Watching the Dawn

Such things as stealing food must not be done often.

Looking at Master Feng Baozipu who just opened the door in the distance, Lu Yuan sorted out his clothes and walked over.

Master Feng is a tall and middle-aged man. Like the hard working people, he has a strong body and a dark face. Although his hair is a little stubble, he has a lot of energy to sit up and stand up.

"Master Feng is early." Lu Yuan stepped forward, learning what other people looked like, and saluted respectfully.

Master Feng got up early in the morning and got up four or four days with his daughter-in-law. She chopped up buns, noodles, and buns for an hour, and waited for the steamed buns to be put in the steamer before preparing to open for business. Those who eat breakfast. Lao Feng was holding the door panel, and he didn't want to see a beautiful little boy. He gave him a gift like an adult. The old Feng quickly put down the door panel in return.

"This little brother has something?"

Lu Yuan hadn't spoken yet, his face turned red.

"Master Feng, I ... I confessed to you, I stole your buns yesterday."

Old Feng took a closer look. The child had red lips and pink hands and feet, and was so courteous. It was not like the thieves and beggars on the street. It was estimated that it was a child of a big family. .

"It can't be called stealing. The younger brother shows his talents and eats two buns of Lao Feng, what Lao Feng asked."

"Master Feng, I ...", before Lu Yuan finished his words, tears fell. This is also the way Lu Yuan thought. If he is really polite with Lao Feng, and then introduces himself like a job search, it is estimated that Lao Feng is going to get people to catch the demon.

Is now a child. Of course, when he is wronged, he is mainly crying.

When a beautiful child like Lu Yuan cries, the person watching can feel a little bit distressed first. Lao Feng's family has no children. Seeing that he is getting older, he hopes his daughter-in-law to bear one day and night. This saw Lu Yuan crying, and seeing someone coming from afar, quickly pulled the landing far into the door, and then concealed the door panel.

At this time, the old Feng's wife came out from the middle and was a woman of less than thirty. She was wearing a blue cloth and had a normal appearance.

She saw Lao Feng pulling a good-looking child into the store, the child was still crying, and Lao Feng went to cover the door again. Suddenly startled, rushed over and took a few shots on the old Feng back.

"Be the master! You are crazy! Quickly return the children!"

The two people were commenting again.

Looking back, Lu Yuan sobbed and said his "experience", so that the two kind-hearted people also shed tears.

Lu Yuan didn't compile much unneeded things, but said that he woke up by the river and then followed the people into the city. All the previous situations can't be remembered. Only the experience after entering the city said a few things.

As he expected, Lu Yuan just stated from the child's perspective that the old Feng couple would naturally "supplement" the reasonable part in their minds.

Speaking of the Yuan Dynasty, it is not a safe and happy land, a prosperous world.

As the inferior Han people, officials are nothing more than the value of a donkey. Ordinary people can't count as dust and mustard, alive can only be called alive. As the old capital of Lin'an, the brutal cruelty of Yuan people is even worse!

Until the last 20 or 30 years, the population of Lin'an was nearly 70% to 80% less, and the damage was slowly stopped.

When he was a child, Feng often saw Yuan people like driving animals. He drove a large number of Han people through the city. Among them, the elderly and children cry, the officials lost their souls, the wives and concubines are disheveled. In the process, there are countless people who are scared to death.

Lao Feng only had a tragedy when Lu Yuan's family suffered. Only when the child escaped and was frightened, he could not remember the matter.

The husband and wife have a pair of eyes, and they all have thoughts to keep Lu Yuan behind.

If the child's family is still there, one day I found it, so that the old Feng couple only did a good deed, and the gods and gods blessed the family's incense.

If the child's family is absent, there can be a good omen for a child in the family. This child is born like a son of Guanyin, maybe he will bring a child. Even if ... it is really impossible to have a child, is there a pensioner?

Of course, to let Lu Yuan enter the Feng Family Ancestral Hall, this old Feng couple could not dare to think about it. Looking at the child's appearance, he knows that his status is not low. Such a child is not what the old Feng couple expects.

