This winter of the second year of Jian'an is particularly cold!

In just October, four heavy snowfalls in Xiangyang were falling in a row, with the snow on the flat ground three feet deep, and the ice in the wells in Lumen, Xianshan, and Longzhong were about a foot thick, and most of the birds and beasts died.

At noon, in front of Zuoxing Wine House, west of Xiangyang City.

The fat boy in fur clothes rubbed his green and white hands desperately while hurriedly entering the Siguan.

"Yuan Zhi, why did you meet today? The heavy snow has just begun to turn, and it's so cold."

There are several large copper-covered charcoal stoves in the four corners of the wine house. The chimney leads directly to the roof. There is no smell of carbon fire inside the room, but the heat is steaming.

A handsome young man in his twenties was greeted opposite him, wearing a single spring and autumn clothes, and his face was as normal.

"Haha, aren't you called Chufeng? The phoenix is ​​in full swing. Why are you afraid of rain and snow?"

Pang Tong was so hot that his eyebrows and eyelashes were slightly dripping with water, and he randomly smeared his face.

"What chick, feng chi, feng chi! Besides, this is just a teacher's joke. Yuan Zhi, you should be jealous?"

Xu Shu spat and smiled: "Feng Chu, that's the little chicken, do I need to be jealous?"

Pang Tong laughed: "According to your analogy, Kong Ming is called Fulong, he is the little earthworm in the soil? Hehe, it's really wonderful!"

Xu Shu shook his head and whispered: "Wang Fu just came back from the north yesterday, and Dong Yun has also come. You go in and talk to them first."

"Oh, is Guoshan back? I'll go now." As he said that, Pang Tong took a straight step and walked towards a private room where the wine shop went left.

They ordered the largest private room in the restaurant, Luoyang Pavilion, and Pang Tong had already received the notice.

Xu Shu shook his head and turned to the door of the restaurant. Many friends had not arrived yet, so he had to continue waiting at the door.

After waiting for a while, Meng Jian and Shi Tao came together and were chatting and joking with Xu Shu. Zhuge Liang walked in with his younger brother Zhuge Jun.

Xu Shu hurriedly said, "Everyone goes to Luoyang Pavilion first, don't crowd at the door, Brother Zuo also wants to welcome guests."

The middle-aged man behind the counter smiled and said, "Brother Yuanzhi, don't be polite. Ruixue stopped for a while today, where would there be many guests?"

Meng Jian and Shi Tao are both extremely outgoing and unruly. It is rare to have such a large gathering of classmates. After hearing what the tavern owner said, they are naturally even more unpolite and noisy.

At this moment, a smiling face flashed outside the door.

Xu Shu turned his head and saw a tall boy who was no less than him breaking in, but his face looked a little tender. He looked no more than sixteen years old. He was wearing a blue-gray cloth dress and a thin stick like grass and wood in his mouth, constantly moving around.

"Uncle Zuo, make wine."

Boss Zuo hurriedly turned out from behind the counter and smiled, "Xiaoyu, come so early today?"

"Yes, Uncle Zuo, uncle said he wanted to treat him to the evening, so he loved drinking the wine from you, so he asked Xiaoyu to make a pot. For the others, cooked mutton, ten kilograms." The tall boy took off the grass stick in his mouth with his left hand, picked a huge gourd from his waist with his right hand, and handed it over.

Boss Zuo smiled and narrowed his eyes: "That's all your care, Xiaoyu, otherwise there would be so many customers."

"Uncle Zuo, be polite." The young man casually put the grass stick in his mouth and sucked it for a while.

Zhuge Jun glanced at the gourd, and his two shiny little eyes stared at the grass stick that was moving at the tail of the boy's mouth. Seeing that he was sucking happily, he couldn't help but feel curious and asked, "Brother, why are you chewing the grass stick so delicious?"

The young man tilted his head and looked at him, pulled out the grass stick, and smiled and said, "It's not that the grass stick is delicious, it's the sweet sugar wrapped on my stick!"

Zhuge Jun saw that, sure enough, there was a small bulge at the end of the grass stick, which was yellowish-brown, and a sweet fragrance vaguely smelled.

"Brother, what is this?"

"This... is called a lollipop."

"Brother, is that honey?" Zhuge Jun licked his lips. After walking dozens of miles of mountain road, he felt hungry. Lollipop, the name sounds very delicious.

