Chapter 346 Blue Slim Mushroom
Guo Baokun looked around and lowered his voice, but he was still very angry.
“Murderous!”
Zhao Da clicked his tongue and pressed his arm.
“After selling the vegetables, go kill them!”
As he said this, he saw that Guo Baokun was about to get angry again, so he quickly put on a smiling face and repeated it as if he was coaxing a child.
"I'll kill them right after I sell the vegetables, haha, don't be impatient, young master."
"..."
Guo Baokun really fell for it. He let out a sigh with a depressed look on his face and didn't know what to say for a moment.
Zhao Da laughed, pulled his arm and pointed.
"Master, look over there."
Guo Baokun took a look and said impatiently.
"What are you looking at?"
"Did you see the black cloth bag full of vegetables on the car?"
"I saw it, what's wrong?"
"That bag is for you."
"..."
"No, I want to kill people, why do I need food?"
"Oh, don't be impatient. Killing people and eating vegetables don't conflict with each other."
"..."
Seeing that he was speechless, Zhao Da chuckled, and seeing that there were no customers at the vegetable cart at the moment, he whistled in that direction.
Hearing the voice, several vegetable vendors all looked at him. After noticing Guo Baokun, who was dressed gorgeously next to him, they thought that he must be the big customer who hired them, so they quickly stood up and smiled foolishly.
Guo Baokun looked at the silly looks of the few people, his shoulders slumped, and he sighed, his expression speechless and helpless.
Seeing that Guo Baokun didn't say anything, Zhao Da pointed at the black cloth bag in the vegetable basket and waved his finger at them.
Several people immediately put down the vegetables, scales and other things in their hands, picked up the black cloth bag and went over, then lifted it up when they got there.
Guo Baokun looked at the ugly people of different heights, weights and shapes in front of him and felt a little uncomfortable to look at them. Just when he was about to turn his head away, Zhao Da pulled his arm and he could only look on helplessly.
Zhao Da pulled the cloth bag held in the air.
"I brought it specially for you. It's all watered with my own manure. It's very delicious. Please eat it. I guarantee you won't make a sound after eating it."
"since……"
Zhao Da was not exaggerating, he was even being conservative. Guo Baokun hadn't eaten yet, he just took a look and said nothing.
……
Tongbei Inn.
After returning to the room last night, Mei Chengan and Fan Xian chatted for a few minutes and then went to bed early, so he woke up early this morning.
Perhaps because he had no habit of being in a certain bed, he slept very soundly. The moment he opened his eyes, he was no longer sleepy and his mind was exceptionally clear.
After being in a daze for a while, Mei Cheng'an glanced at Fan Xian who was still sleeping on the other side of the bed. Without waking him up, he quietly put on his clothes and boots and went out for morning exercise.
The morning sun was a little chilly. After stretching lazily and yawning, I began to practice Tai Chi facing the light.
After the two sets of boxing, the members of the delegation were almost awake and began to go in and out of the inn, busy in an orderly manner.
Greeting everyone along the way, Mei Cheng'an, feeling refreshed after his morning exercise, strolled back to the room. He closed the door gently and turned around to see that Fan Xian had woken up and was sitting cross-legged on the bed in a daze.
With a sigh, Mei Cheng'an walked inside and spoke.
"You're awake."
Fan Xian was still in a daze, his eyes somewhat empty.
"kindness…"
Sitting down on the thick cushion in front of the tea table, Mei Cheng'an picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of cold tea, then asked casually while holding the tea.
"How did you sleep last night?"
"Okay."
After a pause, Fan Xian's eyes began to focus and he looked at him.
"When did you wake up?"
Mei Cheng'an drank the herbal tea in the cup and poured another cup.
"I went out earlier than you and did two sets of boxing."
Fan Xian turned around, picked up his clothes and started putting them on.
"Why didn't you call me? Why are you eating alone?"
Mei Chengan paused with his hand holding the teacup and rolled his eyes.
