The 47th year of Wanli, the winter moon

Shandong, Tengyi Suburbs

One piece, another piece, it is snow flying.

The snowflakes are huge and crystal clear, like willow catkins, and more like soft goose feathers, floating slowly between the sky and the earth.

Whether it is the roads under your feet, the withered yellow trees on both sides, or the sparse fields and villages in the distance, they are all covered with snow.

The sky and the earth, people and things are mixed together, and it is difficult to distinguish.

In the snow, two people trekked far away.

A man is in front and a girl is in the back.

The girl was wearing a thick straw raincoat with her face covered in her wide hood, and she couldn't see her appearance clearly. Every step she took was deeply trapped in the snow, and it was very difficult to walk.

The man was wearing a long white silk gown, wearing a plain brocade cloak, and walking calmly.

"It's not far away." The man's voice came in the cold wind.

The woman looked up and saw her fair face suddenly appear. Her heroic eyebrows were as deep as dark as black, her bright eyes were like stars, and her ultimate beauty contained a solemn heroic spirit.

Sure enough, in the snow curtain ahead, a steamed restaurant appeared in a trance.

The man stopped and stood quietly in the flying snow, as if waiting for something.

What's strange is that under his spotless plain brocade boots, no footprints were left.

The girl staggered and accelerated her pace and walked in front of the man.

The man then pulled his feet, but every step he took steadily into the girl's footprints.

It was a small-scale winery.

A simple fenced courtyard wall is in the middle of a bungalow, which is much taller than a private house. There is also a thick layer of snow falling on the roof, and many crystal icicles flowing under the eaves, which are of varying lengths and shining.

The woman stepped onto the steps and pushed hard, and the wooden door opened with a loud bang.

A warm and wet warmth came to her face, and the snow on her hood also fell two pieces.

"Yeah, the guest is here!" A waiter welcomed him enthusiastically.

The girl took off her hood and dusted off the snowflakes on her hair before she saw the scene in the room.

The doors and windows around were closed tightly, and the sunlight in the daylight shone through the already yellowed window paper and poured into the wine house full of drinkers, looking both dim and stuffy.

Several tables placed in the house were filled with people, and there was a circle of people around the table near the stove. They shouted and coaxed, not knowing what they were making trouble.

"Two guests, this heavy snowflake has been sparse for two days, and it is so blocked that people can't leave. Only we are still warmer. Don't think it's messy." The waiter bent, put his hands in his cuffs, laughing while looking at the two of them with his light.

"Hey, hey, hey! Close the door quickly, all the snowflakes are blowing in!" Someone was shocked by the cold wind at the door, and scolded him dissatisfied.

"Don't be upset, just shut it down!" The waiter responded repeatedly, took a step, and reached out to pull the door bolt beside the man in white.

The man suddenly stepped back and dodged, his movements were very fast, but he did not make any sound.

The waiter didn't think much about it, and hugged his waist and closed the door, and asked with a smile: "Customer, do you come first to make a pot of wine or something to eat first?"

"A pot of wine." The woman said in a deep voice.

"Forty-Two Wen." Xiao Er stroked his hands and smiled even more attentively.

The woman grabbed a handful of it and handed it to the waiter without counting it.

The waiter took the money and found it was a total of forty cents. He exclaimed in surprise: "The guest official is definitely a master of the money shop. This technique is really accurate!"

The woman only smiled softly and did not answer.

The waiter said happily: "Okay, wait a moment, the two guests!" Then he moved left and right.

A light cough of displeasure came from behind.

The girl knew that it was a reminder of the man's dissatisfaction.

They only have these forty-one copper plates on them, and only one left is enough, and there is no need to count them at all.

It only cost forty cents at once. What did she eat for the rest of the way?

Are you gnawing on the bark?

The woman raised her eyebrows slightly and smiled brightly, as if she didn't care about the embarrassment of the future.

"Wait for me here." The girl whispered to the man, turned around and walked towards the stove.

That was the place where the crowds gathered the most in the house. The man stretched out his hand and pressed it on the girl's shoulder. Although his voice was light, his tone was extremely stern: "It's already Teng County, so you can't do anything wrong."

"It's okay, I can't go out of the way." The girl shrugged, then flicked and approached the square table next to the stove.

At this time, there was another sound of cheering in the crowd. She only looked inside through the gap and saw the strangeness.

One of the groups had eight people, and the clothes were very conspicuous. They were all dark blue cotton clothes, narrow sleeves, waist tightly wrapped around their legs, and they were obviously guarded by the wealthy family.

Standing in front of them was a man in his fifties who looked very rich. Although his clothes were the same style as them, they were much lighter in color, and he obviously had a higher status, so he was probably a housekeeper.

They all had serious expressions, their eyes straight forward, shooting towards the opposite side of the table.

The second type of people are all kinds of villagers and passers-by scattered on both sides. They are dressed frugally, mostly soapy, dark brown, and some are very sloppy, with cotton wool exposed on their shoulders.

Some looked nervous, some looked curious, and some looked careless and kept coaxing.

