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Chapter 2 Sliced ??Prawns

Li Mu jogged all the way across the corner and came to the teahouse a little unsteadily.

The ancient doors, carved window lattices, dark plaques and mottled golden paint all tell the "Li Ji Tea House" in front of you, which is a time-honored store with a long history.

As Li Mu walked past the threshold of the teahouse in a daze, he heard a "pop" sound, and an account book was already touched on his forehead.

Then an old voice sounded, accompanied by a drizzle of water, like the drizzle in autumn: "Amu, you dead wood, if you don't work hard in the early morning, you will know that you will go to listen to the dead mouse in Xilou talking nonsense..."

Looking at the yellow teeth in front of him, accompanied by a wave of bad breath, Li Mu finally woke up from his trance. Although the world of the heroes in the martial arts world was tenacious, they had to lurk in their minds for the time being.

A thin old man, wearing a gray cotton robe and a cluster of gray goatee, was standing in front of Li Mu and shouting, waving the account book in his hand, looking heartbroken.

Maybe what I said just now was a little too anxious. The old man stopped and took a breath, and then continued, "How many times have I told you that the dead mouse in Xilou made a living by opening his mouth and made up some messy plots. He had no other ability except to deceive you, those who were not well-educated. Look at how many old people would listen to him talking nonsense?"

"Please, this is because you old people have no ideals anymore, okay? How can you understand that kind of passion, and what... what flying feeling is like!" Li Mu secretly complained to himself.

However, this kind of words naturally cannot be said, otherwise I would not know how many times I would be knocked. So Li Mu could only lower his head and let his saliva spray on his head, but at least he was not drowned and fumed to death.

Seeing that Li Mu always lowered his head obediently and did not speak, the old man was probably satisfied with his attitude of admitting his mistakes, so he nodded and stopped preaching, and stopped to instruct him to do things.

Li Mu took this opportunity and finally took a breath, wiped his head and muttered, "Uncle San, I have told you a lot. My name is Li Mu, and I am the grazing mu. My father and mother gave me this name, hoping that the family will be full of cattle and sheep in the future. Why does it become wood when you get to your place?"

"You dare to say that your parents entrusted you to me to learn the accounting skills with me. At least you have a skill in the future so that you won't live a hard life." The old man kicked his eyes and shouted at Li Mu, "But look, you know that you can go to the storytelling all day long. Can you eat as a meal? Can you get married? I don't know how to learn more..."

It would be fine if I didn't say it, but when I talked about Li Mu's parents, my third uncle suddenly became even more excited. He shook his gray goatee and looked so angry that he almost beat his chest and stamped his feet.

Li Mu immediately shrank his neck and did not dare to speak like a quail. After the third uncle calmed down, he hesitated and said, "But third uncle, there must be something for me to learn. I have learned all your ability to keep accounts. I have already memorized the few enlightenment books such as "Thousand Characters" in your room. I have almost borrowed all the books from Mrs. Han's house. Do you think I can read anything else?"

Li Mu was also a little helpless. Not only did he read several enlightenment books that his third uncle regarded as treasures, but he also borrowed all the books he could borrow. For a moment, he couldn't find other books to read.

These days, books are not something small-sized.

Although I have said this many times, my third uncle is in an emotional state every time, and I don’t know if he has listened to it. The biggest possibility is to think that his words are indifferent to his ears.

"Really? You have learned a good job in keeping accounts, but you can recognize all those words?" Unexpectedly, the third uncle did not continue to spray saliva as usual, but asked curiously.

A kind of sadness and joy of clearing the clouds and seeing the sun, and the grievances of the snow were inexplicably filled Li Mu's heart.

Li Mu even felt that he should have tears in his eyes, otherwise it would not be enough to express the excitement and emotion in his heart! Could it be that his piety moved all kinds of gods and finally made the third uncle understand that he was a genius boy and could not be measured with an ordinary eye?

Seeing Li Mu nodding desperately like a chicken pecking at rice, a smile appeared on his third uncle's face, he stroked his beard, and said in a deep voice: "You have only been here for half a year. Although you know you are smart, it won't be that fast, right?"

After saying this, he reached out and patted Li Mu on the head, and continued with a smile: "Although your third uncle has only been to a private school for a few days, he still has no problem with literacy. You will be tested later. If you don't learn it, you can't talk nonsense."

"Uncle San, don't worry, don't you know about my Li Mu's character? I, Li Mu, are so talented and intelligent, and I can never forget it. I am still the same tree that is in the wind. But how could a person who is determined to become a hero in the world brag about such trivial matters?" Seeing that Uncle San believed his words, Li Mu suddenly felt energetic and began to whisper.

