The county magistrate has no time to save the world

Chapter 23

'This brat, is he really such a genius?Back then, I learned the art of luck kneading for a whole month, so how many days has he learned it? ’ The old beggar hesitated until the flagon was hanging in the air.

Zheng Nian turned his head to look at the old beggar, and hummed, "How is it? Not bad!"

The old beggar was amazed in his heart, but his face was still cynical, he raised his head to drink, and said coldly, "Tch, I learned this kind of pediatric trick when I was young."

"The wine is gone, I'll go find some wine." Zheng Nian didn't care about the old beggar's evaluation, he hurried into the temple, and ended up meeting Chen Xuan'er who came out.

"Huh? Why did you come out?" Zheng Nian stood at the door.

Chen Xuan'er brought several younger brothers, each of whom was holding a jar of wine, while she was holding a tray with chicken, leg of lamb, and several cooked side dishes on it.

A small table was placed outside the back door, and the six jars of wine and dishes were stacked up. Chen Xuan'er seemed to see what Zheng Nian was thinking at a glance, so she walked over and took out a zither from her cuff. sachet.

"Brother, I still had some money when I left the Chen Mansion, so I took it with me, and now I give it to you. I used the money to buy everything."

Zheng Nian was greedy for food and drink, and the old beggar was greedy for food and drink. The two had already sat at the table and began to drink with each other.

Hearing this, Zheng Nian pushed the sachet in Chen Xuan'er's hand, "Hold it for yourself, I don't want it."

After hearing this, Chen Xuan'er obediently put away the sachet, and sat down. Her long hair was scattered, but it was about to fall to the ground. Zheng Nian waved his hand, took out a hairpin from his bosom to tie Chen Xuan'er's hair, and moved quietly Both of them were speechless.

Zheng Nian didn't take it seriously, turned his head and continued to drink and eat with the old beggar, not noticing that the cheeks of the girl behind her were slightly flushed.

"This skill is good, little girl, you don't look like a cook, where did you cook the food? When the old beggar has money, go and eat your fill." The old beggar was overjoyed.

Chen Xuan'er rested her hands on her knees and pressed her chin to stare at Zheng Nian, "I cooked it, is it delicious?"

Zheng Nian nodded, "It's delicious, this taste is a bit mild, and my mouth is heavy."

"Then I'll go back to the pot." Chen Xuan'er hurriedly got up.

"No need, no need, there is no reason for the dishes served at home to be returned to the pot, and it is not a restaurant." Zheng Nian turned his head quickly, avoiding those affectionate eyes. This girl from the Chen family is very shrewd. What kind of medicine are they selling.

"It's delicious!" The old beggar picked on Thumbs, and even forgot to drink.

"If it's delicious, can I cook it for you every day from now on, senior?" Chen Xuan'er said.

"Good! Very good!" The old beggar said loudly.

Chen Xuan'er stretched out her hand to tear the chicken apart, and put the leg of lamb on the plates of the two of them, when suddenly someone behind said, "Two more slices of the leg of lamb!"

All three of them were taken aback for a moment and looked back.

It was an old man over sixty years old who was speaking, and an old woman was standing beside him.

The old man has a square face, gray hair, ragged clothes, dark skin, not tall but very big head, holding the old woman's hand with his left hand, holding a wooden bamboo pole with his right hand, and carrying a red gourd on his back.

The old woman's left sleeve was empty, and her cheeks were slightly red.

Both of them were salivating, as if if they didn't give them the leg of lamb, they would come and snatch it.

It was the old couple who were beaten by the boy in front of the wine beach when they were returning home. Before Zheng Nian could speak, the two had already sat down at the small table with a big horse.

The old man grabbed the leg of lamb and put it directly in his mouth, while the old woman picked up the chopsticks in front of Chen Xuan'er and put the fried Yumen shrimp in it.

Chen Xuan'er didn't evade, nor did she show any disgust, but said softly, "I think the harvest of grandpa and grandma is not good today, and I don't have money to go to the restaurant to eat and drink. These few dishes are not enough for you, I will cook some more." road."

Then he got up and went into the temple.

The small table was surrounded by three big and round beggars and a Zheng Nian. Although the four of them were crowded, they ate happily.

Eat and drink.

"Dare to ask senior's name." Zheng Nian handed the jug to the beggar couple in front of him.

"I don't have a surname. There is Ying in my name, so you can call me Old Ying." Old Ying, who was carrying a gourd, put aside the big gourd that was half a person tall on his back.

