The devil is coming

Chapter 283
The carriage stopped behind the caravan shop on the roadside. There was no village or shop in the area, but it was an important place for caravans to sell goods. The caravan shop was opened specifically for these people.
Traveling around the world, traveling from north to south, and eating delicacies from all over the world, you can naturally get into this small mountain shop.
There are guest rooms, rooms with straw huts, where you can wrap yourself in a mat or some make-shift clothes and sleep;
There was food, and there was meat, and it smelled delicious.
Right now,
The blind man was sitting in front of this big pot of "meat dishes", holding two steamed buns in his hand.
Ding Heng and Cui Linfeng took the spoons given by the store and were eating happily from the pot. They both had big steamed buns in their hands. They took two bites of the steamed bun and one big bite. The steamed bun was so delicious.
This is caravan cuisine, but this caravan cuisine is completely different from what the blind man knows...
"Why, are you not used to eating?"
The sword master sat down next to the cauldron, asked for a spoon from the store, and held a steamed bun in his hand;
The sword master was indeed a swordsman. His technique was very fast and precise. With a click, he scooped out a big meatball from the cauldron and put it into his mouth, followed by another mouthful of steamed buns.
"call………"
The sword master let out a long sigh of contentment and seemed very satisfied.
This feeling is the same as Sichuan people finally eating authentic hotpot when they return home after not having it for a long time.
The blind man swallowed. He had the spoon in his hand, but he couldn't put it down.
It's not that I dislike everyone sitting together and eating without serving chopsticks. The blind man is not that particular. After all, he is on the road, and having a hot mouthful of food is really a great treat.
If you want to rush on your way, you can't figure out where you will stop today and eat tomorrow.
But the problem is that there is something wrong with this big pot of food. It is the leftovers that the owner specially collected from a restaurant in a small city more than ten miles away. After transporting them back, he mixed them together and ate them, cooking them into a hodgepodge. This is Jin The local caravan cuisine, because people who rely on their feet to eat generally have limited living conditions, but want to eat some food, they eat this specifically.
Sometimes the food will inevitably go rancid, but the store owner also has a way to do it, just like selling mutton skewers in later generations. Adding more aniseed ingredients will cover up the smell, leaving only the aroma.
The algorithm for selling money is also interesting. It counts according to where the spoon is, how many spoons you have poured, and finally the money is collected based on this, which is similar to the counting of bamboo sticks in later generations.
So when you take this spoonful, you really have to pay attention to it. You feel like you are making money when you fish out the meat. If you fish out a few vegetable leaves, tsk tsk...
The sword master ate so happily that the blind man couldn't help but wonder if his master brought him here to practice swordsmanship when he was a child.
It makes sense that everything can be changed without departing from its origin, and it makes sense to know everything. Who said you can't practice swordsmanship with a spoon?If you don’t have a sword in your hand, just have a sword in your heart.
With all these messy things in his mind, the blind man didn't dare to eat them. He asked for a bowl of hot water from the store, squatted on the edge and ate the steamed buns slowly.
at last,
Over there, Ding Heng and Cui Linfeng finished eating first, while the Sword Master continued to fight. The shopkeeper's youngest son was staring at the Sword Master's movements with his eyes wide open.
The sword master's spoons began to go too far. He was no longer satisfied with just one spoonful, but hooked him again and again. With this spoon, he pulled out seven or eight times as much as a full spoon.
The younger son was about to burst into tears just looking at it. The man in front of him would not be able to make back his money by scooping up this big pot of carabao food. The people coming behind him could see even a little bit of meat at a glance. No, who wants to sit down and continue fishing?
The owner of the shop was an elderly but energetic old man. He looked at this but was not angry. He just silently brought another bowl of rice wine.
"I didn't order any wine," the sword master said.
"It's a gift. Please raise your hand to take it."
The sword master nodded, took the wine bowl, took a sip of wine, put down the spoon, shook his head, and said with emotion:
“I haven’t had this taste in years, and I’m really panicking about it.”
