qingluan College, in the holy land of the huge Yunqin Empire.
Every student at Qingluan Academy is already an elite among the elites selected by the entire empire.
In the dark of night, Lin Xi carefully scraped off the algae and stone shells formed by sedimentation on Laojiang Tuan with a knife on the riverside platform of the small building, and then put the Laojiang Tuan into a bowl filled with clean water.
In the large stone vat, the pitch black medicinal liquid that had been brewed was poured.
Then he took out a bundled iron-headed pike from another large stone tank, scraped off the fine scales on the fish, removed the internal organs, rinsed it clean, then put it directly in a bamboo basket and carried it up to the Songzhu Pavilion.
No one disturbed him during this period.
Old man Mo and the tofu-buying grandma here have also heard about him a long time ago.
They didn't know that it was precisely because of Lin Xi's status as a "General God" as a student of Qingluan College! and his unique abilities that he dared to offend both Governor Dong and Heng Rongchang. They only heard that only Lin Xi was given the chance to do so.
Seven days deadline.
So by the time Lin Xi returned in the dark of night, Old Man Mo and the old lady had already gone out to walk around the streets to help Lin Xi find out the news.
Only Wang Buping was concentrating on making the umbrella that Lin Xi had made in the corridor outside the building.
At this moment, Wang Buping has covered the umbrella and is applying the last coat of oil on the umbrella. Although this umbrella is made with unprecedented precision, it will definitely be completed within a few days.
But Wang Buping's heart and hands felt a little cold, because he didn't know if Lin Xi could survive these few days.
He knew that the storm in the court was much greater than the storm on the river.
But Lin Xi was very calm, because he knew there was no point in rushing now and could only wait.
The water in the large earthen pot on the stove near the window of Songzhu Pavilion near the river has boiled.
Lin Xi started to fillet the fish.
The head and skin of the iron-headed pike are jet black, but the fish meat inside is as white as mutton-fat white jade.
Pieces of extremely white and delicate fish fillets, carrying a unique aroma, scattered like magnolia petals in the basin in front of Lin Xi.
At this time, it started to drizzle again outside, and there was some sound of wind and rain on the river.
There was a "dang" sound, and at this moment, a clear metal sound suddenly sounded from the side of the platform where the small building extended into the river.
Lin Xi stopped.
His men were as agile as civet cats. They quickly and silently entered the attic above and opened the large wooden box that was placed like a table.
There were three wooden boxes inside. He carried the largest and smallest wooden boxes on his back. He lifted the other wooden box in his hands, and then opened the two windows of the attic.
….
Black shadows emerged from the river and climbed onto the platform of the small building, swiftly and silently, with a cold light.
"Dang"...I don't know what I touched again, and there was another crisp metal sound in the sound of wind and rain.
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