The cold wind is bitter and the waves are raging, and the lights are bright in the boat awning,

It’s not that you don’t know the bad road, so it’s better to move forward.

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When approaching Yunzhong Mountain, Fang Chang did not choose to enter the mountain from the back, but instead went around in a big circle.

He was still a hundred miles from Yunzhong Mountain from the northeast, turned south, and in Guangping Prefecture under Yangzhou, turned west, passed Long'an Prefecture, and returned to Ninghe Prefecture.

There is an official road from Long'an Mansion that leads directly to Huaifeng Mansion. It passes through Linxi Village and leads to Huqiao Town.

Fang Chang found a carriage in Long'an Mansion, bought a seat to get off at Huqiao Town, and then followed the passengers and were carried along the official road by carriages.

The appearance of Huqiao Town has not changed much when I came here last time.

After all, although Fang Chang encountered many things after going down the mountain this time, he did not stay outside the mountain for a long time.

This year's winter is colder than usual. The water in Baigou River has not yet thawed. In front of Fuhu Bridge, there is still snow on the top and shade.

Because it is located in a key transportation location, it is still like usual, with people coming and going, and the cars and horses are very lively.

At the get-off position set up by Huqiao Town, he showed the ticket to buy seats. He jumped out of the carriage and did not go to have dinner with the passengers on the same route, but walked along the street and came to Lao Xu's mutton noodle stall.

The carriage is twice as fast as walking with both feet. It's just after noon, not evening. It seems that this time I can't meet the knowledgeable sedan chairman Xie Guang'an.

"A bowl of mutton noodles, the mutton must be double."

"Okay--! I haven't seen you for a long time, please sit down." The stall owner, Old Xu, always had a good memory. He recognized Fang Chang, had a very enthusiastic attitude, and as he spoke, his hands were completely moved. He quickly pulled the noodles into thin slices like cicada wings and threw them into a big pot with water rolling splashes.

A regular customer next to him asked the stall owner: "Old Xu, your son hasn't come back yet?"

When he heard someone ask about this, he said happily: "It should take him a while. A few days ago, there were letters sent here. Although they were a little crooked, he wrote them himself! I went to Chenghuang Temple to find Manager Liu to read the letter. During the exam, several classes compared together, and he got the third place. The teacher admired it very much. He heard that there were no books at home, so he suggested that he study at school for a few more days and come back before the end of the year."

A regular customer complimented while eating tofu noodles: "That's a blessing. I have heard of the school in Xingqing Mansion. It's the best and there are many people. If you can get the third place, you must be a talented person. Maybe you, Lao Xu, can even fly out of a Jinshi and shine your family."

"This is impossible. As long as he is more literate and happy, there is no extravagance for something like a Jinshi." Old Xu was modest, his expression and cheerful tone showed that he was very helpful to this compliment.

During the conversation, the noodles were cooked and served. Add double portions of fat and thin mutton slices, poured them on the marinade of stewed mutton with oily flowers, sprinkled with a few green green onions, and brought them with a man in a steaming manner.

"Customer, your face."

"Thank you."

Fang Chang took it, added some ingredients, picked up the chopsticks and ate it.

The taste is as usual.

Diners around are also very helpful. In this weather where the sun is hanging high and the air conditioning is whizzing, it is truly a pleasure to eat a bowl of steaming noodles.

There were only two people busy at the noodle stall. In addition to Lao Xu, it was his son-in-law, the man who just gave Fang Chang a face. Lao Xu's daughter Xu Lianrong was not here. Fang Chang looked up and saw that Lao Xu and his son-in-law were happy. It seemed that soon, there would be more than one baby in the family members.

After eating the noodles, Fang Chang came to the tavern in the town.

"Shopkeeper, make wine." After saying that, he put the gourd on the desk.

"Okay, how much do you want?" It seemed that he looked at Fang Chang's dough, and the shopkeeper specially quoted him the price. "Ordinary wine is still a big bowl of one penny, but the customer should not make such a thing - better three-in-one mention, medium five-in-one seven-in-one mention, half-in-one offering, high-end fifteen-in-one offering, the best hundred-in-one brew is sold in two."

"The price has increased again."

"Yes, although the harvest is good, the year is not as good as in previous years. And it seems that the whole world's grain prices are rising, and our Ninghe Mansion is no exception. Wine is the best food. When the grain prices rise, the price of wine will naturally go online."

Fang Chang secretly made up his body and took the package and took out the money string: "Come on twenty."

"Okay~!"

Seeing that the business was completed, the shopkeeper was very excited and turned around and went to make a drink.

As the price of wine has increased compared to the past, the business of this tavern has become a little deserted, and even a square table is empty, which has led to the large basin of braised food in the tavern, and the content is much more monotonous. The only thing that remains unchanged is that the idle people who use large bowls to drink the worst-quality wine with wine. After all, although the taste is light, they still cost a large bowl every penny.

The shopkeeper quickly finished the twenty-four slitting, put away the funnel and the wine slitting, and closed the lid of the wine jar again, and then he was ready to hand the gourd to the customer in white clothes carrying the sword.

He was a little confused: Although he had been taking twenty to bring in the wine, the amount of the gourd seemed to have increased incorrectly.

However, business is ahead and there is no time to think about this. The shopkeeper of the tavern quickly handed the gourd to Fang Chang, and shouted as he turned around and left: "Call, come often in the future~!"

After leaving the tavern door, Fang Chang uncovered the lid and took a bite, then tied the gourd back to his waist.

This light yellow wine gourd with silver slim slim horns is originally grown up next to the big rock where he often goes through morning classes and uses inspiration. He made it into a wine vessel by himself and kept it with him all year round. With the inspiration, it has long been no longer an ordinary product. It has a huge volume inside, but its appearance is cute and lightweight.

Since going down the mountain, Fang Chang would add some sorghum wine to the gourds at the tavern.

He was not addicted to this thing, but was just an ordinary drink, so he always put more in it than he drank it. There were already a few tanks of wine in it, which cost most of the money he took down the mountain.

After walking around the town, I bought a few Fuhu cakes with the remaining money, Fang Chang left Huqiao Town and headed north.

It is most suitable to go back to Xianqi Cliff and go up the mountain from Linxi Village.

With his long foot strength, he was left behind in an instant with a ten-mile journey.

The carriage he was riding by was passing here, but when he got on the bus, the carriage did not provide a license plate to get off here. Fang Chang chose to abide by the rules and did not stop the carriage and delay other passengers' time. Anyway, he didn't care about wasting time or walking too much.

Linxi Village has some changes.
Chapter completed!