The days when I was fishing in Zongwu

Chapter 75 This word is imitated by me

At the time of You, as the sky got darker, Chu Qinghe, who had already vomited back all the money he lost last night, decisively suspended the game of cards this afternoon, and prepared to burn incense, bathe and change clothes at night before fighting.

As for the three girls who successfully won back the money they lost last night, although they still have something to say, they are all satisfied.

Looking at the quiet and well-behaved Xiao Zhao beside him, Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue generously took an ingot of twelve taels of silver, wrapped it in red cloth, and handed it to Xiao Zhao.

Seeing the two girls holding the red envelopes they won from him, Chu Qinghe also pouted.

While asking Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue to light the lanterns, Chu Qinghe walked into the kitchen with the two maids.

Perhaps because of those intimate actions in the afternoon, when Xiao Zhao faced Chu Qinghe at this time, he was a little less cautious at the beginning.

A quarter of an hour later, Dongfang Bubai looked suspicious when he looked at the mandarin duck pot that was placed on the stove and was divided into two sides by a partition in the middle, and looked at the fresh ingredients placed around it.

"What kind of dish is this again?"

Chu Qinghe said, "Hot pot."

While talking, Chu Qinghe handed the prepared dipping dish to the girls.

After teaching the girls how to eat these ingredients and how long they need to be boiled in the pot, Chu Qinghe picked up a piece of hairy belly and put it in the pot.

And just after it was hot, the two bowls were lifted into the air like this.

Seeing the bowls stretched out by Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue at this time, Chu Qinghe grinned.

After pondering for a few breaths, with the burst of internal force, the sword-shaped internal force actually cut this piece of hairy belly into two pieces, and then Chu Qinghe put them into the bowls of the two women respectively.

At this point, the two girls who received Chu Qinghe's feeding at the same time withdrew their hands one after another.

"Fortunately, there are only two people, and we can still bear it."

Having successfully solved the current feeding problem, Chu Qinghe secretly let out a sigh of relief.

Women, sometimes having too many is not a good thing.

Here, when you put the hairy belly in the bowl into your mouth, you can feel the crisp texture and the mixed taste of the bottom of the pot and the dipping dish. Whether it is Dongfang Bubai or Yaoyue, your eyes are bright.

Afterwards, they each picked up their chopsticks and turned to burn themselves.

This is true of Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue, let alone Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao.

After tasting the first bite, the two women basically entered a state of muffled speech and just burying their heads in eating.

Seeing the two girls doing it themselves, Chu Qinghe felt relieved.

Accompanied by the entrance of the hairy belly, feeling the familiar texture and taste, Chu Qinghe also let out a "huh" in his heart.

Inexplicably, I feel that this period of time is spent tossing ingredients and researching seasonings, etc. It is not in vain.

Just like that, in this snowy time, five people gathered around the stone table, and the chopsticks in their hands kept going back and forth in their own bowls and pots.

But in less than half an hour, all the ingredients placed around have been wiped out.

Even Chu Qinghe, who ate the least, felt incomparably at ease when his stomach was slightly distended.

"Sure enough, in winter, there is nothing more comfortable than eating hot pot."

Then, Chu Qinghe decided to have another meal tomorrow.

Also after they had a short rest, they followed Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao to pack up their things together, and under Chu Qinghe's signal, they also walked outside together.

At this time, the sky was completely dark, but in Yushui City, it was no longer the dark lights and blind lights of the night in the past, but decorated with lights and festoons, and there was an endless stream of pedestrians going back and forth.

On every street in the city, the sound of firecrackers mixed with the laughter of children reverberated, it was really lively.

Walking on the street, at this moment Qu Feiyan seemed to have just been released from prison, dragging Xiao Zhao around happily.

Look here, buy there.

Obviously just finished eating, but after the two women swayed around a few times, both hands were stuffed with candied haws and other food.

Even in the hands of Chu Qinghe, Yaoyue and Dongfang Bubai, there were a few more strings of food.

Although the Lantern Festival in Yushui City is a festival, it is often one of the ways for some men and women in the city to bond.

Every year, many couples who get married in the city met during the Lantern Festival.

