Chapter 11: Base love

　　 Zhang Junshi was sent out by Nie Bufan to buy the goods for the New Year. As soon as he entered the city, he assigned the matter to the buddy.
　　 The man handed over a letter and said, "My son, this is a letter from the master."
　　 Zhang Junshi looked at it for a while, his original gentle expression became a little cold. In addition to asking about the situation of the Xishancheng branch, the letter asked him to prepare to welcome the arrival of the goddess, and must be the first. The few pages of letter paper are all about the goddess, not even a word of concern for greetings. Zhang Junshi finished reading hastily and put the letter into the box.
　　 He took out the pen and paper and simply replied to the letter.
　　 Zhang Junshi’s father is a very strict man. Although he is a merchant’s house, he has all kinds of strict rules. He learned poetry and etiquette since he was a child, so that he could enter the officialdom and glorify the lintel. However, Zhang Junshi didn't like to be an official. After being admitted to the Jinshi, he was reluctant to go further. Instead, he began to take over the family business and showed extraordinary talent in business.
Zhang's father was furious, and drove him to remote places several times, allowing him to fend for himself, but he was still unable to stifle his ability to make money like the Lord of Fortune. Even if he had no money, he could find business opportunities. When there is, we will develop and expand our career step by step. For example, the branch in Xishan City is the product of his "distribution" period.
　　 In the end, although Zhang's father compromised, he never recognized Zhang Junshi's achievements. Until the news of the election of the goddess came this time, Father Zhang's little abacus sounded again, threatening him with his own destiny to find a way to marry the goddess.
　　 You must know that although the goddess is only a commoner, it is valued by the emperor. No matter who marries the goddess, he can get a reward. Of course, the price is one of the three hexagrams of Butian Palace.
　　 Zhang Junshi shook his head helplessly, and asked his buddy to take the new year goods and go to Ji Wo Village.
When he arrived at the entrance of the village, he saw a few chickens clucking to greet him. His original heavy mood improved slightly. He took a handful of rice from his pocket and sprinkled it out. The chickens first nodded their heads to express gratitude, and then pecking gracefully. food.
　　 The two guys have strange faces, but Zhang Junshi is already very calm.
　　 "I'm back, extraordinary." He shouted inside.
　　 Nie Bufan’s head poked out from the window, and said, "Come here, there is something good."
　　 Zhang Junshi walked in curiously.
　　 Nie Bufan handed him a pile of red paper and said: "Writing the Spring Festival couplets, I will post all the village houses later."
　　 Zhang Junshi looked up and found that Li Yi was already working hard at the table. He glanced over and motioned for him to reserve a seat.
Zhang Junshi couldn't laugh or cry. He asked the guy to put things down and then sent them away. Then he walked to Li Yi to see that his writing was strong and strong, and he had a strong foundation. He couldn't help but arouse the heart of life and spread the red paper. Just lift the pen and start writing.
　　 Different from Li Yi, Zhang Junshi’s words are elegant and flexible, giving people a gentle and elegant feeling.
　　 After writing a few words, it was quite cheerful, and the original troubles disappeared without a trace. Looking at Nie Bufan inadvertently, he was also writing and drawing with a pen. He couldn't help but leaned in curiously to take a look, suddenly dumb.
　　 "Uh, what are you painting?"
　　 "Can't you understand?" Nie Bufan glanced at him contemptuously, and said, "This is ‘more than a year’."
　　 More than every year? Zhang Junshi looked at it carefully, and there was a radish with facial features and limbs drawn on the red paper, holding a radish that was distorted and out of shape.
　　 Nie Bufan said again: "Look, this cute child is holding a big fish, doesn't it mean that there are fish every year?"
　　 "..." It turned out to be a baby who looks like a carrot holding a fish that looks like a carrot.
"Hehe, looking at your expression, you know that you have no knowledge." Nie Bufan waved his hand and said, "This is called abstract painting. It breaks the traditional style of realism and uses rich imagination to create. It is derived from reality, but higher than Truth, pursue the highest state of imagination."
　　 Zhang Jun really has a different understanding of Nie Bufan's painting skills.
　　 Li Yi listened to him so utterly, he couldn't help but came to admire him, and then remained silent as before, and turned calmly and continued to write his own words.
　　 Nie Bufan disapproved, and continued to waste pen and ink enthusiastically.
After 　　 was written, several people divided the work to post the couplet.
　　 The originally cold chicken nest village, with these red auspicious words, suddenly gained a bit of popularity.
　　 Zhang Junshi and Li Yi appreciated their masterpieces with satisfaction, but they were embarrassed when they saw the "New Year pictures" posted on the door. The abstract paintings are compared with the exquisite couplets, and it is hard to bear to look directly at them.
　　 Nie Bufan himself didn't realize it at all. This person never knew what shame was.
　　 Well, in fact, these paintings are used to drive away ghosts and evil spirits, and the effect should be good.
　　 Zhang Junshi smiled secretly, and Li Yi twitched his mouth.
　　 New Year’s Eve dinner is very rich, with chicken hot pot, chicken meatballs, chicken dumplings, chicken ribs, chicken stir-fry, fish bone chicken soup, etc.
　　 Zhang Jun really warmed up a small wine, one drink per person.
　　 Li Yi didn't say much, but he was in a good mood.
　　 Nie Bufan tells a story to the two while eating, not scary, but very embarrassing. For example, A Chinese Ghost Story, he said: "A female ghost fell in love with a Taoist priest, but was thrown into reincarnation by a jealous scholar and reborn as a chicken."
