The number one scholar resides.
This is a three-story building with double eaves. In the middle of the tiles moistened with a layer of oil flowers, there are some weeds. It is almost autumn, and the stalks of the weeds are already a little yellow, but the grass leaves are still clear.
There is a couplet hanging on both sides of the door, "Welcome guests from all over the world with a smile, and welcome wealth from all over the world.".
There is also a couplet inside, which reads, "The world is vast when you are drunk, and the sun and moon float in the pot."
There are several wooden signs hanging behind the counter in the hall, which read "Fried Drunken Chicken", "Turmeric Braised Shrimp", "Braised Elbow", "Steamed Bowl Meatballs"... the names of various dishes, large and small.
The thick wooden cover on the wine tank was covered with oil stains. A waiter had a white towel hanging on his shoulder, and his fingers were constantly turning over the pages of the book.
The cover of the book is written with the words "The Story of Xiu Xiang Feiyan". The pictures of Xiu Xiu inside are quite exciting, and the boy can't help but bleed.
Naturally, this place cannot be compared with other famous restaurants in the world, but it is already the best restaurant in Shanyin County.
There is also a story about the origin of the name. During the former dynasty, a 40-year-old man from Shanyin County won the first prize because he spent most of his money on studying by his wife, who managed the hotel. He cooks in the back hall, so people in the county call his shop "Zhuangyuanju".
At that time, the noble family was more valuable than today. Due to intentional or unintentional suppression, the number one scholar could only sink into a subordinate. A few years later, he simply left the title and went to Yuelu Mountain Academy to study and study, and eventually became a great scholar.
This No. 1 scholar's residence was the place where he made his fortune, but it has been inherited by descendants from generation to generation.
On the third floor of the small building, the remaining wine was still warm. Su Che guarded a small red clay stove and slowly roasted beef on it with a pair of chopsticks. The hot butter dripped down the cracks in the small stove into the charcoal fire below. A burst of smoke rose, making me feel indescribably comfortable and happy.
The four of them were sitting next to the window, Su Che was grilling meat against the window, Lu Baiju was slowly warming the wine, and Song Qi and Lin Jiugong, the junior brothers, were drinking and eating meat.
The autumn breeze is cool, the wine is warm and the meat is smooth, but for a while, the guests and hosts are enjoying themselves.
"Ever since I became successful in cultivation, I have drank less and less alcohol." Lin Jiugong sighed: "It is rare to drink and eat meat so happily today."
"Taoist Master Lin, then eat a few more chopsticks. Since you haven't broken the rules before, just eat to your heart's content." Lu Bai poured the hot bamboo leaves into his celadon wine glass. The fragrance of Fenyang wine became even more tangy after being warmed by it.
"Hahaha, then you have to eat more."
Lin Jiugong picked up a piece of fat cow and put it into his mouth, drinking the refreshing Fenyang Bamboo Leaf Green in one gulp.
Su Che looked outside the small building. Pedestrians were bustling and shops along the road were opening one after another. Shanyin County was gradually regaining its former vitality after the disaster.
Although he seemed to be recovering from a serious illness, he was still alive after all.
"After taking this bite, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find the taste of this hometown in the future."
Lin Jiugong put down his chopsticks, but he felt something.
"Where in this world is not illuminated by the same sun and moon, and where is not my hometown? Junior brother, don't be too attached to appearance."
Song Qi didn't eat meat either, he just leaned against the window and drank sip after sip.
Today's meeting is a farewell.
The person who sent it was Lin Jiugong. This Yimei Taoist felt that his cultivation was insufficient in the previous incident and decided to go to the East China Sea.
Above the East China Sea, there are many cultivating sects. There is no dynasty like Wei Dynasty in the Middle Earth that intends to infiltrate the world. It is either an island under the control of the sect, or a small country where demons and gods live together.
Above the East China Sea, qi practitioners empty their qi and rise to the sky and enter the earth. Great demons practice yin and yang and breathe in the sun and moon. Sword cultivators use their swords to soar like stars. Immortal islands lie across the sky, and palaces and pavilions are hidden in the waves of mirage. among.
That is the real place of practice.
Lin Jiugong is determined to go to the East China Sea, where he will find the inheritance of the Shangqing lineage and continue to practice.
The paper-making shop in Guobei County has been left to two apprentices. Qiu Sheng and Wencai lacked spiritual practice and a diligent Taoist heart, so they stayed in Guobei County to take care of the family business.
"Senior brother, please take good care of my two useless disciples."
Lin Jiugong raised his wine glass.
"I also have disciples, so I can't take care of them."
Song Qi picked up the wine glass with one hand and touched it slightly with Lin Jiugong, then raised his head and drank. The clear wine liquid burned the old man's throat, and he coughed a few times.
"Both of your two disciples have common people's tempers. The one called Wen Cai is more dull, and I can still take care of him. The one called Qiu Sheng has a scheming mind. Whether he will be a blessing or a disaster in the future depends on him."
Lin Jiugong heard this and drank another drink.
Senior brother has a lonely temperament, and after saying this, he has actually already agreed to take care of his two disciples.
"Brother-in-law, why don't we go to the East China Sea together?"
