The boss's wife's inn.

There were a few wine pots on Jingyao's table, but he didn't drink it. At this moment, his attention was all on Gao Ren. Gao Ren was sitting beside him, his eyes were empty and he didn't say a word, his head was hooked down with force, as if he was about to get into his chest before he could stop.

This made Jingyao feel very strange... so much so that after just a glass of wine was picked up, the mouth of the cup touched his lips and put it back on the table. If he had just behaved strangely, Jingyao would not have made such a fuss. After all, Gao Ren was a weird person, a madman. Crazy can always get linked to monsters, and the madman's behavior cannot be guessed by common sense. People eat, madman will eat shit, and people drink, and madman may hold a urine jar as a treasure.

The only difference is that Jingyao felt fear from Gao Ren. Everyone is afraid, and madman is no exception. When people have the mind and start to look at the world with their own eyes, the feeling of fear arises naturally and always accompany them. A person who lives in the world until he dies is definitely more fear than joy, and more sorrow than fear. It is really a helpless thing. However, if this sadness goes too far, either rejoice again or bad luck comes, or it will become a whirlpool that keeps pulling people down. If you fall in, you will be afraid.

Although fear is not complicated, unlike other emotions, it takes a long time to brew. Joy and sadness always have a moment of delicious food and get what you want, and they will laugh out loud immediately, and smile on their faces. Even a blind man can know that this person is really happy. The same is true for sorrow. At the last moment, the past came to my heart, and tears immediately burst out in my eyes. There is no gap in between, and many times, even I don’t know why this emotion comes so suddenly.

But Gao Ren's fear had no time to brew, nor did he accumulate. It was not like the rain in early spring that melted the ice and snow little by little, and the earth and branches revealed their original appearance, and then a piece of tender green gradually emerged. It was more like a person dancing on the extremely frozen ice surface. Suddenly the ice surface under his feet broke, and the biting cold and suffocation wrapped him from all directions like a tide. At this time, no matter whether it was struggling or calling for help, there was only endless despair.

Jing Yaozai carefully realized Gao Ren's feelings, and felt that the word fear was still a bit inappropriate, and despair was more appropriate. However, how could Gao Ren, a person who plays in the world, who is detached from the world and has always been unconventional in his work, suddenly feel desperate? Jing Yao felt something was wrong in his heart, but he really couldn't figure out what the problem was. After all, until he walked into this store, Gao Ren was still so uncontrollable, and even shouted loudly to ask the boss's wife to drink.

"drink wine?"

Jingyao asked.

He pushed his glass full of wine to Gao Ren. With the wine, the boss's wife also gave him two plates of side dishes, one plate of dried tofu, and one plate of Jingyao could not call his name, and it was not something he knew after coming to these five kingdoms.

Gao Ren did not answer or pick up the wine glass, so he let it stay alone on the table. Instead, he picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of dried tofu, and sent it to his mouth. After taking a small bite, he suddenly started to cough violently.

"Ahem..."

Gao Ren couldn't stop coughing, and his voice sounded quite heartbreaking. Today, he was about to hurriedly ask his subordinates to pour a bowl of white water, wanting Gao Ren to drink a few sips, so he was so angry. But Gao Ren waved his hands to Jing Yao repeatedly. His hands were already trembling with cough, but he still insisted, picked up the chopsticks tremblingly, picked up the dried tofu that had just dropped on the table, and put them into his mouth to chew.

When a person is chewing, his mouth must be closed. But Gao Ren's cough will not stop because he closes his mouth, so it turns into a muffled sound... as if it is about to come out of his nostrils and ears.

He finally swallowed the dried tofu, but with this swallowing, his cough stopped. Gao Ren patted his chest and breathed a long sigh of relief. Jing Yao's eyes narrowed, and he felt that the fear and despair on Gao Ren was much weaker than before. He glanced at the small plate of dried tofu on the table, which was only three pieces! But the quantity doesn't matter now, and Jing Yao didn't have the intention to complain about why the boss's wife was so stingy. Instead, he felt that this inconspicuous, three thin slices of dried tofu had the ability to dispel fear and despair?

