Touch the cold

"Okay." Hearing this, Mantou responded briskly, trotted to the cabinet and picked up two pots of good old-fashioned flower carvings, handed them to Song Boyi, and said with a smile on his face: "Guest officer, you are really an expert. This is the best wine in our shop."

Song Boyi raised his eyebrows, uncorked one of the jugs of wine, and sniffed it. The aroma of the wine was very pleasing, and he exclaimed: "Don't say it, it's really fragrant."

Mantou giggled, standing in front of Song Boyi rubbing his hands with a fawning expression on his face.

Song Boyi put the lid on the jug, turned around and was about to go out, with the same sentence: "The money for the wine is recorded in the account of Qin Yi, son of the Qin family."

After leaving the capital with two jugs of wine in his arms, Song Boyi stopped at the entrance of a cave on the hillside far outside the city. The entrance of this cave was so narrow that it could only accommodate a person walking through it.So Song Boyi weighed the two jugs of wine on his body to protect his chest, then bent down and got into the small hole.

Although the entrance of the cave is narrow, dozens of cows can be accommodated inside the cave.A few dark candles were burning on the cave wall, and a sculpture-like man was sitting in the middle of the ground.This person is a bit skinny and his complexion is very dark, but his eyes are like an eagle, staring straight at Song Boyi who walked in from the waist of a cat.

Song Boyi was not afraid of him, walked over with a smile, sat cross-legged in front of the man, opened a pot of Huadiao wine, took a sip, then opened the small porcelain bottle at his waist, and poured the medicinal wine in there In the pot of flower carvings, he pushed it in front of that person and said, "Cheng Lin, try this, it replenishes qi and blood, it's just right for a dry person like you."

The man named Cheng Lin glanced down at the pot of flower carvings on the ground, then raised his hand to hold it, gulped it down after a few sips, didn't even catch his breath, and turned back after drinking the pot He tried his best to control the empty jug, and seeing that no drop of wine fell, his eyes suddenly showed some dullness, so he threw the jug away.

Seeing this, Song Boyi hurriedly opened another pot of Huadiao, waved his hand and said, "I knew that pot wasn't enough for you, so come here, I'll give you this pot too."

Cheng Lin was not polite at all, he still picked it up and drank it, the jug was empty again in a few blinks, Cheng Lin's eyes lost a trace of sharpness, and he hiccupped while clutching his stomach.

"It's fine if you feel comfortable drinking." Song Boyi changed his posture, hanging his numb right leg, "I'll ask you as usual if you feel comfortable drinking, is everything okay?"

Cheng Rin knew what Song Boyi was referring to, nodded, and said in a voice like a broken gong, "It's all the same."

Hearing this, Song Boyi lowered his head, and the dimness in his eyes was quickly covered by him. When he raised his head again, he still looked foolish, nodded and smiled: "That's good, I don't have anything to worry about when you're here." Yes." After finishing speaking, he took out a stack of banknotes from his arms and patted them on Cheng Rin's hand.

Cheng Rin held the bank note as a matter of course, folded it in half, put it into his arms, and then stood up.He moved very quickly, the dust brought up by the clothes hit Song Boyi's face, Song Boyi reached out to wipe it off, but Cheng Rin took advantage of this time and had already reached the entrance of the cave.

"Hey, you are really..." Song Boyi patted his clothes and got up, and complained to Cheng Yi's back: "Why do you want to leave after taking the money, there is no courtesy at all."

Cheng Rin ignored him, walked out of the cave on his own, and walked down the mountain. Song Boyi followed behind him, and didn't go up to talk to him. Knead.

In fact, Song Boyi wanted to ask him a lot of things, more than the hairs of ten cows, but he knew that with Cheng Rin's temperament, he would definitely not tell him, not even a single hair, he could live till now , because of the surprisingly strict tone.

Cheng Rin knew that Song Boyi was following him, but he didn't turn his head. According to the rules, Song Boyi must turn his head when he is five miles away.

Sure enough, as usual, Song Boyi seemed to have only sent Cheng Rin five miles away, then stopped, stepped on a stone, turned around neatly, and walked back alone, without turning back...

Mo Zijin actually didn't know whether he should wake up or not. If he woke up and saw Qin Yi's eyes that could see through him, then he would rather just sleep on the bed for a day.

A cold hand got into Mo Zijin's quilt when he was struggling, like a restless snake.This hand stopped at a certain position behind him, and rubbed it lightly, making Mo Zijin unable to pretend anymore, and hid for a while and opened his eyes to look at Qin Yi.

"If you continue to sleep, today will be over." Qin Yi wrote on the paper.

Mo Zijin gave a faint "hmm", and stood up to get his clothes, but he frowned at the sudden pain from behind him, and stopped himself.

Seeing Mo Zijin like this, Qin Yi had a slight smile on his face, and wrote, "It's okay, it's just a little swollen, just take care of it."

Mo Zijin lowered his eyes, didn't say anything, endured the pain that reminded him of the scene last night, wrapped up his clothes as quickly as possible, and washed himself clean.

Qin Yi just leaned on the table and watched, until Mo Zijin took care of himself, then picked up a blue and white porcelain bowl on the table, and handed it to Mo Zijin.

Mo Zijin hesitated for a moment, pointed to the porcelain bowl and asked, "What is this?"

Qin Yi didn't answer, but just signaled Mo Zijin to have a taste with his eyes. Mo Zijin didn't doubt it too much, took the bowl and poured it in without even smelling it. After that, he felt a bitter taste from the tip of his tongue. The pain spread to his stomach, causing him to cough twice, almost throwing the porcelain bowl on the ground, and looking at Qin Yi resentfully with his tongue out.

Qin Yi looked indifferent, took a piece of paper on the table in a calm manner, picked up a pen and wrote on it: "I asked the cook to fry the medicines that Wu Xun sent for you, you should make up for them well." Make up for it, or the vent will be too fast."

Mo Zijin squinted his eyes, read the words twice before he understood the meaning, and immediately blushed.

"Qin Yi! You..." Mo Zijin was choked up by Qin Yi's anger, and didn't know what to say, but Qin Yi was amused by Mo Zijin's reaction, laughing until his shoulders trembled slightly.

Mo Zijin had never seen Qin Yi laugh like this before, and he immediately cast those complaining thoughts to the sky, and just looked at Qin Yi in a daze, like a fool who had been thoroughly teased.

Qin Yi smiled for a moment before completely stopping, walked over to take the porcelain bowl in Mo Zijin's hand, and poured the medicinal soup in the bowl into the pot of Clivia growing in the house.

This pot of Clivia has been with Qin Yi for many years, and for some reason, it has not bloomed in recent years. No matter how Qin Yi takes care of it, it just doesn't appreciate it.Later, Qin Yi simply ignored it, let it grow, and forgot about it, but today, Qin Yi saw two small flower buds growing deep in the flowers and leaves of this Clivia. come out.