Lin Jiugong looked at Suche and said.
"Me?"
Suche glanced at Lu Bai, who was warming his wine.
"I am surrounded by worldly things, and the heart of my sword is no longer clear. When I sharpen my edge, I will go to the East China Sea to set up a small boat among the whale waves to pursue Brother Lin's magic trail."
Song Qi looked at Su Che coldly.
"I'll give you back your elixir."
As he spoke, he took out a small bottle from his sleeve and put it on the table.
Lu Bai looked at the porcelain bottle and his eyes lit up.
"Brother Song, what do you mean?"
Suche frowned.
"Figured out."
Song Qi drank the clear wine in one gulp.
"There is a poem that says well, 'When a person is not a hundred years old, he always worries about a thousand years old.' I am a person who thinks too much. I have lived for more than a hundred years, and I have not seen through the wine, sex, wealth, and fame. I am tempted by everything, so I just continue to practice. , I am afraid that I will become the food of the devil."
When Su Che looked at Song Qi, his eyes were full of turbidity.
A mere bit of bamboo leaf green will never make a Taoist monk practicing in the seventh level behave like this.
This was a change in his state of mind. The innate spirit of Mr. Song, the coffin shop owner, was probably exhausted at this moment.
Su Che suddenly remembered a saying he heard in his previous life. Some people lived to be eighty-two years old, but he died at the age of twenty-eight. "The South China Sutra" says: "There is no greater sorrow than the death of the heart, and the death of a person is also the second most."
Su Che looked at Old Songtou's depressed eyes and frowned slightly.
"Whether Old Song is lucky enough to tolerate something like the Xuanyou Dao True Pill, I'm afraid that even if Yue Shaoxia has a great family and a great business, there is no reason to give it up to a mere third-grade person."
Song Qi let out a long sigh: "I have been arrogant about my wisdom and strategy all my life. I thought that even if I didn't practice Confucianism, I could still achieve 'a gentleman sees opportunities and an expert knows his fate.' Unexpectedly, in the end, I was blindfolded by the word life and death." , but it made Mr. Yue laugh."
Suche smiled, took out a small bottle from his sleeve and put it on the table, but he put away the little fox's Xibei Xuanyou Daozhendan.
"Brother, there are some ways to prolong your life. This bottle of elixir was obtained from Madam Xue, the Canglang Water God. One pill can prolong your life for more than ten years."
Su Che pushed forward the bottle of elixir presented by Mrs.
Song Qi was shocked when he heard this, and his eyes were fixed on the bottle of elixir.
"Brother-in-law, it's true that you are also a god, and you are also a ghost. It's such a way to play with people's hearts. It's a pity to follow the way of swordsmanship instead of practicing the wonderful method of freedom."
Song Qi stretched out his hand to hold the porcelain bottle tightly, with a faint light shining in his eyes.
Su Che looked at the old man who practiced Shangqing Taoism. Although the elixir had not entered his stomach, there was a spiritual energy between his eyebrows.
This spiritual energy Su Che is extremely familiar with.
The Dongji Hall in Qingdi Treasure Garden is full of this Yanghe energy.
If Su Che didn't have the Qingdi Baoyuan in his hands as a reference, and he practiced Taiyin method at the same time, he would be quite sensitive to the energy of Yanghe.
Otherwise, you will miss this change in Song Qi's eyebrows.
This old Songtou felt a surge of vitality in his heart, and the energy of Yang He was born between his brows?
Suche lowered his head and drank the bamboo leaf green wine in one gulp.
"I'm here to first wish Brother Lin to fly to the East China Sea, and then wish Brother Song to reach higher levels." Lu Bai happily took over the conversation: "Come on, come on, let's drink this cup to the full."
With the wine in his ears, Su Che asked the waiter to bring some dishes. They drank and chatted until the sun set in the west.
Lin Jiugong bid farewell to the three of them under the influence of wine, and rushed to the East China Sea without stopping. Su Che, Song Qi, and Lu Bai took him out of the east gate.
Then Song Qi also said goodbye to Su Che, only saying that no matter whether it was Mr. Yue or Mr. Liu in the future, as long as the place where his coffin was laid for Lao Song was used, he would just send someone to say something.
But Lu Bai, who was following him, heard the clouds and fog shrouded his ears.
"How does it feel on the first day of this happy world?"
Su Che and Lu Bai were walking in the direction of Guobei County, like a pair of businessmen walking together.
"If you eat and drink like this every day, I will really be willing to wander around the world."
Lu Bai chuckled.
It is true that he is a Ti cavalry officer, but he is mainly responsible for running the prison on weekdays. He spends a lot of time traveling in the world, but he does not have much real experience in the world.
"I have made an appointment with Zhang San to meet at the Yingying Inn in Guobei County."
Lu Bai had a look of anticipation on his face: "I heard there are female ghosts there."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Bai held the dagger at his waist and slowly took a step forward, blocking Su Che behind him.
"Walking outside, this mouth really comes up with whatever it wants..."
Suche looked forward and saw a beautiful woman holding a paper umbrella, leaning against the cypress tree beside the road under the setting sun.
A pair of dark eyes stared at him tightly, complaining like complaining, crying like admiration.
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