At this time, the customers in the shop were almost gone. The shop owner turned to look at the young man sitting at the table who was giggling to himself, and took the initiative to talk to him: "Where are the customers coming from?"
Chen Chao came back to his senses, thought for a moment, and said, "Shendu."
When the shop owner heard these two words, his eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "I heard that it is the largest city in the world, the residence of the emperor."
"But if you eat a drawer of steamed buns at a place like that, it would be several times more expensive than at our shop, right?"
The shop owner smoked a dry cigarette and said with a smile: "It may be prosperous over there, but when it comes to it, it may not be as good as the taste of my shop."
When Chen Chao heard the first words of the shop owner, he remembered something he had read in a book before. It said that the emperor in the hearts of the people at the bottom was just plowing the land with a golden hoe. Just as he was about to think deeply, Chen Chao After hearing the second half of the shop owner's words, I stopped thinking about it and just smiled and said, "I've never eaten shrimp-flavored steamed buns anywhere else."
Speaking of this, the owner of the shop became energetic. He shook off the ashes on the bench with his cigarette in his hand. After blowing on it, he smiled proudly and said: "I'm not bragging. These steamed buns with the flavor of river shrimp can be found within a radius of dozens of miles. I’m the only one who can do it well here. No one was jealous of my skills before, but when they went back to make this kind of thing, no one could taste it as good as what I made.”
Chen Chao asked curiously: "That's it. What's the unknown skill in this steamed bun?"
When the shop owner heard this, he was about to speak, but he quickly raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Do you want to learn my craft, and then open a bun shop and make a lot of money?"
Just as Chen Chao was about to explain, the owner of the shop smiled and shook his head and said, "It doesn't hurt to tell you. If you open a bun shop in Shendu to make money in the future, I happened to go to Shendu, so I can treat you to a nice meal." That’s it.”
Hearing this, Chen Chao stopped explaining.
The shop owner said: "The problem lies in the river shrimp, and also in the water milling skills. The river shrimp must be the red-tailed river shrimp from the creek outside the county. When the river shrimp reaches adulthood, its tail will be reddish, which is when the meat is the most tender. The darker the color of the red tail, the less good the meat quality, so first of all, you have to look at your eyesight to see if you can tell whether the river shrimp is at its most tender. Please note that this river shrimp is very strange, and only in this pot of stuffing If there is a river shrimp that is not at its most tender, then the filling in this basin is not good."
"As for the second point, water grinding skills, that is, you have to spend two hours every day to chop the shrimp meat into puree, so that you can have the best flavor."
After saying this long sentence in one breath, the shop owner also took a puff of dry cigarette to catch his breath.
Chen Chao realized something was wrong as he listened, and said with a wry smile: "Brother, you really have a good mouth. Isn't the most important thing about your skill how to identify river shrimps? If you tell me like this now, I know it." , I’m afraid I won’t be able to open this bun shop.”
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But after all, Wantian Palace is destined to be the leader of Taiping Dao, and its status in the Taoist sect is definitely not low. Unlike Chixinguan, which has always been at odds with Daliang, the relationship between Wantian Palace and Daliang is pretty good. At the meeting, a Taoist master from the Wantian Palace personally led the team. At that time, Chen Chao also rescued Zhu Xia, who was the saint of the Wantian Palace.
In addition, the relationship between the Taoist master and the dean of the academy was good. Later, the relationship between Wantian Palace and Daliang became better. However, due to many reasons, this relationship was not made public.
Chen Chao went to Wantian Palace this time, what he wanted was to formally form an alliance with Wantian Palace.
Different from the relationship with Jianqi Mountain or Jianzong, Chen Chao wanted Wantian Palace to announce this matter to the world.
He did this not only for the sake of Daliang, but also to pave the way for Yunjianyue. Wantian Palace is an introduction. If Chixinguan also walks on this road, then the entire Taoist sect will be stable. Once the Taoist sect is stabilized, Okay, after that, it won’t be difficult for the entire Fangwai.
After Fangwai is settled, many things can be done again.
Everything is going according to plan, but Chen Chao is actually not very sure that he can convince Wantian Palace. Even if he has a good relationship with Zhu Xia, the friendship between Daliang and Wantian Palace over the years is probably not enough for Wantian Palace to express their feelings. Attitude.
Just try it.
Chen Chao is very sincere.
Before going to Wantian Palace this time, he had already written down many ideas and handed them to His Highness the Crown Prince. The latter also had an explanation a few days ago and nodded in agreement.
This actually made Chen Chao look at his younger brother with admiration. It seemed that this young man had gradually matured.
Chen Chao was relieved in his heart. If he
If his younger brother regarded him as his elder brother, he wouldn't mind helping his younger brother create a peaceful world and let him be his emperor in peace.
Chen Chao has always been such a person. He will always remember the kindness someone does to him and will definitely repay it.
But if someone wanted to harm him, the fate would be the same as the two brothers who died under his sword before.