As he thought about it, Jingyao also picked up the chopsticks and prepared to pick up a piece of dried tofu to taste what was unique. But when the chopsticks in his hand had just stretched forward three inches, Gao Ren was no longer as quick as possible, and picked up all the three pieces of dried tofu saved from the plate and put them in his mouth and chewed them.

When Jingyao saw this scene, she wanted to laugh inexplicably... The corners of his mouth tried to shirk back a few times, but she still couldn't laugh. Along the way, Jingyao was lazy, and the only time she cheered up was when she met the three guests in the altar garden. The rest of the time, either talked nonsense or was like a child, looking extremely interested in a tree and a grass on the roadside. But more time, she squinted her eyes, stumbled and staggered on the road as if she was drunk. She was so agility just now, but she never appeared once.

As things happened, Jingyao became more interested in the dried tofu. He wanted to shout at the back hall and ask the boss lady to make more dried tofu. But as soon as this was in his throat, his mouth was covered by Gao Ren's hand.

“Not delicious.”

Gao Ren said.

Jingyao finally laughed out loud this time, smiling very cheerfully.

A madman is indeed a madman!

You can forget the unreasonable fear because of eating a slice of dried tofu, and even knowing that it is not delicious, you still have to use your chopsticks to compete with Jingyao. Whether the dried tofu is delicious, Gao Ren should have known before he coughed. Only the madman will insist on eating all the things he doesn’t like and doesn’t taste good.

However, Jingyao was a little relieved that Gao Ren still reached out to stop him, which made Jingyao avoid the opportunity to eat something that was not delicious. Although Jingyao is a grasslander, and her life is bold and crazi, as long as she is a human, she will not like to eat something that is hard to eat. It is true that everyone knows that the rice is so fragrant and the shit is hard to eat.

"It's not delicious, why did you eat four pieces in a row?"

Jingyao asked after laughing enough.

At this time, his mood also improved. He picked up the glass of wine that he had poured out before and gave Gao Ren to drink it all.

"I tasted the fourth piece until I ate it, and found it was not delicious."

Gao Ren said.

Jingyao curled his lips, he didn't believe what Gao Ren said at all.

After all, he put the three pieces of dried tofu into his mouth, and there was no order at all. How could he tell the difference between two, three and four? But when he saw Gao Ren's serious face, he was unconsciously shaken...

"If it's not delicious, don't eat it. Let's have something delicious!"

Jingyao said relaxed and casually.

"Well... I have to eat more, the more I eat, the better, the better!"

Gao Ren nodded and said.

This made Jingyao very uncomfortable. Logically, Gao Ren should have made a sarcasm at this moment, and he would never just agree with his statement seriously. But Gao Ren did so, and his tone and expression made Jingyao have some associations...

He remembered that his mother was like this when she explained her funeral to him at the last moment of her life. Although it was about to come, his mother could not say a word to Jingyao. She just asked Jingyao to sit on the head of his bed, stretched out her hand to her head, and slid to her broad back. She kept going back and forth until her arms were completely exhausted and fell heavily on the bed.

Just now, Gao Ren said that he should eat more. His eyes when he was eating better were exactly the same as Jingyao's mother's dying eyes. He revealed his determination in his reluctance, but more of them were worried and confused...

From the beginning of Jingyao picking up the wine glass to now, after just one cup of tea, there have been so many changes on Gao Ren's body. Jingyao didn't know how to face it, so she could only call the boss lady to the back hall.

“What’s the need?”

The boss lady dragged her steps towards the hall, but she didn't see the person, so she heard the sound first. However, it sounded very coldly, which was not like the attitude a boss lady who opened a store should have. Jingyao was stunned at first, and then thought that there might be such a well-known shop near the mine, but the wine was not afraid of the deep alley. No matter what his attitude, wouldn't the boss lady have to eat and drink here? So she felt much more comfortable.

"What are some delicious foods here?"

Jingyao asked.

“Everything is very expensive!”