"No, it's sucrose."

"Brother, what is sucrose? Is it very sweet?"

The young man looked about seven or eight years old, with beautiful eyebrows and polite words, and very fond of him. He stuffed the grass stick in his hand into his mouth and took out three or four similar short sticks from his arms. The difference was that at one end of these thin sticks, they were round and raised, and the outside was wrapped tightly by clear lotus leaves.

"Here, you'll know if you try it yourself."

Zhuge Jun didn't expect that he would be so generous. He rushed over, took it with both hands, and shouted, "Thank you brother, thank you brother!" He couldn't wait to take out one, peel off the lotus leaf under the guidance of the boy, and stuff it into his mouth.

The boy asked with a smile: "Is it sweet?"

"Um...sweet, so sweet!" Zhuge Jun was covered in his mouth, and his heart was full of happiness. He faced the boy, one lollipop, and he was sucking happily.

"Brother..." Zhuge Liang was angry and funny when he saw his younger brother's appearance. He bowed his hand and was about to greet the boy with a name. He said politely, and suddenly heard a fierce quarrel in the box on the left. The next moment, the angry Pang Tong dragged a tall and thin young man out of the private room, and another round-faced boy repeatedly persuaded him.

Xu Shu hurriedly asked, "Shi Yuan, Guoshan, Xiu Zhao, why are you all coming out?"

"Yuan Zhi, Kong Ming, come and persuade Shi Yuan and Guoshan." The round-faced boy was Dong Yun and Dong Xiuzhao, shouting from afar, "They are going to fight."

Zhuge Liang shook his head: "Shi Yuan, why are you so impatient? Let the country go first, how can you be so kind?"

Pang Tong let go embarrassedly and shouted: "Guoshan said that Cao Cao might be fighting Nanyang. He was so scared that he wanted to hide in the poor valley of Xichuan. Are you talking about this? "

The tall and thin Wang Fu was already fighting red, and when he heard his mouth squirting without any restraint, he was even more furious: "Shi Yuan said nonsense, how could my country in Xichuan Tianfu be a remote mountain?"

Zhuge Liang, Shi Tao, Meng Jian and others were all shocked. Xu Shu asked: "Guoshan, Cao Mengde is going to attack Nanyang again. Is this true?"

Wang Fu looked around and saw that there were no guests in the restaurant, so he said directly: "I am in Nanyang, and I heard many people say so."

Everyone was disgusted. Since Cao Cao welcomed the emperor to Xu last year, he worked hard to govern the country and train troops. At the beginning of this year, he marched south to Wancheng. Zhang Xiu, an ally of Xiangyang, surrendered first and then rebelled, and drove him back to Xuchang. Although Cao Cao suffered great damage in this battle, his eldest son Cao Ang and his nephew Cao Anmin were both killed unexpectedly, but he was strong after all, and it was not impossible for him to make a comeback.

Zhuge Liang took a look and said to the boss Zuo: "Mr. Zuo, I think the outside is warmer than the private room today. We have more people, so we booked a large seat in the lobby. The private room fee will be paid. Can you see?"

Boss Zuo smiled and said, "Since there are no guests today, you guys can sit up at will. Later, let Zuo Jing sing two small songs for you, and it will be lively and lively."

Zhuge Liang was overjoyed: "I'm so troubled by Mr. Zuo's wife." The guqin of the Zuo family's wife is the treasure of Zuoxing's restaurant, and it is rarely revealed.

Zhuge Liang turned his head and bowed to the tall boy who was gnawing on the lollipop: "This brother, my younger brother is ignorant and has many disturbances. Meeting is a fate. Can you sit in the same table and be more kind?"

He spoke in a very literary manner. The tall boy looked at Pang Tong and Wang Fu who were still arguing with each other in a low voice. He couldn't help but frown slightly. Before he could speak, Zhuge Jun had already held his sleeve and shouted vaguely, "Brother Xiaoyu... Are you hungry, come and have fun (food)."

Zhuge Liang thought to himself, this kid knows the name before me.

The tall boy was disturbed by Zhuge Jun and left inconveniently, so he had to say, "I feel that you are kind. I am so disrespectful!"

Zhuge Liang was overjoyed and hurriedly called everyone to come and greet him.
Chapter completed!