13 Peach Blossom Seven Days Drunk

Xiao Chen likes the air in the mountains, which is clean and refreshing. Especially at this time, it is a fairy-like day to smell a few mouthfuls in the mountains. He can't smell the smell of the metropolis. It is not only dirty but also mixed with the busy smell of life, but also mixed with the smell of paper drunken gold, which is disgusting, so he only stayed in Nanjing. One day, he couldn't wait to return to another village.

The woman on her back moved and slowly woke up. Xiao Chen quickly put her down for fear that something inexplicable would happen.

"You were in a coma last night. How are you feeling now?" Xiao Chen said cautiously. Her husband is innocent. It's hard to guarantee that there will be no accident if she carries her behind her back like this. If she launches a sword for herself, it will not be worth the loss.

After opening her eyes and looking at it for a while, the windbreaker woman handed over Xiao Chen's clothes and said, "It's okay. Thank you for your hard work last night. Did the snake die in the end?"

"Dead, hit by lime powder, and you stabbed so many swords in your mouth, can you not die? Even the dragon is dead, let alone a snake. Xiao Chen lowered his head and replied.

"Give me the grass." The windbreaker woman looked at Xiao Chen and said firmly. With her understanding of Xiao Chen, this unruly man will definitely not let go of the only grass behind the snake. If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. A grass will not grow there for no reason, and there will be a grass there for no reason. The snake is dead and he fainted. How can Xiao Chen, a trouble-man, not take that grass for himself?

"Is it for you to go to the ancestral cemetery?" Xiao Chen looked up and asked.

"Do you still need to ask? If it weren't for that grass, I wouldn't have gone through the door, let alone met the snake. Speaking of this, the windbreaker woman paused and looked at Xiao Chen with a different feeling in her eyes. Indeed, although my martial arts skills are far better than that of the unruly people next to him, I have nothing to do when I meet Ba snakes. If it hadn't been for Xiao Chen's lime powder, I would definitely not have seen today's sun again, which is dazzling and warm.

Xiao Chen looked at the windbreaker woman whose face was getting ruddy, and he already had a plan in his heart. I took the grass out of my body and began to play slowly. It was all cyan, with only a small round leaf, and the root was very long, about 6 inches. Xiao Chen only cared about appreciating the grass that he couldn't name and didn't pay attention to the windbreaker woman.

"This grassland originally has seven leaves. It is said that one leaves will fall every ten years. When all seven leaves fall out, the grass will wither and die. However, this grass is also the best time when there is only the last leaf left. This grass is not recorded in Li Shizhen's Compendium of Materia Medica. It is not recorded in the Yellow Emperor's Inner Sutra, but it once appeared on a orauricle. Its name is Qiyou. The woman looked at Xiao Chen and talked and said the name of the Qiyou grass. There is no need for women to hide it. She is also psychologically prepared for Xiao Chen to raise the price. How could Qi Youcao put his hands obediently in his hands? Originally, she still had a life-saving feeling for him, but last night, this handsome man who was not good-looking and was not anywhere, had returned his kindness in his own way, so now The rest is just bargaining.

"The name is good, and the color is also very good, but only one leaf is too ugly and difficult to be elegant. Well, since you want me, I'll give it to you, but you have to tell me your name." After Xiao Chen finished speaking, he did not hesitate and directly threw the grass in his hand to the woman. Regardless of whether a woman will agree to her own conditions, throw it over first. Maybe this is another way.

After taking over Qi Youcao, the windbreaker woman said three words lukewarmly, "Zhang Qiuling".

"People, like their name, are a little more local, but they are still much better than the two idiots in the village." After hearing this, Xiao Chen commented jokingly.

"Are you so sure that this is my real name?" Zhang Qiuling stared at Xiao Chen and asked with a smile in his eyes.

"You are not like a lying woman, at least you don't have the need to lie to me, a commoner, do you?" Xiao Chen asked.

"It seems that you are not so stupid. Well, it's time for us to go down the mountain. Xiaoyou should also wait in a hurry. If you don't go back, I'm afraid your home will be overturned by Xiaoyou." After laughing, the woman put away the grass and got up and walked down the mountain road. The slender back left Xiao Chen's space for infinite reverie, but Xiao Chen did not have the courage or the heart to kiss.

Although another village is a victory for tourism, there are no tourists in the early morning. Only a few early villagers squatted in front of their door and had breakfast with pickles. Perhaps he noticed something wrong. When he approached another village, Zhang Qiuling took off his black windbreaker and held it in his hand, revealing a long curve, especially from the chest to the waist, so that no man could look at it. Zhang Qiuling's height is about 1.70 meters, and walking in another village, a small village with poor genes, suddenly attracted whispers. The men in the village looked at her with an obvious ambiguous smell. If it hadn't been for their daughter-in-law twisting their ears and pulling them back to the house, there might have been some news on tomorrow's newspaper and TV.

