Mr. Big Air's First Lady

Chapter 87 Routines
In the past few years, Jiang Yishou has long introduced Yang Hongtao as a confidant in drinking each other again and again.

Seeing Yang Hongtao calling him over for a drink, Jiang Yishou didn't hold back, walked over and shouted at the waiter's waiter, "Bring me a bowl."

People in the north advocate big mouthfuls of wine and big pieces of meat, and they always serve them in bowls.

Only southerners use small wine cups to drink, and a wine cup only takes a small sip.

Jiang Yishou sat down and looked at the appetizers on the table, a plate of peanuts, a plate of beef in sauce, and a plate of pickled radishes, "Yo, it's quite rich."

Yang Hongtao said with a smile: "Where is it? Isn't this the end of the war? I received a letter saying that I will meet that person here today, so I ordered two more dishes. I usually drink by myself, and the whole dish is enough." .”

"Who knows that I have been waiting for more than two hours since noon, and this person has never appeared."

As soon as Jiang Yishou heard it, he understood that this was an appointment with the person who smuggled with them on the grassland.

As co-collaborators, if I make an appointment to meet another person but not myself, this obviously does not take myself seriously, and I immediately feel unhappy.

His complexion became ugly: "Why didn't you deliver the letter to me?"

Yang Hongtao said without thinking: "Look, this face is swollen, it's grown up, I think I'm thinking too much."

After finishing speaking, he sneaked a few glances left and right like a thief, and leaned a little towards Jiang Yishou: "Think about his identity, and then think about your identity. If you two meet, who will see it? Don't think too much?"

"In case you are accused of being a Tartar spy, tell me whether you can wash it off."

"You can get rid of the crime of spies, but you can't get rid of the crime of smuggling?"

"It's all about losing your head, so don't be careful?"

Out of the corner of Yang Hongtao's eyes, she saw Xiao Er walking towards this side with a bowl in her hand, so she sat up straight and said in a normal voice, "Do you think about it?"

It happened that Xiao Er came to the table: "Guest officer, your bowl."

Xiao Er put down the bowl and left.

Jiang Yishou followed Yang Hongtao's words and thought, it really makes sense.

So the wrinkles on his face piled up again to accompany him to smile: "It's my fault, I'll punish myself with three cups!"

Picking up the wine jug next to him, he poured himself a full bowl, picked it up and drank it, poured it again after drinking it, and drank three bowls in a row.

"Okay!" Yang Hongtao applauded Jiang Yishou, "Let's go too."

"Let's go one." The two clinked bowls and drank.

After drinking, Yang Yishou took a look outside: "It's already this hour, I'm afraid he won't be able to come today."

"It's fine if he doesn't come, we two brothers have a good drink, come and try this sauced beef, I specially asked Xiao Er to buy it at Fulin Restaurant."

The dishes at Fulin Restaurant are the best in Wucheng, but they are also the most expensive.

Jiang Yishou has earned a lot of money by smuggling in the past few years, but he dare not go to Fulin Restaurant for a meal.

Just this plate of sauced beef costs five taels!
Wuliang, the canteen at the entrance of Yaoguan Village can buy several catties of sauced beef, enough to feed the whole family for two meals.

Jiang Yishou himself was reluctant to buy it, so Yang Hongtao would buy some occasionally, and he would eat along with him.

Jiang Yishou picked up a piece of beef with chopsticks and put it in his mouth, chewed it a few times before swallowing it: "Well, it still tastes the same, delicious!"

Take another piece and put it in your mouth.

Yang Hongtao also put a piece of sauced beef into her mouth, chewed two, and casually talked about his purpose of looking for Jiang Yishou: "Oh, I heard that your village beat all the tartars to death this winter? Burned at the stake?"

This was Yang Hongtao's main purpose for meeting Jiang Yishou.

Any appointment with the Tartars was made up to deceive Jiang Yishou.

He had been squatting here guarding Jiang Yishou for a few days, and he only caught someone today.

"Have you heard that too?" Jiang Yishou asked back.

"That's right, it's spread all over Wucheng now, even storytellers are talking about it, and I went to listen to it twice."

"Exciting!"

"However, listening to others is the same as listening to you, a participant? Brother Jiang, tell me?"

"Okay, I'll tell you." Then, Jiang Yishou told his brother the ins and outs.

Emphasis was placed on Wen Wanning bringing a group of little girl dolls to make trouble, and that bell and so on. One family actually wanted to donate fifty copper coins!

Don't donate!
And her father, with a dozen exiles, formed a patrol team or something, patrolling the village every day.

Jiang Yishou said this resentfully, and after he finished speaking, he felt that what he said seemed wrong, so he quickly made up for it: "Thanks to them, our village was saved from the murderous hands of the Tartars last winter."

Yang Hongtao asked questioningly: "She is a little girl who was only seven years old last year, so she can come up with such a method?"

"This man from Langcheng is so smart?"

"Could it be that someone behind her gave her this idea, but she was afraid of revenge from the Tartars, so she pushed it on a female doll?"

Jiang Yishou frowned, and said impatiently: "That girl is very smart, she entered the martial arts hall not long after she settled down in the village, and beat up more than 40 boys in the martial arts hall by herself. Yes, you have a lot of kung fu."

"Really?" Yang Hongtao still didn't believe it, but her doubts were much less than before.

So, he changed his mind: "This girl is so powerful, is she specially trained?"

"No, how did I hear that those families in Hangcheng insist on gentleness and elegance for women? Do you want to smile without showing your teeth?"

"Could it be that her family came from a soldier?"

This question really caught Jiang Yishou: "I've never paid attention to this before, I only know that their family was exiled from Hang City."

"It seems that I heard that I have been unpopular at home. When I was in the city, I was also a soldier, guarding the gate."

"The guards of the city gate, it's normal for the family to raise such a powerful girl." After all, his knowledge limited his imagination, and he directly equated the soldiers of Langcheng with the soldiers of Wucheng.

She thought it was normal for such a rough person to be able to fight because she couldn't raise a delicate girl.

How did Wucheng get the ethos of doing things at every turn? Isn't it just that there are too many soldiers, and every family has to solve problems with their hands?

Well, there is nothing wrong with this understanding.

Yang Hongtao whispered again: "Brother Jiang, do you know why this tartar didn't even make a call this year and just retreated?"

People in Wucheng are discussing this matter, and there have been several versions of guesses, and some people believe in any one, and some people don't believe in any one.

"Oh, who knows about this." Jiang Yishou didn't doubt anything when the topic came to this point.

"Is there no inside information in your garrison?"

Jiang Yishou shook his head: "No." While talking, he didn't stop his chopsticks, and kept eating the beef with sauce.

"I have a gossip here. It came from the grassland. Brother Jiang, do you want to hear it?"

"Oh? Tell me." Jiang Yishou became interested.

Yang Hongtao said in a low voice: "I heard that this matter is still related to your Yaoguan Village."

"Didn't your village burn those people last winter? There is a saying in the grasslands that people are burned, and there is no reincarnation, that is, there is no way to reincarnate."

"That's why those Tartars are so angry that they are waiting to trouble you this spring and burn everyone in your village."

"Who knew that after those Tartars went to your village, they all disappeared!"

"Go one and disappear one, go two and disappear two."

"Just this spring, there were more than 5000 Tartars who went to your village back and forth, and none of them returned!"

This number is exaggerated.

This is like telling rumors, and the taste will change if it is passed on.

"Those Tartars thought that they had invited a master to the garrison, and that's why those Tartars who went to trouble your village never came back."

This is a direct use of the truth.

(End of this chapter)