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Chapter 26: Stranger in the Little Shop
Original novel written by Gu Long
Fan translation by Meh (Send an email)
Autumn, the leaves are falling.
At the end of the street is a big mansion, like the autumn leaves, almost time to fall.
At the front is a big door, seemingly haven抰 been opened for over a year now, the bronze filled with rust.
It抯 been a while since any sound came from the inside, other than an occasional cricket or bird.
However, it hasn抰 always been this way. Seven Jin s.h.i.+ and three Tan Hua had lived here, including one who抯 also a hero in the martial world.
But two years ago, this mansion changed owners, and many amazing events happened here, many top-level fighters died here.
After that, this mansion became very quiet.
People started to wonder about this place, some feel there抯 an evil presence inside.
Now, you can no longer hear laughter inside. No more lanterns brightening the mansion in the evenings. Only a single candlelight in little building in the back.
It seems that a person抯 here waiting for someone, but who is she waiting for?
No matter how dirty, how dark a place, some people would live there.
Perhaps it抯 because they can抰 go anywhere else, or that they抮e sick of life, preferring to hide in the dark, waiting for others to forget them.
On the street here is a little shop, selling food and wine in the front, an Inn with a few rooms in the back. The owner, Hunchback Sun, is a handicapped person.
He knows that this street isn抰 very good for business, but won抰 move his shop.
He prefers to simply live a solitary life here, not hearing others� laughter or joy, because he knows that no money can buy peace.
Of course he抯 lonely.
About a year ago, a strange customer came into this little shop. Actually, he wasn抰 wearing anything special, or looked very special.
Although he抯 fairly tall, and looked pretty das.h.i.+ng, but he also looked quite frail, as if he抯 always sick, and he kept coughing.
He really looks like an ordinary man.
But Hunchback Sun immediately knew that he was special.
He did not laugh at Sun for his hunchback, nor cared, especially not tried to show sympathy.
He wasn抰 picky about the wine, nor did he judge it, he just doesn抰 talk much period.
The strange part is, after he entered the little shop, he never walked out.
The first time he came in, he chose a seat by the corner, asked for some dried tofu, some beef, too pieces of bread, and seven jugs of wine.
When he finished all his wine, he asked Hunchback Sun to get more, then slept in the last room of the Inn, until he woke up the next dusk.
By the time he came out, his seven jugs of wine would be all gone.
It抯 been over a year now, every night the same corner, the same dishes, some dried tofu, beef, two pieces of bread and seven jugs of wine.
He would cough and drink at the same time. When he抯 done, he would carry seven more back to his room, not showing up again until the next night.
Hunchback Sun is also an alcoholic, but he抯 still in awe of this person. He has never seen anyone drink fourteen jugs before getting drunk before.
He would sometimes want to ask for this person抯, but then decide against it, because he knows that he won抰 get a response.
Hunchback Sun is not a chatty person.
So this went on for months, until those few days when it was quite cold, and rained continuously for a few days. Hunchback Sun went into the back to check on things, found out the back room抯 window was open, the strange customer lying on the floor, his face terribly red, like it抯 filled with blood.
Hunchback Sun picked him up, went to get some medicine, cooked it, and took care of him for three days, until he got out of bed, and then asked for more wine.
At that time, Hunchback Sun realized that this guy had a death wish, so he tried to help him, saying, 揘o one can keep living drinking like this.�
But this person simply smiled, asking him, 揌ow do you know drinking would make me live a shorter life?�
Hunchback Sun could not respond.
From that day on, they became friends.
When there are no other customers, they would drink together, talking about useless things. Hunchback Sun realized that this person is quite knowledgeable.
He only refrained from one subject, his past and name.
One time Hunchback Sun asked him, 揝ince we抮e now friends, what should I call you?�
He thought for a while, then answered, 揑抦 a drunkard, why don抰 you call me that?�
Therefore, Hunchback Sun realized that this person must抳e had a terrible past, so he couldn抰 even bear to bring up his name, preferring to live his life in wine.
Other than wine, this person had one other hobby.
It抯 woodcarving.
He would always use his little knife to carve pieces of woods, but Hunchback Sun never knows what he抯 carving, because he never finishes any of the carvings.
This really is a strange customer, to the point where it抯 scary.
Yet Hunchback Sun hoped that he抎 never leave.
This morning, it was especially cold, so Hunchback Sun had to wear his heavy coat before opening shop.
He then saw two people on horsebacks coming his way.
There aren抰 many people who ride horses in the area, so Hunchback Sun took notice.
These two people both wear long, yellow robes, the person in the front has big eyes, the person in the back with a pointy nose, both with short hair, in their 30s.
These two people don抰 look out of the ordinary, but their yellow robes made them stick out, they didn抰 notice Hunchback Sun, simply examining the surroundings.
He knows that he抯 definitely not on the minds of these two.
Only to see them ride past his shop and out of sight, but soon afterwards, both came back.
Surprisingly, they actually dismounted in front of the shop.