And people like Chu Qinghe, Dongfang Bubai, and Yaoyue Wuren walked on the street. Under the light, the five people seemed to be the most beautiful scenery line, attracting the attention of passers-by along the way. .

The women on the street all focused their eyes on the handsome and gentle Chu Qinghe.

And those men, of course, stared eagerly at Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue, who had outstanding temperament and face.

If they met alone, no matter if it was Chu Qinghe or Yaoyue and the others, they would inevitably be accosted by a bunch of people.

But it happened that Chu Qinghe and the others walked together.

The man intends to step forward, but looking at Yaoyue and Chu Qinghe beside Dongfang Bubai, he feels ashamed.

The woman wanted to tease Chu Qinghe, but seeing the beauty of Yaoyue and Dongfang Bubai, she was also hesitant.

Along the way, no one bothered.

As a lantern festival, guessing lantern riddles and exchanging poems for lanterns are also eternal themes.

Just like now, among the few people walking, there are constant yelling and greetings from the stall owners and storekeepers of the flower stalls.

Qu Feiyan, who was attracted, also turned his head to look at Chu Qinghe: "My lord, do you know poetry?"

Facing Qu Feiyan's question, Chu Qinghe thought about it and said pertinently: "I will recite it."

However, Qu Feiyan obviously didn't realize that being able to memorize poems and being able to compose poems are completely different things.

When he heard the word "hui", he dragged Chu Qinghe to a lantern shop where poems were exchanged for lanterns.

At the same time, he said to Chu Qinghe: "My lord, I just read that other shops can only exchange two or three lanterns for one poem, but this shop can exchange one poem for five, which happens to be one for each of us."

The shopkeeper next to him smiled and added: "If the poetry is good, but it can be exchanged for five lanterns, would you like to try it? It only costs ten cents."

As he said that, Qu Fei stared at Chu Qinghe eagerly.

Not to mention Qu Feiyan, even Dongfang Bubai and his daughters all set their sights on Chu Qinghe at this time.

Seeing this, Chu Qinghe also sighed, then looked at the store and said, "What is the intention of this poem?"

The shopkeeper glanced at Dongfang Bubai and waited for a few girls, then responded with a smile: "Love".

"Love?"

Chu Qinghe rubbed his chin, and the inventories in his mind surged out one after another.

After thinking for a while, Chu Qinghe said to Qu Feiyan, "Give me the money."

Hearing this, Qu Feiyan quickly counted out ten coins from the purse and gave it to the shopkeeper.

After collecting the money, the shopkeeper motioned to Chu Qinghe, "Please, sir."

After speaking, the shopkeeper took the initiative to go to the specially vacated table to spread paper and grind ink for Chu Qinghe.

Pick up the writing brush next to it, dip it in the ink lightly, and the tip of the brush also falls on the paper.

As the ink left traces, the words "Sapphire Case" appeared on the white paper.

The handwriting of a few characters is thin and strong, so thin without losing its flesh, and the large characters are especially graceful and graceful.

Just looking at these words at this time, Yaoyue couldn't help but nodded and commented: "Good words."

Hearing what Yaoyue said next to him, Chu Qinghe also had a smile on his lips.

In the last life, in order to cater to clients, Chu Qinghe spent a lot of time practicing this thin golden body.

Including the memory of this life, this thin golden body alone has already entered the room.

And after appreciating the word Chuqinghe, Yaoyue's eyes also fell and swept across the ink of Chuqinghe one after another.

The shopkeeper at the side even recited a sentence after Chu Qinghe finished writing.

"A thousand trees are blooming at night in the east wind. It blows even more, and the stars are like rain. The carves of BMWs fill the road. The sound of the phoenix flute, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night."

"Moth's snow willow golden thread. The laughter is full of dark fragrance. The crowd is looking for him thousands of times. When I look back, the man is there, where the lights are dim."

While the shopkeeper was chattering, at first he didn't think much of it, but when he got to the back, when the shopkeeper's eyes fell on the paper, he couldn't move it away.

Especially when he chanted the last sentence "Suddenly looking back, the man is still there, in a dimly lit place", his face showed a look of amazement.