The old lady spoke slowly and softly, "I'm better than him. I have a surname, but I don't have a name. My surname is Huang. You can call me Grandma Huang."

"I'm even better, I have a name and a surname, Zhao Yishan." The old beggar looked disdainful.

What's the comparison?I still have words, Zheng Shaoan wondered.

The couple gave the old beggar a blank look, and Lao Ying stretched out his hand to pick up the braised [-]s armor. Zhao Yishan's chopsticks beat him one step as soon as he put in the chopsticks.

Old Ying looked displeased, "Smelly beggar! You eat yours and I eat mine. We don't mess with river water, how can you rob me of food?"

"Put your mother's stinky fart, old rascal, whoever starts a dish will eat first, I will eat first, I will eat first, if you can't poop, blame the latrine for not being able to drag you?" Zhao Yishan didn't care, picked the sixtieth person extremely high and dropped it in the mouth.

The [-]-year-old armor draws a graceful arc in the air.

"Vulgar! It's really vulgar!" Grandma Huang said contemptuously, "You're so vulgar!"

"Come on, you still claim to be a gentleman?" Zhao Yishan dismissed.

"You see how I am not a gentleman!" Ying Lao stood up, almost knocked the table down, spilled the wine all over the floor, and said in frustration, "Could it be that a down-and-out gentleman is not a gentleman?"

Seeing that the two sides were about to fight, Zheng Nian hurriedly stopped him, "The three seniors..."

The three reached out their hands at the same time to stop Zheng Nian from speaking.

"The gentleman is magnanimous, and I have nothing to do, so I can't help but eat and drink. You have good wine hidden in the wine gourd, but you don't share it with us, and you want to eat other people's things. It's too embarrassing. Call yourself a gentleman? But the world laughs! The world laughs, according to what you say, the yellow dog in the yard next door is also a gentleman?" Zhao Yishan snorted coldly.

Old Ying blushed so angry that he stood aside the wine gourd and pushed the cork back, "Drink! If you eat something from someone else, you have to give it to him! Drink it, boy!"

"Drink, kid? If it weren't for your great-grandfather and I would marry them both, how could they have set up this table outside to entertain me? You ate the food that was meant for my great-grandfather, but in the end you only invited the kid to drink but not Mrs. Grandpa drinking? This is not as good as the yellow dog next door!"

As soon as the cork is taken out, the aroma overflows.

Not only Zhao Yishan, but even Zheng Nian was greedy.

Boss Ying gasped heavily, "Your grandpa invites you to drink, old bastard, you give me a drink, who can drink these ten bowls today, don't say that the wine gourd is given to you, I will be your son from now on!"

"Fart your mother, when your great-grandfather was drinking, you were still playing with urine and mud, and the crotch pants were not sewn properly. Give your great-grandfather full, and today I will have a good fight with you!"

The three of them poured wine.

Zheng Nian took a sip, and the aroma of the wine was as strong as that of Moutai and Wuliangye in the past ten years.

The entrance of the two bowls was already slightly up, and when Chen Xuan'er came out with eight dishes, the two elders had already called Grandpa Xuan, Grandpa Lai, and Grandpa Zun from Great Grandpa, Great Grandpa, and Great Grandpa.

And what Yinglao said in Zhao Yishan's mouth is no longer as good as the fly No. 70 lying on the excrement of the yellow dog in the courtyard wall next door.

Elder Ying retorted and questioned that there must be no.70 two leg hairs on the fly's legs, so the two went together to capture the yellow dog and force him to defecate on the street.

The yellow dog looked puzzled, so he had to squat aside to brew shit, and finally rubbed a sheep's stick bone and three pairs of wing tip bones.

Chen Xuan'er listened and watched consciously happy, but felt sad inside, with her hands on her chin, her eyes never left Zheng Nian.

Although Zheng Nian was a little drunk, he could see what Chen Xuaner was thinking. Tomorrow Master Chen would ask her to kill her. She must be worried and frightened at night, and she couldn't comfort herself, so she could only say awkwardly, "When you parted, What did Lord Chen say?"

"Daddy said...that we will see you in the next life." Chen Xuan'er said.

"Then see you in the next life."

"Don't treat me like a child, how can there be an afterlife?" Chen Xuan'er's eyes were dim, and her tears were shining brightly.

Zheng Nian put down his wine glass, "Let me tell you a story."

(End of this chapter)