The setting sun disappeared from the hillside, and dirty lanterns were hung under the eaves on both sides of the street.

Lu Liangsheng led the old donkey through the road. The remote county in the north has many similarities with Fushui. The ranger with swords and swords was full of alcohol and walked across the street with a bottle of wine. The pedestrians took a look and hurried past.

The vendor gathered the tables, chairs, benches, carried the loads and was about to leave. The inn was floating with banners, and the noise was loud. The waiter of the shop went to a table of dishes, walked to the door, pulled off the rag on his shoulders, and welcomed the two guests. He did not forget to shout hard at the outside.

"Walk passers by and take a look, smell it. There is no one at home, the stove is cold, and the woman goes back to her parents' home, no one cares about it. Why not come in and drink a bite of fragrant rice wine, hot and hot corn rice, comfortable and tight, and delicate lamb meat, oil-dropped meat..."

Walking past this inn, Taoist Toad looked into his upper body, looked at the inn, sniffed hard, and smacked his lips.

"Liangsen, I think it's getting late. The streets are deserted, so I don't stroll around. I'll find an inn and have a break early. I have to rush to get on the road tomorrow morning."

The inn was full of guests, and the wine and the vegetables were wafting out. Lu Liangsheng screamed twice in his stomach, and smiled and looked back at the toad on the donkey's head.

"Master is also hungry?"

On the donkey's head, Taoist Toad was looking at the plate of meat conveyed by Xiao Er in the inn. Hearing his apprentice's words, he quickly turned his eyes away with a serious expression.

"Looking at what you are doing, how can you be so unbearable?"

"Actually, I'm hungry, and I didn't eat any hot food along the way. I smelled a little greedy. I'll stay here tonight and I can also get some wine to put it on."

Lu Liangsheng naturally would not point it out. He reached out to pay the money in his cuff. The toad frog on the donkey's head grabbed the webbing, staring at the dishes passed by the inn, and spoke excitedly.

"If you want to eat braised braised pork kneading, it is best to cut a few taels of tender lamb. It must be steamed. Cooked eggs are also good...sucking."

Before the apprentice's reply, Toad turned around anxiously. Lu Liangsheng's smile froze on his face, and his hand flipped out the purse from his sleeve. There were only a few coppers on the pocket slid into the palm of his palm.

"Master, we seem to have no money."

Toad: "..."

After coming out of home, he had more than 30 taels of money on his body. Lu Liangsheng thought it would be enough to spend money outside, so he didn't get it once when he went home.

"Hegu County, Beijing, He Liangzhou, returned to Beijing. Now he stayed in a restaurant, had dinner, bought wine, and spent all his money on the north road..."

‘Gu~’

The toad man stood up, smelling the scent of the food that was floating in, and swallowed his saliva.

"Just use magic to convert some silver into two pieces and eat the meal first."

"You can't lose money on others."

The scholar was also hungry, but the illusion was fake after all. He had never done it before, nor did he do it with the face. He took out half a cake and stuffed it to the toad Taoist, led the old donkey to the eaves not far from the inn, and then took out the four treasures of the study from the bookshelf.

"What are you going to do?"

Seeing that his apprentice had ground ink, Taoist Toad held half of the cake and chewed it while looking.

I saw Qingmo wandering from the tip of the scholar's pen. In a moment, the old donkey suddenly moved aside, and a small banner appeared out of thin air, stuck on the ground, a long table, and three rows of calligraphy and painting shelves rose one by one.

"alright."

Lu Liangsheng's last stroke fell, and the four words "Cartoon of calligraphy and painting" appeared on the banner.

"Instead of cheating and suffering from conscience, it is better to be self-reliant and be steadfast. Do you think you are a master?"

Put the pen, ink, paper and inkstone off the long table, and then put the blank scroll in the bookshelf on it. Nie Honglian's painting was unfolded and hung in the most conspicuous position, as a recruitment for customers.

"Hong Lian, don't mind."

On the scroll, the woman swinged on the swing blinked.

"As long as the young master doesn't really sell my slave."

"snort."

The toad Taoist was also hungry. He sat down against the table, bit the cake, closed his eyes, swallowed it hard, and glanced at the scroll.

"Selling you, you'll come back alone."

In the painting, Nie Honglian also snorted, swinging the swing, and looked at the scholar busy hanging paintings with beautiful eyes.

"Young master can't bear to leave."

"Don't talk, be careful to scare the guests away."

After Lu Liangsheng finished everything, he sat behind the long table casually. In his view, the street lanterns were shaking, and there were few pedestrians in the desert. The night wind blew from the street, and a dead leaf swirled over the stall.

"Uh...As people who practice Taoism, are we a little miserable?"

The toad opened one eye.

"Remove the word 'men'."

