Gou is a soldier on the border

Chapter 94 Beef, Fish, Wine
Ever since he met Wang Luo, Mo Chi's life suddenly became easier.

Every day, people came to him to write family letters, which made it rare for Mo Chi to have a little spare money in addition to his daily necessities.

However, until Mo Chi exchanged the money and prepared to return it to Wang Luo, he still didn't see Wang Luo again, and he didn't know what Wang Luo's name was.

However, Wang Luo's understanding of Mo Chi is much more comprehensive.

In the gossip of the scouts who went to write letters home every day, Wang Luo had a preliminary understanding of Mo Chi.

Mo Chi, who came to Beijing to rush for the exam, lost the chance to take the exam because of a sudden illness. He also spent all the money he brought because of the medical treatment.

After recovering from his illness, Mo Chi was going to do some odd jobs in the capital to make ends meet, and he also sent a letter to his family, asking them to send him some money.

But there was no news from home.

What can a frail scholar do in a place like the capital?

Mo Chi could only sell the last valuables on his body, bought a set of Four Treasures of the Study, and made a living by writing letters from home.

Fortunately, the landlord of the house he was renting looked pitiful at Mo Chi and left the firewood house for Mo Chi to live in, otherwise Mo Chi would not even have a place to stay now.

After being ill, he didn't get a good self-cultivation, and his meager income couldn't meet the minimum of survival. Under the long-term hunger, Mo Chi got stomach problems again, and his life, which hadn't improved, was even worse.

However, even though life has become so embarrassing, Mo Chi still did not give up hope.

When all the scouts who went there to write family letters came back and chatted with Wang Luo, they all admired Mo Chi's attitude towards life.

When Wang Luo Xiumu arrived, he ran to the place where Mo Chi set up a stall by himself.

Wang Luo is still the same as last time today, wearing a white robe and a scribe's attire, no one who doesn't know him will connect him with the identity of a soldier.

There was no one in front of Mo Chi's stall, he was resting with his eyes closed.

Wang Luo stood in front of Mo Chi, sizing him up carefully.

The last time I saw him, the disheveled face due to malnutrition had turned rosy. Although he was still very thin, he was finally developing in a good direction.

There is well-ground ink in the inkstone, which shows that Mo Chi didn't get nothing today.

"Ahem." Wang Luo deliberately coughed, and Mo Chi suddenly opened his eyes.

"Ah, you're here." Mo Chi looked at Wang Luo standing in front of him in surprise.

Wang Luo nodded with a smile.

"When you came last time..." Mo Chi wanted to say something to Wang Luo, but was interrupted by Wang Luo opening his hand.

"Have you eaten yet?"

Mo Chi shook his head, nodded again, and took out a piece of cake from the bundle beside him.

"You just eat this?" Wang Luo asked, looking at the pancake that was similar to the baked naan he ate in Beihuang.

A smile appeared on Mo Chi's face.

"You haven't eaten this, have you? Let me tell you, go to the opposite Zhou Ji to ask for a bowl of noodle soup, tear up the cake and soak it in the soup, it tastes good." He lowered his voice and talked with the king as if sharing some secret. Luo said.

Wang Luo walked over and stuffed the pancake in Mo Chi's hand back into the bag.

"follow me."

After finishing speaking, Wang Luo turned around and walked down the street.

Mo Chi stood up at a loss, looked at Wang Luo who was walking slowly, and then looked at his stall.

"Don't look, do you have any valuables at this stall?" Wang Luo said to Mo Chi without looking back, as if he had eyes in the back of his head.

Mo Chi glanced at his stall, nodded thoughtfully, and ran forward after Wang Luo.

Randomly found a tavern on the side of the street, and Wang Luo walked in.

Mo Chi also followed Wang Luo in.

After finding a table to sit down at random, Wang Luo called Xiaoer over.

"Little Second!"

"Here comes the guest officer. What would you like to have?" The little errand in a green shirt ran over erratically.

"What sign is there in the store?"

"The shop's specialty dishes are stewed beef and fresh fish, ancestral hand-braised beef and fresh fish just caught from the Qinhuai River."

Wang Luo looked at Mo Chi with a dazed face, smiled and said to Xiao Er: "Cut two catties of beef, stew a fish, two side dishes, and two jugs of wine."

"Come on! Officer, please wait a moment."

After a while, Xiao Er came over with a tray, took down two wine jugs, two wine glasses, a plate of beef and two side dishes from the tray, set them up for Wang Luo and Mo Chi, and stretched out his hand as a gesture.

"The guest officer will use it first, and the fish will have to wait for a while."

Wang Luo nodded, picked up a piece of beef and put it in his mouth.

"This beef is good, try it."

Mo Chi nodded subconsciously, took a piece of beef and ate it.

"Zi'er~" Wang Luo picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

The wine in the shop is not a good wine, it is not high in alcohol and it is slightly sour, but Wang Luo doesn't care, there are many good wines in his ring, if he just wants to drink, he won't go here coming.

Mo Chi ate another piece of meat, picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it down in one gulp, closed his eyes to reflect on it for a while, and let out a comfortable sigh.

He looked at Wang Luo, wondering what the purpose of Wang Luo bringing him here was, but Wang Luo didn't speak, just ate food and wine slowly.

Mo Chi had no choice but to continue eating and drinking.

Before they knew it, the two jugs of wine had already been drunk by the two of them, and Wang Luo ordered two more jugs, and the fresh fish came with the two jugs of wine.

The steamed fish only uses simple condiments, and the aroma hits the face, and the smell makes people's index fingers move.

Mo Chi, who hadn't had a drink for a long time, was already drunk, but his eyes were still clear.

Wang Luo pointed to the fish and handed him the wine.

Mo Chi shook his head.

"If you drink any more, you'll be drunk."

Wang Luo didn't force it, but just poured it for himself.

When the wine was finished, apart from the cups and plates, there was only one fish bone left on the table.

Satisfied, Mo Chi rubbed his stomach and leaned against the back of the chair.

"Are you full?" Wang Luo looked at Mo Chi and asked.

Seeing Mo Chi nodding, Wang Luo stood up, threw a piece of silver on the table, and walked out of the tavern.

"I go first."

After walking out of the tavern, Wang Luo and Mo Chi said something and walked towards Daying.

Mo Chi got anxious and fumbled from his sleeve.

"Hey, your money!"

Wang Luo didn't stop and waved his hand.

"Next time."

"I still don't know what your name is."

"My name is Wang Luo."

Glancing at the penny in his hand, and at the far away figure of Wang Luo who had only spoken a few words to him during the meal, Mo Chi suddenly laughed, turned around, and walked towards his stall go.

"Wang Luo went by himself today?"

In the prime minister's mansion, Li Nu listened to the report of his subordinates, without a trace of expression on his face.

Maybe it was too tiring to greet people with a smiling face, Li Nu never showed a smile in his own home.

"That's right, the two of them separated after a meal."

"Investigate that scholar to see if he has anything to do with Wang Luo, and send someone to keep an eye on him."

"Yes!"

(End of this chapter)