The host has exploded again

Chapter 65
"Have you seen it?" Qin Huan asked him in a low voice, "Can you see some young people?"

"That's not true. The people who come and go are all old people, mostly grandpas."

"The whole village?"

"Well. And I think they're mostly going in one direction."

"one direction?"

"I followed to see it. It's an ancestral hall. I heard that the village chief was presiding over the clan meeting this morning."

"The Clan Association..." Qin Huan lowered his head and pondered.

"What? Are you still interested?"

"I just feel weird."

"What's so strange? People said that they offer sacrifices every day."

"Sacrifice?" Qin Huanxiu frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Brother Hu, let's leave earlier."

"What?" Hu Li knew something was wrong, "What did you find?"

Qin Huan shook his head, "Let's just have a gut feeling. It's a long journey anyway, so it's better to leave early."

"Ah."

"You two distinguished guests, come and have some porridge." The old woman beckoned them over.

"Thank you grandma." Hu Li clenched his fists and saluted grandma, his head drooping slightly to cover his brows and eyes.

"There is nothing to entertain in this poor country, so don't dislike it, both of you."

"What did the mother-in-law say? Although it looks like a clear soup with little water, but after the mother-in-law made it like this, it is like a fairy wine in the world." Qin Huan praised while drinking, showing a look of enjoying it from time to time.

Hu Li also echoed, "Yes, grandma, if it weren't for you and me, we would probably have to go to the mountains and pick fruits now."

The old woman was delighted, but her smile was a little stiff, and her old eyes were full of complexity.

There was only a "boom"!
Qin Huan fell down on the table in response.

Hu Li raised his finger, trembling, "Grandma, you!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a "ping"——

The teacup hit the ground and shattered!

Hu Li also fell to the ground.

The old woman looked at the two fallen people, squinted her eyes slightly, and twisted her already wrinkled and chapped face into a hemp rope, "Don't blame me, if you want to blame, blame the thief!"

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At noon, the sun was shining brightly.

On the wasteland with little green plants, sparse weeds curled up and lay on the ground dying.

Two old men carried a large sack and kept walking on the road.

The skirt of the clothes was soaked and black, and the white cloth on the shoulders to wipe the sweat had already been twisted several times.

From time to time, the old man wiped the sweat from his hands with the white cloth on his shoulders, for fear that the sweat would make it slippery.

I didn't dare to take a big breath, there was no water source on this poor country road.

The two old men continued on their way.

From a distance, you can see a large courtyard, which is much larger than Huangbai Village.

The two old men quickly quickened their pace.

When I got to the back door of the compound, I knocked on the door.

With a "creak" sound——

A man with a horn beard wearing a tall hat came out, stroked his beard and said, "What number?"

The old man in front bent over and smiled flatteringly, "Huangbai Sanliu."

The man with the claw beard said, "What did you deliver today?"

"Fresh lamb."

"The price of male and female lambs is different, what kind do you have?"

"The young ram is fresh, let the owner taste it."

"Is it really fresh enough? You must know that if this product is not enough..."

"Steward Fang, it's guaranteed to be the freshest."

Steward Fang nodded in satisfaction, "Send it in and give it to Erniang's yard."

"Yes."

The two old men walked to the nearest courtyard on the left with the sack on their backs.

A gorgeously dressed woman came with an embroidered handkerchief on her fingertips, twisting her waist.

Squeezing her throat, she said delicately, "New product?"

The voice is a bit sharp, but it is pretending to be gentle, which makes people listen very awkwardly.

The old man in front bowed and said with a smile, "Hey, yes, Er Niang, please check it out."

"Male cat and female cat?"

"It's a tomcat."

Erniang brushed her unusually pink face with her bare hands, and flicked the embroidered handkerchief casually, "Carry it in."

The two old men carried the sack into the house, put it lightly on the bed, and left the house.

Erniang frowned and asked, "Is this medicine enough? Don't hurt my face with those sharp claws."

The old man in front bowed his waist and bowed his head, "No, no, it's enough, don't worry."

"Wait."

Erniang held the embroidered handkerchief, twisted her willow waist, entered the room, and closed the door.

Walking to the bed, he untied the sack two or three times, and there was a handsome young man.

Come closer and smell it, there is a burst of fragrance, it is the fragrance of flowers.

Erniang raised her red lips, "Fortunately, they are all outsiders."

Outside the door, Butler Fang has entered the courtyard.

"Steward Fang." The two old men said respectfully.

"Under examination?"

"Testing."

After a long time, Erniang opened the door and came out.

Yan Ran smiled and said, "The freshest product is lamb lamb, which is cheaper, second-class product, and you can reward it."

The two old men burst into smiles upon hearing this.

"Go to Xiaosi to get the reward." Fang Butler waved them away.

The two old men left with smiles on their faces.

Steward Fang hurriedly approached the woman, hugged her and squeezed her twice, "How is it?"

"Damn ghost," Erniang pushed twice, and leaned into his ear and said, "It's a fresh female cat, special grade."

"Then send it to the owner immediately."

"No hurry, I'll give her some trouble first."

"You have to remember that the boss doesn't like those things."

"I know," Er Niang smiled charmingly, holding the handkerchief and swiping it at Butler Fang's face, "Women know women best. It's just a taste for my boss."

Steward Fang sniffed the fragrance of the embroidered handkerchief with his nose, squinted his eyes and said stupidly, "Okay, okay."

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At dusk, the sun has not set.

In a thatched cottage, the doors and windows were boarded up and sealed tightly.

No light could penetrate, the air was thin, dark, and dull.

A scholar in civilian clothes was lying in a haystack holding a folding fan, surrounded by rotten firewood.

The scholar opened his eyes slightly and stretched himself.

Standing up and glanced around, the corners of his mouth pulled slightly, "It's really kind."

"But what's the use?"

He curled his thin lips, tapped his toes, and leaped forward like a light swallow.

The folding fan in his hand opened and moved upward.

With a bang——

The straw on the roof burst open.

In just a moment, Xiucai stood on the roof, swinging the folding fan in his hand.

"The chess game has been opened."

(End of this chapter)