To say risk, there is really no risk.

This year, basically who to track down is to ask with one mouth. Where can I find a person who has fallen into a city as large as Lin'an?

The next day, Old Aunt Feng took the landing early and went out for a walk. In the face of the neighborhood, he led Lu Yuan back and said that it was her nephew to help. The neighborhood is nothing but the handsomeness of this little brother, but nobody takes it seriously.

The buns of the old Feng family are not large, and there are two rooms in front and behind. The large room in front just placed a few long benches for the guests eating buns to rest. Behind is the kitchen and the place to live. Old Feng came to Lu Yuan a little room and settled down.

Every day fetching water, grinding noodles, chopping buns and stuffing, the days have passed, and it is almost half a month later.

Lu Yuan knows too little about this era. After all, he is only a science student, and he is a computer ... The most useless career of retro travel.

Baozi was laid on the roadside from Linan South Gate to East Gate.

I want to say that the walls of Lin'an were demolished by the Yuan people, and they were never rebuilt. Of the eight gates up, down, left, and right, only four gates are still intact, and only the south gate and east gate are opened daily.

The south gate followed by the main business road. Pedestrians from south to north walked through the south gate to enter the city. Lu Yuan didn't bother to inquire about the audacity of freedom.

And the city of Fang is in the southeast of Lin'an City, so the two days can be rushed, so there are a lot of travelers from all over the guests. Luyuan's bun shop only sells one type of bun, which is cheaper and more affordable than the roadside. The guests who traveled here, naturally rich and rich, went to the restaurant inn to sharpen, and the shy ones bought a few big buns to satisfy their hunger. At least one seat was not shameful.

Lu Yuan greets these guests who travel from south to north every day, listening to their gossip and carefully checking the colors of the clothes, which is a bit confusing. Looking at people who walk a long way, many of them are Chinese with swords and swords, which is really strange.

Is the Yuan Dynasty policy so loose? When I asked Uncle Feng, I realized that the court only banned long weapons and horses. ! Hand-held control knives, hunting bows, etc., are safe and legal? ! Why does this make me love the heavens!

In fact, because the country has been settled for a long time, even the horses are at a level where the people do not hold officials. Most large families have one or two batches of horses, and the caravans are equipped with a large number of mules, but is this really the Yuan Dynasty?

Although he lacks historical knowledge, Lu Yuan does not lack common sense.

After Lu Yuan was busy, he would go to the front to help.

Most of the front are businessmen or servants, and no tables are needed. A large bun is placed in the middle of the stool, and two large tea bowls are placed on both sides, and the two can eat together as soon as they take the side.

Lu Yuan is helping to add steamed buns or add water, because wearing a short cloth with a thick cloth and rubbing some ash on his hands and feet, no one would think that this dirty child is special.

This afternoon, Lu Yuan, who was a little idle, was holding a steamed bun for lunch. Outside, a few dusty monks walked in.

Lu Yuan saw that they all had scars on their heads, obviously a true monk. But all of them were sturdy, and they were holding daggers and zen sticks, and they looked like those of darts. He had just walked through, and he was unsure whether the current monk would pay for the meal or alienate to eat, and could not help staying there.

Of course, the monk would not pay more attention to a dazed child. A few monks sat down one by one, and one monk shouted, "The store, ten pounds of buns!"

'S voice was like Hong Zhong's. He shouted out the stunned "Oops" Lu Yuan. He is not uncommon and weird, this sound is so strangely loud! Even the echo shook the house, and Pavarotti sang to the climax.

The leading middle-aged monk hummed softly, "Hui Feng, and be quieter, scaring the little donor."

The young monk who spoke immediately stood up respectfully and said back, "Yes, Uncle Shi."

At this time, Uncle Feng brought the buns up. The young monk named Huifeng reached out and took over the teapot in Lu Yuan's hand, filling the monks with tea.

