Chapter 129 Sheep, Oh Sheep!
Chapter 129 Sheep, Oh Sheep!
I don't know if he did something wrong, but he walked particularly fast.
In the morning, Bai Cen and Zhao Tong went to Meishan Village to buy supplies. It was not yet noon, and the Bazhenlou Restaurant, which should have been open for business, had already been driven away by eight horses.
What happened to the Eight Treasures Pavilion, which had attracted so many martial arts enthusiasts?
Didn't you say you were still here yesterday?
I heard that it has been open for business for several days in a row, and many people who come to Meishan Village have been able to eat there.
They quietly withdrew today. Truly, the Eight Treasures Pavilion of the Jianghu is a rare find!
I wonder when we'll meet again.
But the world is so vast, we'll probably meet again someday.
The wheels rumbled as the eight-horse-drawn Bazhenlou restaurant sped away.
After all, there were three newly arrived white tiger cubs in the carriage. If they didn't hurry, they were afraid that the group of hot-headed martial artists would join forces with the Eight Treasures Pavilion to fight to the death.
Meishan Village is already nestled in the angle of the mountain terrain.
The closest route to the other side of the mountain is from Meishan Village, but most vehicles, such as horse-drawn carriages, no longer pass through here.
The mountain road was already rugged and difficult to travel, and the carriage was so large that it was even more unsafe. Therefore, carriages going to the other side of the mountain would almost always choose to take a detour to avoid the treacherous terrain.
Wang Sumo and the others had originally heard that there were many martial arts figures here, so they came to try the business model of hanging up signs that Grandpa Weng had suggested, which would attract more people.
I've been trying it for several days now, it's been busy, and I can even take a vacation earlier after shopping.
Just then, Yu Tang went to Meizi Town to buy sheep. As they packed up and left, by the time they arrived, Yu Tang had already bought the sheep.
I also need to visit Duan Wuheng's house.
Duan Wuheng's mother was supposed to come to Bazhenlou a couple of days ago to see where her family was still working.
After all, Bazhenlou had to travel all over the country, and once they were away from home, it would be for a long time.
To those who aren't from the martial arts world, the traveling Bazhenlou is less reliable than the Fengyangmen near their homes.
So Duan Wuheng begged everyone for a long time, but when he arrived at Meishan Village, his mother didn't come. When Duan Wuheng returned home, he learned that his mother had fallen and hurt her leg and couldn't come. She was afraid that he would worry, so she didn't send anyone to Meishan Village to tell him.
This time, before leaving Bazhenlou, they still need to say goodbye to Duan Wuheng's mother.
After all, this trip will take some time.
It's not that there's no danger at all.
For example, last time I accidentally entered the Bewitching Town, and it took me a long time to get out.
We need to visit both Zuoyou and Meizi Town, and also replenish our supplies along the way before continuing our journey.
Looking at the map, there are no villages or towns ahead. It will take several days to travel by horse-drawn carriage, so we need to prepare everything we need.
The appearance of three white tiger cubs in the town was a bit too conspicuous.
They then parked the carriage in a secluded spot on the outskirts of Meizi Town, where the old man, Zhao Tong, and Old Man Weng stayed to look after it.
Unless top martial arts masters come for several days in a row, with the old man and Zhao Tong there, plus another old man, it's perfectly safe.
Wang Sumo and Bai Cen pushed the wheelbarrow to Meizi Town.
I wonder where Jiang Yutang's sheep went...
When visiting someone's home, you can't go empty-handed; you always have to bring some pastries and sweets. So Wang Sumo went to buy some sweets.
Bai Cen inquired about where in town he could buy sheep or sheep milk, and soon found out where Jiang Yutang had gone back to.
When they returned, they saw Wang Sumo still picking out pastries, so they figured it would take some more time.
Bai Cen began to think about Bai Hu.
One white tiger cub is rare enough, but three together are even rarer!
The boss seems carefree, with his mind only on cooking and seasonings, but in reality, he is very shrewd and knowledgeable.
She couldn't possibly be unaware of the risks involved.
Moreover, I don't have that big of a heart.
Even if the entire Bazhenlou restaurant goes crazy, she won't act impulsively.
The only thing Bai Cen could think of was marrying the old man...
The old man had mentioned his experience in Meishan Village decades ago. In any case, Wang Sumo's three white tiger cubs were obtained in the deep mountains north of Meishan Village. Wang Sumo did this for the old man.
Bai Cen sighed softly, "It's worth the risk for the old man."
But then I thought, even if it wasn't the old man, but Brother Zhao, Jiang Yutang, Old Master Weng, or any one of him and Duan Wuheng, Wang Sumo would still...
Bai Cen crossed his arms and chuckled, finding it truly impossible to say she was wrong.
Just then, Wang Sumo shot him a sharp glare: "I was saying, should we buy some more fruit? What are you laughing at yourself for?"
"No, no!" Bai Cen immediately snapped back to reality: "Buy! We have to buy!"
You must have the awareness of being a lackey.
After buying all the groceries, they didn't rush to Duan Wuheng's house. Instead, they went to the place where they bought the sheep to find Jiang Yutang.