The boss lady walked from the back hall and said.

Her face turned slightly red, nearly ten feet away from Jingyao, but when she opened her mouth, Jingyao could still ask a smell of alcohol that came to her face.

Now there is a better explanation for the boss's attitude of ignoring her previous attitude. The person who is drinking must be unwilling to be disturbed. She drank with Li Junchang in the back hall. She was just getting drunk and was interrupted by Jingyao's shout before she could feel refreshed. However, no one would have a good face or a good temper.

When he heard the old bridesmaid's answer, Jingyao did not respond, but took out a silver note from his sleeve. His movements were very awkward... Although the clothes of the five kingdoms had been passed down for a few months, he still had no habits. Especially if he didn't understand why people from the five kingdoms liked to sew a pocket in their sleeves and put valuable items in them. When he first put on such clothes, Jingyao still retained his old habits, stuffed things into the lapels of his chest, or put them on his waist. But in this way, the clothes were inevitably distorted... Especially the bulging piles on his chest always attracted incredible gazes from others. He had to follow the local customs, imitate the people in the five kingdoms, and put them all into the pockets in the sleeves.

The denomination of this silver bill is not large, but it is also a full 100 taels. Jingyao is a little proud, after all, the silver is good no matter where he comes! Since he came to these five kingdoms from the grassland, every time he took out the silver bill, he would double the etiquette of the waiter and even the shopkeeper, and he was very enthusiastic. Although such happiness comes very vulgar, it is much better than the sorrow of having no money.

There are only two things that make men's headaches, money and women. When they have no money, they can't afford to eat or drink alcohol, so naturally there will be no women. But when there are too many women, money will go away in a hurry like water, and they will soon return to the days when they can't afford to eat or drink alcohol.

The boss's wife is a woman, and just takes over both conditions. But the scene that Jingyao imagined did not appear. The boss's wife turned a blind eye to the hundred taels of silver bills. She glanced at her indifferently, then withdrew her gaze and continued to look at Jingyao calmly.

Jingyao was a little embarrassed... and the only way to resolve this embarrassment was to take out another silver note. There was no other way.

When the second silver note of 100 taels fell off the table and before Jingyao could speak, the boss's wife drifted to the cabinet standing by the wall like a gust of wind. There was an extra key in her hand, and a red rope was tied to the key and a beautiful Ruyi knot. The whole movement was flowing, without any drag, and it made people look very pleasing and elegant.

“The best thing here is meat!”

The proprietress said, pointing at the cabinet.

However, Jingyao was sitting at the table, just blocked by the opened cabinet door, and she couldn't see clearly what was in the cabinet.

"horsemeat!"

The proprietress continued, taking out a hanging from the cabinet and holding it in her hand.

Jingyao became surprised in an instant! The grassland people like to eat horse meat the most, especially the smoked horse meat in the hands of the boss’s wife. Although most of the time, they eat more fresh meat, that is, meat that has not dried when the livestock is just slaughtered. Cut the bone-to-bone lamb into pieces, and put it in a pot with the head, belly, liver, heart, lung, etc. into a pot. After the water boils, skim off the floating foam, add an appropriate amount of salt, and cut the meat into small pieces after cooking. After using a knife to cut the meat on the bone into small pieces, grab it directly with your hands. As for bacon, it is often eaten in winter. Sprinkle salt on the reserved horse meat and smoke it on a wooden rack to make bacon like this in the hands of the boss’s wife. Bacon can be stored for a long time. When the livestock are in poor fat and cannot be slaughtered in winter, the stored bacon can effectively alleviate the lack of meat in the grassland people.

"This hanging meat is two hundred taels?"

Jingyao asked.

Although seeing smoked horse meat has already made him feel excited, Jingyao is not a fool... He can buy an extremely strong BMW that can travel hundreds of miles a day for 200 taels of silver. A hanging of bacon even a whole horse's legs is definitely not worth the price.

The boss's wife nodded to Jingyao.