Waiting for everyone to eat, Huifeng shyly said to the landing far: "I'm sorry, just scared you to pull."

Although he lowered his voice, it was a pity that he seemed to have a loud voice, and everyone still listened clearly. Several younger monks laughed a while.

Lu Yuan felt that the name Huifeng was familiar, and although these monks were carrying swords with them, they were very kind and had a good feeling in their hearts. He already had some doubts about the current dynasty, and he felt that this was an opportunity for temptation.

There are a lot of ten-jin buns, and you need to install ten or more sea bowls. Lu Yuan was waiting by the side, removing the new steamed buns at any time. A few monks did not speak, eating the stuffed buns like a lingering cloud.

Lu Yuan looked at one of the empty bowls, pretending not to see the Zen stick leaning on the side, and tripped on his feet.

I can't think of it. This Zen stick looks inconspicuous, but it is made of fine iron, with a weight of 50-60 pounds. Lu Yuan was unprepared, did not work **** his feet, and fell out. It doesn't matter if you drop yourself. This large pottery bowl cost dozens of dollars, and it broke enough for Uncle Feng to be distressed.

At that time, the monk named Huifeng quickly reached out, and Lu Yuan only felt that he turned involuntarily with a force, and then stood steadily.

"Are you ... a hero?", Putting down the Haiwan, Lu Yuan asked in surprise.

Buddha, you pit me! There are unscientific things like martial arts in this world? !

"Hehe," Huifeng monk waved his hand with a smile, "Little brother, I am just an ordinary monk, but not a hero."

"You must be a hero!" Lu Yuan took out a childlike attachment.

Huifeng shook his head, "I don't dare to be a monk, it's just the first time I've been out of the teacher's school, and it makes people laugh when I say it."

"The heroes are all helpers, you helped me, you are also heroes."

The leading monk nodded toward Huifeng, indicating that he was doing well. Huifeng touched her bald head, and she didn't know how to deal with it.

"Dare to ask the master's law number", seeing the landing is like a little adult clenching fists, but a few monks smiled happily, watching Huifeng and the children fooling around.

Huifeng is also a restless master in the school, and he just went out to work this time. Now that the teachers and uncles didn't care, they smiled and clenched their fists and replied, "The poor monk Shaolin sent Huifeng."

"Shaolin School!" Hui Feng's answer really surprised Lu Yuan. Is there really a Shaolin School? ! Wasn't it a wine and meat monk who came out to go public? !

"Oh? Do you know the Shaolin School?" Huifeng couldn't think of a bun shop kid who also knew the name of the teacher's door ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Several monks turned their eyes.

"Of course I know," Lu Yuan made a "I know a lot" look, "'The world martial arts out of Shaolin'! Shaolin school is the best school in the world!"

Several monks couldn't help smiling, middle-aged ones were better, and the teeth of the young monk who had smiled were all exposed. Everyone is thinking that this temple has been inherited for thousands of years. During the period, there are countless masters. The inheritance is all over the world, and even the children in the city have long been admired for the name of the gate.

The leading monk put down the food in his hands, and Su Rong stood up and folded to "The little donor has a reputation, a reputation."

Is a matter of fame and fame, even in the face of a naughty boy, it cannot be ignored.

Lu Yuan is entangled with this Huifeng asking this question, but unfortunately Huifeng monk, when he is a child, naturally does not want to say more, nor will he use words to ridicule him, but just laughs casually. Lu Yuan was very helpless, who let himself be a child now.

"This little brother, please help prepare ten pounds of vegetarian buns to take away." The leading monk said.

Lu Yuan promised to let the monk Huifeng pass and ran towards the back room. Before entering the door, the monk listening to the leader whispered a command. Lu Yuan's hearing was excellent. This sentence was clearly heard by him. It was like a thunder hitting his head, making him dizzy.

"This time we must stop Zhang Wuxia and keep Brother Dajin's door full. Although this matter is due to Brother Dajin's reason, but Wudang will always destroy the door, we can't fall into the name of this school!"

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