And Yaoyue and Dongfang Bubai, who were beside Chu Qinghe, couldn't help but chanted this sentence at this moment, their eyes sparkling brightly.

You must know that people sometimes have some sense of substitution unconsciously.

Just like Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue at this time, seeing the poem that Chu Qinghe had learned at this time, both women couldn't help but feel a feeling in their minds.

"This word seems to be made by me."

Under such thoughts, the eyes of the two women moved slightly, and when they looked at Chu Qinghe, their eyes softened unconsciously.

Although Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao at the side didn't understand poetry, they could feel the beauty in the words just by listening to what the shopkeeper read.

And it is inexplicably in line with the lantern festival tonight.

Therefore, Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao were not aware of Chu Qinghe's literary talents at this time.

Xiao Zhao couldn't help but said: "Young Master is so powerful."

Hearing Xiao Zhao's voice, Chu Qinghe smiled lightly.

In my heart, I am grateful for the nine-year compulsory education in my previous life, and I am also grateful that those poets in this world do not exist.

After putting down the pen, Chu Qinghe asked, "Can I change to five?"

The shopkeeper, who was still silent in the poem, came back to his senses and said hastily: "Yes, yes, you can choose these lanterns as you like, my lord."

After lightly nodding his head, Chu Qinghe said to Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao, "Go and pick!"

Hearing this, Qu Feiyan cheered and pulled Xiao Zhao to choose.

From time to time, I would ask Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue for their opinions.

While responding to Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao, Yaoyue and Dongfang Bubai focused their attention on the shopkeeper.

Glancing at the shopkeeper's act of putting away the poem as if he had found a treasure, the two women frowned.

Obviously, in the hearts of the two women, this thing should not belong to the shopkeeper, but to belong to them.

As if guessing what the two girls were thinking, Chu Qinghe said, "It's just a poem, if you think about it, I'll write it again, and exchanging poems for lanterns, isn't that what I got today?"

Hearing this, Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue turned their eyes away and chose their favorite lanterns instead.

However, during the selection, Yaoyue's lips moved slightly.

At the same time, the wave of true energy in Zi Yaoyue's body appeared and disappeared, and Dongfang Bubai, who was looking back and forth on the lantern at this time, did not even notice this subtle wave.

A little time later, accompanied by an extra exquisite lantern in the hands of the women and Chu Qinghe, they left amidst the shopkeeper's thanks.

It was also when the shopkeeper returned to the shop to admire the calligraphy left by Chu Qinghe before, a few Yihua Palace disciples in long snow-white dresses suddenly rushed into the shop.

A moment later, as the disciples of Yihua Palace left, the shopkeeper of the lantern shop stuffed the gold he just got into his sleeve.

Feeling the heavy sleeves, the shopkeeper of the lantern shop walked lightly.

While walking, Yaoyue glanced lightly at the distance.

After a few breaths, the corners of Yaoyue's mouth curled up as time went by.

It is one thing to be obedient or not, but quite another to be obedient.

Just like at this time, what Chu Qinghe said was not to embarrass the shopkeeper, wouldn't it be embarrassing to invite the moon to spend money?

Thinking of the beautiful poem just now, Yaoyue's mood was inexplicably good.

And when looking at Dongfang Bubai, Yaoyue still had a sense of IQ superiority in her heart.

After walking halfway through the city, Chu Qinghe said, "Let's go! Go shopping outside the city."

Hearing what Chu Qinghe said, Qu Feiyan asked curiously: "Outside the city? The lantern festival is inside the city, why go outside the city?"

Chu Qinghe explained: "There is a lantern festival inside the city, and the New Year's Day outside the north city."

After all, the commerce and trade in Yushui City is still prosperous, and there are many businessmen traveling from all over the world.

Even in Datang and Song Dynasty, there are convoys of merchants passing by.

And in the years, there is a lot of people's voices, so it is naturally a good time to do business.

It's just that the space in this city is limited, so every year, the open space outside the North City is the place where business and various performances gather.

After Chu Qinghe explained these things, the girls understood the situation.

And Qu Feiyan's interest was obviously successfully aroused.

Not long after, under the guidance of Chu Qinghe, several people also walked outside the northern city at this time.