Although Hunchback Sun has a strange temper, he抯 still a businessman, immediately asked, 揇o you need anything?�
The big-eyed man said, 揥e don抰 need anything, just want to ask you something.�
Hunchback Sun went back to his ch.o.r.es, because he抯 never a big fan of talking.
The pointed-nose man laughed, then said, 揌ow about if buy some answers from you? A tael of silver per answer.�
Hunchback Sun immediately brightened his eyes, nodded and said, 揝ure.�
As he said those words, he raised a finger.
The big-eyed man laughed, 揟his also counts as an answer?�
Hunchback Sun said, 揧es.�
He raised another finger.
The pointed-nose man asked, 揌ow long have you lived here?�
Hunchback Sun answered, 揟wenty to thirty years.�
The pointed-nose man asked, 揥ho lives in this mansion across from you?�
揟he Li family.�
The pointed-nose man asked, 揥ho was the owner after that?�
揌is surname is Long, called Long Xiao Yun.�
The pointed-nose man asked, 揌ave you seen him?�
揘o.�
The pointed-nose man asked, 揥here is he now?�
揌e left.�
The pointed-nose man asked, 揥hen?�
揂bout a year ago.�
The pointed-nose man asked, 揌e抯 never been back since?�
揘o.�
The pointed-nose man asked, 揑f you抳e never seen him, how could you know so much?�
揌is chef often buy wine from me.�
The pointed-nose man thought for a while, then asked, 揌as any stranger drop by to ask you questions recently?�
揘o. If there is� then I抎 probably be rich today.�
The big-eyed man smiled, 揌ere抯 your reward.�
He tossed some silver over, then without another word, they rode their horses and left.
Hunchback Sun looked at his silver, then said to himself, 揑 can抰 believe sometimes it抯 this easy to make money.�
He turned around, suddenly found that drunkard is behind him, looking at where those two men disappeared into.
Hunchback Sun smiled, 揧ou抮e awake awfully early today.�
That drunkard also smiled. 揕ast night I drank really fast, so I was already sober by morning.�
He lowered his head, coughed, then asked, 揥hat day is today?�
Hunchback Sun said, 揝eptember 14.�
That drunkard抯 normally white face became a bit red, looked off into the distance, remained quiet for a while, then asked, 揟hen tomorrow will be September 15th, right?�
The drunkard seemed to want to say something else, but started to cough continuously.
Hunchback Sun sighed, shook his head. 揑f everyone drank as much as you, then all the wine sellers would be rich by now.�
At dusk, candlelight appeared in the little building in the back.
The drunkard still simply drank at his old place.
Original novel written by Gu Long
Fan translation by Meh (Send an email)
Autumn, the leaves are falling.
At the end of the street is a big mansion, like the autumn leaves, almost time to fall.
At the front is a big door, seemingly haven抰 been opened for over a year now, the bronze filled with rust.
It抯 been a while since any sound came from the inside, other than an occasional cricket or bird.
However, it hasn抰 always been this way. Seven Jin s.h.i.+ and three Tan Hua had lived here, including one who抯 also a hero in the martial world.
But two years ago, this mansion changed owners, and many amazing events happened here, many top-level fighters died here.
After that, this mansion became very quiet.
People started to wonder about this place, some feel there抯 an evil presence inside.
Now, you can no longer hear laughter inside. No more lanterns brightening the mansion in the evenings. Only a single candlelight in little building in the back.
It seems that a person抯 here waiting for someone, but who is she waiting for?
No matter how dirty, how dark a place, some people would live there.
Perhaps it抯 because they can抰 go anywhere else, or that they抮e sick of life, preferring to hide in the dark, waiting for others to forget them.
On the street here is a little shop, selling food and wine in the front, an Inn with a few rooms in the back. The owner, Hunchback Sun, is a handicapped person.
He knows that this street isn抰 very good for business, but won抰 move his shop.
He prefers to simply live a solitary life here, not hearing others� laughter or joy, because he knows that no money can buy peace.
Of course he抯 lonely.
About a year ago, a strange customer came into this little shop. Actually, he wasn抰 wearing anything special, or looked very special.
Although he抯 fairly tall, and looked pretty das.h.i.+ng, but he also looked quite frail, as if he抯 always sick, and he kept coughing.
He really looks like an ordinary man.
But Hunchback Sun immediately knew that he was special.
He did not laugh at Sun for his hunchback, nor cared, especially not tried to show sympathy.
He wasn抰 picky about the wine, nor did he judge it, he just doesn抰 talk much period.
The strange part is, after he entered the little shop, he never walked out.
The first time he came in, he chose a seat by the corner, asked for some dried tofu, some beef, too pieces of bread, and seven jugs of wine.
When he finished all his wine, he asked Hunchback Sun to get more, then slept in the last room of the Inn, until he woke up the next dusk.
By the time he came out, his seven jugs of wine would be all gone.
It抯 been over a year now, every night the same corner, the same dishes, some dried tofu, beef, two pieces of bread and seven jugs of wine.
He would cough and drink at the same time. When he抯 done, he would carry seven more back to his room, not showing up again until the next night.
