After the city gate was completely opened, a hundred Black Evil cavalry rode their horses and whipped them in a uniform manner, and disappeared after a few breaths.

After the movement was completely gone, the people outside the city came to their senses. After taking a breath of cold air, they talked about the excitement in their hearts.

"Open the door early today!"

A general yelled on the city wall, and the messy scene was finally over.

Three hundred miles away from Fengtian City, in the roadside tavern next to the official road.

The boss was dozing off, while the shopkeeper was busy, putting up the tables, chairs and benches, and then took out a rag to wipe it.

Suddenly, an old man came from a distance, leading a thin red horse.

"What do guests want to eat?"

The guy shouted attentively, woke up the shopkeeper, turned his head and looked at it. Seeing the old man's poor appearance, he muttered the poor man, and then continued to sleep.

The old man approached, tied the horse and asked, "Do you have any Yangchun noodles?"

"Some, some, what else do the customer want?" The guy didn't change his face because the other party only had a bowl of noodles worth a bowl of three cents, and he still looked like he was smiling.

The old man touched his chest and hesitated: "Is there any rice wine?"

"Yes, but the minimum amount of wine here is ten cents."

"Ah? I only have four cents here."

The young guy smiled and shook his head, "No, the shopkeeper is unwilling to take the wine apart and sell it."

The old man sighed in disappointment, "So let it go."

After hearing this, the guy responded and gave him a pot of tea. The tea leaves are very bad, bitter and astringent, but they can quench thirst very well.

The shopkeeper who has been following this place cursed secretly, "What tea do poor guys still drink? Wen Chenhua, a stinky brat, has been with me for so long and has not learned any business information yet."

He got up and ran to the back, made a pot of cold boiled water, put it on the old man's table, and took the pot of tea.

"You can only drink this when you eat Yangchun noodles. Tea costs money. Old man, just let it go."

The shopkeeper's face was full of contempt, and he reached out to slap his hand in front of his nose, "The smell of poverty and sourness will make me sour."

The old man was not angry either, so he picked up the cup and sucked it gently, and drank it as wine.

The shopkeeper became more and more disdainful when he saw it, and shouted to the guy who was making noodles, "The chopped green onion is not expensive, put less money!"

Soon Yangchun noodles were ready. When the guy brought it up, he suddenly smiled and secretly took out a plate of pickles from behind, "Put it into the bowl quickly, otherwise the shopkeeper will scold me again."

The old man smiled knowingly, "Okay, thank you, brother."

The guy waved his hand and signaled that it was okay, and he started working again with a rag.

As I was eating, a thunderous roar suddenly sounded on the ground. From far to near, when I got closer, it seemed that the whole world was trembling.

The shopkeeper who was napping was so scared that he fell off the stool, "Wen Chenhua, see what's going on?"

The guy named Wen walked out of the restaurant and saw the team of black cavalry.

He opened his mouth wide and stared blankly.

The old man was still eating noodles slowly until the cavalry stopped not far away, and did not stop.

The shopkeeper ran out and pushed Wen Chenhua aside. He flatteredly said to the burly man who was obviously the leader: "Does Jun Ye want to eat? The shop has excellent donkey meat and wine, so you are satisfied with it."

He put one hand behind his back and signaled Wen Chenhua to let go. When the young man saw it, his feet were still motionless and stood there with his head down.

The shopkeeper was furious and was about to speak, but no one paid attention to him. The cavalry dismounted one after another, knelt on one knee, and shouted at the old man who was eating noodles.

"Du Yuer, the old-name camp of Heisha Army, and welcome Mr. Chen with ninety-nine brothers!"

Chen Dachui reached out and took out his ears, "For so many years, you are still like this, yelling at any time, what should you do if you scare others?"

He continued to eat noodles, but the speed increased a lot.

After finishing a bowl of Yangchun noodles, Chen Dachui took out three cents from his arms and put them on the table reluctantly, "Shopkeeper, you are a good guy, you have to process money for others."

The shopkeeper nodded foolishly, looking at the old man in front of him who had been looking down on him before, and felt like he was in great trouble.

If I had known that this background was so terrifying, he would have to lick it carefully, and maybe it would be a turning point in his life.

Unfortunately, I missed it like that.

Chen Dachui reached out and patted the guy, "Young man is good. If you want to open a shop by yourself in the future, I will definitely come and support you."

Wen Chenhua pulled the corners of his mouth, unable to say what it felt. Even though he knew that the person in front of him could change his life with just a slight word, he could not say a word of flattery.

Chen Dahui laughed and rode a red horse, "Let's go, I haven't seen that old boy, King Yan for many years. He owed me more than ten taels of silver."

Du Yuer, the famous cavalry leader of the Black Evil Army, was sweating profusely and did not dare to say anything.

It was not until Chen Dachui rode his horse away that he ordered his men to get on and follow him.

When everyone left, the shopkeeper came to his senses, "Oh, I have never missed my own tricks. I didn't expect to fall into a big flaw today, but I met the true Buddha but had no eyes."

He patted Wen Chenhua on the shoulder, "You guy is lucky now."

...

People who have been to Suzhou say that this place is like a little lady, moist and extremely gentle.

Even if I get angry, it will be drizzling, as if I have carved tenderness into my bones.

Wang Yu and the other two walked along the way, and after a full ten-day journey, they finally arrived outside Suzhou City.

The closer Zhou Xinrou is to this place, the more excited she is. She always talks about how she and how much she learned when she was a child.

Zhou Erya was the opposite. Now she was completely depressed and lay in Wang Yu's arms and refused to move.

"Do you have any news? It's all here in Suzhou, what else can't be said?" Wang Yu asked.

Zhou Xinrou hesitated for a moment, "When we were still in our hometown, I heard from Baofuzhai that there was a hero in Suzhou named Zhou Tai."

"Not only is his name the same as our father, but there are many other places. So I took my sister out of my hometown and came to search for it."

"Zhou Tai is right?"

Wang Yu was too lazy to talk about Zhou Xinrou, how unreliable this decision was. He walked into the city gate with Zhou Erya on his back, and saw lakes and streams everywhere.

Many boat ladies were driving small boats and walking through the water. Some were sitting on the boats, reciting poems and drinking and seeking pleasure.

Those who do not sit on the shore will stop on the shore and wait for business to come to their doors.

Wang Yu and the other two found a small inn along the street and were about to repair it first.

The waiter was very flirting. Seeing the three of them looking dusty, he immediately went to prepare hot water for them to wash.

Wang Yu put Zhou Erya down, ignored the girl's reluctance, and handed her over to Zhou Xinrou.
Chapter completed!