Comprehensive martial arts: The golden body is indestructible at the beginning

Guangling, Nanhua City.

As the central city of Guangling Road, the most prosperous area in Liyang, although Nanhua City cannot compare with Tai'an City in terms of heritage and momentum, it is even more prosperous.

In the early morning, at the busiest street in the city, Zhang Wenku set up a tea stall as usual.

The weather is getting warmer, and the business of the tea stalls has begun to pick up.

Although the winter in Guangling is not too cold, few people are willing to sit outside and drink tea in the cold wind. In the end, the body is not warmed by the cold wind.

After all, there are only a few good earning years at the end of the year. If you don't take advantage of these days to work hard, you will be exhausted again at the end of the year.

Thinking of this, Zhang Wenku's movements became more agile. After setting up the stall, he placed five large pots on the stove, sprinkled three handfuls of tea leaves into each pot, and poured in mountain spring water brought from the countryside early in the morning. , skillfully started to light a fire.

People who come to his tea stall to drink tea do not pay attention to three brews, three brews, first and second brews, as long as the tea is strong in flavor.

Zhang Wenku has always done this very well, and the clear and sweet mountain spring water has helped him attract many repeat customers.

Seeing that the big pot began to emit slight white steam, Zhang Wenku found a place to sit down, paying attention to the tea, and enjoying the last moment of leisure in a daze.

The eldest son of the family is going to study abroad soon, which is when money is needed.

Several generations of the old Zhang family have produced such a seed for reading, and they have to provide it even if they want to sell it;

The second child is taller. He only made clothes last year, and this year half of his ankles are exposed. He doesn't know how much money he can make this year. If it's not possible, he can only make do with him and wear the eldest child's clothes first.

The third child is now at the age where he can eat and sleep, but fortunately he has his second brother to take care of him, otherwise the family would really have no manpower.

Zhang Wenku smiled happily when he thought of the three edible boys at home.

It's not because he favors boys over girls. To be honest, the three young boys at home are tired of watching it too much. He also wants a considerate little cotton-padded jacket.

But the two mountains of meat on Guangling Road made him decisively nip this idea in the bud.

Song Laowen, who lives next door, gave birth to two daughters and is now so worried that his hair has turned white.

It happened that the two girls followed their dead mother, and they were extremely beautiful. Now Song Laowen did not dare to let her two daughters go out. They stayed at home all day long, for fear that one day he would not be there, and the daughters would let him go. The people from the palace took it away.

But what's the use of that?

If the people in the palace get wind of it, it doesn't matter who you are.

The county government office was surrounded by a group of sergeants before.

The usually aloof and aloof county magistrate knelt on the ground that day and knocked his head to the point of bleeding. It was because he did not keep his wife and daughter.

The man opposite didn't even look at him and kicked him over.

I heard that the county magistrate resigned and returned to his hometown the next day. Poor Han Chuang, who had studied hard for decades and finally won the imperial examination, finally got this result.

Ugh!

Zhang Wenku sighed with both joy and helplessness, stood up and punched his waist, then walked to check the fire to prevent the water in the pot from boiling dry.

Looking at the tea leaves rolling up and down in the pot, Zhang Wenku sighed for no reason.

Everyone is like tea leaves, no one can escape, no one can hide.

They all have to be cooked in this teapot.

In this world...you can't help yourself!

Zhang Wenku shook his head, added a ladle of water to the pot, and suddenly saw a flash of white out of the corner of his eye.

He raised his head and was lost for a moment.

What a handsome young man!

There are many noble people in Nanhua City, and I have seen a lot of young master Zhang Wenku coming and going, but none of them can match the appearance of the person in front of me.

Not to mention the indescribable aura of the man in front of him, which made him instantly nervous.

Zhang Wenku, who was afraid of offending the noble man, walked up to Lu Yuan cautiously and hesitated: "Master, what...what do you want?"