"No." The old shopkeeper responded with a smile.
The sword master reached out and touched the head of the shop owner's youngest son and asked:
"How many spoons?"
"twenty."
"It's obviously eighteen," the sword master corrected.
The shopkeeper's youngest son pouted and looked at the sword master.
The sword master touched his pocket and said:
"Let's forget the other two together. By the way, the blind man didn't even take a spoonful."
"Take it." The old shopkeeper brought a bamboo stick.
The sword master gave the money, took the bamboo stick, and walked back to the carriage while picking his teeth.
There was a man lying behind the carriage, his face covered in blood, his right arm was broken, he was not dead, but he was already dying.
"Sir, this thief wants to take advantage of us to enter the store and touch our carriage."
Ding Hengxian reports.
The carriage is right next to the shop. People who eat here, not to mention Ding Heng, Cui Linfeng, are all veterans. The blind man even has his own radar. There is also a majestic swordsman sitting here, planning to steal this carriage. This thief is also good enough. Those who memorize words.
In the carriage, the child started crying again.
Ding Heng hurriedly picked up the child. As soon as he hugged him, the child stopped crying.
"hey-hey."
The sword master smiled, looked at the blind man, and said:
"Tell me about the Marquis's son. It's really strange. He cries incessantly no matter how much he is hugged by others, but when he is hugged by this old man with a smelly sweaty face and a fleshy face, he stops crying and smiles. "
The blind man said:
"The son of the Marquis likes to be murderous."
"What about me? Haven't I killed many more people than his surname Ding?"
The blind man shook his head and said: "My lord, you only have extremely pure sword energy, and no murderous aura. The murderous aura has been refined by you a long time ago."
"You guys used to be fortune tellers, right?"
"My lord is wise, you have seen all this."
"I've been traveling around the world for quite some time, and there really aren't many people who are as good at talking as you are."
"The adults are rude."
The blind man felt helpless. These days, he really relied on flattery to make a living. There were six others who were as miserable as him.
"You've all eaten, let's hit the road." The sword master shouted.
The carriage is back on the road.
Ding Heng was still sitting in the carriage holding the child, Cui Linfeng was inside ready to breastfeed, and the blind man and the sword master were driving.
"I haven't eaten a bite."
"I was naughty when I was a kid. It's my fault." The blind man said apologetically.
It is indeed very disrespectful for others to share "childhood delicacies" or "local specialties" with you, but you don't eat a bite.
"Haha, I'm not that hungry."
"Yes."
"The world is boring and likes to judge the four great swordsmen. To be honest, among the four great swordsmen, Li Liangshen can eat this one, but they can't eat the other two."
"It is well known that the food in Zhenbeihou's mansion is bland. It is said that on the day Zhenbeihou entered Beijing, he ate four or five ducks in one sitting."
"Haha, yes, but did you know that Li Liangshen only ate a little blandly? This blandness is just a little different from the delicacies of the real rich and powerful. But he has been adopted by the Hou Mansion as his adopted son since he was a child, and he lives a good life like this. No matter how bad it is, how bad can it be?"
"That's it."
"Let's talk about Baili Feng of Nagan Kingdom. Everyone thinks that he became prosperous because he sailed to Beijing in white clothes and was worshiped as the prince's martial arts master by the official family of Nagan Kingdom. In fact, his Baili family was originally from Jiangnan, and his family had vast hectares of fertile land. There is."
"I see, I really don't know."
"Besides, that person from Chu State is originally a great nobleman of Chu State, and his family's fief is not small at all, so he has the leisure to devote decades to studying sword making."
The blind man immediately said:
"My lord, are you from a rough background?"
If people want to express their emotions, you have to help build a ladder.
"Cao Mang really can't be mentioned. My surname is Yu, the surname of the emperor of Jin Dynasty, but everyone can see clearly what kind of life the emperor of the Yu family lived in the past few years. To be honest, when I was a child, my father and mother left. We have to get up early, and my brother and I often don’t even have enough to eat.”
