If you don't farm, you will be smashed [End Times]

Brother Nan was not angry when he was scolded, he laughed a few times, and went to Xia Chen's side to please him and said, "Uncle, buy me a steamed pancake, I didn't eat enough last night, and I didn't dare to let go of it in the morning , I’m starving to death.”

The uncle is the most knowledgeable in the family, since the uncle said that the money is enough, it must be enough, Brother Nan got the right words, so he didn't panic at all, and smiled and begged Xia Chen for food.

"Go." Xia Chen touched a few scattered silver coins and gave him: "Don't buy steamed cakes, you don't mind wasting your teeth, look at the food under the kitchen with soup, and buy one for me."

The money he spends now is actually exchanged from the space. The service fee for summer copper plates is high, but the supporting services are very good. Whether he needs gold, silver or copper coins, he can exchange them for him, and silver coins are also acceptable. It's very convenient to use in a box.

There is really no shortage of money. After the snow buried the city, Liu Si and people from the General's Mansion came and wanted them to live in the General's Mansion, but Xia Chen was thinking about Wen Shu's words, so he said he would come to him.

The bad thing is that the trumpet flower has no energy, and it is snowing heavily, and there is nowhere to recharge it. The two have not been in touch for several days, and Xia Chen doesn't know what's going on with him.

So Xia Chen didn't dare to go to the General's Mansion with Liu Si, he only left the address of the inn, if Wen Shu came to find him, it would be bad if he couldn't see him.

He refused to move into the General's Mansion, Brother Nan listened to him, but later the General's Mansion sent some warm clothes made of high-quality fur, and Xia Chen accepted them.

Not long after Brother Nan went down, he ran back excitedly: "Uncle, today I have chicken noodle soup, I've ordered a meal, and we'll have that for dinner."

"Okay." Xia Chen patted his nephew's head and said with a smile, "If there is chicken, I'll buy you one."

"Thank you, uncle!" Brother Nan smiled happily. This silly boy has always had food to worry about.

After reading in the room for a while, Xia Chen packed up and went to the lobby for dinner when it was time for dinner.

When I couldn't go out two days ago, the lobby was always full of people during the day, and the students talked one by one. The Guangwen Club could open three halls at the same time, and even quarreled when it was open.

Later they found out that they had to drink water when they talked too much. Tea used to be too expensive, but now they could hardly afford plain water, so the lobby became deserted within a few days.Occasionally, the students who live in the middle and upper houses order a pot of tea and a few snacks, and have a small meeting, full of superiority.

Xia Chen never participated in it. Brother Nan told him that when he heard someone say that he was fake and lofty and his eyes were high above his head, Xia Chen just smiled and said gossip behind his back. Is this what a gentleman does?It is enough for him to know his character.

Having said that, although Xia Chen doesn't fit in well, his popularity is not too bad. He just doesn't participate in gatherings and activities. He always smiles when he sees people, treats people politely, and doesn't speak ill of others behind their backs. Yes, most people can nod and say hello when they see it.

There are many people gathered in the lobby during dinner time. The weather is too cold to buy carbon. If you take it to eat indoors, you will have to eat cold food after a while. It is better to eat hot food as soon as it is served in the lobby.

When Xia Chen and Brother Nan went down, there were no vacant tables in the lobby. Xia Chen found someone who usually talked a few words to set up a table, and waited for the waiter to bring the chicken soup noodles. After Xia Chen asked, let The guy served a plate of boiled chicken to Brother Nan.

Due to the heavy snowfall, most of the supplies in the Imperial Capital have been blocked. Although it is not impossible to eat, it is no longer possible to order wantonly like in the past. You can only see what you can buy in the kitchen that day.

"Uncle, I'll give you the chicken legs." A plate of white-cut chicken was actually only half a chicken. Brother Nan dutifully gave the chicken legs to Xia Chen, and took a piece of chicken breast to eat deliciously.

Xia Chen smiled slightly, it was not in vain to hurt this kid, he pushed the plate in front of Brother Nan, and said, "I can't sleep if I eat too much oil at night, you ate it all."

Brother Nan does not doubt that there is him, his uncle is very particular, and it is normal to have any strange habits.So he simply picked up the plate, poured the whole thing into his own bowl, and ate it all.

