Yan Dynasty forbids cultivating immortals

The guests at the table by the window beckoned again.The wine warmer took a look at the lobby, the shopkeeper went into the back kitchen, Brother Yuan Bao was busy greeting the guests in the warm pavilion, and couldn't get away.The young man walked back and forth between the two jugs, carrying the jug of "care" wine, with a two-foot-wide cloth on his shoulders, imitating brother Yuanbao, and walked over in small steps.

Earlier, when the guest ordered wine, the shopkeeper sent a plate of fennel beans. Now that the wine bottle has bottomed out, only a few fennel beans have disappeared.The man was lying on the table in a daze, seemingly drunk but not drunk. The servant didn't know the order of the man, so he wanted to ask the guest officer if he would like another bowl or a pot. The guest stretched out two slender fingers, bent slightly, and clicked. Looking at the empty wine bottle.

When the boy was pouring wine, he looked at the faceless guest officer. He was wearing an old gray robe, which was cleanly washed, his hair was loosely tied with a strip of blue cloth, and the boots under his feet were new. The side against the wall was at the waist A long, narrow knife is hung on it, wrapped in a layer of gray cloth, only above the blade is exposed, and there is no name or taboo at all.

In troubled times, it is difficult for a good family, taxes are changed day and night, and those who are well-connected send their sons to the mountains to learn art. After coming and going, various sects and sects prosper. Even an unnamed mountain has to set up a green mountain gate, and the headless gang join in the fun.It's a pity that except for some well-known gangs who are the minions of eunuchs and powerful officials in the court, the rest are not good. The head blacksmith took the three-foot iron sword forged from the scraps, handed out a few pieces of silver, and then waved his hand, euphemistically saying that this group of disciples went on a tour and trial.

Naturally, this kind of money-losing business can’t be done for a long time. After a long time, everyone will see the way, so in addition to driving away a large group, it is natural to keep a few to expand the mountain gate. If you really want to enter the mountain gate, it will be hard work. The school uniform looks bluffing, even if he stays in the sect and waits to die, he can gain three to five catties every three months, so poor people always take advantage of this luck to raise money for preaching and teaching, and put their children Send it in, and those who really go in are gone, so those who have been traveled hold a handful of broken iron, gather together in small groups, eat and drink for free in the market, and moles the women of the people, the government can't control this A group of hooligans has gradually become a trend, walking around with swords and swords behind their backs, and when they encounter old enemies between sects, they will fight in a hypocritical way, and the spirit of chivalry has fallen to this point.

The boy is a distant cousin of the shopkeeper. He came from the countryside. He just started working today. I don’t remember much else. There are only two things. Just add water to the straw bag.This guest is dressed in an old robe and carries a sword on his back, he must be a straw bag.

The young servant filled the thin and graceful wine bottle, imitated Brother Bao, and shouted "Relax, guest officer", and turned to leave, but his belt was grabbed by those slender fingers.

"Guest officer, do you have any orders?" The boy backed up with his waist wrapped around his waist, the guest officer withdrew his two fingers and lazily got up from the table.Although the boy has never seen the world, when he saw this person's face, he still knew that he had misjudged the wrong person just now. Those eyes were fascinated and covered with a layer of sparkling water, like a layer of waves blowing on the surface of a blue lake, and his nose was straight. With deep eyes and a clear and handsome face, his demeanor seemed drunk but not drunk.

The man turned his eyes to the young servant, and smiled, "New here? Why don't you buy another bottle, it doesn't smell right."

The boy smiled shyly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

The boy came back with the wine bottle, and Yuan Bao just put away the dishes and went to the back kitchen. He knew what was going on at a glance, and shook his head and said, "You should be beaten."The boy muttered, "How do I know that wearing such poor clothes is a sign of the goods?"

It just so happened that the shopkeeper was standing in front of the counter, and the boy was poked with his finger as soon as he returned, "Use this parallel import to fool people?"

The little servant was very wronged, he was also a distant cousin anyway, why didn't he understand that he just came here, and besides, didn't he teach it?

The shopkeeper squinted at him, "Why? Feel wronged?"

The boy was silent.

"I'll give you the second lesson today. Listen carefully. If this chivalrous man comes again, he won't give you a penny. You will also give the best pear blossom brew to others, understand?"

The boy nodded his head, "Understood, Uncle Biao."

The guest just went back and forth to add wine, and when the sun went down, the tall pines in the distant mountains were covered with a layer of red borders, the guest threw silver on the table, and when the servant poured water into the wine warming tank, he saw the hem of his clothes Swing out from the threshold.

At night, Yuan Bao filled the stove in the lobby with charcoal, opened the tables and put them together, the servant hurriedly took the two of them out from the inside, and walked around to close the door.

It was chilly in early spring and the wind was still chilly. The boy pulled through the two doors, and glanced at Lan Yuan, the door diagonally across the closed gate.

"Brother Yuanbao, there is someone on the roof!"

Yuan Bao was spreading the bedding, without turning his head, "It's the Seven Heroes, don't make a fuss."

"Seven Heroes?"

Just on the fifteenth day, the moonlight poured down like horseshoes, illuminating the land of China brightly, and the servant's eyes were fixed, isn't this a daytime drinker?

After the lamp was blown, the quilt was pulled up to the neck, and the servant next to Yuan Bao was still tossing and turning.Kicking his legs but not daring to push hard, just moving back and forth while suppressing his voice, Yuan Bao squinted his eyes and couldn't sleep because of the disturbance, so he turned around, "You want to ask this wine drinker with a sword on his back, right?"

"Ah."

Yuan Bao tucked the edge of the quilt under his chin, "Then do you know how this tavern doesn't keep customers?"

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