After thinking for a while, Jingyao took out two silver notes from her sleeve. At this moment, the money on the table was already as much as 400 taels. There was no need for Jingyao to speak, and the boss's wife immediately took out a hanging of meat from the cabinet, carried it with both hands, and returned to the same way as the back hall.

Although the smoked horse meat here is really too expensive, Jingyao saw his subordinates looking so eagerly, but she had no choice. It was a little expensive, but when she thought of these subordinates who followed him to the five kingdoms, what was this little money worth?

The most difficult complex is lovesickness. This does not refer specifically to a relationship between a man and a woman. The attachment and longing for her hometown is also a kind of lovesickness.

Compared with smoked horse meat, Jingyao misses his own residence in the grassland more. In his long-term nomadic life and no fixed place, the grassland people have created tents that are convenient for relocation according to their needs. These tents can be roughly divided into two categories: one is tents that live in spring, summer and autumn, and the other is earthen houses, wooden houses or stone houses that live in winter.

The tent is a residence for the grassland humans who are suitable for the pastures in spring, summer and autumn. The structure is too complicated, but to make a tent, it requires extremely high professional handicrafts. The craftsmen who can make tents on the grassland have extremely high status, not even under the ministry of Jingyao. First, the lower part surrounded by fences is cylindrical, and the upper half is dome-shaped, so that they can effectively prevent wind, while the roll-pressed oil felt can prevent rainwater from dripping. Various components that form the tent frame wall, top circle, etc., are called carpenter work when people in the five kingdoms open. And those tents, tents, roof felts, door felts and various laces are completed independently by the female family living in the tent.

What must be found in each camp is a tripod for making tea.

Use three hardwood strips as feet, fix them in one piece with an iron clip, and set a hook in the middle. After the tripod is raised, the teapot is hung on the hook in the middle, and the bottom of the teapot can make tea. What Jingyao is most satisfied with is a large wooden bed in his tent, with all the carvings on it, with different shapes and colors. Since he left the grassland, no bed in these places he has traveled to makes him feel comfortable...

The smell of the boss's wife cooking meat in the back hall soon dissipated. Jingyao closed her eyes and took a deep breath with her eyes closed. He hadn't smelled this rich and pure bacon scent for a long time, so that the sudden reappearance on the tip of her nose made Jingyao feel a little unfamiliar.

Although the mines in Zhenbeiwang Realm are also extremely empty and remote, completely different from the prosperous market. The continuous wind and sand seemed to have woken up the dream of the north of the Pass, and also brought Jingyao back to the midsummer of the grassland royal court. The infinite longing grew and spread like wild grass after the Jingzhe. But in order to protect the beauty in his heart, he could only be paralyzed and intoxicated by the footsteps of the far away. If a person has never left his hometown, he will never experience the taste of homesickness. Unfortunately, the wind has come to the dream, and the water in a foreign land is not as sweet as the full moon in his hometown... The desolate two people should be the same after the separation, and the most resentment is the bright and resentful moon. The beauty in my memory is now desolate after the separation, but it is so desolate that it is so desolate that people are unbearable...

The boss's wife quickly cooked the smoked horse meat and put it on the plate to serve it on the table, so that Jingyao was very suspicious whether the meat was cooked. He inserted a chopstick into the meat in the plate, so that he could not only check whether the meat was cooked or not, but also see if it was rotten. As the saying goes, good wine and rotten meat. No matter what the meat is, it will taste the best after it is cooked! Unexpectedly, as soon as the chopsticks touched the meat, it was like a slumber and inserted it straight down. Jingyao then reached out with satisfaction and prepared to feast.

"Eating meat here is less atmosphere after all!"

Jin Peng, who was sitting aside, suddenly spoke.

After hearing this, Jingyao looked up at him, wondering what this sentence meant.

"The large piece of meat should be served with a large bowl of wine, and you should not sit in this room to eat. Of course, you should drink and eat hotly in the camp tent around the warm fire!"

Jin Peng continued.

