Chapter 2 Meet the drunken on the street!

Walking in the bustling market of Bianzhou, the real prosperity is in the ears, and Song Yi is like a different world. It is different from the packaging and exaggerated advertisements of hanging sheep's head selling dog meat in the previous life. Song Yi can see that the shops on the street usually hang up whatever goods they sell. The cloth in front of the cloth shop, the ironware outside the blacksmith's shop, the fresh meat on the hook of the meat stall, and the best hanging in the middle of the pen line...

This real scene made Song Yi feel sad.

In his previous life, although he was not a rich second generation, Song Yi had a happy family and a girlfriend who had just begun to fall in love. Who knew that in order to realize his last dream in his youth - on foot travel, he encountered an earth-shaking tornado in the Tanggula Mountains. When he woke up, he lay in a broken hut. When he stumbled to find other companions, he saw the city of this ancient building at a glance.

Is it Zhou Zhuang Mengdie or Die Meng Zhou Zhuang? Song Yi doesn't know, but for so long, Song Yi has determined that he is not a dream. No dream can last for so long, and no dream can make people feel pain, joys and sorrows clearly.

Song Yi was walking on the street distractedly. Suddenly, he found that all the people around him were looking at him with frightened eyes. When he came to his senses, there was the sound of horseshoes and angry shouts in his ears, "Wu, boy, get out of the way quickly, give up your life!"

Song Yi quickly turned around and saw a tall horse running towards him. He didn't have time to react. The horse's head was already in front of him, and it was a disaster.

Song Yi suddenly felt that his body was light, and the smell of wine came into his nose, and his body floated out lightly.

When it came to understand, he found that a rider had disappeared into the market. He was saved by a drunkard full of alcohol. Looking at the drunken white-shirted man around him who could save his life in an emergency, he thanked him, "Thank you for your help."

"Alas, scholars don't be polite. If you really want to thank you, it's better to treat us to a bowl of good wine, hahaha..." The white-shirted man patted his chest and said unruly.

"That's right. It's better to ask the eldest brother to find a good wine shop, and I'll have a few drinks with my eldest brother." Song Yi said with a sincere look on his face.

"I want it! The Bai family's wine shop is not far ahead. Let's go, I'll take you to have a few drinks..." After saying that, the white-shirted man raised his legs and left. As he walked, he was reading some small song with words in his mouth.

I only saw that some people on the side seemed to be quite familiar with drunken men and pointed out what they said. Song Yi didn't really hear them, but he could vaguely hear sighs such as "drunkard" and "it's a pity"...

Sure enough, not far away, I saw a small wine shop. There was a huge wine jar at the door, with a red paper with a big wine word on it. Song Yi followed the white-shirted man to the door before he walked to the door. An old man at the door of the store smiled and showed his yellow teeth and said, "Zhao Mi, won't you come to drink credit wine again today?"

"Dad Bai, you also look down on someone, look! Today's treat is this guy. Don't worry, the wine money is a lot for you. Xu Mi waved his hand carelessly and said, "Dad Bai, go to the two altars in the good Xinghua Village first!"

How dare this white-shirted man is called Xu Wei, and Song Yi quietly wrote it down.

"Hey hey, if it's a treat, you won't be ashamed to make the decision." Father Bai hesitated and said, with an inquiring expression on his face looking at Song Yi, looking at a thief boss.

"Don't worry, Father Bai, Brother Xu likes to drink as much as he likes today. I also cleared the previous wine money for my brother. Is this ingot of silver enough?" After saying that, Song Yi took out an ingot of about five taels of silver and put it on the table. This was stuffed by Qingyan before he went out. He had no idea about the money of this era. He only knew that he had brought a lot of business and reputation to Mingyue Tower by plagiarizing other people's poems in the Mingyue Building. His mother quietly gave some money for Qingyan. Give it to yourself. And those plagiarised poems are engraved on the pillars of the Mingyue Building, indicating the source of these poems.

"Oh! That's enough. I don't owe the store more than two or two yuan, and the store can't stand too much credit. Look, I have to give you some money!" When Father Bai saw the silver on the table, he immediately picked it up and bit it, and then smiled into **.

"Forget it, the rest will be recorded in the account for Brother Xu's drinking in the future." Song Yi smiled and stopped Father Bai from looking for money, but it seemed that Father Bai was not very willing to look for money. Hearing Song Yi's words, he suddenly smiled so that the folds on his face became thicker.

"I said, old white head, you still can't drink?" After not drinking for a long time, Xu Wei has become quite impatient.

"Good! Qionghua, it's a good wine--" A high cry came out of Father Bai's mouth, and then he heard a crisp response from the store, "Okay!"

After a while, a beautiful little girl in emerald green clothes came out with two jars of red mud and sealed wine jars. Then she walked to Song Yi's table, put down the jar and said, "The two guests, use it slowly. Do you need me to cut some cooked beef and wine for you?"

"Okay." After Song Yi was stunned, he realized that there was no wine and vegetables in the wine shop, so he hurriedly took out a piece of silver and put it on the delicate hand of the little girl Qionghua.

"Haha... Qionghua, you little girl, do you think I don't know that you want to leave some money while cutting cooked beef? Go ahead..." Xu Mi gave a big smile and then let her go. Before leaving, the little girl Qionghua was coquettish and twisted Xu Wei's arm heavily. Xu Wei didn't care about this little girl!

