Riding a chopping horse and stepping into the world

Chapter 53 Hotel Rumors
Zhang Tie and the others returned to the street. At this time, the street seemed deserted. Scattered people hurriedly walked on the street, and the salesmen were all listlessly waving their items and shouting lazily. Limp.

Since he was going to drink a little wine, he would naturally not go back to the "High School" inn. After all, it was just an inn, not a hotel. The food was worse than other hotels, and the atmosphere was not as good as the hotel. With Luo Long's familiarity with Beicheng, Soon came to a hotel entrance.

Chuanwei Hotel, a well-known hotel in Beicheng, was built by a businessman from the Kingdom of Shu. The business is very hot. There are two kinds of people, who are replaced and open all day.

In this era when there was no chili pepper, Cornus officinalis, a unique condiment in Shu, was very famous. Cornus officinalis is a deciduous tree of Rutaceae with a special fragrance.

Cornus officinalis is an important condiment that can emit a spicy smell.Cornus officinalis has been listed as one of the "three spices" along with Zanthoxylum bungeanum and ginger since ancient times.

As for Sichuan-flavored restaurants, most of them eat dogwood as the main food, supplemented by peppercorns, and make many spicy and delicious dishes.

Chuanwei Hotel is located in the center of the street, and the Red Light Street and the trade are all connected to it. The location is quite good, and it can be operated at night, so there is no need to worry about the curfew at night.

Chuanwei Hotel has only two floors, a kitchen and a warehouse. The kitchen is naturally a place for cooking, while the warehouse is a place for storing ingredients and wine.

The first floor is the hall, and the entrance is the counter, which is filled with all kinds of wine. After entering, not only are there many tables, but also a pillar is specially set up in the middle, which is specially built for the storyteller. A small box, used to reward individuals.

There are private rooms on the second floor for those who like quiet. The environment is beautiful and you can see the outside scenery by opening the windows.

As soon as Zhang Tie and others entered the door, a lively atmosphere rushed over. At this time, the lobby on the first floor was almost full of people. It seemed that this special day made the Sichuan Hotel even more lively.

On the pillar in the middle, a storyteller is vividly telling the past events of the Jianghu.

Seeing a new customer, an idle waiter ran up to Zhang Tie and the others with small steps, and lowered his body, "Do you want to sit and dine in the hall on the first floor, or in the private room on the second floor?"

The four of them forgot to glance at each other, and finally Zhang Tie came forward and said, "Let's just go to the lobby on the first floor, it's lively."

"Alright! Guest officers, please follow me."

The shop waiter made a gesture of please while talking.Then he took Zhang Tie and others to a corner of the hall, where there happened to be an empty table.

The four of them pulled out their benches and got down to work. Each of them happened to do one side. The waiter first took off the handkerchief on his shoulders, and carefully wiped the clean table, making the table spotless.

The lightly retracted veil shook behind the crowd and put it on the shoulders again. This action made Zhang Tie, who was here for the first time, nod secretly.

"Guest officers, I don't know what to order. The menu is written on the wall over there. Do you need me to give you the name of the order?"

The waiter pointed to the wall behind the counter, on which the menu was written with a brush. The calligraphy was elegant and powerful, which should be written by a master calligraphy.

Zhang Tie and the others shook their heads, indicating that they don't need to report the menu, and the four of them can read it by themselves. The waiter quietly moved to the innermost place, near the corner of the wall, so as not to obstruct Zhang Tie and others' sight.

After watching for a while, the four of Zhang Tie ordered a stir-fried dish and a soup dish, and ordered four bottles of good wine.

"Twice-cooked pork, spicy beef, mapo tofu, braised pork, sauerkraut soup, four bottles of good Dukang wine."

"Okay, guest officer, please wait a moment. There are too many people now, so we may wait a little longer. Guest officers may wish to listen to the old man's story for a while. We will bring you food as soon as possible."

After Zhang Tie and the others nodded, the waiter stepped away and went to the counter to declare.

Luo Long shrugged his shoulders and said: "Since the meal will take a while, then according to the waiter's words, listen to the books, and hear others say that the storytellers here are very good."

"That's fine x3."

At this time, the storyteller seems to have reached a critical moment. Although the storyteller is old, his voice is high, his expression is excited, and his words are touching.

"Hero Yan saw that the murderer was so vicious that he wouldn't spare even the children, so he hurried on and followed the horse's hoof prints all the way to find the murderer who slaughtered the village."

"Hero Yan's car is Lu Ma, a good horse specially selected for him by his sect. After a while, he saw the owner of the horse's hoof prints. There are more than a dozen people riding horses and wearing gray leather clothes."

