Talk about the world of mortals in detail

It is naturally a long way from Dayan Capital to Yuanjiang County in Dayong. For most ordinary people, if they are so far apart, they may not be able to get there in their lifetime, let alone have a suitable way to get there.

But for Yi Shuyuan, returning is naturally not difficult.

But before returning to Yuanjiang County, Yi Shuyuan went to Dengzhou first.

"Master, don't we go to Yuanjiang County immediately?"

Shi Sheng asked in the clouds, and Yi Shuyuan glanced in the direction of Cangnan.

"You can't go empty-handed, just give in to others."

After Yi Shuyuan finished speaking, the clouds fell and drifted towards Dengzhou City.

People are coming and going on the streets of Dengzhou. In an alley in the north of the city, there is a time-honored tavern called "Liu Ji Wine Shop". It was also the first merchant to make shoulder-to-shoulder wine.

Now that Toujian Liquor has become famous, Liu Ji's wine shop is naturally doing a lot of business, but this is just a small amount. The more profit lies in expanding the winery's brewing scale to supply the whole city, the whole state, the entire Lingdong and even the whole country. There are also many cooperative wineries.

Liu Ji’s Liquor Store has always been preserved, with the oldest local shochu shop attached to the back for local individual customers to come and buy wine. It only sells one kind of wine. Although it is on a remote road, it is much cheaper than other restaurants. few.

When Yi Shuyuan took Shi Sheng to find this alley, he could vaguely smell the aroma of wine while standing at the entrance of the alley, and there were diners coming and going from time to time in the alley.

Walking along the alley to the wine shop, the aroma of the wine was already very strong, and what Yi Shuyuan smelled was not only the aroma of the wine itself, but also under synaesthesia, it seemed that he could re-experience the events of the past and the process of brewing the wine. process.

Along the way, Yi Shuyuan held a wine gourd in his hand and opened the mouth of the gourd, as if to collect the special odor of wine into the gourd, or maybe it was not just the odor of wine.

"Master, the wine here smells so strong, I don't like it very much."

Shi Sheng covered his nose. He felt that the smell of wine here was too strong and overpowering, so naturally he was not willing to inhale the smell of wine and feel the emotions involved.

Yi Shuyuan didn't speak yet. The shopkeeper of the wine shop over there looked outside and saw a gray-haired scholar and a child coming over. He immediately said with a smile.

"You're a kid and you still don't understand. When you grow up, you'll know how good this smell is. This guest officer looks strange. Are you here to get a drink or order a drink?"

Yi Shuyuan looked at the simple appearance of the wine shop. In a relatively crowded room at the end of the alley, the counter was directly connected to the outer wall. There were not even tables and stools inside, but only large and small wine jars.

Drinkers who come and go also buy wine outside, and take it away after handing it to the counter.

"To make wine, bring your own drinking utensils."

The shopkeeper nodded, saying that even if he was not a big customer, he was preparing the bucket.

"You came at the right time. You have just finished a jar of old wine. This jar is newly opened. Where are your drinking utensils?"

Yi Shuyuan quickly took the wine gourd from behind and placed it on the counter. The shopkeeper immediately became happy when he saw the wine gourd.

"This gourd looks really good. If you are not a wine lover, you won't have it. Well, it should be able to hold five kilograms."

The wine gourd looks like it has been patinated on the outside. Not only does the shape look very comfortable, but it also has a moist luster. The mouth of the gourd has a vine head wrapped with a soft stopper. When it is closed, it looks like it has just been removed from the vine. The complete gourd looks very pleasing to the eye.

After shaking the gourd and playing with it, the shopkeeper opened the mouth of the gourd and smelled it. There was a light and honest fragrance.

The funnel and bucket worked together, and the shopkeeper felt that the wine gourd was almost full in no time. He couldn't help but play with it before plugging the mouth of the gourd and placing it on the counter.

"If you pay a little more than five jins, let's count it as five jins. It's fifty cents."

“Sure enough, it’s more affordable than other places, and the aroma of wine seems to be stronger.”

"Ha, no! The shoulder-to-shoulder wine outside is not as good as this. It is at least 30% more expensive. If you go out of Dengzhou, it will be 50% more expensive. If you go out of Lingdong, it will be difficult to buy. Moreover, each store is more expensive than the next. How much it costs depends on the conscience of the local shopkeeper!"

The shopkeeper always had a smile on his face when he spoke, and he was obviously very proud that his wine had become a famous wine that was spread throughout the world.

Yi Shuyuan put down the copper coins, took the wine bottle, nodded with a smile, and left with Shi Sheng toward the entrance of the alley.

"Hey, sir, can you part with that wine gourd of yours? I'll pay you two taels of silver!"

The shopkeeper's voice came from the end of the alley. Yi Shuyuan turned around and said "No" and left again. Shi Sheng kept laughing on the side, and Hui Mian also grinned.

"This guy really knows his stuff!"

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The streets in Yuanjiang County cannot be compared with the rebuilt Dengzhou City, but they are also very smoky. This season, there are many more mountain farmers who come to the city to sell goods.

Shouting and shouting are heard here one after another, and in addition, many people in this small place actually know each other, so it is inevitable that they all say hello.

However, Yi Shuyuan, who had not appeared here for many years, and who was once considered a relatively homely man, was walking on the street, and no one could recognize him.

Hui Mian lay on Shi Sheng's head and said.

"Sir, apart from your own family, most of your acquaintances in Yuanjiang County are people from the county government. However, nowadays, there are not many officials who have been promoted and retired, right?"

"There are still some left, but in a dozen years there may not be much left."