"Fuck you! If you don't know how to use words, just stop using them, okay?"
Fan Xian retorted while putting on his clothes.
"What did I do wrong? You want to do morning exercises and I want to do them too. If you don't ask me to do morning exercises alone, then what is this like eating alone?"
Mei Chengan almost spit out the tea in his mouth. He rolled his eyes and forced it to swallow. Just as he was about to say something, there was a knock on the door.
Mei Cheng'an shook his head speechlessly, put down his teacup, stood up and opened the door.
"Master, let me help you wash up."
Outside the door, Hongshu was holding a basin of hot water with a towel placed beside the basin.
"Hold on."
As he said this, Mei Cheng'an turned around and shouted into the house.
"Are you dressed?"
Fan Xian's voice came soon.
"Right away, right away."
"Hurry up!"
"Damn, how fast can I get dressed like this? Can you please stop rushing me?"
Mei Chengan turned his head to look at Hongshu and said softly.
"Don't hold it in your hand, put it on the ground first."
Sweet Potato smiled and put it down.
While waiting, Mei Cheng'an casually pointed to their house diagonally opposite.
"Are Bluebird and the others awake?"
"Everyone is awake, Miss Si Lili is awake too."
"Oh, did you guys sleep well last night? It wasn't crowded."
"A little bit. We are fine and can adapt to it, but Miss Si Lili seems to be a little uncomfortable with it."
Mei Cheng was happy.
"That's right. He is the chief spy of Northern Qi and also a courtesan. Even when he was in prison, he lived in a single room. How could he sleep with others?"
"..."
"The young master is telling a bad joke again."
"..."
Mei Chengan scratched his head.
"Isn't it funny?"
"That's not funny at all!"
"..."
"I'm fine!!!"
Fan Xian's voice, like a broken gong, came from the room, which just relieved Mei Cheng'an's embarrassment. He pulled the door open and turned to walk into the room. "Come in."
As Fan Xian crossed his arms and looked at him with resentment, Hongshu helped Mei Cheng'an wash up and then helped him tidy up his clothes.
After Hongshu left, Fan Xian began to mock him.
"Oh my, this person is too pampered. He can't even wear his clothes properly. Tsk tsk tsk, he is just like a maid's precious man."
"..."
Mei Chengan rolled his eyes and sat down at the tea table.
"What are you talking about? I don't understand."
As he said this, he reached out and took an orange from the fruit bowl and began to peel it.
Fan Xian sat down opposite him and leaned forward on the table.
"If you don't understand, let me explain it to you. If you point to your mother for everything, you are called a mama's boy. If you point to the maid for everything, you are called a maid's boy."
Mei Cheng'an threw the orange he had just peeled over.
"Who asked you?"
Fan Xian stretched out his hand to block it and chuckled.
"I like to be a teacher. When I see that you don't understand, I want to take the initiative to solve your doubts. Hey, let me interview you. How does it feel to be a maid and a treasure man?"
Mei Chengan glanced at him.
"Want to know?"
"Nonsense, why would I ask you if I don't want to know?"
Mei Cheng'an pretended to be thinking.
"Mmm... it feels really good."
Seeing that he admitted it, Fan Xian's eyes lit up.
"Tell me more specifically, where is the stick?"
"Well, I'm rich you know."
Fan Xian's smile froze and he rolled his eyes.
"Who asked you this?"
Mei Chengan laughed.
"I am still a senior official of the fourth rank."
Fan Xian was about to roll his eyes when he suddenly discovered his blind spot.
"Wait a moment, isn't the Honglu Temple Secretary a fifth-rank official?"
"Oh, maybe I didn't explain it to you clearly. My full official title is the Deputy Minister of the Honglu Temple."
Fan Xian frowned.
“Is it this long?”
"Do you know what the title of Junior Official means? It means that I am also Junior Official. Do you know what rank Junior Official is?"
