Chaimen hears the barking of dogs

The cry of the goshawk was unusually loud in the middle of the night. When the first call came, Chunyu, who was lying on the floor, opened his eyes and got up gently. He had already adapted to the darkness and he could see the young man calmly. sleeping face.

Pushing open the door, the cold moonlight outside made Chunyu's eyes exceptionally clear in the dark night.

Wrapping the rags she took when she came out, Chunyu bent her index finger and stuffed it into the entrance, making a piercing whistle.

Then the goshawk howling in the sky responded as if it had found a companion, and then circled and landed in the sky.The huge wings were slowly retracted, and finally landed on Chunyu's hand wrapped in rags.

Chunyu reached out and stroked the smooth hair on the goshawk's neck, then reached out to untie the thin bamboo tube tied to its feet, and said to the goshawk, "Go!"

With a wave of his hand, the huge eagle wings spread out, and it flew away with a cry as if to say goodbye.

Holding the bamboo tube, in the darkness, Chunyu couldn't see the expression on the beam clearly, but he pinched the bamboo tube into the palm of his hand.

The market in Lijia Village was still bustling amidst the dilapidation. Early in the morning, when they arrived at the market with Chunyu carrying bamboo baskets, Ren Feng was busy opening.Lay oiled paper on the ground and put the dishes on.Chunyu is also helping.The oily mustard greens were placed on the oiled paper, but this time it was not just fresh mustard greens, Ren Feng brought some pickled mustard greens for trial sale.Because this pickled vegetable is simply pickled with smoke, there is no "yellow powder" added in modern society to increase freshness. This so-called "yellow powder" is Ren Feng's name, it is a chemical that makes the snow Vegetables looked yellow instead of green and black.Ren Feng tasted this jar of pickled vegetables when it was ready, and the taste is still different, but fortunately, it is good for soup and stir-fry.

After arranging the dark pickled vegetables, Ren Feng sat on the small bench prepared in advance.

"Aren't you going to sit down?" Seeing that Chunyu was still standing, Ren Feng asked.

Chunyu looked down and sat down too.

Originally looking at the steamed stuffed bun shop on the other side, Ren Feng, who didn't know why, turned his gaze to the side again.I saw that Chunyu was thinking about something, the line of his jaw was tense, his lips were slightly lowered, with a feeling of calm and prestige.Ren Feng found that there were often big girls and young daughter-in-laws who came out to buy vegetables secretly looking at them. He thought that in this Lijia Village, Chunyu was as conspicuous as the previous rangers.

For some reason, he felt a little swollen in his heart, let out a 'hum' in his nose, and looked away.

"What's the matter?" Chun Yu asked when she heard the young man's voice, but seeing the young man glanced at him sideways, he turned his head away, like a child who is having trouble.

What's going on here?

Not only Chunyu, but Ren Feng also asked himself in his heart, such a childish behavior is not like him.He can't be angry because Chunyu looks good!

But there is an unknown fire in my heart.

The housekeepers and stewards of the wealthy households in the distance had already walked slowly, asking a few questions to the nearby vegetable stalls from time to time.

Ren Feng knew that no matter how much those housekeepers and stewards bought before they came to his stall, they would always come to his stall to ask.This is an old habit.

It's not...

"Xiao Lan, what's new?" The person who asked the question was the steward of the second wealthy household at the entrance of the village, with a goatee and a young age.

Ren Feng smiled and said, "I made some pickled vegetables, do you want to take them back and try them fresh?"

"Hey, there's a new dish again. Come on, Xiaolan, you have to save some for my old lady to go back for business!" This is the cook from the fourth wealthy family in the west of the village. It is a little more expensive than Aunt Li who is busy outside.

Ren Feng nodded hurriedly.

But I heard an uncle in charge from the other room ask, "Xiao Lan, what's the name of this dish? You have to tell us how to make it delicious!" It is the first original teacher at the west entrance of the village.

Ren Feng nodded, "Of course this must be taught."

"I said Xiaolan, it would be great if you came to our house, and you don't need to waste such words. I have already told the master, and he said that if you are willing to come to our house, you can't escape with two taels of silver a year. .” The cook said with a smile.

"Don't listen to her, Xiaolan has to come to our house if she wants to come, look at this craftsmanship..." the goatee manager said.

And although the scholar-like uncle in charge didn't say anything, he had gotten along with Ren Feng in private before.

Ren Feng just laughed, but didn't answer.His father said before that as long as a person has a good skill, he will not starve to death no matter where he goes.

"This is my newly pickled pickled cabbage. It can be used to make soup when it is wet. Soak some salt in the water before making the soup. If you like light soup, just boil the water and put it in, then put some bamboo shoots or meat. Shredded, egg skin and so on, very fresh. If it is a normal taste, stir the pickled cabbage in the oil before making the soup, and the soup will be better. You can also stir fry, pickled cabbage stir-fried green beans or Stir-fried diced chicken, diced meat, and diced tofu are all good. This pickled vegetable is pickled with wild vegetables, but it is better than wild vegetables, and it won’t be bitter if you eat too much.” Ren Feng said clearly, and the stewards heard the same Extra serious.

"Well, I was worried at first, those people in the mansion have to be vegetarian these days, Xiao Lan's new trick saved me a lot of trouble." The cook said with a smile on her face.

"Why do you...? Could it be that the rumor is true?" the goatee steward said with a surprised expression.

The scholar in this room sighed and said, "It's true, my master has received news from the capital. I heard that he got sick suddenly, but I heard that he was lethargic before, and was later killed by a Taoist priest. Just woke up, hey! My lord is so talented, I don’t know what kind of chaos the capital is now.”

