"Brother Sun, look, a carriage is coming!"
In the forest, Sun He and Zhang Lu, along with others, were skinning a big black dog they had stolen from somewhere, when they saw a carriage slowly entering the forest.
Someone stood up and said, "Look at that carriage, though it's not imposing, it's not ordinary. Lately, we've been tight on money. Brother Sun, should we stop and get some liquor money?"
They had been unable to roam for food and drink due to the rain in the past few days. Finally, when the rain stopped, they got a big black dog from the neighboring village, ready to stew it and have a few drinks.
Sun He spat out the grass held by his mouth and then waved his sleeve, saying, "Let's pause for now, prepare a bit, and get some money to buy some good liquor."
"Yes!"
The others excitedly pulled out their daggers, crouched in the grass beside the road, ready to ambush the carriage as soon as it arrived.