"Is this your home?" Zhang Qiuling pointed to a house with perfect skin eroded by wind and rain and years and asked softly. He was not surprised or surprised to see such a house, and his expression was still as calm as defeating the tiger with a sword last night.

"Go in. I'll buy you a drink later. Our most famous peach blossom in another village is drunk for seven days. Don't worry, it has no effect on your injury. I've seen your wound this morning, and it will heal in a few days." Xiao Chen pushed open the door, pointed to the inner hall, and made a respectful gesture. Xiao Chen can't see through Zhang Qiuling. Such a smart woman who is not wise and can't understand it, so Xiao Chen just wants to treat her to a drink, and then let her leave his world. He is still Xiao Chen, and she is still Zhang Qiuling.

"What about after drinking?" The woman did not enter the door, but looked at Xiao Chen with an unpredictable smile. Xiao Chen didn't say a few words all the way from the mountain. Zhang Qiuling knew that he didn't want to have too much contact with him. He was protecting himself. He didn't want to get himself in the circle of right and wrong. He didn't want to deal with anyone outside another village. At most, he would earn a few hundred yuan as a tour guide. If he was lucky, he would earn a thousand taels. There is smoke on the ancestral grave.

"Ghosts!"

With a shout, a child rushed to Xiao Chen like an arrow from the string, holding Xiao Chen's waist tightly with red eyes. "I thought I would never see you again. You have never spent the night on the mountain before." The child is Tianyou. He has been following Xiao Chen for three years. The relationship between him in the past three years has made him have a strong sense of dependence on Xiao Chen. Although he is called ghostly sad, the villagers of another village know that if anyone dares to offend Xiao Chen, the child will become another falcon of Xiao Chen, an eagle that can bite people.

"It's okay, good boy, go and buy some food and come back. Your eldest brother is going to treat me today. It's really sad. A table of food costs at least a hundred yuan." Xiao Chen patted Tianyou's head and touched it from his pocket for a long time before he found a few wrinkled ten-yuan bills.

Tianyou suddenly burst into tears and laughed and whispered against Xiao Chen, "Ghosts, why are you still so stingy? Look, the sister next to you has been laughing at you, and you are not afraid of shame." With that, he also pointed to Zhang Qiuling, a woman with wisdom and beauty, and a woman with a soft sword at her waist without a belt.

Xiao Chen replied with a smile, "It's okay. She is not an outsider. Maybe she will be your sister-in-law in the future. If it weren't for this, I wouldn't have invited her to dinner so wastefully. Tianyou, do you think this woman is qualified to be your sister-in-law?" Xiao Chen counted several times before giving the money in his hand to Tianyou. He knew that Zhang Qiuling would not mind her jokes. She is not the kind of woman who cares about everything.

Tianyou nodded vigorously and said oldly, "It seems that I can't call your nickname any more. Such a beautiful woman has been got by you. It's really awesome, but I don't know if the thing below can satisfy others." Speaking of the last sentence, he seemed to know what was going to happen next. He had already run out quickly. While running, he did not forget to turn around and make a grimace at Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen just wanted to scold the dog, but found that Tianyou had run away. He shook his head and smiled, and took Zhang Qiuling into the inner hall.

"This child is very interesting." Zhang Qiuling entered the inner hall and casually found a chair, sat down and commented.

"I can't help it. I've been following my second-rate for a long time. I didn't learn it. I've learned all the mischievous nonsense." Xiao Chen, who smoked two mouthfuls of cigarettes, continued, "This child is also quite pitiful. He was born and died. Three years ago, his father also died, and the coal mine collapsed."

"I can't see that you are very compassionate. Some people don't want to do such good deeds." Zhang Qiuling said as he looked at the furnishings of the room.

"I can't help it. This child is related to me. He doesn't like ordinary people. Only I can do it." Xiao Chen poured a cup of tea and handed it to the woman sitting on the chair. Then he said, "This is the green tea in the mountains, which is no worse than Longjing and melon slices in the city. Generally, dignitaries and nobles don't know it, and ordinary people will not take this tea to honor them, but keep it for themselves."

Zhang Qiuling took a bite, which was refreshing and sweet, which had a unique flavor compared with the mellowness of Longjing and melon slices. "It's really good. It tastes very good, especially in such a celadon teacup." Zhang Qiuling's eyes intentionally or unintentionally swept the celadon cup with tea.

"This is left by the old man. It is said to be from the Forbidden City, but I don't think it's like an antique. At most, it's just something that can hold tea." Xiao Chen replied without pain or itch.

"A blue and white porcelain can be sold for 10 million yuan, and the blue and white porcelain of the Southern Song Dynasty can be sold for 100 million yuan." Zhang Qiuling said something that made Xiao Chen crazy while tasting tea.

Ten million? What is that concept? It's enough to build a hundred villas in another village. Xiao Chen quickly calmed down and smiled, "Forget it, I'm not so lucky. At most, this teacup is just a unique teacup. I dare not think about it. Let's go. I'll take you to get the wine. The wine has been buried in the ground for ten years. You are lucky today.