"I heard that this prince is the quasi-emperor. Although the old emperor is still alive, he is the one who does everything. Even the plank road on Xile Mountain is also his order." The goatee steward stroked his beard, He looked like he was sighing.

"Yes, my woman doesn't understand these things. The sky is high here and the emperor is far away. I said that my master thinks too much, and he has to go into mourning for three days. Who is this for?" The cook curled her lips, then Fatty Zhang slowly showed disdain on his face.

The scholar-like steward said a few more words, and then said, "This is because you don't understand, this is the death order from the capital, and you will be in mourning for three days. It's okay for the peasants not to know, and the big ones are absolutely unavoidable." It’s nothing if no one goes up to say it, but if you get accused, it will be fatal. I heard that there are already many in Kyoto, and the empress saw that her son was about to become emperor, but the white-haired man sent the black-haired man, I heard that the method of punishing people is ruthless!"

The cook nodded, "This empress is really pitiful!" Just thinking about it makes her feel really uncomfortable just thinking about her son raising him so big and dying before her.

"Xiao Lan, these pickled vegetables and wild vegetables will be divided among the three of us. You have to come tomorrow to get more wild vegetables and pickled mustard. The master of my family said that he will be in mourning for seven days to set an example for the world. !” said the steward with the goatee.The scholar steward on one side gave a 'chi' laugh, apparently feeling that mourning on the 7th was superfluous.

Ren Feng naturally nodded, thinking, the prince of this country is dead...

On the other side, Chunyu lowered her head, unable to see the expression on her face.How does it feel to hear someone say that you are dead?

It was unexpected that the news of his death could reach this remote mountain village, he only got the news last night, and the Prince Qi Rui who came to this capital should have been 'dead' for a long time.

"I didn't expect it to be sold out so soon!" Ren Feng said while cleaning up the stall.

"We have to go back quickly, get more wild vegetables in case the weather is nice, and I'll pickle some more, I think I can sell a lot during these days." Putting the oil paper into the basket, Ren Feng stood up with the basket on his back.

"Would you like to buy some meat buns to eat back? The buns here are delicious, but the ones with vegetarian fillings are better than the ones with meat fillings."

"..."

There was no response to the three sentences, Ren Feng turned his head in surprise, and saw that Chunyu was still sitting on the small stool, not knowing what to think, with a pair of deep eyes slightly narrowed, as if looking at something in the distance, and as if looking at something in the distance. No.

Ren Feng walked up to Chunyu, reached out and patted Chunyu's shoulder, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Only then did Chun Yu come back to her senses, and looked up at Ren Feng. He was familiar with this angle, which was Xiao Huang's angle of looking at Ren Feng. He could see the boy's lips and the tip of his nose.

"It's nothing, let's go!" Chun Yu said so and stood up.

Ren Feng couldn't deny it, and didn't ask any more questions.

The two bought six buns, the two meat buns were vegetarian stuffed buns, and they walked back.

"Xiaofeng." Chunyu called out suddenly.

At this moment, the two of them were walking in the hilly area, and there were no people around.It is the spring scenery and the flowers and plants everywhere, which makes people feel bright.

"En?" Ren Feng and I looked at a loquat tree that was growing very well, and I was thinking about how to bring this tree home so that it could just be planted in the yard, so my response was a little careless.

"When do you plan to open the restaurant?" Chunyu walked to Ren Feng's side and asked in a serious tone.

Ren Feng was taken aback, and turned his head to look at Chunyu. Because of the backlight, Chunyu's face was shadowed, and he looked extraordinarily serious.

"Restaurant?" Ren Feng repeated, "I originally planned to open it again if you all left."

"Now that I've decided not to leave, I think we can start making preparations," Chunyu said.

"Hey?" Ren Feng made a puzzled voice, why did he suddenly think about the restaurant?

"But I'm not ready yet, and I don't know how to do many things!" Ren Feng said hesitantly, thinking that it's the same thing in his heart. When it's really going to be done, a restaurant needs more than just a chef and craftsmanship. What is management.

Chunyu put his hand on Ren Feng's shoulder, "We can take our time, there is a first step in everything, isn't it?"

Ren Feng nodded his head, but even so... he was still a little timid.

"I will accompany you." Chunyu said again.

"En. But where is the restaurant?" Ren Feng asked.

"Salt-free town."

"But we don't know each other well there!" Ren Feng finally stopped in his tracks. He had only visited Wuyan Town a few times, and he hadn't finished walking all the streets, big and small.

"You'll get to know each other slowly. Would you be happy to open a restaurant in this Lijia Village?" Chunyu asked with a smile on his lips.

Ren Feng shook his head, there are too few people in Lijia Village, those inns are enough, if he opened it, obviously there would be no customers.It is true that Wuyan Town is the best choice now, but...

Due to his personality, he really doesn't have much courage.

Looking up, Ren Feng asked, "When do you think we will go to Wuyan Town?"

"May! In early or mid-May, let's go to Wuyan Town, okay?" Chunyu rubbed the young man's head. Many things would be difficult to handle if he really stayed in Lijia Village. Although Yan Town is also remote, the official road is smooth anyway...

"May!~" Ren Feng's ending sound was quite long, obviously hesitant, "Then May!" He flattened his lips, and finally agreed, "Will you come back?" Although Li Jiacun I am poor, but Ren Feng really likes living here.

"Yes, I will be back." Chunyu said.