Speaking of this, the storyteller pointed directly at the opening of the teapot, took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and then put down the teapot.

"Hero Yan tracked down the owners of the horseshoe prints. He wanted to ask them aloud, but he found that there were some things hanging on these people's horses. At first, the driver was vague, but after Hero Yan got closer, he realized that , that is a human head, old and young, male and female."

There was a light snap, and everyone who was listening to the book trembled, but it was the storyteller who slapped the table with a small piece of wood.

"Those heads were none other than the heads of the villagers who died tragically. There seemed to be fear on the faces of the heads. Hero Yan stared round and burst into anger. Lu, who was driving, accelerated and rushed up."

The storyteller looked furious, his eyes were full of raging anger, and his stooped body seemed to stand upright, as if possessed by the speaker Yan Daxia, vividly.

"The murderers in front also found Hero Yan who was chasing them behind them. They stopped their horses and looked at Hero Yan's expression. They knew that the person who came was not kind, but they thought that there were too many people and they didn't take Hero Yan seriously , but I don’t know what kind of person the person in front of me is.”

"Hero Yan has so much experience, seeing the enemy being so careless and deliberately pretending to be a irrational person, his expression was agitated, he waved the sword in his hand indiscriminately, and kept yelling 'give me my father's life back! ’, the enemy laughed and looked at him when they saw this, and relaxed their vigilance even more.”

"I thought that the moment Yan Daxia was about to arrive, he jumped off his horse and killed four people in a row before the enemy could react, and then landed on Lu."

After taking another sip of tea, the storyteller closed his eyes and meditated, as if he was sorting out his words, but the people below knew that there was a reward for this.

People who can sit here and eat can't be poor and reluctant to give a reward. Besides, the storyteller's story is such a vivid image, so naturally he should give a reward.

For a while, the copper coins and silver fell into the box and collided with each other, making a tinkling sound.

When the sound of ding ding stopped completely, the storyteller opened his eyes, nodded indistinctly, and showed a happy smile on his face.

"Hero Yan hit the enemy by surprise and killed 4 people in a row in an instant. However, the enemy did not panic, but they all put away their carelessness and rode their horses, trying to encircle Master Yan."

"Hero Yan knows that he can't face so many people at the same time, so relying on Lu Ma's speed, he rushed out of the encirclement and threw three throwing knives with his backhand. Everyone knows that Hero Yan's throwing knives That's one throw and one hit, and three more enemies fell from the horse."

"The enemy finally panicked, knowing that the horsepower of oneself and others can't catch up with the hero Yan, and he has no means of luck, so he turned around and left without saying a word. How could the hero Yan make the enemy happy, and turned around to chase the enemy again, killing 2 more people."

The storyteller sighed, with regret on his face.

"It's a pity that the enemy is cunning and fled scattered. Hero Yan has no way to wipe out the enemy. However, the law enforcement is wide open, and it is not missing. Through the enemy's body, a letter was searched."

"From the letter, Lord Yan knew the identity of the murderer. You would never have guessed who these beasts who slaughtered the village are!"

Looking around at the crowd, the storyteller gritted his teeth and said, "These beasts are bandits invited by the local county magistrate. The reason is that the people in the village don't respect him!"

From the expression on the storyteller's face this time, the storyteller was obviously moved because his voice was trembling and his saliva was splashing everywhere.

"Hero Yan was full of anger, and immediately set off, and cut off Guan Guan's head with a sword at the dog's house."

Shaking his head, the storyteller let out a long sigh.

"It's a pity that Great Xia Yan is still too young. How can I say that the dog official is also a county magistrate, and his life and death should not be decided by him. Now that he kills the county magistrate, he is also guilty of someone else."

Facing the direction of the palace, he clasped his fists, "Fortunately, the current king, Shang Ming, pardoned the capital crime of Yan Daxia, but the death penalty is inevitable, and Yan Daxia was sentenced to be a border soldier, guarding the border for ten years before he can go home. "

At this point, it seems that the iron story of Jianghu has been finished. The storyteller stood up and bowed to the crowd below.

"That's all I know about Master Yan. Thank you for your support. It's getting late now. I'm old and useless. I'll bid farewell to everyone and see you the day after tomorrow."

As he spoke, he walked down the stairs slowly.

Zhang Tie, who was waiting for the food, was thoughtful, "This Jianghu seems to be very interesting. You should not underestimate the people in the Jianghu. However, it is really a hero who uses martial arts to break the ban."

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