Just like what Chu Qinghe said before, compared to the hustle and bustle in the city, the outside of the North City is bustling with people.

There are some vendors with street stalls everywhere, and some people are performing.

In the midst of intense interest, Qu Feiyan dragged Xiao Zhao eastward and westward again.

The novelty and smile on his face were almost uninterrupted, as if his body also had inexhaustible energy.

Chu Qinghe took a look at the movements of the two little girls from time to time, and took the two girls along the way to look at the things sold by the vendors around to see if there was anything he liked.

A moment later, Qu Feiyan, who had run away before, brought Xiao Zhao back to Chu Qinghe's side, and said excitedly, "My lord, there are people making iron flowers over there, take a good look."

While talking, Qu Feiyan raised his hand to hold Chu Qinghe and trot away towards the distance.

Chu Qinghe also let Qu Feiyan pull him like this.

But Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue followed behind without haste.

A moment later, as Chu Qinghe and the others moved forward tens of meters, they seemed to see an open space.

On the open space, more than a dozen blacksmiths stood in the center, and next to one blacksmith were eight simple stoves that were burning red.

As these eight blacksmiths threw out the freshly burnt molten iron, the other eight blacksmiths also used an iron rod to beat the molten iron into the air.

In an instant, as the iron juice was flying, it exploded in eight directions in the air like fireworks, implying that the eight horns are on the same track.

The bright red dots of fire combined with the fireworks bursting in the sky at this time and at that time, actually echoed each other to form a beautiful scenery.

At first glance, it feels like the night and the sky are full of fiery trees and silver flowers.

With such a beautiful picture in their eyes, Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao couldn't help but "wow", the voices were mixed with the shouts of other spectators around, making the night sky noisy.

Even Yaoyue and Dongfang Bubai, who were facing the sky at this time, were attracted by the beautiful scenery.

So, no matter what time it is, the atmosphere of life is stronger in small places.

If you change to the imperial city and those larger towns, it may be difficult to see the programs and beautiful scenery like now.

After a few breaths, Chu Qinghe turned his head slightly, and glanced at the two girls beside him.

With the help of the flames that lit up in the sky at that time, looking at the two girls with beautiful faces at this time, Chu Qinghe's gaze flickered slightly.

A little time later, as his eyes returned to the night sky, Chu Qinghe's face also had a wider smile.

A quarter of an hour later, as the molten iron in the furnace was exhausted and the new molten iron hadn't melted, the blacksmiths who had previously forged iron walked slowly around with a copper plate each.

But it is money for a reward.

And when a person walked by Chu Qinghe's side, Chu Qinghe also threw a piece of scattered silver into his copper plate.

The blacksmith thanked him again and again.

After watching a new round of blacksmithing for a while, the few people turned back satisfied.

While walking, he turned his head and looked at the iron flower that was constantly being scattered in the air in the distance, Qu Feiyan asked curiously: "The iron flower is made of pig iron. After the hammering, isn't the iron wasted?"

Hearing Xiao Zhao's inquiry, Chu Qinghe explained slowly: "Those blacksmiths all have a magnet that can absorb some small iron filings, and these blacksmiths will wait until the end of the program to use these magnets to refill these iron filings. It will take some time to take it back and melt it into iron, but the loss is almost negligible."

After learning about the recycling method of iron filings from Chuqinghe, Qu Feiyan suddenly said, "So that's how it is! I said, the bounties just now are probably not enough to buy those pig irons!"

Chu Qinghe smiled and said: "Don't think that others are fools. The blacksmith's pig iron needs to be reported to the government for how much it is used every month. If it is used once, it will be ignored. The government will not give up. .”

Immediately afterwards, after walking around here, the few people almost walked around the north of the city.

Seeing that many people outside the city gradually started to go inside the city, Chu Qinghe and the others also started to turn back.

"Ok?"

However, while walking, Chu Qinghe seemed to find something out of the corner of his eyes, and his footsteps stopped suddenly.

　The fifth chapter is [-] words long. It is already [-] words long. There is one more chapter to come. It may be delayed. If you can’t wait, you can read it the next day!The hard-working author, Jun, begs for the support of the first order!
　　
　
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