From afar, Jiang Yutang, dressed in bright red and with her hair tied in a neat ponytail, could be seen waiting to the side, holding a rope in her hand, with a sheep indeed tied to the other end of the rope.
"Yu Tang," Wang Sumo said.
Jiang Yutang turned around and saw Wang Sumo on the wheelbarrow and Bai Cen pushing it.
Jiang Yutang took the rope and went forward; as she walked, the sheep followed.
"Didn't we already buy the sheep?" Wang Sumo asked curiously.
Jiang Yutang glanced at the sheep she was leading and calmly said, "There are three lambs. I'm worried that one sheep might not have enough milk, or if it gets scared by them and stops producing milk, just to be on the safe side, I'd like to lead two..."
However, it seems to make sense.
"I didn't have time to discuss it with you. I've already decided to buy two, and I'll bring out the other one soon." Jiang Yutang also felt that it was a bit abrupt to make the decision without prior consultation.
But Wang Sumo said, "You've thought things through thoroughly."
Jiang Yutang paused, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.
Bai Cen was in a real bind because of the three white tiger cubs and the two sheep.
In addition, the daily purchases of live chickens, ducks, and fish are indispensable. If we can get a cow tomorrow, we'll have a grand slam—chicken, duck, fish, pig, cow, and sheep...
The burden of traveling to Bazhenlou is getting heavier and heavier.
The shopkeeper brought over another sheep and kept telling Jiang Yutang, "Don't worry, young lady, these two sheep produce the most milk. They'll be enough to feed the three puppies!"
Three little dogs—Wang Sumo and Bai Cen—are watching her.
Jiang Yutang blinked, her gaze returning to the previous one. "Don't they really look like puppies?" she thought. "Weiwu is so small, and these three are even smaller than Weiwu..."
Bai Cen had no way to refute it.
Wang Sumo understood then that, judging from the shopkeeper's brief introduction, Jiang Yutang must have bought those two sheep at a high price.
Sure enough, when it came time to pay, Bai Cen felt a pang of pain and his lips twitched.
One dared to ask for it, and the other was truly willing to give it.
Although the shopkeeper didn't mind, Bai Cen felt that this trend couldn't be allowed to grow unchecked. Just before the silver was about to land in the shopkeeper's hand, Bai Cen suddenly pulled back: "Your lamb is too expensive!"
The shopkeeper, feeling guilty, said, "I already said it's a good sheep with plenty of milk, and the price was agreed upon."
Bai Cen leaned closer, grinning, and said, "The price remains the same, but shopkeeper, can you throw in another lamb for us to roast? Otherwise, we don't want any! The money's in my hands!!"
Perhaps he was bound to make a profit no matter what, or perhaps the shopkeeper was scared off by him because he felt guilty. In any case, when he came, he thought he was going to take one sheep, but when he left, he took three.
Wang Sumo felt both angry and amused just thinking about it from the wheelbarrow!
Someone was complaining that Bazhenlou was too burdened, but then turned around and asked for an extra sheep!
Alright, on this trip back from Meizi Town, we'll not only have three tigers, but also three sheep.
Even the mightiest and most powerful need to stick together, otherwise they'll become the smallest group!
After all, there are far more crucian carp and horses in the carriage!
The wheelbarrow creaked and groaned as it rolled along the cobblestone path, accompanied by the sound of sheep hooves—it was truly a scene of indescribable harmony…
Wang Sumo tried to think this way.
"We're here, this is it." Duan Wuheng had told Bai Cen where they lived before, and Bai Cen had just casually heard it and remembered it.
It was actually used when he visited the person in question.
Jiang Yutang led three sheep with one hand and knocked on the door with the other.
Duan Wuheng's voice came from behind the door, and Jiang Yutang replied, "It's us."
Duan Wuheng flung open the door with a "whoosh," and Sister Yutang arrived. He was overjoyed; before even seeing her, his voice rang out excitedly, "The doctor came to see Mother's leg injury today, but I told the master I'd be late..."
Before the words were finished, they saw the owner sitting on a wheelbarrow outside the door, Bai Cen pushing the wheelbarrow, and Sister Yutang leading three sheep.
Duan Wuheng: "..."
Duan Wuheng was completely bewildered. What was going on?
Wang Sumo coughed twice and said gently, "It's a long story, and it's hard to explain in just a few words. Let's talk about it slowly later."
After Wang Sumo finished speaking, the three-headed creatures bleated a few times.
Everyone: "..."
Duan Wuheng nodded, somewhat bewildered.
Yes, that's right, otherwise why would they be leading so many sheep?
Duan Wuheng opened the door first, and Jiang Yutang led the sheep into the yard and tied it to the pole in the front yard; Wang Sumo got off the wheelbarrow, and Bai Cen pushed the wheelbarrow into the yard and then placed it in the yard.
Duan Wuheng's mother had injured her leg and was having difficulty moving around, so the group went into the house to see her.
Before they even reached the door, Duan Wuheng's mother came bounding out, leaning on a single crutch.
The phrase "bouncing and hopping" is not an exaggeration at all!