Although all food prices have increased, they did not cut too much in terms of portion size. After a big bowl of chicken noodle soup, Xia Chen would be very full, but Brother Nan still seemed a little insufficient. He added two steamed cakes.

The steamed cakes made in the inn kitchen probably steamed a big pot at a time, so they were served in a short time. Brother Nan picked one up, and whispered to Xia Chen while eating, "It's not as delicious as my mother's big meat buns."

Xia Chen squinted at him: "Eat your food, don't talk."

At this time, pasta is made with dead noodles. Noodles are okay, like steamed cakes. Naturally, there is no dough. .

The steamed cakes in the inn had probably been processed, and they were much tastier than the ones he had eaten in Qingyang County, but they were not as delicious as the meat buns.

Brother Nan stopped talking and buried his head in eating the steamed cakes. Xia Chen was a little overwhelmed and didn't want to move, so he just sat beside him and waited for him to finish eating.

Brother Nan had just finished eating a steamed pancake when there was a sudden knock on the door. Although it was not too late, the door had been tightly closed for the past few days because the inn was full and it was extremely cold outside. So, the guys buy from the back door.

The sudden knock on the door caught everyone's attention. The shopkeeper poked his head behind the counter and called a sturdy guy to open the door.

The clerk pushed open the big wooden bolt behind the door and opened the door with a slit. A gust of cold wind came in through the crack of the door. The clerk put his face on the crack of the door and took a look, then turned his head and shouted at the shopkeeper: "The shopkeeper is here!" , a few monks."

"Monk?" The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and said, "I want them to come in."

The clerk opened the door halfway, and several big monks came in immediately, all of them were pale from the cold, and even their bald heads seemed to be freezing to reflect the light.

Xia Chen glanced curiously, then hissed softly, and quickly called his little friend to come and see the beauty: "Ban'er, look quickly, that master is too good-looking."

No wonder Xia Chen was ignorant, among the few monks who came in, only one was slightly older, with white beard and hair, a sick face, and was supported by someone.The others were all young monks, and the monk who caught Xia Chen's attention was in his twenties, and he really looked good.

Xia Chen himself is good-looking, and his family's Zijian can rely on his face to make a living, but this young monk is a kind of good-looking who is completely different from them.

The eyebrows are long and showy, the eyes are twinkling peach pupils, the tails of the eyes are slightly raised, all of them are exquisite, the nose and cherry lips are exquisite, and a small mole under the left eye adds a bit of charm.

Such a slightly enchanting appearance, but this monk's aura is as clean as fresh rain from the empty mountains. Even though his face is pale from the cold, he still has a calm smile on his face, like a Buddha child smiling under a bodhi tree.

[Why do you only call this monk Master?Last time you went to Baocheng Temple, you just said monk directly. ]

"Then you don't have to ask, he's pretty!" Yan Gou Xia Chen said confidently, "It's the first time I see such a good-looking monk, what's wrong with calling him a master?!"

[Why do you always pay attention to men's looks?On the day you went shopping, I found several beautiful women secretly looking at you, reminding you that you ignored me. ]

"Hey...Xia Tongban, your thoughts have gone astray." Xia Chen turned into an educator in seconds: "I don't just pay attention to men's looks, but the two most good-looking men I've seen. It's a man. Besides, I'm so good-looking, it doesn't bother others to look at me a few times, and I can't respond to them, so why bother with them? Otherwise, I wouldn't be a scumbag."

While Xia Chen was chatting with Xia Tongban, he was watching the movement of several monks, and many people in the lobby were also watching.

After the shopkeeper passed by, he quickly understood the situation. It turned out that these monks were the masters of Ling'an Temple, which is a little far away from the imperial capital. They were invited to perform rituals in the city ten days ago. After the rituals, the master, that is, the old monk, had a fever and fell ill. , stayed for two days and stayed at the home of a certain believer.

Who would have thought that there would be a problem with this stay, the city was sealed off by heavy snow, and the old monk was still ill, so they couldn't go out.When the monks go out, where do they bring any luggage, dry food, etc. If they are not going to the wilderness, they will not bring too much, and the families of the believers are not very rich, so they don’t feel bad about giving some food, rice and noodles on weekdays, but now everything in the city They are all increasing in price, and how can they afford to pay for a few more monks.