Thinking about this, Chen Chao, who was in a daze, was already far away from the city. It was not until he heard some noisy people that he came back to his senses.
Not far away, there were two people, a middle-aged man and a young man dressed in white.
The middle-aged man's aura is restrained, but when he walks, his energy circulates and leaks out a lot, enough to tell that he should be a monk who forgets his worries.
Look at the middle-aged man's tall figure. Although the long gown is wide, you can still see that the middle-aged man has a strong figure.
He is a pure martial artist.
Chen Chao, who was aware of this, frowned slightly. It was not common for a pure martial artist to enter the realm of forgetfulness.
As for the young man who looks somewhat similar to the middle-aged man, he seems to be that man's descendant or something like that. His energy is pretty good, but he should be at the peak of the sea of suffering and has just reached the threshold of the other side.
When Chen Chao was observing these two people, the young man in white clothes over there also saw Chen Chao. After observing Chen Chao's dress, the young man frowned slightly, but soon Then he relaxed and didn't say much.
He just said a few words next to the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man turned his head and glanced at Chen Chao, but failed to see Chen Chao's background, so he took another look at the sword on his waist. Finally, the middle-aged man showed a kind smile, and Chen Chao nodded slightly in response.
After turning around, the middle-aged man warned: "Lian'er, the person behind you, unless you have to, don't conflict with him."
The young manThe young man frowned and said, "Father, what do you mean by this? Could it be that that man has a high realm and an extraordinary background?"
The middle-aged man shook his head and said: "No, it's because that man is a martial artist just like you and me. If we meet him later and he happens to be in trouble, you can help him if it's not difficult. In fact, it's not just him. This If the other warriors in the world encounter someone who is in trouble, they can actually help. The warriors in the world are basically one family."
The young man nodded, feeling
He sighed: "My father's temperament is actually not suitable for Fengling Mountain."
Young people don't dare to say this kind of thing on the mountain. They can only say it when there are no outsiders at the bottom of the mountain.
The middle-aged man smiled bitterly, but did not answer.
The young man frowned and said, "Father, those people on the mountain are targeting you like this. According to the child, we should just leave Fengling Mountain and go to Daliang to find an official position."
The middle-aged man did not speak in a hurry, but after walking far away, he found that there was no trace of Chen Chao behind him, and then he softly said: "Lian'er, do you really think that if we want to escape from Fengling Mountain, it will be so easy? What if? It's so easy, why does your mother have to stay in the mountain every time she goes down?"
The young man said angrily: "I know, that is the bond they gave to my father, fearing that my father would be disloyal, but in fact, if they do this, will my father really feel better?"
"In other words, if they treat their father sincerely, the children will not persuade their father to leave."
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "How difficult is it to exchange sincerity for sincerity?"
The middle-aged man said: "My father grew up in Fengling Mountain since he was a child. Although he has received so many looks of disdain along the way, in any case, it is still half of his hometown, and there is still some emotion in it."
The young man opened his mouth but stopped talking.
My father is obviously a pure warrior who forgets his worries. There are not many people in Fengling Mountain who can compare with him, but he just has a good temper and tolerates everything.
What his father has done for Fenglingshan over the years, plus what Fenglingshan has done to his father, has long made the young man feel that his family has been extremely benevolent to Fenglingshan.
The two of them walked far away again. The middle-aged man looked at his son with a look of resentment on his face and then smiled and said, "Okay Lian'er, I've talked about friendship. As a father, can I tell you something about the reality of people's hearts?"
The young man was startled, then nodded.
"How can Fenglingshan not know the realm of being a father? As you said, how many worries does Fenglingshan have? Since they know, why do they treat being a father like this? Think about it carefully?"
The middle-aged man's speech is indeed different from that of many martial artists. He rarely has mood swings, but is gentle and gentle, like an ordinary teacher.
The young man thought carefully for a long time before hesitating: "Is it because the mountain owner is old and can't live much longer?"
The middle-aged man nodded and smiled: "Go on."
The young man said softly: "My father has a high reputation in the mountain. He has done a lot for the mountain in recent years. If the old mountain master dies, I am afraid that my father will..."
Having said this, the young man understood why his father had such a status in the mountains these years.
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "In the early years, they suppressed me just because they looked down on my father. But why did they continue to do so later? It was because they didn't want my father to have any status in the mountains, but they never thought that the more they acted like this, the more their father would do. The more there are, the higher the prestige will be.”
The young man suddenly became enlightened and said with a smile, "Father wants to stay on the mountain and be the next mountain master of Fengling Mountain!"
The young man was very excited. Fengling Mountain was a first-class sect. If his father became the master of Fengling Mountain as a warrior, it would definitely be a big event that would shock the world.
It’s just that the middle-aged man quickly poured a bucket on the young man
Leng Shui, "Don't worry, no matter how high your father's prestige is, he will never become the owner of Fengling Mountain."
