Zhang Orion was not around, so Jiang Fan didn't take the initiative to track down his whereabouts. Instead, we went straight down the river from Qingfeng Gorge and quietly arrived at Linjiang Pavilion.
Linjiang Pavilion is still magnificent, the only difference is that there is a huge white stone screen erected outside the door, with the song "Linjiang Immortal" engraved on it.
Zhang Zaifu's iron paintings with silver hooks and vigorous brushstrokes set off the extraordinary momentum of this poem.
He did not show his true face, but planned to meet Pei Yunjin in private later and asked her to go to Jiangxin Island to settle a matter on his mind.
At noon, Linjiang Pavilion was full of guests and friends, and there was an endless stream. Just as Pei Yunjin said at the beginning, with four dishes, one soup, one pot of wine, and a Linjiang Immortal, this building was finally ranked among the Eight Great Masters, and at the end of the year, it was directly promoted to the second of the Eight Great Masters. Second to Taibaiju in Longjiang.
At this time, there were many people, and Pei Yunjin was probably busy too. Jiang Fan simply found a corner on the large platform on the first floor, ordered food and drinks, and prepared to go to see Pei Yunjin after dinner.
A few people ordered a table with sixteen dishes in total. Although Linjiang Pavilion is best known for its four dishes and one soup, it is not just four dishes and one soup.
This large platform is actually an open-air square. You must know that the base of Linjiang Pavilion is ten feet high, so the first-floor platform is equivalent to the height of the tenth floor. It was summer and the weather was hot, so Linjiang Pavilion simply set up an awning on this platform and set up banquets in the open air for guests to enjoy the scenery and dine.
Jiang Fan and others did not choose a good location, just in the northeast corner far away from the river. While watching all kinds of people waiting, I ate.
But at this time, Ying Wuming was not there, and only the four of them chatted casually.
Qi Zhandao and Han Bolin are no longer so reserved. From what they have seen since they surrendered, King Xiaoyao is actually a very talkative person. During this period of time, the two lived in a mortal home and found that the palace was very harmonious, without the so-called feeling of being as deep as the sea when entering a wealthy family. Everyone is very kind, even the prince can make a few harmless jokes at will.
However, the two of them did not dare to look down upon him. Instead, they felt more and more that King Xiaoyao was different from ordinary people. Although they couldn't quite understand what they had seen and heard recently, they also understood that the prince was more unfathomable than they imagined.
Of course, what makes the two of them happiest is that they actually received a salary from the palace, which was quite generous for a saint. Not to mention the training resources, one person got two precious elixirs from the Alchemist, which made the two of them ecstatic.
Gradually, the sense of belonging between the two of them became much stronger. When you are not so restrained, your true nature comes out naturally.
Jiang Fan found the temperament of these two people very interesting.
Let’s just say that Qizhan Dao is known as Qizhan Dao. He got his name because of the martial arts he practiced. This person is good at using a long knife, has a ruthless nature, and is decisive in killing. Han Bolin was different. He was good at using a short knife. He had a cunning and insidious personality, but he was also naughty. He made the final decision on almost all external work.
If Qi Zhan Dao has the ferocity of a wolf, Han Bolin has the viciousness of a wolf. They can be considered a wolf and a wolf, complementing each other.
Han Bolin was sighing: "Sir, this Linjiang Pavilion is really extraordinary. Not to mention the scenery, the food and wine are second to none. This is my first time here."
"You two are both martial saints after all, so why are you so ignorant? Have you never even been here?" Luan Feifei was a little scornful.
Han Bolin chuckled and said: "We are no match for girls. We have not had any support from the sect these years, and all the money we earned has been spent on martial arts. We only need to eat enough. How can we afford such a luxurious place?"
Jiang Fan smiled and said: "The poor are rich in literature but rich in martial arts. Practicing martial arts consumes a lot of money. You have never experienced their hardships."
To be honest, Jiang Fan still admires these two brothers. They just entered the world as bachelors and suddenly became martial arts saints. Apart from anything else, their character, qualifications, and skills are considered to be one-in-a-million candidates.
And grassroots risers like them naturally cherish every resource, and their martial arts skills are also very solid, stronger than most martial saints.
When Han Bolin heard this, his nose felt a little sore.
"Who can say otherwise? Both of us brothers have lived for more than forty years. It is really sad to think that we can only come to this Linjiang Pavilion to have a drink with the young master."
Luan Feifei looked at his pitiful look and sympathized with him: "Okay, okay, I'm not right. You can do whatever you want today. I'll treat you."
Han Bolin chuckled: "Young master, how can I let a girl treat you?"
Jiang Fan quickly waved his hand: "No, no, don't stop him. If this guy is happy, he can make a thousand taels of gold a day. Kill him if you can, don't worry."
Qi and Han were both surprised. They didn't expect that Miss Luan was so awesome. The two of them were hired to kill King Xiaoyao for only one thousand taels of gold.
No wonder the prince was unhappy at the time. It was really cheap. Every girl under his command was making money every day.
While they were talking, the food and wine were served. The four of them chatted while eating.
Luan Feifei's eyes also lit up: "Speaking of which, this is also the first time I have eaten four dishes and one soup from Linjiang Pavilion. It tastes really good. Master, I heard that this is also your handiwork?"
Qi and Han were stunned. They really didn't know about this.
Jiang Fan smiled and said: "Yes, four dishes, one soup and one pot of wine are what I taught Linjiang Pavilion. But actually I don't like this wine very much. In fact, considering that most of the people here are from the northwest, they like strong drinks. That’s why I chose burning knives.”
Qi and Han were stunned, and then they remembered that they could drink almost as much as they wanted by burning knives in the palace. The two of them also lamented how luxurious the palace was, and the love was simply brewed by others.
But if the four dishes, one soup and one pot of wine are all written by the prince, what does Linjiang Pavilion... have to do with the prince?
The two of them looked at each other and felt that the young king was getting deeper and deeper.
"However, the young master is a bit too partial to others. He gave Longjiang a full banquet with 108 dishes from the north and the south, so why did he give us four dishes and one soup here?" Luan Feifei asked in confusion.
Jiang Fan laughed and said, "This is called Jiang's talent. He can't remember many dishes at the moment."
Qi and Han were even more surprised. Although they had heard some legends, it was still hard to believe that the North and South banquets on the first floor in the world were also made by the young king in front of them.
Although I know that this young king has great powers, there is no need to be the best in the world in terms of food, right? Why not leave others a way to survive?
Of course this kind of complaint cannot be made out loud. In fact, both Qi and Han were surprised. From this point of view, the two largest restaurants in the world have a close relationship with Jiang Fan. So how much heritage does this young man, who is a fisherman and a king, have?
Han Bolin's eyes flashed: "Young master, you don't shy away from us in these matters. Aren't you afraid...are you afraid of us..."
Jiang Fan said calmly: "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that you two will rebel?"
The two of them couldn't help but thought, how dare you, let's not talk about the golden masked man who is staring at you from nowhere, you just pointed at the Martial Saint Destroyer and scared our buddies out of their wits.
Han Bolin chuckled and said, "I just feel that there is something. Shouldn't the fewer people know about it, the better."
Jiang Fan waved his hand: "It shows that I am confident."
Han Bolin turned to look at Qi Zhandao, and suddenly said solemnly: "Master... How about I give you more confidence?"