These few monks are not blind, and they go out for alms every day, but in the current situation in the city, their clothes are thin and the cloth shoes on their feet are not waterproof, so they can't walk too far, otherwise they might freeze to death in the snow In the field.

Seeing that the old monk's illness has not recovered, the believers gradually stopped sending food. The food they got from alms was given to the old monk as much as possible, and the others could only be hungry, hoping to wait for the snow to stop.

As a result, the heavy snow did not stop for seven days. The old monk’s medicine was fried several times, and the medicine dregs were gone. The young monks had no choice but to come out to seek medical treatment, but the believers refused to let them leave the old monk at home. , afraid that it would be unlucky for him to die at home.

So the monks were kicked out like this, and they took turns carrying the old monk on their backs along the way, went to the medicine shop and knocked on the door, ran to a few and only knocked on one, and finally grabbed a pair of medicine for them to cure the wind and cold, and then closed the door up.

Needless to say, the reason for finding the inn is that for those who are staying overnight, each family is looking for a private house. The possibility of staying overnight is too small, so they can only try their luck at the inn, otherwise they will probably freeze to death if they stay outside. up.

After hearing this, the shopkeeper showed hesitation. The believer was afraid that the old monk would die at home, and he was also afraid that the old monk would die in his inn. Then he could still do business.

"My... masters, look, I'm fully booked, and I can't even spare a room, why don't you go to another house and ask?"

"Benefactor, my master can't stand the cold anymore, we don't need a house, just stay in the lobby." A round-faced monk begged immediately.

"This..." The shopkeeper showed embarrassment. His mother was a Buddhist. Although he didn't believe it, he was in awe. If he just drove a few monks out like this, he might really send them to death.

"Benefactor..." The round-faced monk waited to ask again, but the old monk suddenly interrupted him: "Forget your words, keep silent."

The round-faced monk shut up obediently, and the old monk gave a salute to the shopkeeper, saying: "Almighty, a natural disaster has come suddenly, I think this disaster seems to have future troubles, although my disciples are young, they can learn some skills, maybe Some help, I hope the benefactor can take them in, just cover them with a tile."

The shopkeeper was startled, still digesting the words of the old monk, the young monks had already started arguing: "No, master, where are you going?"

"I have my own place to go." The old monk lowered his brows and narrowed his eyes, his expression indifferent.

Everyone was silent, knowing that the old monk was aware of the shopkeeper's concerns, and wanted to leave the other monks by himself.

"Shopkeeper, just leave them here." A diner in the lobby shouted, probably a Buddhist believer on weekdays.

One person made a sound, followed by several others, and some just watched but didn't speak, or muttered meddling in their own business. In the end, the shopkeeper gritted his teeth, but he still couldn't ruthlessly drive them away, and even the old monk stayed behind.

Although they said they could live in the lobby, the shopkeeper asked if they could spare beds for these monks.

He mainly asked about the lower house and Datong shop. Although the accommodation conditions in the middle and upper houses are better, those who live in this kind of house often spend this money because they are unwilling to live with others.On the contrary, it is more likely to make room for the lower part and the Datong bunk, because in order to accommodate more people in this kind of room, the beds are made very large, especially the Datong bunk.

After the shopkeeper asked the question, two scholars who left the room soon expressed that they could take in two monks, and the Datong shop also vacated three places, but there was still one bed short.

The shopkeeper was about to ask again, but he heard a rough voice: "Shopkeeper, there is room in our room."

The shopkeeper was overjoyed, and the monks were about to thank her, but the big man who made the noise teased, "It's a pleasure to let this beauty live with our brothers."

Everyone's expressions changed, and the young monks were even more angry. Some scholars reprimanded: "Dirty thoughts are insulting to gentlemen."

The big man is Luo Hu. He slapped the table and stood up. A group of strong men stood up behind him. They were jointly invited by several small trading houses to escort the goods. It was also a waste of time. Everyone in the trading company, including the guards, was trapped in the Inn.

These people usually have something to do, but when they have nothing to do, they can’t vent their energy. The inn is getting more and more expensive, the owner of the business is reluctant to spend more money, and the food for them is getting less and less. Machine trouble.

