flstandardbreds Chapter 107 Crying
Chapter 107 Crying
"Kun'er, I'm so touched," Boss Hong wiped away his tears and said, "That young man must have seen that my business was not doing well and deliberately ordered so many dishes to help me. I..."
The servant Kun'er took a look at the order and showed a surprised expression. He quickly squatted down and started to help kill the chicken, saying, "What a good man! Master, you must perform well and use all the cooking techniques passed down by our Hong family. Make sure to make sure the young master eats and drinks well!"
"Sir, you definitely can't finish all the dishes you ordered. In addition to the roast chicken, I've also made a few more flavors for you, including salt-baked chicken, spicy chicken, and spicy fried duck. Please try them all..."
"It's okay if you can't finish it. Our boss said we'll give you a discount. These chickens and ducks are all raised by our boss. We'll heat up the leftovers for you tomorrow. We won't let you waste them..."
Xia Qingqing took a glance at the things on the table and knew that the owner was very attentive.
"It's so late, and you two have worked hard. Call your boss over to have a drink with me..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Boss Hong came out after washing his hands, saying, "Sir, you may not know that our inn is out of wine..."
"Why?" Xia Qingqing asked puzzledly.
"Well, isn't this because Hancheng is collecting food and fodder on a large scale before the siege? I donated the wine. Whether it's for siege or to keep warm, wine is the best thing at this time..." Boss Hong approached the table and sighed regretfully, "Now that the army is trapped in Hancheng, I'm afraid it's already run out. I don't know if the soldiers can hold on..."
"I actually brought some liquor. Let's drink some," Xia Qingqing said as she took out a cowhide bag from her bag. When Kun'er saw it, he immediately took out two large bowls and placed them in front of Xia Qingqing.
Xia Qingqing filled two bowls with wine and handed them to Boss Hong and Kun'er. Kun'er was a little flattered at this moment, and waved his hands and said, "Thank you, sir. I won't drink..."
Wine is so expensive nowadays, he can't be ungrateful.
"It's cold, drink some wine to warm yourself up." Xia Qingqing didn't care and just stuffed the wine into his hands. "You guys drink, I'll eat first..."
Xia Qingqing took the meal and started eating. Seeing that the two had drunk some wine, she continued to ask, "Our soldiers are trapped in Hancheng. Don't we have any reinforcements here?"
Perhaps because of the wine, Boss Hong relaxed completely and said to Xia Qingqing seriously, "This is really unlucky. Our army rushed straight to Hancheng, and there was only an empty city left!"
"It must be the empty city plan!" Kun'er said excitedly.
"It's not bad at all. It's the Empty City Strategy! I heard from the people in the City Lord's Mansion that the enemy army has a man who can call the wind and rain," Boss Hong said solemnly, "otherwise, how could a simple Empty City Strategy stop our General Yi? It must be this god who created the snowstorm! He directly trapped our entire army in Hanshan..."
"Without food and fuel, is Keke going to starve to death?"
Xia Qingqing said solemnly, "Where did the enemy go?"
"Some of them retreated to Baicheng, which, like Hancheng, is the capital of Ying State. The rest are on Hanshan..."
……
The candlelight in the shop flickered. About half an hour later, Kun'er beside her yawned, and Xia Qingqing realized that they had almost finished chatting.
"Boss, the food is good," Xia Qingqing stood up and looked at Kun'er, saying, "Where is my room?"
"I'll take you there right away..."
Kun'er, who had arranged for Xia Qingqing, came downstairs and saw Boss Hong still in a daze. He walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and urged him, "Boss, it's too late. Go get some rest."
Boss Hong rubbed his eyes, stared blankly at the table and said, "Am I seeing correctly? Are you all done eating?"
Kun'er then looked in the direction he was looking and realized that there was nothing left on the table except a pile of bones.
"Oh my god! What the hell is going on? Is this guy a Taotie?"
After returning to her room, Xia Qingqing did not go to sleep. Instead, she changed into neat clothes, jumped out of the window, and went directly to the City Lord's Mansion.
The City Lord's Mansion was better than the others, but it was also desolate. It was a far cry from the Prefect's Residence. One of the majestic stone lions at the entrance was lying on the ground.
There were also many knife marks and indelible red marks on the gate, which also indicated that fierce fighting had taken place in the City Lord's Mansion at that time.
I heard from Boss Huang that City Lord Zhou and his family fought hard against the enemy, and even children in their teens joined in.
Unfortunately, many people from City Lord Zhou’s family were also killed in the battle. The city lord’s elderly parents and his first wife all died under the enemy’s swords. It was pitiful and tragic.
But he didn't care about his sadness and started to collect food and supplies, and was worried about the soldiers and the people of Fengyang City.
When we were almost at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, it suddenly started snowing. The snow got heavier and heavier until it turned into heavy snow.
"Sixth Brother, City Lord Zhou told you not to keep watch. Who would come to our City Lord's Mansion in this state?"
At the urging of a voice, the yamen runner, who was crouching, looked around and then returned to the mansion with his weapon, locking the door.
There was an open space in front of the City Lord's Mansion, which would not be exposed to rain or snow. Xia Qingqing chose a good spot and went into the space, starting to throw out rice and flour.
Every time she brought a bag of rice and a bag of flour, she didn't care about the packaging. No one would know it was her anyway.
I don’t know how long it took, but the sky gradually turned pale and the snow stopped.
Xia Qingqing finally felt her hands sore, and a lot of rice and flour had already been neatly piled up.
So he walked to the front door, knocked a few times, and quickly entered the space.
After a while, the yamen runner named Lao Liu opened the door, revealing his two eyes. He took a look, not quite sure, and then quickly took another look and opened the door at once.
He looked up at the bags in front of him, his mind was confused, and he muttered "What the hell is this?" At the same time, he took out a dagger and immediately inserted it into the bag and pulled it out of the carriage.
Wow!
"Rice! Rice!"
The blood in Lao Liu's body froze. He trembled at the sight of the rice in front of him, turned around and ran towards the mansion, shouting as he ran: "Lord City Lord, come out quickly! Come out quickly! Rice! Rice!"
He fell several times because he was too excited. There was a lot of melted ice and snow on the ground. The last time he fell, Zhou Yan had just come out of the house putting on his clothes.
As luck would have it, Lao Liu's body slid a long way after falling, and finally stopped at Zhou Yan's feet. He grabbed his legs and burst into tears.
"God bless...bless my Fengyang City!"
Everyone in the City Lord's Mansion was woken up. Zhou Yan's son Zhou Yao hurriedly asked, "Sixth Uncle? What happened? Please don't cry first, tell me slowly..."
Zhou Yan helped Lao Liu up, but he could no longer speak and was sobbing.