After sitting upright at the square table, the one who attracted much attention was a young man with clear eyebrows, fair skin, and a bit bookish. He frowned slightly and his lips were slightly pursed, as if he was a little distressed, and as if he was embarrassed about something.

"Peopleman Li! It's not easy to touch you once. When Butler Liu heard about your news, he rushed over in the heavy snow. You can't ignore it!"

The person speaking was a middle-aged man wearing a black cotton hat and a stubble face. He put his hands on his sleeves and urged him like a cheer.

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately started to cheer.

The woman frowned slightly and turned her eyes to the man sitting at the table alone.

He stood up slowly, bowed and said with an apology, and said sincerely: "It's not that I'm not willing to do it, it's really hard for Huang Xian to invite him. The opportunity has not come at this time, so I can't come."

The woman raised her eyebrows without realizing it.

Huang Xian?

Could it be the legendary yellow-skinned possession?

"Bad! How many people are rushing to do the errands in our Liu Mansion? You are a peddler, please respect you! I'm shameless. Do you want to stay in Teng County in the future?!"

A burly and strong servant rushed forward with a fierce look and slapped the table with one hand, shaking the teapots and tea bowls on the table trembled.

The white-fried peddler was also shocked and took two steps back without realizing it.

"Ade, don't be unreasonable in front of you, sir, and say something." The butler in the shallow clothes coughed, glanced at the peddler, and said unhappily.

"Butler Liu, I said, the peddler Li may be really tired. He is really capable, otherwise he would definitely wish to agree to you immediately. Please let me persuade me." The black-hat villager came forward again, smiled at the peddler and rushed to the peddler anxiously, "People Li, you are so capable, I have seen it all, so don't hide it."

"Lao Ba, just say what did you see?" Some villagers asked curiously.

The man in black hat slid his nose with his sleeve and said proudly: "Oh! You don't know that on the mountain that time, I was going downhill, and I saw two evil dogs blocking the front of the peddler Li. The dog barked a fierce man! I almost scared my soul away at that time, but what do you think? The peddler Li gestured with both hands and drew a circle in front of him. The two beasts spitted white foam and were as slimmed like mud!" He gestured from time to time, speaking vividly.

The girl held back her smile and looked around, and people were very impressed.

It seems that she was the only one who saw the trick. The man named Lao Ba said again: "Peopleman Li, just go to the Liu Mansion to help. Liu Mansion is the richest man in our Teng County, and you can't afford to offend him."

The next to him was also talking and coaxing, "Peopleman Li, Lao Ba said that you are possessed by a half-immortal, just show off your skills. Can Mr. Liu be so generous to you?"

The woman smiled slightly. The childcare's acting skills were quite good.

"You can't let the sir be in vain." As he said that, the butler of the Liu Mansion took out two ingots of 10 taels of ingots from his sleeve and placed them gently on the table.

When people saw the huge silver ingot, they immediately exclaimed enviously.

You know, these two ingots of silver are enough for the whole family of ordinary people to spend a year!

The woman looked at the young man again, but the peddler in a long blue gown didn't look at it. She directly reached out and pushed the silver back, saying in embarrassment: "I'm just a peddler. I can't accept this money, and Huang Xian is not easy to invite him."

The woman couldn't help but admire.

He raised the remuneration to the level of paying for money in just one sentence, and he was really confident.

"Oh! Prayer Li, don't be polite. How sincere is the Liu family? Moreover, the young master of the Liu family has been burned for several days. Saving a life is better than building a seventh-level pagoda. This is a good thing to accumulate good deeds!" The black-hat old eight put his hands in his sleeves and spoke.

"I'll give you three points of color, have you really opened a dyeing shop? If you don't agree, you won't think of going out today!" The servant named Ade walked forward fiercely with his muscled breasts again.

"Ade!" The housekeeper blocked Ade's chest with his arms crossed, scolded him angrily, then turned to the peddler, took out two more ingots of silver, and stuffed them back into the peddler's hands together, and smiled gently, "Sir, give it a try."

There was another burst of exclamation in the crowd.

The peddler stared at the four ingots of silver in a daze, then slowly looked up, and glanced at the faces in the room that were either expecting, envious, jealous, or threatening.

After a long time, he nodded reluctantly, "Okay, let's try it out, just whether it's OK or not--"

"Whether it's okay, as long as the sir does his best, we will be grateful to sir," Mr. Liu quickly continued, "If the young master's illness is cured smoothly, there will be a lot of thanks afterwards. Please follow us back home."

"No, Japan is not the time to force an immortal to invite a fairy today. There is nothing else to do about it all day," the peddler shook his head helplessly, "Butler Liu, are you a close friend of the young master?"

Butler Liu focused on the key point, "I take care of my daily life and illness when the young master is sick."

The peddler then leaned over and whispered to the outside, "My man, bring a small brazier."

"Hurry! Brazier! You need to be smaller!" The black-hat old Ba was afraid that the waiter would not hear clearly, so he hurriedly shouted loudly.
To be continued...