Rebirth of Good, Virtuous and Evil

Wei Kuan never expected that Bai Ao and Zhang Zhifan would arrange for him a room next to them.The price of this house is not cheap, it costs one tael of silver a day.We must know that a tael of silver can be used by ordinary people for at least a month or two in their place, and it can be used for a longer time in the village.He felt even more that Mrs. Bai Ao was generous in her treatment of others.Coupled with Wu Jianren's vitriolic words before I came here, I really panicked just thinking about it.In this way, he felt more comfortable following Bai Ao and Zhang Zhifan.But in his heart, he still hopes to be free.There is a tea field, and a tea house is opened, and they do not sell spiritual tea to contact those monks.It's just ordinary tea drinking, purely for the fragrance.But here, this is a wish that cannot be fulfilled, and following the words of Bai Ao and his wife, the blood contract may not have a free day.

After Wei Kuan struggled all night, Bai Ao asked him to introduce the famous local specialties the next day.In addition to eating and drinking, some gadgets and unique plants are also within the scope of his interest.

Wei Kuan was born and raised in this county, but he lived in the village after all.He was still young when his family was rich, but later he worked hard to grow and sell tea for himself and his sister.It can be said that he doesn't care about eating, drinking and having fun at all, the only thing he cares about is making life better.But fortunately, Bai Ao's request is not too much, as a local, he still has some understanding of the local characteristics.Those who come and go may not know, but he will know what everyone knows.

So the first thing Wei Kuan introduced was a teahouse.To be precise, it is a teahouse with books in it.

Zhang Zhifan is a master who likes to listen to storytelling the most. Under the influence of Grandpa Bai, Bai Ao is also very interested in the martial arts court battles depicted in storytelling.Wei Kuan's introduction made them very satisfied.

Zizailou is the only big teahouse in Laiyuan County.There are three upper and lower floors, and the internal structure is like a tube. There are tea seats in four circles, and a desk in the middle.The desk is located on the first and a half floors. There are no colorful decorations on it. It is so simple that there are only three chairs and a tea table.An old man was sitting on the chair in the middle, holding a folding fan in his hand, and a tureen was placed on the tea table.Behind him are two young men playing the piano, there is nothing unusual about their flat heads and straight faces.

On the first floor are scattered terraces, surrounded by fifty tea tables.And the space on the first floor and a half under the desk is the place where tea is brewed and tea fruit is made.The second and third floors are all single rooms, but the second floor has one table for one room, while the third floor has only ten rooms, and each room can hold five tea tables.But a table can accommodate up to eight people.

Zhang Zhifan went up to the second floor, looking at the tea table in front of him, he felt fresh.When Xiaoer went to make tea, he sighed, "Eight horns."

Wei Kuan laughed at Zhang Zhifan's curiosity.Thinking about the vast territory of their Zhenhan Continent, there may be some differences in Madam Bai's customs from the locals. "In Xianqi County, teahouses, teahouses, teahouses and other places that specialize in tea drinking have tables with octagonal shapes, which symbolize visitors from all directions."

Zhang Zhifan was puzzled: "Do you not need visitors from all directions for other business?"

Wei Kuan replied: "Naturally, it is also necessary. But tea is different from other things after all. Tea is not only something to satisfy hunger and quench thirst. The eight horns also have the meaning of gossip, so it also means to condense energy and gather spirit."

There is also gossip in Zhenhan mainland?This made Zhang Zhifan stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at Bai Ao, seeing that he had already started staring at the storyteller on the desk, so he stopped talking about it.