Moreover, the aunt's energy and spirit matched perfectly with her "hopping" steps just now. If she hadn't injured her leg, it would be hard to imagine how agile she was.
As expected, like begets like. Duan Wuheng's exceptional lightness skill must have been inherited from his mother.
"Oh dear, everyone has come from afar, I'm so sorry for not welcoming you properly. Please, please, Ah Heng, go make some tea!" Even with a single cane, Auntie could still give orders with great efficiency.
"oh."
"Take the box of white tea I kept in the cabinet!"
"oh!"
"Boil in boiling water!"
"oh!"
Wang Sumo and the others: "..."
Auntie must be an extremely lively person in normal times.
"Please sit down, don't stand," the auntie said warmly.
Wang Sumo and the others quickly took their seats nearby, feeling that their aunt wouldn't sit down if they didn't.
Before coming, Wang Sumo was thinking about how to talk to Duan Duan's mother about the Eight Treasures Restaurant in a way that would make him seem both composed and reliable.
But looking at it now, it seems completely unnecessary...
Duan Wuheng's mother alone could liven up the atmosphere of the entire room, and she would intersperse her conversations with questions about the Eight Treasures Pavilion every now and then, without it feeling abrupt at all. Wang Sumo couldn't even rack his brains to figure out how to phrase his words.
"Aheng is young and can't settle down. I was worried he'd be wandering around aimlessly, not doing anything productive, and getting into trouble. That's why I sent him to Fengyang Gate. Oh dear, when he came back and told me what happened, it scared me to death!"
"Luckily, I met you all, otherwise, I would have pushed him into a fire pit. He now wants to stay at Bazhenlou. You are all such good people, and also his benefactors. I am so grateful to you all. He likes Bazhenlou so much and wants to go with you. He has grown up and knows what he wants."
However, it is true that Auntie understands Duan Wuheng better than any of them.
But Wang Sumo also reminded her, "Auntie, Wuheng is a very good person. He is efficient and warm-hearted. Everyone at Bazhenlou likes him. However, Bazhenlou is a special case. He goes a long way away, and we don't know when he will be able to come back next time."
Auntie smiled and said, "As long as he is successful and can do what he wants, it doesn't matter how long it takes. There's nothing to worry about in this family. Look at me, I'm perfectly healthy. A few days ago, he came back and mentioned Bazhenlou. I was so happy that I accidentally tripped and fell. I'm almost healed!"
Indeed, judging from the other person's appearance, there seemed to be no major problem.
Looking at Duan Wuheng's mother, Wang Sumo recalled how many parents she had seen along the way who were afraid of their children going far away, using various excuses of illness to impose moral constraints. Duan Wuheng's mother only wanted him to get better, so she cooperated.
But before Duan Wuheng's mind was settled, he was able to firmly order him to go to Fengyang Gate and not run around.
In fact, Duan Wuheng's mother was more considerate of her child than most parents...
When Duan Wuheng returned with the tea, his aunt had already started recounting embarrassing stories about him from when he was a child wearing open-crotch pants. Duan Wuheng's face turned green, and he quickly put down his things and rushed to his aid: "Mother!"
Jiang Yutang couldn't help but chuckle to herself.
Bai Cen and Wang Sumo indeed had the same expression—"No, we haven't heard enough yet, it was when we were still in open-crotch pants!"
It sounds so lively and wonderful!
In the end, Duan Wuheng still failed to resist. His aunt told him all about how she had fallen into the river in her excitement the day before she went to Fengyang Gate to catch fish, without holding back a single story.
Duan Wuheng doesn't want to live anymore!
The three sheep outside must have sensed it too, responding with "baa baa".
In the end, none of them stayed for dinner. After all, the old man and his group were still in the suburbs, and the three white tiger cubs were still in the carriage. It would be safer for them to stay away.
Auntie was "open-minded". "That's true. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future. Ah Heng, remember to listen to Miss Wang. Take good care of yourself when you're out. It's getting cold, so remember to wear more clothes. I've made all the clothes for you, so remember to wear them."
She was actually holding back tears, but she said things to reassure Duan Wuheng: "You saw it yourself, my leg is fine, I'm lively and energetic. You haven't even left the town yet, and your mother is already better!"
Duan Wuheng couldn't help but cry.
Jiang Yutang initially thought her aunt's words were absurd, but in the end, she suddenly felt envious. Duan Wuheng was someone who still had his mother, and he was happier than anyone else.
Wang Sumo leaned closer to Bai Cen and said, "I've changed my mind."
"Hmm?" Bai Cen was already used to her strange and unusual ideas that could change at any time.
Wang Sumo said softly, "Let's go first. You and Duan Wuheng walk fast, so catch up tomorrow or the day after."
Bai Cen understood, looked at Wang Sumo and couldn't help but smile.
Wang Sumo glared at him: "What are you laughing about all day long?"
Bai Cen didn't reply, but a smile remained on her face—a sharp tongue but a soft heart.
[Author's Note]
The third sheep: Who am I? Why am I here? Where am I going with you? Are I the only food among all the animals in Bazhenlou?
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