The young man looked puzzled.
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "This is a sure thing and it will never change. As for my father not leaving Fengling Mountain, it is because I dare not."
Having said this, the middle-aged man finally smiled bitterly.
He has really experienced some things. Destiny, even a strong man like him, sometimes gives rise to a deep sense of powerlessness.
"Once my father leaves Fengling Mountain, maybe they won't do anything on the surface, but as long as we go down the mountain, I'm afraid we will die violently."
The middle-aged man smiled, but his smile was full of desolation.
"So these years, my father has known that the road ahead is Guillotine.
But we can only move forward, because once we choose another path, you two, mother and son, will immediately go under the Nine Springs with your father. "
As the most powerful martial artist in the state, the middle-aged man looks good on the surface, but in reality, only he knows.
With no way to advance or retreat, he is no different than a piece of meat on a sticky board ready to be slaughtered.
The young man stopped talking and just clenched his fists.
The middle-aged man quickly regained his composure, patted the young man on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, one day, my father will definitely plan an escape route for you."
The young man shook his head and said, "Father, children only want to be with their parents."
The middle-aged man stopped talking and just glanced into the distance. An isolated mountain stood on the plain. This was the end of the trip.
The young man also sighed and walked over.
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Previously, Chen Chao deliberately slowed down and did not follow the pair of warriors. He was afraid that the other party would think he had bad intentions and was afraid of a dispute, so he deliberately distanced the two of them. Now, naturally, he didn't know The traces of those two people.
Regarding the Wangyou warrior, Chen Chao was very curious about the identity of the other party, but in fact, if he really wanted to know, it was not troublesome. After all, there were not many Wangyou warriors outside of Daliang. As long as he spent some effort, he would naturally want to know. , everyone knows.
However, Chen Chao soon encountered another pair of masters and disciples. On the side of the official road, they were a white-haired old Taoist priest and a young Taoist priest.
The two of them were dressed luxuriously and looked like they should be Taoist priests from a certain Taoist temple.
Chen Chao earned a look from the young Taoist priest because he glanced over there. Chen Chao didn't care and was unwilling to compete with a young man. On the contrary, when the old Taoist priest noticed Chen Chao, he also had a look of displeasure on his face. Yue, with a straight face.
Chen Chao was now confused, who did he provoke?
What the old Taoist said next made Chen Chao even more speechless.
At that time, the old Taoist priest said to his disciples, why is the world like this now? Young people are willing to dress like that shameless martial artist.
Shameless?
Why am I so shameless?
Chen Chao spat and waited until the master and apprentice were far away before he cursed: "My apprentice is more promising than your apprentice, you old man!"
Chen Chao's behavior is very similar to that of a casual cultivator with a low level and a weak background. When something happens, he has no choice but to smile with him, but behind his back, he just murmurs and feels dissatisfied.
But all this is because although Chen Chao said he was not afraid of killing, he never killed indiscriminately.
Otherwise, there would definitely be two more corpses here.
However, Chen Chao was ridiculed for no apparent reason. Although Chen Chao was not angry, he was not unconcerned at all.
After that, he walked all the way. Half a day later, he saw a short mountain with a spring on the mountainside. Chen Chao lay in front of the spring, holding a handful of spring water to wash his face.
After washing his face, he felt refreshed and stood up. For some reason, a young man appeared behind him. The young man turned around when he saw Chen Chao in front of him, glanced at the saber on his waist, and asked a little stiffly: " Could you please give in?"
Chen Chao noticed the water bag in his hand, and turned to look at the foot of the mountain. There were many people over there. He looked away, and Chen Chao stepped aside without speaking.
The young man seemed to be very satisfied with Chen Chao's knowledge, so he didn't say anything more and quickly squatted down to fill the water bag.
It's just that the original spring water in the spring was washed by Chen Chao. The young man waved his hand and emptied the spring, and then waited for the spring water to slowly soak out.
Chen Chao turned around and took a look and found that this young man had an auspicious cloud embroidered on his clothes, but the color was green.
He realized that the young man from before seemed to have similar patterns on his clothes.
It should be from the same case.
Chen Chao didn't intend to meddle in other people's business and began to walk down the mountain slowly.
He vaguely heard some noises coming from the front. It was two people talking, but they were too far apart and Chen Chao couldn't hear them clearly.
I could only vaguely hear the words Chen Wannian.
Chen Chao frowned, feeling that he had heard this name somewhere, so he stopped and spread his consciousness, wanting to hear more.
But the words there quickly disappeared.
Chen Chao raised his eyes and found two more people on the mountain path, looking at him coldly.
Chen Chao subconsciously smiled apologetically. After all, he was eavesdropping.
But the two of them spoke quickly and harshly, "What are you doing?"
Chen Chao did not answer this question.
Because he suddenly remembered hearing Chen Wannian's name somewhere.
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PS: Today’s chapter is 5,000 words long.