The tea they ordered today is the middle-grade drinking tea Golden Snake Bud.It is made from semi-fermented young leaves collected from an arbor tea tree.It is a kind of green tea, that is, oolong tea.The finished tea of ​​this kind of tea has a faint yellow reflection in the sun, and the shape of the tea is like a coiled snake, hence the name.Of course Zhang Zhifan didn't know about this, it was just that Xiao Er inevitably mentioned it when he introduced tea.After all, although this Golden Snake Bud is only a middle-grade drinking tea, the price is not cheap because of the small production and not being locally produced.It's a pity that Zhang Zhifan didn't see the Golden Snake Bud before soaking it.After Xiaoer brought up the teapot and tea bowl, he opened the lid of the teapot and took a look, and the tea leaves had already bloomed.

"Guardian Wei, is there a place to appreciate the art of tea?" Zhang Zhifan asked.

Wei Kuan replied: "There are none in this county, but there are two in Fucheng. But people like me who have no cultivation level can't go."

Zhang Zhifan wanted to ask why again, when he felt someone kick him under the table.Looking up and seeing Bai Ao giving him a wink, he quickly shut up.Alas, having a Wei Kuan beside him is sometimes troublesome.But it's more troublesome without it.

At this time, I heard applause from downstairs.The old man who was sitting on the desk and telling the story got up and made a circle around, and then got off the stage.

Zhang Zhifan expressed some regrets, but soon another storyteller came on stage.But this person was only in his thirties, and his voice was louder and thicker than that of the old man just now.In the words of modern people on the earth, it is "magnetic".

The greatest charm of storytelling is that it can use language to bring people to a place they have never been to.Get a feel for the human characters of that place.Listening to a story is like savoring the lives of many people, joy, anger, sorrow, joy, birth, old age, sickness and death, bitterness and sweetness of parting, all of which are pierced into people's hearts in every word and sentence.This is the reason why Zhang Zhifan likes to listen to storytelling, so he was quickly attracted by the story of this storyteller.

Actually it was just a corny story.What people like after dinner and tea is nothing more than the "interesting stories" in the deep house compound, the good talk of the gifted scholar and the beautiful woman.Among them are interspersed with the viciousness that should be vicious, and the kindness that should be kind.As for the family, country and world, it is not allowed to be mentioned in Zhenhan Continent.Naturally, no one is going to praise the chivalrous and righteous robbers and so on.However, it is quite common for righteous monks to punish corrupt officials, robbers and wicked people.What the storyteller told today is such a story that was filled with righteous indignation at first, but then completely relieved.

Zhang Zhifan listened with great interest, and even drank three pots of tea and two plates of tea fruit while listening.Until the end of the story.The robber who colluded with the petty official was punished by the big cultivator and finally sentenced to beheaded, only then did he feel the urgency to urinate.

Bai Ao looked at Zhang Zhifan's expression bitterly.In the end, he became a considerate husband and pulled Zhang Zhifan up. "It's a bit stuffy, Madam accompanied my husband to the water room to wake up."

Zhang Zhifan looked at Bai Ao as if he saw a Bodhisattva.It's not that he can't directly ask where the toilet is, but when he wakes up from the book, his legs are already numb.And it made him extremely uncomfortable.

The bathroom in this Zizai building is quite modern.There are three water rooms on each floor, which is to avoid talking about the toilet in the eating and drinking place, which is actually a toilet.But the toilet is clean.There are compartments inside, and none of them have a barrel-like thing inside, but the bottom leads to a deep underground pit.There are dedicated servants cleaning the side of the water room.As long as the guests are convenient, they will go to clean up quickly.And they are all scented, not inferior to modern bathrooms at all.

Zhang Zhifan watched for a long time beside Gong Tong, causing Bai Ao's entire facial muscles to twitch. "It won't come out after it's over, can you see the flowers?"

Zhang Zhifan scratched the back of his head embarrassingly: "Isn't this a sign of the ingenuity of the people here? There must be a cesspool down here."

Bai Ao was speechless.Just as he was about to reprimand Zhang Zhifan, he suddenly heard two people coming outside.And come and talk while coming. "Hey, don't tell me, this Yin's book is really good."