Then he felt that bragging alone was not convincing, so he gestured with his hands and said, "If you want to become a hero, you must learn martial arts. To learn martial arts, you must read martial arts secrets. Mr. Xilou said that martial arts secrets are not jokes. If you remember a word wrong and practice it indiscriminately, you will never take it forever."

Speaking of this, Li Mu suddenly stopped and touched his chin, feeling that he seemed to have some unknown point. He thought for a while and asked, "By the way, Third Uncle, what does it mean to not lift it?"

The third uncle felt that he was about to be madly angry by this nephew. He pointed at Li Mu with his finger, trembling lips, and swaying all over his body, as if he would fall down at any time. Li Mu was very worried about looking at it, but he didn't know what he said wrongly, which made the third uncle look like this.

"I'll kill you, something you don't learn well, you..." Uncle San finally stopped trembling because he didn't know where he got his strength. He grabbed the abacus on the counter and looked at it. Fortunately, he understood it in his heart. He knew that this thing was not good, so he put it back on the counter, grabbed an account book, and knocked on Li Mu in a daze.

Li Mu ran away in a hurry with his head in his arms.

"Hero? I see you are just a big prawn. When you grow big enough, you will be stewed and eaten..." After chasing the table for a few times, the third uncle had to stop and curse with a gasp and hatred.

Li Mu stood opposite the table and said with a flattering look on his face: "Uncle San, even if it is a big prawn, I am also a big prawn made from wood. How can others eat it? Aren't you afraid of losing your big teeth?"

Taking advantage of the opportunity to change the topic while the third uncle was breathing, Li Mu quickly seized the opportunity to change the topic. According to his past experience, as long as the topic is successfully changed, the third uncle will soon forget what happened before.

"Hmph, even if you are a big prawn made of wood, others can't eat you, you can put you as firewood to cook other big prawns and fish..." Uncle San seemed to have not reacted and said along the topic.

Seeing that the third uncle was indeed being taken wrong, Li Mu was overjoyed and quickly hit the railway while it was hot: "The fish must be fried before it tastes good, but it tastes bad if it is cooked directly. The fish I brought from home last time was frying for you, and you said it tastes good."

"Oh..." Uncle San shook his head and sighed, "Amu, Uncle San knows that you have been smart since childhood. If you were not born in a small family, you would definitely have a bright future. But this is fate. We elders can only hope that you can be safe and live your life."

Looking at the third uncle's appearance, Li Mu suddenly understood that the third uncle had always understood very well. He had just not been calculating with him before, and he was suddenly a little discouraged. As Mr. Xilou said, the old man was not simple.

"San Uncle, you hurriedly called me over here. Is there anything you need to serve my nephew?" Master Li, who felt a serious blow to his heart, suddenly became weak, and his third Uncle was so angry that he blew his beard and glared again.

Looking at Li Mu's expression, a trace of sadness flashed in his third uncle's eyes and he whispered: "There is a guest over there who is not feeling well and wants you to buy something for you. You are very familiar in the town, so let's help the guest run."

After saying that, the third uncle said hello to a guest sitting by the window, then sighed softly, turned around and returned to the back of the counter with his hands behind his back.

Only then did Li Mu realize that an old man was sitting next to the window next to the hall.

The old man nodded to Li Mu with a smile. He looked about the same age as Uncle San, and his hair was gray, but he had three long strands of beards, and he looked quite imposing.

But for some reason, his face was full of fatigue.

"Old man, do you have anything to buy? Don't worry, I'm very familiar with Lianshan Town and will definitely sell you the most suitable one." Li Mu came to the old man and said with a polite look.

"What a handsome and good boy, smart and polite. It's even rare in a small place like Lianshan Town." The old man seemed to be infected by the emotions of the young man in front of him. His face relaxed a little, and he smiled and said, "I just heard you talk to your third uncle. Your ambition is to be a hero in the world? What's the best thing to be a hero?"

"Of course the hero is good." It is rare for someone to be interested in his ambitions, and Li Mu immediately became interested. "I heard from Mr. Xilou that heroes are all skilled and righteous, and they are heroes in the world. They are chivalrous and righteous, punish evil, and rob the rich and help the poor..."

Li Mu showed longing on his face, and said it all, no matter what is right or wrong. In the end, he seemed a little embarrassed. He concluded with a slut: "And, in the end, he can be favored by the heroes of the martial arts world..."