The corner of Fan Xian's mouth twitched.
"That's just a nominal position, at most an honorary fourth rank."
"Honorary 4th rank is also 4th rank! It's just higher than you. Let me count. One, two, three, four, fourth rank."
"..."
Looking at the four raised fingers, Fan Xian, who was almost defeated, knocked on the table with a dark face.
"Hey, hey, hey, no one is asking you these questions. You are getting off topic."
Mei Chengan laughed.
"Of course not. Look, I'm so rich, and I'm four levels higher than you in official rank..."
Fan Xian heard a crackling sound; that was the sound of his defense being broken.
"If I have to do everything myself, even to put on my clothes, then what's the point of having so much money and such a high status?"
"..."
Is it great to be rich? Is it great to be a high-ranking official? You are just pretending...
"You can understand... Oh, you can't understand, because you have no money and low position, so naturally you can't understand the life of us rich people."
"!!!"
I'm fucking speechless.
With a "whoosh", the sharp arrow pierced his chest, blood splattered, and Fan Xian covered his chest, revealing a mask of pain.
Who, who can help me kill this pretentious guy on the other side? Reward...
"..."
Shit! I feel even more depressed, shiitake mushroom!
Mei Chengan laughed and put orange slices into his mouth.
It’s so sweet, how can it be so sweet?
……
Being in an inn, breakfast is naturally not solid dry food. Although it is not rich, just some light porridge and side dishes, it is already very good.
After breakfast, the delegation prepared themselves a little, and following an order, they set out again on their journey northward.
The carriage swayed and swayed all the way, and Mei Chengan was so distracted that he felt dizzy after reading the wrong book.
Leaning on the carriage, looking at the people and scenery outside the window, I always felt that my back, even with several layers of cushions, was still a little stiff.
Suddenly remembering the experience of lying in the arms of a maid and being fed while riding in a carriage, Mei Cheng'an sighed and missed it very much.
Oh, it would be nice if there was a soft and fragrant pad of flesh for him to lean on at this moment.
Thinking of this, he glanced at the riding sweet potato outside the car, looked at the faint arc, and shook his head.
Noticing his gaze, Hongshu rode his horse forward.
"What's wrong, Master? Is there anything you want to tell me?"
Mei Chengan waved his hands hurriedly.
"it's okay no problem."
The tied pillow is a bit hard, so I'd better forget it.
Hongshu felt that the young master was acting strange, but he didn't say anything. He just said "oh" and drove his horse back to his original position.
Mei Cheng'an breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes involuntarily turned to the back of the carriage and took a look through the translucent gauze curtain.
Well, the Bluebird and Green Ant at the back are also passable, they are also tough, but the one in the carriage is feasible, but I don’t know if she is willing.
How about… I ask him later when I have a chance?
……
Around noon, the delegation stopped to rest somewhere in the wild, and began to distribute dry food and enjoy lunch.
At the same time, outside the Kyoto Gate, Zhao Da and his group finally sold out the truckload of vegetables.
The reason why it took so long was not because of the food, but mainly because the location was not chosen right. Of course, there was nothing we could do about it.
Although there are many pedestrians entering and leaving the city gate, most of them are busy with something, and there are really not many people who have the leisure to buy vegetables.
It was because Guo Baokun urged them so hard that the prices of the dishes were greatly discounted, otherwise they would not be sold out in one day.
Zhao Da and his friends brought a bag of vegetables to Guo Baokun, but Guo Baokun naturally didn't want them and asked them to sell them together.
Guo Baokun paid for them to store the cart at the carriage and horse shop and then treated them to a meal. Although they were in a hurry, it was time for dinner.
After lunch, Guo Baokun climbed onto his horse, glanced at Zhao Da and his group who were ready to go behind him, and waved his hand with high spirits.
"set off!"
With the sound of horse hooves, the journey to hunt down Fan Xian officially begins.
……
(End of this chapter)
