"I love my wife, can't it be!" The other party was a little embarrassed and immediately changed the subject, "But this time I went out, I heard a joke, which was related to the origin of onion, ginger and garlic, and it is said that it has been a long time."

"oh?"

After all, the other party is a customer in his store at this moment, so it is not easy to force him too much. Of course, it may be because the wife of the shop owner Zhao next to him gave him a fierce look. So the shop owner did not continue to make fun of it, but raised his eyebrows and said to the local diner:

"What joke? Let me tell you? I have never heard of such a thing for so many years. If you talk well, add half a cup of rice wine to you."

"Hey, I'll be energetic when I have a lottery."

The other party's tone became excited instantly. He put the chopsticks on the table, put the tip of the chopsticks on the edge of the plate, and began to tell the jokes he heard:

"Legends say that there are no onions, ginger, and garlic in the world. People can only use mustard, pepper, sugar, soy sauce, rice vinegar, etc. to make rice, especially fish stewed meat, which is far less convenient and delicious than it is now, and often can only be stewed until it is so thin that it can be used to taste and eliminate evil."

"As a result, one year the world was in trouble, with a severe drought in the north and a heavy flood in the south. All the people in the world were not doing well, lacking food and clothing, and struggling to survive. The various places were affected at the same time, and the court had no spare time to allocate grain and silk relief - after all, they had to be allocated places that would never be affected."

"The Central Plains, Jiangnan, northwest, and southwest have not escaped. Only Shu still has surplus grain, but it is too difficult to transport it out. There is little land in southern Xinjiang that is difficult to cultivate, and it is only enough to eat and use it yourself. Although I tried my best to transport it out, it was a drop in the bucket."

"So a god on the mountain stood on the top of the peak and looked around. He found that the world was so miserable. He was surprised and couldn't bear it. He put two treasures on his face and flew to the junction of the north and south? He began to eliminate disasters and provide disaster relief."

"He turned into an old man? He carried a big gourd. The gourd was a treasure? He could hold the three rivers and five seas? He could turn the turbid waves into clear streams. He turned into an old man's god, and he also carried a piece of vegetable, meat pie and steamed rice cake. Walking in the mortal world. There are disaster victims everywhere in the world, but he just walked around? He specifically looked for the places where the disaster victims gather."

"In the place where floods gather? He lifted the gourd and sucked all the floods into the ground. In the place where droughts were raging, he looked for dry lakes, rivers and canals? Heavy the gourd? Clean water sprayed out and filled it in an instant."

"And whenever he arrives at a certain place, he will first share the vegetables, meat pies and steamed rice cakes in his hands to the victims. Those who like rice in the south will give rice cakes, and those who like noodles in the north will give cakes. And it is strange? No matter how you divide the cakes and cakes, you can't finish them, and everyone can eat enough? And the cakes and cakes are not reduced."

"As a family, three brothers? They were originally small landlords, but they were completely destroyed by disasters. They also became victims. They were usually used to taking advantage of tricks and robbing them. After eating the food given by the old man transformed by the gods, they became interested and fell in love with the treasure in his hand."

"After all, the cakes and cakes that can't be finished, no matter how you eat, they are all priceless treasures. They have never seen the power of gourds, but they should be a good object in total. So they thought of making up a knife and following them."

"When they arrived at a remote place, the three brothers rushed up and pressed the old man down together, and began to rob. The eldest brother took out his clothes and grabbed his luggage. The second brother picked up a stone and wanted to smash the old man's head, while the third brother picked up a knife and looked at his feet and chopped it. As a result, the gods were furious, and the three brothers turned into plants at that time."

"The eldest turned into onions, so from then on, people always peeled the onions first when they ate them; the second turned into garlic, and since then, people liked to use a knife to smash them with small garlic mallets when they ate them; the third turned into ginger, and from then on, people always cut them from one end when they ate them."

After saying that, the diner picked up the chopsticks again, happily picked up a piece of black fungus, and put it in his mouth to chew it.

There were still a few people in the room, all of whom quietly put down their chopsticks and listened to the story without interrupting. The owner also stood quietly in place, only Fang Chang sat in front, eating fish and sausage without making any noise - he was also listening to the story.

"It's so good! Old Wu, you are more interesting than what the storyteller said!"

A diner came to his senses, and he clearly knew the storyteller, so he picked up his thumbs up and praised him.

The storyteller named Wu smiled complacently, and then began to be modest: "Hehe, I heard it from other places."

The owner walked to the side silently, took out a small cup full of homemade rice wine, and gently took it over:

"It's really good, this is the promised wine."

The diner named Wu was very happy and took it over and took a sip: "It's so delicious. I usually don't have the money to buy this."

A diner next to him teased him and said, "Is your wife too strict in charge? Should she not give pocket money? Or should she go back with alcohol and be kicked? Or are there both?"

The diner surnamed Wu didn't care at all and stumbled on his neck as a disdainful response, so everyone laughed.

The owner praised:

"What he told is not a joke. The story is really good. It also teaches people not to do evil things. I will tell my baby grandson to tell you to listen carefully to it." Everyone nodded in agreement and said they wanted to go back and talk to their family members.

The shop owner turned his head and suddenly saw the gourd around Fang Chang's waist, and joked:

"This guest official also carries a gourd, and it won't be as magical as the immortal in the story, right? Can he hold the three rivers and five seas and turn the turbid waves into clear streams? Haha."

Fang Chang smiled, picked the gourd off, raised it and shook it:

"Just a gourd for wine."

The shop owner laughed and bowed slightly to the crime, saying that he was just a joke.

Fang Chang naturally didn't care. He had eaten all the fish and meat on the plate at this time and did not add any more rice.

He tied the gourd back to his waist, took out two hanging coins, and posted the account to the shop owner. Fang Chang sorted out the backpack and Lingquan sword behind him, and asked the shop owner Zhao:

"Shopkeeper, how should I go south here? Where can I go?"

"Do you want to go south?" The shop owner fell into thought, then shook his head and said, "That's not easy to walk. Not to mention the main road, there are almost no small roads. The official road at the door turned to the west not far away. Look--"

He pointed out the window and said:

"That mountain is Bayun Mountain. It is extremely high and difficult to cross the steep. There is no road to go. Even those who enter the mountain to collect herbs will not go deeper and have to come back. Bayun Mountain is densely filled with dense forests, and poisonous insects and beasts are emerging one after another. It is a life-and-death matter to go too deep and cannot be passed. Therefore, the roads around this are all east-west, and there is no familiar road to go south."

"If the guest wants to go south, he or she will walk west for hundreds of miles or go northeast. There is a harbor a few hundred miles away, and you can take a boat to go around the sea. This is a practice that only happened in two hundred years. If you go further, you can only go around the west."
Chapter completed!