"Let's see." Lu Yuan placed the copper coins on the table, smiled and nodded, "As long as it relieves my fatigue."

With a smile on his face, Zhang Wenku reached out to wipe the copper coins from the table and put a handful in his pocket, which was enough for three bowls of tea.

Although Zhang Wenku muttered in his heart, he still placed three bowls of freshly brewed tea on Lu Yuan's table, then hid aside and carefully observed Lu Yuan's expression.

Lu Yuan took a sip and said with a smile: "Shopkeeper, this tea is good."

"You're honored." Zhang Wenku nodded and said, "As long as you drink happily."

"I'm very happy." Lu Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the street, and said as if unintentionally: "How long have you been operating this store?"

"It's been six or seven years. You have good eyesight and you chose our tea stall at a glance." Zhang Wenku gave a thumbs up and said with a flattering smile: "You don't know that this street belongs to our tea stall. The best.

Other families use well water to fool around with things, but our family only uses serious mountain spring water! "

"You've been driving for so long, do you know where the palace is?" Lu Yuan asked.

Zhang Wenku was startled, subconsciously shrank back, and said timidly: "Are you related to the palace?"

"Yes." Lu Yuan put the empty tea bowl on the table, picked up another bowl and said, "The palace asked me to do something."

Zhang Wenku's face turned pale, a hint of imperceptible fear flashed in his eyes, and his voice trembled slightly: "You...what exactly do you do?"

"Pig-killer."

"Pig-killer?!" Zhang Wenku's voice suddenly rose an octave higher.

Lu Yuan, dressed like a knife and a sword, doesn't look like a pig butcher!

"Why, it doesn't look like it?" Lu Yuan put the empty tea bowl on the table, patted the sword on his waist and said with a smile: "The palace will have a banquet in two days. If you don't kill a fat pig, what will you do with it?" Where’s the finale?”

Zhang Wenku nodded as if he understood.

How could he know what to eat at a banquet in the palace?

That's right, the prince is a human being too. Maybe it's like running a running mat in the village. Without a fat pig, what's the point of making a elbow?

only......

Zhang Wenku pointed at Lu Yuan's sword and said hesitantly: "What does the pig butcher do with a sword?"

Lu Yuan said naturally: "The road is not peaceful, he is just a fake, used to bluff people."

Zhang Wenku touched his chin and said suspiciously: "But your knife doesn't look like a pig-killing knife, and..."

"My family is in ruins, so I have no choice but to go out and beg for food."

Lu Yuan's face showed just the right amount of bitterness, which relieved most of Zhang Wen's doubts.

He no longer had the awe just now, walked up to Lu Yuan, patted his shoulder, nodded and said: "Looking at the thin arms and legs, they are quite strong.

But can you move a big fat pig alone?

If the pig gets anxious, three or five of them can't hold it down. "

"Don't worry, old man." Lu Yuan smiled brightly, "I'm a sharp knife, I guarantee you'll kill him with one blow."

"Good boy." Zhang Wenku patted Lu Yuan's shoulder again and said in a deep voice, "It's never shameful to rely on your own craftsmanship to make a living."

After that, he pointed to the outside of the tea stall and said: "Go straight and turn right. There are two big stone lions in front of the door."

Lu Yuan thanked him, stood up, picked up the tea bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

Only then did Zhang Wenku notice the mud on Lu Yuan's feet and the dust on his white clothes. He thought about it and then warned: "The palace has many rules. After you go there, talk less and do more. Don't offend the nobles.

When you come back after killing the pig, I'll treat you to a cup of tea. "

Lu Yuan was startled, then smiled and said, "I take your words seriously."

"Go, go, how much is a bowl of tea worth?" Zhang Wenku waved his hand impatiently and began to clear the table.

When he raised his head, he found that Lu Yuan had disappeared.

"You brat, your feet are pretty fast."

Zhang Wenku muttered, hummed a tune and put the tea bowl into the barrel...