Xia Chen, a scholar who speaks out, knows him. His name is Jiang Xinli. He has a somewhat pedantic personality, but he is a good person.He was taken aback by this posture, but still refused to give in, and stared at them with his neck straightened, but Xia Chen saw that his legs under the table were already shaking.

Holding down Brother Nan who was full of anger and wanted to jump, Luo Hu laughed wantonly, walked to Jiang Xinli's table swaggeringly, grabbed the steamed cakes he hadn't finished eating, and started chewing.

"You, you..." Jiang Xinli is just a poor scholar. Although he doesn't live in a Datong shop, he is only a servant, and he still lives with others. He had no choice but to eat less to cut down on expenses. After Luo Hu ate his steamed pancakes, he could only starve.

"You what you!" Luo Hu pushed him, and said disdainfully: "What did you say about me just now, please say it again louder!" He raised his big fist to scare Jiang Xinli.

"You wait, after the snow stops, I will drag you to see the official!" No matter how poor Jiang Xinli is, he is also a scholar. He can pass the exam and is respected by people in his hometown. Of course he couldn't bear it.

"Take me to see the official?!" Luo Hu laughed maniacally: "Okay, I will pay you whatever the official wants you to do, let alone a steamed cake, I will pay you ten!"

Only then did everyone know what his plan was. He grabbed some food, not to mention whether the officials would open this court for a few steamed cakes. , no matter what.

But if he succeeds this time, before the snow stops, this person may wantonly snatch other people's food in the inn.

Sure enough, after Luo Hu finished speaking, a dozen or so strong men behind him laughed and went to find the target, and started to grab it.

"This, how can this be good..." The shopkeeper became confused when he saw it, and immediately wanted to call the buddy, Luo Hu sneered and said: "Don't be confused, shopkeeper, my brother didn't touch you, You don’t have to worry about what you sell.”

These people obviously didn't do it on a whim, and their targets were all single, thin and thin scholars with ordinary family background and no background.

And although this inn has been around for a long time and the conditions are okay, it is not the best inn in the imperial capital, otherwise there would be no Datong shop, so among the residents, there are not any very prominent officials' children. Most of them are big merchants or students from wealthy families.

Luo Hu and the others deliberately avoided those who were not easy to provoke, and only picked out those who were easy to bully, and they even robbed several people in a row.

"Amitabha." The old monk suddenly chanted the Buddha's name, and several young monks rushed up to stop Luo Hu and the others as if they had heard the order.

Xia Chen took advantage of the situation and shouted: "Are we fools? When they are all robbed, it will be our turn."

Others also reacted. A rich student named Cen Lin brought two guards and asked them to help with anger on his face. Shouting to the buddy, Xia Chen let Brother Nan out and saw him excitedly catching a big man and confronting him.

Xia Chen hid aside, casually grabbed a handful of peanuts on the table next to him, and then took out two rubber bands and collapsed them on his fingers.

The rubber band was drawn by him in a certain lottery, and it was a big bag. He didn't use it to tie his hair, so he simply developed many other functions.

When he was practicing slingshot, he had a whim to learn from film and television dramas, using his fingers to make a bow body and using a rubber band to practice the head. Because it was a slingshot and he had already practiced it well, so he got started very quickly. Although it is not as good as using a slingshot directly, but Within the distance from the lobby, you can get nine out of ten.

The elastic of the rubber band is average, and the texture of the peanut is not strong enough. Xia Chen can only hit his face. At such a close distance, he can hit every shot accurately. The peanut balls that bounce past hurt, but they will not hurt people, and they are easy to hit. Interfering with the group of big men's attention, dodging for fear of being hit in the eye.

More than a dozen big guys have been trained seriously. Although Xia Chen and his team have more people, they were evenly matched for a while. Xia Chen found that the good-looking young monk had very good skills.After observing carefully for a while, he turned his head to look at Brother Nan again, and was surprised to find that there was something similar between the moves of the two of them.

When these big guys planned, they probably didn't expect to attract such a big resistance. Some people hesitated and provoked public anger. After the snow stopped, did they really want to go to the government for a bite?On the other side, there are more and more people joining in, maybe they dare not do it directly, kicking and tripping sneakily is enough to disturb people.