I walked along the street to the famous Tongxin Building in Yuanjiang County, but now the shopkeeper at the counter has been replaced, and the waiters in the building didn't meet any familiar people. The shopkeeper of Zuibinlou was still there, but he didn't recognize Yi Shuyuan.

After buying wine, food and wine bottles, Yi Shuyuan's destination was outside a small three-bedroom courtyard at the west end of the city.

This small courtyard was the home where Old Coach Lu lived for half his life. He had been living here since he retired from the world and returned to Yuanjiang County to become the Yamen Stick Coach. It was still the same after he retired.

The morning sun swayed down and illuminated most of the small courtyard.

The seventy-nine-year-old old coach was sitting on a chair, and there was a small table beside him. There were wine bottles and cups on it, and the side dish to accompany the wine was a small plate of peanuts.

Late autumn and nearly winter make it easy for the elderly to feel cold, even the old coach, especially in the past few days, when he was sitting on a chair with an old clothes covering him.

There were stone locks, stone poles, stone mills, and big swords and guns in the courtyard. The old man looked at everything in his eyes and drank the wine in small sips. When he picked up the jug again, he found that there was no wine. He shook it twice. Only a few drops will come out every time it is poured down.

"Master, don't ask me to drink for you. The doctor told you to drink less!"

In the kitchen over there, a young man was busy preparing to boil water for cooking. He glanced outside and knew that the master had finished drinking it again.

"Hey, I remember when I was in the world, I could drink a jar of wine in one meal. This small jar of wine is not even enough to moisten my throat!"

The young man came out to hold firewood. Hearing this, he couldn't help but ask again.

"Master, you always say that my martial arts skills are not up to par in the world of martial arts, but no one from the Yamen who comes to see you is my match. When can I go out and fight in the world of martial arts?"

The old instructor looked at his true disciple, with a smile on his face.

"Hurry up, hurry up"

"Really? When?"

"Bring me another bottle of wine and I'll tell you!"

The young man suddenly became energetic, but when he heard the old man say this with a smile, he immediately curled his lips.

"You are definitely lying to me, so I won't give you a beating!"

At this time, a cheerful voice came from outside.

"The old coach is out of wine? I still have some left!"

This sound.

This sound!

The old man looked for his reputation and saw two people, one old and one young, standing at the entrance of the courtyard. The elder among them was a Confucian scholar, wearing a Confucian scarf and dark clothes. He was Yi Shuyuan who was dressed similar to the one he wore in the county government.

At this glance, Yi Shuyuan seemed to have come from the old coach's memory to reality, which made him couldn't help but rub his eyes.

"Mr. Yi? It's really you!"

Yi Shuyuan chuckled.

"Can we still have a holiday?"

The young man holding firewood in the courtyard looked at the courtyard door blankly and murmured.

"Is this the Mr. Yi that Master and Yamen uncles often mention?"

However, when the young man glanced out of the corner of his eye, he was startled. The old man covered with clothes on the seat actually stood up.

"Master, don't be so hasty when you get up!"

The old coach didn't care so much. He walked towards the courtyard with slightly shaky legs.

"Quick, sir, please come in quickly, please come in quickly, where have you been these past years? I haven't heard from you for a long time! This is"

Shi Sheng immediately ran to the old coach and supported him, then raised his head and smiled.

"Old instructor, my name is Mo Shisheng, and I am Master's disciple!"

When the old coach nodded, Yi Shuyuan had already walked to his side, holding the gourd in one hand and supporting the old man with the other, walking step by step towards the chair on the cornice.

Only then did the young man react and hurriedly saluted Yi Shuyuan.

"Junior Xiao Yuzhi, meet Mr. Yi!"

"Well, please bring out another chair."

"Hey!"

When Yi Shuyuan helped the old coach sit down again, the young man also ran out with a chair, and hurriedly greeted him as soon as he put the chair down.

"Sir, please sit down and I will boil water for you to make tea."

"No, I want to have a drink with the old coach!"

As Yi Shuyuan spoke, he put the oil paper bag and the wine gourd he was holding in his other hand on the small table. The old coach's eyes suddenly lit up. When he saw the wine gourd, he seemed to think of the wine in it in his early years. Saliva was secreted continuously.

"Uh, Mr. Yi, my master's body."

"You bastard! I haven't seen Mr. Yi for more than ten years, how can I not have a few drinks?"

"Don't worry, Yi also knows a little bit about medical skills. Drinking a little wine won't have much impact on your master's condition."

The young man frowned with suspicion.

"Is that so?"

"You bastard, go boil some water!"

"well"

The young man shrank his neck and hurriedly picked up the firewood he had just put down and went to the kitchen. Shi Sheng jumped up and said "I'm here to help" and followed him.

Yi Shuyuan sat down on the other side of the small table and looked at the old coach who still looked very excited.

"It seems that the old coach has finally found his favorite successor!"

"Hahahahaha, it's all thanks to Mr. Long and Daxia Long. This brat has long wanted to make a career in the world, but I'm still reluctant to let him go."

As he said that, the old coach looked at the wine gourd again.

"Mr., do you still have this wine gourd? I wonder what kind of wine is in it?"

Looking at this greedy look, which didn't look like he was running out of time at all, Yi Shuyuan also had a smile on his face.

“I wonder if the old coach has ever heard of Dengzhou’s shoulder-to-shoulder wine?”

"Shoulder-bearing wine? This is a famous spirit. I have only heard the name but not tasted the taste. Hahahahahaha, sir, you know me well. This is just what I want!"

Yi Shuyuan's smile did not change.

"How can we visit an old friend without bringing something good?"