Hunchback Sun is also an alcoholic, but he抯 still in awe of this person. He has never seen anyone drink fourteen jugs before getting drunk before.
He would sometimes want to ask for this person抯, but then decide against it, because he knows that he won抰 get a response.
Hunchback Sun is not a chatty person.
So this went on for months, until those few days when it was quite cold, and rained continuously for a few days. Hunchback Sun went into the back to check on things, found out the back room抯 window was open, the strange customer lying on the floor, his face terribly red, like it抯 filled with blood.
Hunchback Sun picked him up, went to get some medicine, cooked it, and took care of him for three days, until he got out of bed, and then asked for more wine.
At that time, Hunchback Sun realized that this guy had a death wish, so he tried to help him, saying, 揘o one can keep living drinking like this.�
But this person simply smiled, asking him, 揌ow do you know drinking would make me live a shorter life?�
Hunchback Sun could not respond.
From that day on, they became friends.
When there are no other customers, they would drink together, talking about useless things. Hunchback Sun realized that this person is quite knowledgeable.
He only refrained from one subject, his past and name.
One time Hunchback Sun asked him, 揝ince we抮e now friends, what should I call you?�
He thought for a while, then answered, 揑抦 a drunkard, why don抰 you call me that?�
Therefore, Hunchback Sun realized that this person must抳e had a terrible past, so he couldn抰 even bear to bring up his name, preferring to live his life in wine.
Other than wine, this person had one other hobby.
It抯 woodcarving.
He would always use his little knife to carve pieces of woods, but Hunchback Sun never knows what he抯 carving, because he never finishes any of the carvings.
This really is a strange customer, to the point where it抯 scary.
Yet Hunchback Sun hoped that he抎 never leave.
This morning, it was especially cold, so Hunchback Sun had to wear his heavy coat before opening shop.
He then saw two people on horsebacks coming his way.
There aren抰 many people who ride horses in the area, so Hunchback Sun took notice.
These two people both wear long, yellow robes, the person in the front has big eyes, the person in the back with a pointy nose, both with short hair, in their 30s.
These two people don抰 look out of the ordinary, but their yellow robes made them stick out, they didn抰 notice Hunchback Sun, simply examining the surroundings.
He knows that he抯 definitely not on the minds of these two.
Only to see them ride past his shop and out of sight, but soon afterwards, both came back.
Surprisingly, they actually dismounted in front of the shop.
Although Hunchback Sun has a strange temper, he抯 still a businessman, immediately asked, 揇o you need anything?�
The big-eyed man said, 揥e don抰 need anything, just want to ask you something.�
Hunchback Sun went back to his ch.o.r.es, because he抯 never a big fan of talking.
The pointed-nose man laughed, then said, 揌ow about if buy some answers from you? A tael of silver per answer.�
Hunchback Sun immediately brightened his eyes, nodded and said, 揝ure.�
As he said those words, he raised a finger.
The big-eyed man laughed, 揟his also counts as an answer?�
Hunchback Sun said, 揧es.�
He raised another finger.
The pointed-nose man asked, 揌ow long have you lived here?�
Hunchback Sun answered, 揟wenty to thirty years.�
The pointed-nose man asked, 揥ho lives in this mansion across from you?�
揟he Li family.�
The pointed-nose man asked, 揥ho was the owner after that?�
揌is surname is Long, called Long Xiao Yun.�
The pointed-nose man asked, 揌ave you seen him?�
揘o.�
The pointed-nose man asked, 揥here is he now?�
揌e left.�
The pointed-nose man asked, 揥hen?�
揂bout a year ago.�
The pointed-nose man asked, 揌e抯 never been back since?�
揘o.�
The pointed-nose man asked, 揑f you抳e never seen him, how could you know so much?�
揌is chef often buy wine from me.�
The pointed-nose man thought for a while, then asked, 揌as any stranger drop by to ask you questions recently?�
揘o. If there is� then I抎 probably be rich today.�
The big-eyed man smiled, 揌ere抯 your reward.�
He tossed some silver over, then without another word, they rode their horses and left.
Hunchback Sun looked at his silver, then said to himself, 揑 can抰 believe sometimes it抯 this easy to make money.�
He turned around, suddenly found that drunkard is behind him, looking at where those two men disappeared into.
Hunchback Sun smiled, 揧ou抮e awake awfully early today.�
That drunkard also smiled. 揕ast night I drank really fast, so I was already sober by morning.�
He lowered his head, coughed, then asked, 揥hat day is today?�
Hunchback Sun said, 揝eptember 14.�
That drunkard抯 normally white face became a bit red, looked off into the distance, remained quiet for a while, then asked, 揟hen tomorrow will be September 15th, right?�
The drunkard seemed to want to say something else, but started to cough continuously.
Hunchback Sun sighed, shook his head. 揑f everyone drank as much as you, then all the wine sellers would be rich by now.�
At dusk, candlelight appeared in the little building in the back.
The drunkard still simply drank at his old place.