After hearing this, Jingyao put down the meat piece in her hand, wiped it on the table with both hands, and looked at Jin Peng calmly. He knew that his identity seemed to have been discovered by this man, and there was nothing to refute at the moment. In such a remote place in the mine, life was nothing at all. Jingyao moved his right hand silently under the table, slowly lifting the hem of the clothes, revealing the handle of the scimitar hidden inside.

But he was very surprised how Jin Peng saw through his identity as a grassland man... If it were just his love for smoked horse meat or the way he grabbed the meat with his hands, it should be impossible to be sure. It is precisely because of this that Jing Yao still had a last hesitation in his heart. This hesitation was reflected in reality, that his hand did not immediately hold the blade tightly.

But since Jin Peng dared to say it so directly, he was sure of something. Compared with others, his understanding of the grassland people was extraordinary. After all, since he left the Zhongduanxing Department, no one was so clear about his experience. The things that Jin Peng talked to others were often one of the eight thousand lies he told about him. Lies were to cover up the stories, and those were just stories that belonged to him, and he did not tell others about him. Even Yue Di was not good, at least he had no such thoughts so far.

The sunset of the grassland royal court is more vast than that of the Zhenbei King Realm and the Dingxi King Realm. Especially in autumn, the grassland has turned into a piece of loess, and the entire land is blurred by the late autumn evening breeze. If you don’t have enough eyesight, even a horse or a wolf will be stuck in the face, let alone a person lying on the ground and motionless.

The wind and sand in Zhenbeiwangyu Mine has been blowing like this all year round, which makes people already used to it, but the wind on the grassland always whistles whistling by, making it extremely restless. All this can't help but want to escape from here as soon as possible, and the grassland people did this. Now there is almost no one here, and most of the grassland people have put away their tents and walked on the way to the transition.

Just as the howling wind sounded, I suddenly felt a groan. Following this sound, it was not difficult to see a figure twisting on the yellow ground. The clothes he was wearing were also yellow, like the sand and turf blown by the wind.

Jin Peng struggled with great difficulty to sit up, but in fact his body could only support the pillars and let him crawl forward for a short distance. Of course, this is his own idea. When people are happy, their cognition is always extremely inaccurate. Especially Jin Peng's breathing is heavy and short, and it is obviously injured. But no matter what the reason is, it will be very serious to make a person lie on the ground and squirm and twist. Moreover, this seriousness has made Jin Peng, who has always loved life and liked life, feel that he will leave this world forever, and even look forward to leaving soon, because he can't bear this pain...

Jin Peng felt that the pain was gradually disappearing... This is not a good sign! If he could not even feel the pain, he would be considered to be not far from death. Although he was thinking about dying quickly and ending these pains, when death was really approaching, he was reluctant to leave. At this moment, he lost the strength to struggle, and the only thing he could move was perhaps his spirit and mind.

However, when Jin Peng thought that his hope of living had not yet reached, he had not yet done what he missed day and night. With this great reluctance, his fingers were regained vitality. But the two slender fingers could not change anything, nor could they hold up his heavy body forward or stand up. Speaking of which, Jin Peng really didn't know how he suffered such serious injuries, nor how he came here after he was injured. But his mind began to think about his enemies in detail. After he left the headquarters of the Zhongdu Qunjian Office, there was very few people he met. Even if someone made a noise that he had left Zhongdu City, it would be useless, because the people who had the deepest hatred with him were all in the imperial prison of the Qunjian Office, and they could not hurt him at all. Along the way, except for meeting a group of strong men and two thieves, there was no chance to let him do something bad.

You should know that doing good things is slow and requires many prerequisites. However, bad things are very simple, and only a moment of thought can be done. However, Jin Peng has never even moved such thoughts once, but he was still plotted against. The place where he was injured was not the flesh, nor the muscles, but the inner part. He was poisoned, but this is much fatal than being stabbed by a sword, and even the wound cannot be seen. Moreover, this detoxification is also a troublesome thing. If you don’t know what poison the other party has put, the poison will be solved. Unless there is really an immortal here, giving him a breath of immortal energy and feeding a pill of immortal pill is useful.
To be continued...