Another person sneered: "What's the use of a good book. It's full of benevolence and morality, but it's not wicked behind the scenes. Mr. Wei has such an apprentice and son-in-law, it's just bad luck for eight generations."

"Hey. Who says it's not. But there is no way, Young Master Wei himself is stupid, and there is nothing he can do if he takes a fancy to this Yin. In the end, it's not because he is a monster that he was pissed to death by a concubine."

"So, he can't even give birth to a demon now! He doesn't even think about it, without Mr. Wei, without the help and support of Young Master Wei back then, would he be able to be famous in our county one day?"

"Hehe. He will leave our small place after a while, and if he is favored by a big monk, what will happen in the future?"

"I just hope that Mr. Wei will feel more comfortable once he leaves. Let me tell you. My dad grew up listening to Mr. Wei's books. In my heart, Mr. Wei is absolutely incomparable! It's just not I know where old Mr. Wei has gone now. Oh, what a crime."

In fact, the two people had already seen Bai Ao and Zhang Zhifan when they spoke the first two sentences.But the two of them didn't take them seriously.Anyway, everyone who should know about this also knows that Zhang Zhifan also has a gossip spirit, that's why he waited until he heard that he finished urinating and left.He just left.It made the cleaner who had been waiting for them to come out at the door look at him and Bai Ao several times.He also shook his head, lamenting that he has kidney deficiency at a young age.

Bai Daxian, who suffered from kidney deficiency, quickly checked out and left Zizai Building with his wife and Wei Kuan.

Hearing this gossip made Zhang Zhifan not very comfortable.He also heard that his favorite storyteller was so unbearable, he had a feeling of being cheated.Even the content of the book that I just sighed with emotion seems fake.

Seeing Zhang Zhifan's originally happy appearance, Wei Kuan felt a little unhappy, so he couldn't help asking: "Madam Bai, are you tired? Why don't you go back to the inn to rest first?"

Zhang Zhifan shook his head: "I'm either tired, or I just heard a not-so-good story."

Wei Kuan was stunned for a moment, then sighed: "I thought you were so fascinated by listening to the book, because you liked Mr. Yin's book. In fact, what he said is not bad, just..."

Zhang Zhifan also sighed: "Human nature is not very good, is it? I heard someone say that when I went to the water room. I didn't expect it to be known to everyone." So many people know that he is ungrateful and spoils his concubine and kills his wife. Going up to the stage to tell a story with your head held high and your chest upright, without a trace of dodge in your eyes, it is really not comparable to ordinary people.Originally, he was still thinking that maybe someone was exaggerating because of jealousy, but he still believed Wei Kuan's words.Although this belief is a bit inexplicable.But he found it even more inexplicable to be upset about strangers.

At this time, Wei Kuan continued: "That's right. But now that he is rich, he has also made friends with some rich and powerful people, including monks. Naturally, there are a group of people who are willing to support him. Alas, Master Wei is really Poor, obviously his calligraphy skills are very good, and there are many unmarried monks who want to marry, but he just listened to Mr. Yin's words. But so what. The monster has no status like this. What if he is a regular wife , Aren't you being pissed off by my concubine? It's so pitiful." When he said this, he didn't think of his sister.He only hoped that Wu Jianren's anger would not reach his younger sister yesterday.

But things don't depend on his will.The three of them walked while talking, planning to go to a place that sells fabrics.He heard someone calling Wei Kuan's name from behind.

The three turned their heads, and Wei Kuan's face turned pale all of a sudden.The person who came was a little girl from the Wu family, who was also a monster, and had the best relationship with her sister.She ran to the county and called herself in such a hurry, could it be that something happened to her sister? "Ling'er, what's wrong?"

Seeing Wei Kuan, Ling'er burst into tears. "Brother Wei, it's not good. Sister Wei's fetal gas moved and she gave birth prematurely. When I came out, the baby hadn't been born. You, you should go back and have a look. The midwife said maybe..." The words were not finished yet After that, Ling'er burst into tears.