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It's normal for a blind person to be slower than a child, as they are essentially carrying a child.
Upon hearing this, Fan Xian's eyes lit up, and he hissed.
"Uncle made mushroom and fish soup?"
"It must smell amazing, taste incredibly fresh, and be incredibly delicious!"
Thinking of this, Fan Xian couldn't help but swallow hard, filled with anticipation.
I sighed inwardly, thinking how incredibly intelligent I must be.
I've come to ask my husband for lunch.
Fresh mushrooms from the mountains (852), plump fish from the water (78).
This tastes so much better than the food in the cafeteria!
……
Danzhou.
It was early October, and the sea breeze was very gentle.
The autumn atmosphere dominated the entire stage.
A bright yellow flower blooms all over the mountains and fields.
In Danzhou City, every household uses the petals of this flower to make tea.
He drank while chatting with his neighbors outside his house.
Pedestrians walking on the streets of Danzhou Port can always smell a faint fragrance.
It's neither cloying nor cloying, just pure and innocent, bringing a sense of tranquility.
Two people, one big and one small, seemingly from out of town, were walking through this small town.
They were not as dazzling as the white-robed schoolteacher who came to Danzhou back then.
He was not as eye-catching as the young master in the Fan family.
He was just a short man dressed in hemp clothing and wearing a straw hat.
Following behind was a young boy whose robes were loose and who walked with a somewhat dashing air.
However, it did attract the attention of many pedestrians.
After all, there have never been many strangers in Danzhou City.
Si Gu Jian was accompanied by his young apprentice, Wang Shisanlang.
From Dongyi City, I got lost and wandered to Xihu, and from Xihu, I traveled all the way to Nanqing.
It took quite a few days of wandering.
However, being a martial artist, his speed was still much faster than that of an ordinary person.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have arrived in Qing Kingdom, Danzhou, so quickly.
It will only take about half a month to get to Kyoto.
I was walking through the streets of Danzhou when I passed a tavern.
It is also the only tavern in Danzhou Port.
Wang Shisanlang sniffed and smelled a refreshing fragrance.
He tugged at Si Gu Jian's clothes, then pointed to the tavern and smiled faintly.
"Master, shall we go inside and rest for a while?"
In reality, he's another little drunkard.
Moreover, his alcohol tolerance is much better than Fan Xian's.
Si Gu Jian did not like drinking.
So it's unclear who Wang Shisanlang took after.
However, since the apprentice wants to go in and have some drinks...
Si Gu Jian did not refuse and nodded.
"Ah."
So the master and his disciple strode inside with a flourish.
The shopkeeper glanced at the newcomer and felt a sense of familiarity.
Come to think of it, last year, the master and apprentice from the Fan family also came here often.
But they were not old acquaintances, just passersby.
So he didn't come up to greet them.
He simply had the waiter bring two bowls of plum wine as a courtesy.
Si Guqun's expression was cold and indifferent; he didn't speak, nor did he drink.
On the contrary, the younger one was very polite and smiled.
"Thank you."
Wang Shisanlang looked up at one of the walls of the tavern.
On that wall, a piece of paper was framed with the finest materials.
The paper was of decent quality, with many characters densely written on it in small regular script.
However, Wang Shisanlang didn't quite understand.
What's the point of framing something like this?
People from Nanqing are really strange.
Wang Shisanlang didn't know.
The handwriting was written by Pan Ling, a renowned calligrapher from the Wenshuge Calligraphy Academy.
He naturally had no idea that Pan Ling's work was of such a large size.
If this were in Kyoto, it could fetch at least three hundred taels of silver.
Danzhou Port is already remote, so it's worth framing it nicely.
It's not surprising that they were placed on the wall like a deity.
Of course, this was what Wang Shisanlang was most puzzled about.
Actually, the contents of this paper don't seem suitable for decorating a doorway.
Because what's written on it isn't the poems or calligraphy of any great calligrapher.
Instead, it was all sorts of random, nonsensical news.
It is worth noting that he took a closer look.
It even contained information about Dongyi City and the name of his own master.
Wang Shisanlang excitedly pointed to the framed paper on the wall and said.
"Master, look, there you are."
In fact, this is the newspaper that the emperor ordered to be published in Nanqing this year.
There were only two newspapers in the entire Danzhou Port.
The portion belonging to the local official was naturally placed in the government office.
The tavern owner got his hands on this one.
However, it was secretly purchased at a high price from the eldest son of the Earl's mansion.
Ordinary people can't see this novelty.
Therefore, the tavern owner found this item to be exceptionally magical.
In addition, it was written by Lord Pan Ling himself.
Therefore, after the tavern owner bought the newspaper from Young Master Fan...
It was framed and hung on the wall, as his prized possession.
Little did he know that the newspaper was stolen and sold by the young master of the Beppu residence.
Moreover, this young master Fan has already sold more than twenty portions to wealthy merchants in the city.
They made a fortune through dishonest means.
Si Gu Jian followed his apprentice's pointing finger and looked at the newspaper.
His indifferent face showed a slight change in expression.
Because that newspaper, besides telling stories about some people in the capital of Nanqing, also contained...
It also mentions that in Dongyi City, the Grandmaster has taken on a new disciple.
Si Gu Jian frowned.
He was unaware that this was a newspaper supervised by the emperor.
So I was very puzzled.
How could there be news of his new disciple in such a small tavern?
Wang Shisanlang glanced at his master's expression; it seemed anything but simple.
He is careful because he knows something is about to happen.
Sure enough, the boss was brought in for questioning.
"Where did this come from?"
The tavern owner who had been so relaxed and carefree just moments before.
But at that moment, he was picked up like a chick.
He had no idea what trouble the newspaper had gotten into.