This went up and down, and soon some of Luo Hu's subordinates gave up their resistance and were trapped. The shopkeeper asked the buddies to bring ropes and tied them up, one by one, until Luo Hu also collapsed from exhaustion.

The entire lobby was in a mess, the tables and chairs were lying on the ground, and more than a dozen strong men were tightly tied up. All the people who participated in the battle were more or less injured, especially the few who were thin and aggressive. The scholars rushing in had bruised noses and swollen faces, but they were all in high spirits.

"Send them to the officer!"

"Yes, such villains must be severely punished!"

The crowd was excited, and everyone shouted to send Luo Hu and others to meet the officials, so some people held the ropes to bind them, and some volunteered to open the door. When the door opened, they were blown in the face by the wind and snow, and everyone took a look outside. There was a vast expanse of whiteness, and then it became quiet.

"This...the government probably didn't open the door."

"How do we get there?" I don't know if I will come back after going out.

"Why don't we forget it first, wait until the snow stops."

At the end of the discussion, everyone decided to keep Luo Hu and others tied up. The merchants who originally hired them wanted to draw a clear line with them at this time, but since they hired them, they couldn't starve them to death, so in the future They still have to pay for food.

"I have the medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis. I'll go and get it. You can get it yourself if you need it." Xia Chen said.

Thanks again to Xia Tongban for his all-encompassing prize pool. He not only has Yunnan Baiyao spray, but also a box of safflower oil.The spray is in the family medicine box, and the safflower oil is directly extracted. Xia Chen will find a container for these things that may be used in advance.

Pretending to go upstairs to the room to get medicine, Xia Chen quickly closed the door and entered the space to find a small jar of medicine, took a jar out, and told everyone how to use it.

Brother Nan opened the jar first, and immediately turned his face away from the smoke: "Uncle, what does this medicine smell like!"

"What good taste can medicine have?" Xia Chen pulled him over and gave a demonstration to everyone first, poured some safflower oil on his hands, and rubbed violently on Brother Nan's bruised and swollen calf.

There was Xia Chen as a demonstration, and other injured people, some came over curiously and asked for some medicine to rub themselves, while others disliked the strong smell of the medicine and refused to use it. Two of Cen Lin's guards were also injured, and they didn't dislike the smell after asking for the medicine Da, after sniffing and smelling, finally tried it, nodded and said: "It is indeed a good medicine."

He also came to manage Xia Chen to buy it. Xia Chen reasoned that it was a homemade potion, and he sent them away because he didn't bring much.

After that, everyone scattered and left, some sat together to talk about what happened just now, and some went back to the room to rest.The shopkeeper asked the guys to help up the tables and chairs with a sad face, and all the smashed dishes were recorded on the heads of Luo Hu and the others, and decided to wait for the official to claim compensation.

A wealthy resident ordered food for the monks. It was just a simple steamed cake. The monks thanked them and sat in the corner to eat. The shopkeeper asked the waiter to bring a pot of hot water. "How can this master be arranged tonight?"

It's not that we can't make room for him, it's just that his appearance is really troublesome, once Luo Hu said it, even if others don't have that idea, it's not easy to ask him to live with him.

The handsome monk said calmly: "Thank you, benefactor, can I stay in the lobby tonight?"

"It...it's not impossible, it's just that the charcoal basin was removed at night, and the lobby is so cold." The shopkeeper said.

"No problem."

"Go and live in my room." Xia Chen said suddenly: "I'll go live with my nephew, my room will be vacated, and I will give it to this little master."

Xia Chen has been thinking about why a monk's boxing kung fu is similar to that of brother Nan, or the kung fu routine of the general's mansion, but his brothers are all simple and unpretentious Shaolin Changquan. .

But the little monk didn't look like a bad guy, so Xia Chen thought he could help out, anyway, he couldn't chat with Zi Jian now that it was too late, farming or something, he would look for Nan Geer when he was not in the room during the day Just enter the space.

"My little monk's name is Wangchen, how dare I ask the benefactor's name?" the little monk asked.

"My surname is Xia, my first name is Chen, and I have no characters."

Brother Nan came over and introduced himself with a smile: "I have the same surname as my uncle, you can call me Brother Nan."

Wangchen pursed his lips and smiled slightly, he was taken aback by Brother Nan.

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