Chapter 184: Yazi
He first picked up his chopsticks, lifted the bowl, slurped a mouthful of the oily soup, and let out a satisfied sigh. "The first time? The first time was the day after that wildfire started on Yeyuan Mountain. I remember it clearly—that day, everyone said that a wildfire had started on the mountain, and there must be a lot of birds and beasts burned to death. It would be good meat to go and pick them up."
"I also thought it was a good thing, so I got up early and was going to Yeyuan Mountain. But as soon as I left the house—my house is near the water—I saw a young man in white clothes standing on the bank of the Wei River estuary, looking into the water from a distance."
"I saw that he was wearing the clothes of a wealthy family, and I also heard about the things in Weicheng, so I thought that maybe his family had suffered a disaster in the city and he was feeling suicidal and wanted to jump into the river, so I quickly went over to talk him out of it."
"But before I could, that young man turned around and left. I looked at his face, hey, I'll never forget it—he was so handsome. He had the face of a young master, not a person who does work like us. Now that I think back to that time, I'll definitely never forget it—how many times in a lifetime can you see such a handsome person?"
"Sigh, and later—"
"You didn't remember incorrectly, sir?" the vendor asked him calmly.
The passerby was called "sir" for the first time, and it was by a vendor selling Sour Soup Dumplings. He was stunned for a moment. But the astonishment quickly vanished, and he soon sighed with a bitter smile. "I couldn't be wrong. Why couldn't I be wrong? That day, a group of us traveled for a whole day to get to Yeyuan Mountain, but what happened? That mountain fire, good heavens!"
"Within fifty feet, you could be roasted alive. Birds and beasts burned to death? Bullshit! They were all burned to charcoal! How could I have remembered this wrong? It's something that only happens once in a lifetime—"
The vendor suddenly fell face down on the table. His forehead hit the tabletop, making a bang.