"Brothers don't look like locals. I don't know where it's convenient to tell my brother where your hometown is?" Xu Mi patted the seal of the wine jar and asked with half-drunk eyes while pouring wine into Song Yi's bowl.

"My younger brother Song Yi, a person from Luzhou, has been exiled to this Bianzhou city because he was separated from his friends." Song Yi said what he had already thought of.

"No wonder I heard that the little brother's accent is strange. In this case, has the little brother got a job in the city now?"

"Not yet, I'm still thinking about it."

"Well, if you can trust me to promise someone, you might as well say what your brother is good at. I'll introduce you to an errand. Although I see that my brother is not short of money, if it goes on like this, one day I will sit and eat like me! Haha... I'm not afraid of the Song brothers' jokes. A family used to be a capable person who could fight and kill the enemy. Who would have thought that the war was over? Now that the hero has no place to use it, a certain family finally spent all the paid money for being discharged from the army in this wine jar. Come on, make a bowl!" After saying that, he held up the wine bowl and touched Song Yi, and then drank it all. Song Yi smacked his tongue for a while, but Fortunately, the degree of the wine was not high, and Song Yi barely made a bowl.

However, after drinking the first bowl, Song Yi hurriedly stopped Xu Mu from holding up the second bowl and said, "To tell my brother's joke, I don't know what I'm good at now, and I can only have one or two words of poems."

Song Yi originally said modestly, but after he finished speaking, he only saw Xu Mi staring at Song Yi with a shocked face and said, "Can you recite poetry? Isn't this a skill? Hi... No wonder I feel that my brother has a different temperament at a glance.

Song Yi was stunned. Why did he hear that he can recite poems? Xu Wei looked very admirable.

"Brothers don't know anything. I, Xu, was also a tough soldier in those years. It's a pity that after our Zhao sat down on the world, he paid attention to literature and education. It seems that martial artists who only know how to dance with knives and sticks and don't know anything, can only be discharged from the army. Alas! Speaking of this, it's all Xu's pain!"

Looking at Xu Mi's sad face, Song Yi had to comfort him, "There is a specialty in the art industry. No wonder Brother Xu was able to easily save his little brother from the horse's hoof just now. It turned out to be a master of martial arts. What I admire most in my life is like Big Brother!"

After Song Yi finished speaking, the green-shirted girl Qionghua came in with a large bag of cooked beef and put it on the table, and then put the broken silver money she had found on the table and said, "This young man counts, half a taels of beef, and this is half a half of broken silver."

"Thank you, little girl. You don't have to look for money. Remember Brother Xu's head. Next time Brother Xu comes to drink again, so that you can save money for wine and vegetables!" Song Yi smiled and pushed one or two halves of the broken money into the hands of the little girl Qionghua.

"All right!" The little girl was not awkward. She took the money and walked to the inside happily. Father Bai sat on the wooden chair at the door of the store and waited for the drinkers.

"Brother Song Yi laughed. If it hadn't been for Xu's incompetence, he wouldn't have dared to look at the Wang family and other servants in the market, hum!" Xu Wei seems to be quite dissatisfied with the figure of the horse.

"Did the eldest brother know that he almost stepped on his younger brother today?"

"Of course, Wang Wu, the head of the guard of the Wang family, is not the first time that he has been rampant in the market like this. If it hadn't been for the power of the Wang family, he would have been able to disap off his horse! However, the Wang family is really not easy to mess with. One family has four daughters, and two have become the holy concubines in the palace. Hey hey... I don't know if it's a blessing for the Wang family or our emperor!" Xu Mi said with a smile, and then held the wine bowl and wanted to touch the bowl to drink.

Song Yi knows that he has a hard time. He can only say hello to Xu Wei to eat some beef and don't just drink.

"Didn't you say you can recite poems? I think I'm quite in love with my brother. Why don't I write a few poems here today to help the wine? Xu Mi grabbed a large piece of fennel beef and stuffed it into his mouth, and suddenly proposed.

"Uh..." Song Yi's face was pale. Although he wrote down a lot of poems as a liberal arts student in his previous life, he still felt a hot shame in his heart every time he plagiarized the poems of the ancients.

"Doesn't Brother Song want to sing poems and wine with me?" Xu Wei looked at Song Yi with a sad face and slightly shrugged his eyebrows.

"That's not true, let me think about it... Let me think about it... Yes!" Song Yi pretended to look solemn, and then prepared to copy a famous poem written by Shixian in his previous life.

Hearing Song Yi say yes, Xu Wei quickly picked up the wine bowl and prepared to drink while chanting Song Yi's poems for a while. Even Father Bai at the door quietly pricked up his ears to hear what kind of poems the drinker brought by Xu Wei could recite.

Song Yi pretended to cough his throat, and then said in a loud voice, "You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming from the sky, and it flows to the sea and never comes back. Don't you see that the bright mirror has sad white hair, and the morning is like green silk and evening into snow. Life must be full of joy, and don't make the golden bottle empty against the moon. It will be useful to give birth to my talent, and I will come back when all the money is scattered. If you cook sheep and slaughter cattle for fun, you will have to drink 300 cups."

Silent! Constered!

Xu Mi was about to stare out with a bowl of wine eyeballs. The more Dad Bai listened, the more he couldn't believe it. Suddenly, he thought of something excitedly, and his body trembled slightly...