"So, sir, among the four great swordsmen, I have always admired you the most. You are really inspiring."
"Oh, so the world comments on the swords of the four of us. Each has its own destiny and merits. However, everyone knows that the paths taken by the swords of the three of them and mine are completely different."
"Sir, I'm so brave..."
"Are you brave? You are not timid at all. You took off my brother's head, you dared to catch up with his brother's car, and you dared to sit next to his brother and walk for so many days."
"…………"blind.
"Scared?"
"That's a matter on the battlefield, and everyone has his own master." The flattery on the blind man's face faded away, leaving only a trace of indifference.
"This is how you should be. Don't tell me, you are quite handsome."
The blind man suddenly felt a chill on his back.
The hobbies of Jin people are really...
"After the Yan army withdrew, before I went to Litian City, I went back to Gyeonggi. Have you ever been there and had a bowl of broth? It's a time-honored shop."
The blind man thought for a while and said, "Sure enough, being naughty will definitely cause trouble."
That night, the Yan army defeated the Jin army in the capital.
The blind man and the demon king worked together to kill Yu Huacheng. Liang Cheng took the head to report his merits. The blind man opened a time-honored broth shop in the city. It was said to have been passed down for hundreds of years and drank a bowl of broth.
The smell of blood still lingers on the body, and taking another sip of delicacies with historical heritage is in line with the petty bourgeois sentiment that the blind man likes.
"I go to that shop often." The sword master said, "How does it taste?"
"It's really delicious."
"Oh, let's do it this way. I believe that everyone is their own master. My revenge, my brother's death, even if I blame Tian Wujing, I don't want to pursue others anymore, otherwise I will kill him alone. Wan Jingnan’s army is unrealistic.”
"Thank you sir."
"But since you have delivered it to me, I won't be polite. You have to answer, what is the difference between my sword and the three of them? If you answer it correctly, everything will be fine. If you answer it incorrectly, you will keep your life."
The blind man took a deep breath,
I didn’t think much about it either.
Slowly he said:
"The swords of the Chu swordsmiths are too skilled in craftsmanship; the swords of the Baili family are too noble; the swords of Li Liangshen are too vicious. Only you..."
"What am I so angry about?"
"Earth energy."
"Oh?"
"I'm not flattering you. The reason why Mrs. Jingnan Hou dares to hand over her child to you is that a gentleman can be bullied. However, this is also the most respectable thing about you. Being trusted by your enemies is a kind of truth in itself. .”
"Yes, even though it's not flattery, these words are more helpful to me than flattery. You can hear it."
"Huh? What do you smell?"
"Don't you smell it?"
"Smell what?"
The sword master pointed forward and stopped the carriage.
"It's so noble."
On one side of the road, a woman came out. The woman was wearing a dark yellow dress and holding a sword in her hand.
"Thyme orchid?" said the blind man.
"Hey, you know a lot of interesting people."
"I've met her before. I know her, but she doesn't know me."
The sword master pointed to the thyme orchid in front of him,
Said to the blind man:
"Look, we haven't taken a shower for several days because we were on the road. When someone came to rob us, we were able to burn incense and bathe in advance, change into a clean dress, and then walk out. Look at those shoes again. They came out from the mud. When I walked out, it wasn't stained with much mud, and it was new.
This is so noble. "
Thyme orchid lies in front of the sword,
open the way;
"Thyme Lan, I have met the Sword Master of Jin."
The sword master leaned back slightly,
wave your hand,
Road:
"Girl, you recognized the wrong person."
Thyme Lan opened her mouth and said:
"I didn't expect that the Sword Master of Jin would also like to joke in front of women."
"No kidding, where did the Sword Master of Jin come from?"
"Isn't that you?"
"But the Jin Kingdom died early."
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Just one chapter today, and I’ll make up for the missing one tomorrow, don’t panic!
(End of this chapter)