　　 "Wait." Zhang Junshi interrupted, "Why are scholars jealous?"
　　 "Stupid, because he likes that Taoist priest."
　　 Zhang Jun is a little confused: "If I am not mistaken, the Taoist priest should be a man?"
　　 "Yes, what's the problem?"
　　 "The scholar and Taoist priest are..."
　　 "Guy, don't you understand?"
　　 "Gee friends...Could it be that friends refer to the extraordinary intimacy between men and men that transcend friendship?"
　　 "You are the truth."
　　 "……"
　　 Zhang Junshi lowered his head, suddenly a little absent-minded.
　　 Li Yi glanced at the two of them and ate his meal silently.
Nie Bufan didn’t care about their expressions, and continued to make up idiots:
In the past, there was a scholar who was never contaminated with female sexuality. He was called a gentleman. A fox who didn’t believe that there were bad-looking men in this world, she used her natal pearl and carp spirit. The bet is to expose the hypocrisy of the scholar, so she turns into a beauty, every night seduced, but never succeeded. In the end, she had to admit defeat and hand the natal pearl to the carp essence. The carp essence won the bet and thanked that happily. Scholar, as a result, it was eaten by the scholar."
　　 "Eat it?" Zhang and Li said in unison.
　　 "Yes, the carp is a handsome male monster."
　　 Zhang and Li were miraculously understood. This "eat" is not the other "eat."
　　 Nie Bufan also added: "After learning about this, the vixen vomited out blood and died. She couldn't stand her eyes and resented too much, and finally reincarnated as a resentful chicken."
　　 Zhang Junshi: "……"
　　 Li Yi: "……"
　　 It's cold.
　　 "There is another story..."
　　 "Stop it, don't say it." Zhang Jun was desperately picking vegetables for him.
　　 "Eat, eat." Li Yi also desperately brought him vegetables.
　　 A New Year’s Eve dinner ended in Nie Bufan’s spoof story.
　　 After a few people cleaned up, they sat around the fireplace drinking tea to watch the night.
　　 When the sound of firecrackers came from the direction of Xishan City, Nie Bufan suddenly took it out of his arms and sent a red envelope to both Zhang and Li, and said with a smile: "Happy New Year, there are big red envelopes."
　　 Zhang Junshi and Li Yi silently accepted the red envelope.
　　 "As the head of Jiwo Village, it is necessary to give out red envelopes to the younger generation. You are welcome, just keep it properly."
　　 The two looked at each other, both dumbfounded, but their hearts were warm, even if there was a copper plate in the red envelope...
　　 Zhang Junshi also touched his arms, took out a piece of crystal-clear jade pendant, handed it to him, and said: "Auspicious New Year."
　　 "For me?" Nie Bufan took it and played with it over and over, with a bright smile on his face enough to overshadow the fireworks in the furnace. .
Li Yi looked uncomfortable, and was also looking for him, only to find out the few silver bills, which were still stained with blood. It was unlucky to take them out, so he could only take them back silently, thinking that there would be a chance to replenish them in the future. on.
　　 "Let's three lonely people come and talk all night long tonight." Nie Bufan suggested, "I can sleep together in my bed."
　　 During the last renovation, Nie Bufan specially widened his bed so that he could lie down four or five without a problem.
　　 "You just don't have to tell that kind of story anymore." Zhang Junshi said with fear.
　　 "Okay, no problem, it's your turn to talk at that time." Nie Bufan pounced on his bed, rolled a few times, and then beckoned, "Come on."
　　 I don’t know why. Looking at Nie Bufan's messy appearance on the bed, Zhang Junshi and Li Yi have a weird feeling in their hearts. They can't help but think of those stories, the love between men and boys...
　　 The two were lying next to Nie Bufan, and the three were in a row.
　　 Nie Bufan sighed: "Don’t you feel lonely if you don’t spend the New Year’s Eve with your family?"
　　 The two were silent.
　　 Nie Bufan said again: "I have no relatives in this world. What are you doing for?"
　　 The two continued to remain silent, and at the same time they held Nie Bufan's hand comfortingly.
　　 "It's too deserted, let's tell a story."
　　 The two let go at the same time, turned and lay on their sides.
　　 Zhang said: "Suddenly I feel a little sleepy, go to sleep."
　　 Li Yi snored briefly.
Nie Bufan sighed, and mournfully said: "I am alone in a foreign land and be a stranger. Every festive season, I think about my family’s hometown tonight, I think about thousands of miles of frost, and the Ming Dynasty will spend another year without reason. But I hope that the state is my hometown. Say goodbye to crying for others until dawn..."
　　 Zhang Junshi turned around and said seriously: "Let's tell the story."
　　 Li Yi also turned around and deeply agreed.
　　 "This is what you said."
　　 Zhang and Li nodded affirmatively and surely.
　　 "Well, let me tell you a tear-jerking story about the white snake repaying kindness..."
　　……
　　 Two poor people suffered all night of suffering. The sequelae is that the outlook on life and the world have been completely reversed since then.
　　They realized that there is a kind of emotion in this world called Jiqing, which is a stunning love that transcends the world, transcends class, transcends race, transcends gender, and transcends time and space.
　　Nie Bufan, are you a true base or a false base? Can you tell how to write the words "self-eating"?
　　 May the Buddha bless him.