In the Tang Dynasty, the county town of Changxing county was called XiaoChang'an, and the streets and squares were adjacent to each other, and Lu and Yan were connected. There are cloth, pharmacies, liquor stores, tea shops in the city, and the crowds are crowded. Lu Yu's house is in the most remote corner of the city, wooden houses, bamboo hedges, a cabbage in front of the door, round and turquoise leaves. Stone bridges, streams, a pastoral atmosphere.
There was an old servant in the house, with the back of his ears, hunched over, and barefoot. The old servant prepared food, Liu Youyu and Mo Xiaohong helped each other, came to the so-called kitchen, did not see the stove, there were bristles, urns and other utensils. Jasmine Xiaohong had never cooked a meal, and in the era of Chao Zhiyun, she didn't even need to order food, she wanted to see how Tang People cooked. Liu Youyu can cook, but the Tang Dynasty did not have an iron pot, and the names of these families in front of him are incomplete, let alone how to cook. The old servant did not say a word, washed the purple potatoes, and put them into a water-filled koshiki with a hollowed-out grate, placed on the mane, and lit a firewood. Lu Yu wanted to eat spinach, Liu Youyu did not know what spinach was, and saw the old servant collecting cabbage outside the door, which Fang knew when Tang Dynasty called it pineapple.
Lu Yu, who loves spinach, plans to write a book "PineApple Theory", on the origin, cultivation, cooking, and related records of pineapple. He said that Jing was named because "Ling Dong does not wither, has four hours, and has the exercise of pine". Pineapple, cure thirst, and lamb is very beautiful, winter moon boiled as a soup food, can eliminate the accommodation, under the qi to cure cough. Han Yu wrote a poem for this: the evening pineapple was finely cut into fat tripe, and the new shoots tasted tender horseshoe for the first time.
"No, no, no." Liu Youyu shook his hand and said, "Write about tea, write about tea." ”
In fact, Lu Yu did not want to write "Tea Theory", the tea ceremony competition was lost, and the name of the tea champion was lost, but it was a pity that he could not see the Tea Heavenly Book.
"I promise, you will get the Tea Heavenly Book." Liu Youyu said.
As soon as his voice fell, 4 editors came in the courtyard. Lu Yu said that these bad people came here to do even more.
What is a bad person?
Lu Yu laughed and said that he was specially designed to catch thieves.
The bad people at the head shouted loudly: "The tea leaf book given by the emperor has been lost, and he has been ordered to search for suspicious people." ”
Liu Youyu was overjoyed in his heart and secretly thought that Zheng Would win the hand. The bad guy rushed straight to Liu Youyu to check the household registration certificate. But where is Liu Youyu? Bad people will take it away.
Lu Yu stopped and said that Liu Youyu had just returned to the vulgarity and was his new tea servant. Bad humanity, if usual, Mr. Hong gradually's face, will definitely give enough. Unfortunately, there are words from above, and the flat head without hair is brought back, and if there is nothing to ask, it will be released the next day. For example, liu youyu and other undocumented people, as long as it is not related to the theft of tea leaves, they will also issue identity certificates.
Liu Youyu thought to himself, if the dispute continues, Mo Xiaohong will be arrested without customs clearance documents, if he follows them, let Mo Xiaohong settle in Lu Yu's house for one night. Then he said to Lu Yu, "Follow the pawn in the next place, so as to earn a clean slate." ”
Lu Yu nodded and said that Huzhou Assassin Yan Zhenqing was a Qing official and would not come randomly. Liu Youyu looked at Mo Xiaohong affectionately. I hope that through the look in my eyes, I can make her understand that I can take care of myself and assemble everything according to the original plan. Jasmine Nodded slightly, and Liu Youyu speculated that she had understood her intentions.
Stepping out of Lu Yu's house, the sun sank in the west, pulling up pieces of purple xia.
The first bad person said, it looks like you are not a bad person, put it in peacetime, never be embarrassed, there are words on it, and those with short hair will bring it back.
The road passes through the avenue, which is the north-south passage of the city. Several soldiers were preparing to close the city gate, and the city gate read "Yingchun Gate", and there was a flat dirt road outside. At that time, someone shouted, the displaced people are coming, stop them. The leader of the bad guys was immediately alert and ordered the other three to pick up the stick, but Liu Youyu was unaware and hid aside.
A group of ragged people, yellow-skinned, with a few baggage in their hands, like a tide, strange screams rushed in. The bad guy shouted and waved his stick to meet him. The homeless people who ran in front of them squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands. The bad guys' sticks immediately fell on them, but the displaced people behind them rushed out of the city gate with their eyes closed.
There are also homeless people wielding wooden sticks, and bad people wrestling. In the chaos, Liu Youyu felt dragged a little, and he couldn't help himself, getting involved in the tide of displaced people and running with him. If he did not follow, he would most likely be trampled to the ground by the displaced people.
In that instant, the crowd was like a tidal wave, sweeping him away. He looked back and was already outside the city. The gates of the city closed slowly, and there were displaced people who had not run out, and the cries of the heavens were heard outside the city.
Liu Youyu wanted to stop and take a breath. The displaced people regarded him as their own and shouted at him, don't stop, you will die. When he first left the city, Liu Youyu was at the front of the line, gradually falling behind, and by the octagonal moonlight, he saw that there were only thirty or fifty displaced people left, all of whom were young and strong men. He has good physical fitness and does not feel tired after playing football all afternoon, but he is still far from the homeless people with skin and bones. Thinking about it, "Displaced people are running desperately to save their lives." It is a pity that I am a good citizen, and I am inexplicably and wonderfully involved. ”
——(Excerpt from The New World of Tea.) The book has been signed as a film and television copyright, and is excerpted here for appreciation only and for publication cooperation. Please do not reprint. Thank you for your cooperation. ）