This made Hong Lian laugh directly in the painting. Lu Liangsheng covered his forehead with laughter, used to getting the black-print gourd, and shook it in his hand.

"Oh, there's no wine."

While lamenting, the warm yellow lights were illuminating in the inn near the street, and five people walked out with their arms around their backs shaking and laughing.

"Brother Chongwen is so good at drinking, he is really a man from the north!" "That's right, otherwise how could we come and seek refuge with Wang Sheng."

"I'm confused, how can you call Wang Sheng? From now on, all four of me will call you Brother Chongwen!"

"Haha, this is the reason... Brother Chongwen, let me take the lantern, I'll take it!"

Among the four, the man with a light green scarf on his head was elegant and elegant. The lantern in his hand was snatched away by the four people. He was spilled with a satisfied look on his cuffs and said with a smile:

"The name of the Four Show in Nanxiang is well-known here. Wang also has some land at home. You four will be at ease studying here. You will be here for the next year and you will be awarded the title here. Don't go back to the Southern Dynasties."

The four of them were suddenly excited.

"Brother Chongwen, generous and heroic." "That's right, there is also a scholar on our side who is 'is urgent, Lu Langsup', but it is definitely not as generous and hospitable as Brother Chongwen."

"Then Lu Lang is just an urgent matter. Brother Chongwen is a gurgling spring to relieve our thirst."

A fierce praise caused Wang Chongwen to wave his hands repeatedly: "I dare not take such praise." However, his face was filled with smiles.

At this time, the scholar who was carrying lanterns suddenly saw a stall on the street in front of him. He thought it was a noodle and a dog meat snack. When he approached, he found that it seemed that the one selling calligraphy and paintings.

"Brothers, look at it, you are still selling calligraphy and paintings over there."

"Haha, just go over and taste it."

Wang Chongwen was bragged by the four of them, and he was very excited. He shook his sleeves and approached the stall. Sure enough, the simple hanging rack was full of calligraphy and paintings: ferocious beasts, birds flying in the mountains, and there were many blank scrolls in it.

The most conspicuous painting of a beauty swinging on a swing made his eyes lit up and he couldn't help but raise his thumb.

“Good drawing!”

Behind the long table, Lu Liangsheng saw that there was a business coming to the door and started to work: "Five people can choose here, or let them draw a picture below."

His eyes swept across the five people, and when he saw the four scholars beside him, he couldn't help but smile, probably recognizing who they were.

However, it was raining that day, misty, and holding an umbrella, the four scholars felt that Lu Liangsheng looked familiar and could not recognize the person who sank the ship together that day.

However, one of them saw a donkey with a bald tail not far away.

"It seems like I've seen this donkey somewhere."

In front of the flower stall, Wang Chongwen stared at Hong Lian's words for a while, then turned his head and asked:

"How do you sell this painting?"

"This one can't be sold if you don't sell it."

Seeing the Confucian scholar being puzzled, Lu Liangsheng waved his hand, took off the Honglian scroll, and whispered: "Those who solicited business."

Hearing this, Wang Chongwen's doubts were immediately dispelled and he didn't force him to buy them. Looking at the young man in front of him, the other party was covered in dirty old scholar robe, and couldn't help asking:

"You have good calligraphy and beautiful paintings, but your family has lost its power and made a living by selling calligraphy and paintings on the street? Why not go to my house to have a bed and get a good fortune and honor with peace of mind."

Lu Liangsheng put away the scroll and refused with a smile.

"No need, you can choose another one."

"That's OK, but if you want to have a prosperous family, you still have to get a fame." Wang Chongwen no longer advised him, and passed the ferocious beast scroll and picked a bird to return to the mountains and forests.

"How many of this one?"

"Sixty-two texts."

It was the price of a room and a meal in the inn there, but the four scholars there shouted:

"Your painting is really expensive." "Brother Chongwen, I think it's better not to buy it."

"This scholar is crazy about poverty."

Lu Liangsheng did not refute, and looked at Wang Chongwen opposite him. There was something on his forehead that ordinary people could not see. A ray of black air was coiled around. From the art of observing Qi learned in "Qinghuai Buds Dreams", this is a sign of misfortune.

"If you like this brother, buy it back. You will know whether it is worth it or not."

"I'm so stupid, how can I believe it when I study..."

The four scholars wanted to say that they were interrupted by Wang Chongwen's hand. He took out the purse from his sleeve, roughly counted out the copper coins and placed them on the table, and took the scroll of painting in his hand.

"Just this one, say goodbye!"

Lu Liangsheng watched the five people leave, weighed the string of copper coins on the table in his hand, and then was stunned.

"Seventy Months?"

Looking at the figure who had already left the end of the street, I laughed.
To be continued...