The morning air has a refreshing coolness.

The purple moon has already set, and the sun has not yet fully risen. A faint white mist fills the sky above the streets, but there are already many pedestrians getting up early to go out.

In this era, people wake up in the morning and rest at sunset. Common people do not have much entertainment, and most of them are busy just to stay alive.

Li Suijiu straightened his green shirt and slowly merged into the hurried crowd.

After walking with the pedestrians for a while, I learned that today was actually a rally held once every three days on North Street.

What a coincidence.

When attending a fair, there are many more things sold than usual, and various vendors will occupy an important stall at the fair early.

Of course, there are also those who don’t have stalls, so they spread a cloth mat on the road. Although they are not allowed to enter the gathering venue, they can still sell a lot of goods.

It's still early and the vendors are still making preparations.

As Li Suijiu was walking, he heard a heart-breaking howl, accompanied by the men's shouts of "one, two, three, four".

Could it be that they are killing pigs?

So, stop.

Sure enough, in a doorway on the street, two men were struggling to hold a fat pig down on a long wooden bench, with a large wooden basin placed underneath.

However, the pig was fed too fat and the two men were still unable to hold it down despite all their strength. Therefore, the butcher with the knife never found a chance to strike.

"It's so nostalgic!"

Li Suijiu, who was born in the mountains, had seen scenes like this when he was a child.

Naturally, he walked over and asked for help.

With three people working together, the fat pig was finally pressed down.

So the butcher who was waiting on the side found the right opportunity, stabbed it with his knife, and then pulled it out violently. The bright red blood spurted out and fell into the wooden basin.

Seeing that the fat pig was no longer breathing, the two strong men breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did they see that the person helping was actually a handsome young man in a green shirt.

"Isn't this Li Xiucai?"

"Well, it's me."

"What do you want?"

"Go to the market."

"Oh."

What are you going to do with a woodcutter when you go to the market?

The two strong men opened their mouths.

Although he was confused, he still expressed his gratitude. However, after thanking him, he found that Li Xiucai in front of him did not seem to have any intention of leaving.

Don’t you want to go to the market?

Before the two of them had time to think about it, they saw Li Suijiu holding a woodcutter and preparing to help "cut the pork."

"This...Li Xiucai, don't you need it?"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Li Suijiu waved his hands repeatedly.

"..."

At this point, how could the two of them still not understand the purpose of the other's hand-held woodcutter?

So, one of them gritted his teeth and said tentatively: "Li Xiucai, thank you for your hard work. How about I get half a catty of Wuhua?"

"How does this happen?"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." The two waved their hands repeatedly.

"Thanks for that!"

Li Suijiu personally stepped forward and cut off half a catty of Wuhua flowers with a wood chopper, but he didn't cut much.

I found another piece of rice rope and strung it together, held it in my hand, and continued walking towards the market.

Take a few more steps.

I saw a vendor selling groceries, and he was playing with all kinds of groceries. There were so many different things that it was obviously impossible to put them all away before the rally started.

If you have a problem, please help!

Then he went to help.

After some fiddling, various objects were quickly placed neatly.

Finally, I picked a not-so-valuable bamboo basket at the stall, which was just right for hanging the pork belly. When I bought the fish, I could also put the fish in the basket, killing two birds with one stone.

Next, Li Suijiu enthusiastically helped along the way.

Soon, I got a string of hand beads, two cabbage, a white radish, two pieces of tofu, and a freshly caught crucian carp.

As a result, all the goods you want to buy for the market are ready?

Li Suijiu couldn't help but sigh, the world is full of monsters and monsters, but the warmth of people's hearts cannot be lost. Helping each other is really a virtue of human nature.

But, if you don’t have any money, how can you go to the market?

So, I caught a glimpse of a stall selling breakfast, including porridge, pancakes, and homemade pickles.

This time, I didn’t help anymore. I just ordered a bowl of porridge, a pancake, and a plate of pickles. I sat on a bench by the roadside, sipping the porridge and chewing the pancakes.

Unconsciously, Li Suijiu felt that he was gradually integrating into this world full of fireworks.

After eating, he dropped four copper coins.

We walked forward for a while.

I saw a monkey performer in the market. A monkey was tamed in such a weird way that it bowed and jumped in circles. Although the traces of performance could be seen, it still made people laugh.

A good life should be rewarded!

Then he threw out another copper coin.

In this way, a sense of ritual is achieved.

After visiting the market, Li Suijiu came to a teahouse.

I heard the storyteller's voice coming from inside.

I became more interested again, carrying a knife in one hand and a basket in the other, and walked in.

The waiter who greeted guests in the teahouse naturally recognized the green shirt, but he was a little confused about the woodcutter Li Suijiu was holding.

But in the end, he was greeted with a smile, and he found a good seat for Li Suijiu to sit down, and served him a pot of tea, a plate of peanuts, and a plate of melon seeds.

So, I started listening to books.

"It is said that outside Zhanghe Village, there is a small river, and there is a water ghost in the river. It likes to eat children, so it is often lured with the sound of drums..."

The storyteller has a gray beard and is dressed in Confucian clothes. He looks gentle and elegant.

But it’s about demons and ghosts.

He also said: "Children come looking for the sound of drums, and they always see a big fish on the river very close to the shore. They naturally want to catch it, but when they really want to catch it, they can't catch it.

The journey gradually deepens..."

The story is not long, the storyteller told one after another.

Li Sui wine sounded strange at first.

But gradually, he discovered a problem.

Most of the stories about monsters and ghosts told by this storyteller are about how vicious creatures deceive and eat people. They sound scary but have no other content.

When it comes to [storytelling], it is far different from the theories of demons, foxes and ghosts in later generations.

After listening for a while, it was mostly like this.

At this time, the teahouse was discussing the ringing of the Zhengyang Bell last night.

Everyone said that for fear of being haunted by some powerful ghost and attracting a certain master, it would be best to go out less often recently.

Some people also say that this master must still be in Yinhua Mansion. If you are lucky enough to meet him and get a few words of advice from him, it will be a blessing.

"Master, isn't this me?" Li Suijiu raised his lips.

But it doesn’t point it out.

Just paid for the tea, got up and left

When I was thinking about going to a bookstore, I found a store at the corner of the long street.

The name of the store is [Deya Jingxuan]. There are two pots of clivia at the door. The antique decoration looks very good.

It’s just that this name has too many ‘elements’, so it’s better to take just a few to make it more clear.

Li Suijiu walked in.

The shop owner is very enthusiastic and seems to have a special liking for scholars. He greeted Li Suijiu eagerly as soon as he saw it.
To be continued...