"Hahaha, those in front are not the most important ones, right? Only the last sentence can express your true thoughts in your heart. It's so good to be young." The old man took a sip of tea and smiled and listened to Li Mu's nonsense.

After being teased by the old man, Li Mu felt even more embarrassed and immediately changed the topic and said, "It is said that the heroes are not only very good at martial arts, but also not afraid of swords and guns, and bloodshed and flesh cuts. Unlike me, I accidentally cut a hole in the last time I cut a vegetable, which hurt so much that I didn't sleep well for several days."

"There is also such a saying? Why have I never heard of it?" The old man was very curious about Li Mu's words. He had been in the world for decades and had never seen such a hero.

"Yes, Mr. Xilou said that when the heroes are happy, they can put their knives in their friends. When they drink and have no food, they can 'cut their thighs and drink'. Look, it will definitely hurt when they are stuck in their ribs, but they seem to be fine." Li Mu said, comparing his ribs as if to increase persuasion, and then continued: "And they are willing to cut their butts and meat as food, obviously they are not afraid of bleeding and cutting their flesh!"

After saying that, he showed a look of yearning for him: What kind of state should this be!

A "puff" sounded, and the old man had just taken all the tea and sprayed it on the ground, looking at the boy in front of him with some amusement and tears.

My decades of qi cultivation skills cannot beat such a strange explanation.

Uncle San, who had been paying attention to the movement here, heard Li Mu's demonized explanation to the heroes, and couldn't help but knock on his forehead with the account book, looking like he was about to faint at any time.

"This brat said that after reading those books, which book told him that 'cutting his butt and meat' was cut? Now all his old face was lost." The third uncle, who felt that his old face was lost, seemed to give up. In addition, Li Mu was talking to the guest, but no account book flew over to smash his head.

"Cough, cough..." After coughing hard for a few times, the old man finally recovered, with a look of worry and helplessness on his face.

It seems that we have to talk to this child carefully and completely reverse his strange ideas. A smart child was almost ruined by a storyteller who was half a bucket of water.

"Children, the so-called 'two-rib-tearing knife' does not really need to insert a knife into the ribs, but just express loyalty; 'cutting the thighs and drinking' is a story recorded in ancient books, which refers to cutting the meat of the thighs, not cutting the butt." The old man took another sip of tea and explained patiently to Li Mu: "Initially, it was probably about the crown prince of a country who fled due to political reasons. When he had no food to eat, he had a disciple who cut the meat of the thighs and cooked soup for him."

After saying this, the old man looked up at the pedestrians on the street outside the window, as if he was recalling something, not knowing whether it was his lost youth.

"But due to the age of time, records are often distorted and there may be exaggerated elements. In fact, it will definitely hurt when the arrow is inserted into the body and the knife is cut on the flesh." The old man said slowly, as if he was talking to Li Mu, or as if he was talking to himself. His tone was filled with helplessness and melancholy: "If you can prevent yourself from being injured, you must never be hurt. Every drop of blood shed is your own vitality. If the vitality is injured, maybe when you are old, you will understand that the little bit by bit of vitality is so important..."

"So that's what it means! Mr. Xilou's half-bucket of water almost misled the hero of the future. For the sake of listening to his white books, I won't settle the score with him this time." Li Mu scratched his head awkwardly. It seemed that he had not learned enough and had made a fool of himself again.

Li Mu's voice pulled back the old man's thoughts.

After the old man came to his senses, he forced a smile, touched Li Mu's head and said, "It's a pity that my current situation really does not allow it. It would be great if I could meet it a year ago..."

"Old man, what are you talking about?" Li Mu asked in a strange way.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little emotional." The old man retracted his thoughts and shook his head and said, "I need to buy two sets of ordinary cotton clothes and a pair of thousand-layer cloth shoes, which is almost the same as the old man selling pears."

The old man pointed to the street opposite the window, pushed a cart of pears by the old man, and then took out a small piece of silver with a special shape. It seemed to be cut from a large piece of silver with something.

Li Mu weighed the small piece of silver in his hand, which looked about two taels, and thought for a while and said, "The best garment store in the town belongs to Mrs. Han's house. A set of clothes in the store costs seven cents of silver, two sets are one tael and four cents, and cloth shoes cost three cents of silver, and a total of one tael and seven cents of silver is required. You have given a little more silver."

"If you have too many, I will give it to you. You can't run errands for me even if you run errands for me." The old man said with a smile, feeling that he really liked Li Mu very much, but the meeting was really not the time.

"Then thank you, old man. Please wait a moment, I'll buy it for you immediately." Li Mu bowed slightly and said.
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