"Who am I?"
Cao Cao sheathed his sword and looked at Xiahou Hu. In the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, there was still a trace of Xiahou Miaocai's spirit, but his muscles and bones were thin and he didn't seem to be proficient in martial arts. He thought for a while and said: "I am Wu Zhi, just a guest visiting Tokyo. . It’s just that this sword is destined to me, and I happen to know its origin.”
He turned around and said, "Shi Xiu, come get the property worth ten thousand guan."
"No!" Xiahou Hu quickly waved his hand and said: "Since you told me your background, I won't accept a penny. A true man keeps his word. Do you think that the man of the Xiahou family is a man who is unjust for profit?"
When Cao Cao heard this, he stared at him for a moment, and suddenly smiled and said: "That's all, then I'm ashamed to receive this sword. From now on, you will be Wu's friend. When you have time someday, come to Yanggu County and tell me the name of Wu Zhi." , someone will lead you to me."
Xiahou Hugong cupped his hands and said seriously: "I will definitely visit you when I leave home for a study trip someday."
Cao Cao smiled and returned the courtesy, and the two parties said goodbye.
Cao Cao was in a good mood after leaving the Jian Qi Chongxiao Hall. Everyone heard that this sword was Cao Cao's sword and they were all happy for him. "Wu Mengde" got Zhen Mengde's sword. Isn't this a coincidence or something?
Wu Song even knew Cao Cao's origins. Seeing that he had obtained the sword from the past, he was very happy. He secretly pulled Cao Cao over and said, "Brother, since he is an old friend, why don't you take him under your command?"
Cao Cao sighed in a low voice: "The business we are going to do is not trivial. I think he is weak, so why should he take risks with me? Once we have the foundation, it will not be too late to see if he is willing to join."
The group of people walked happily for another journey, and when they arrived outside the Zhuque Gate, it became increasingly prosperous. Cao Cao pointed to an "Old Zhu's Store" and said: "The scale here is extraordinary, and it will be our next place."
When the waiter at the door heard this, he smiled so much that his eyebrows crumpled. He quickly came up to lead the horse and said flatteringly: "The distinguished guest has extraordinary eyesight at first sight. I dare not hide it from you. Among the seventy-two famous buildings in Bianjing, my house is also ranked among them." The name of this restaurant is famous for its sincerity in treating guests, and they only want to make guests feel at home. Although our home-brewed 'Yaoguang' is not as famous as Fanlou's 'Meishou' and 'Hezhi', the taste is not inferior to them."
Everyone was on the road for days, and when he said it, they all felt excited about drinking. Li Kui said: "This little second brother is so good at boasting. Why, since Yao Guang is so good, let's drink a jar first and have fun."
Cao Cao smiled and said to Wu Erlang: "I have gone out several times and drank good wine in several places. I hate your absence every time. Today we can drink good wine together. But we are busy with important things, and we will all get drunk if not good. So we can save one person per person. Let’s put it on a jar and taste it first.”
The waiter took the horse to the stable to feed. Everyone opened a few rooms, put down their luggage, and gathered in the hotel room. They ordered a table of delicacies and a jar of fine wine. After a short time, they were served one after another. As expected, each item was extraordinary - —
For example, the flower soup cake is made from white plum petals stored in winter and sandalwood, soaked in juice and used to knead the dough. The dough is then shaped into the shape of a flower, and cooked with clear chicken soup. The fragrance is fragrant;
Another example is Lianfang Fish Buns, which is made by dicing mandarin fish meat, seasoning it, stuffing it with mung bean flour and kneading lotus pods, and steaming it on lotus leaves;
Another example is the bamboo shoots stuffed with duck. We only choose the bamboo shoots produced in Hangzhou, soak them and chop them finely. Put them together with the washed local ducks in a small porcelain jar. Add various seasonings and seal them overnight, then steam them thoroughly in water. Once the jar is opened, , overflowing with wonderful fragrance;
Even for the simple steamed lamb dish, carefully select tender lamb slices with fat, place them in a coarse porcelain steaming bowl, add onion and ginger wine, a little salt and vinegar, seal the mouth of the bowl and steam slowly over low heat, and then take it out of the pot. , and then pour a cup of almond cheese cooked with almond pulp and sugar.
In short, none of the twenty or thirty dishes is without attention to detail.
Even a rough guy like Li Kui was amazed and shouted: "Mother, no wonder people often talk about beautiful scenery and delicious food. Today's food is really delicious. I wish I could tie up his cook and go back to cook it for my mother and Bao." Lotus to eat.”
Cao Cao smiled and said, "It's not necessarily difficult. When Zhu Fu's restaurant is built, we can teach him to come to Tokyo and hire a cook at a high price. You can take your mother and daughter-in-law with you, and you can eat as much as you want."
Everyone looked forward to what he said. He picked up his chopsticks and tasted it. It was indeed delicious. Each dish has its own beauty.
When everyone was full, Luan Tingyu put down his chopsticks and saw that Li Kui was still eating haese. The food was extremely sweet, so he teased him and said, "Tieniu, you are also an official now. You are bound to be with Lao Huang and Jiang Jing every day." We've made great progress, and the food and wine are good today, so how about you write a poem?"
Shi Xiu laughed loudly: "Brother Luan, there is no such bully as you. If you ask Tieniu to write a poem, it is equivalent to inviting Huang Wenbing to compete in martial arts. It is really bullying people face to face." Everyone laughed after hearing this.
But Li Kui said angrily: "Brother Shi Xiu, why do you look down on me so much? Although I have no talent, my mother-in-law can sing lyrics and music well. After listening to it for a long time, won't I develop literary talent in my belly?"
Everyone was surprised when they heard this, and Luan Tingyu shouted: "If you say that, and you really write a poem today, all your expenses in Bianjing will be paid for by Luan."
Li Kui said happily: "Don't deceive Tieniu! I was just about to buy some noodles for my mother-in-law."
Luan Tingyu said: "Brothers are all witnesses. The scholar who sells swords today still knows what he says. Isn't Luan a real man?"
After hearing this, Li Kui immediately went crazy. He stood up and put his feet on the stool. He loudly called the waiter to bring him a big bowl and paper and pen. He poured a full bowl of wine and said to the waiter: "Your bird shop is very lucky. Master Tieniu has written a poem for the first time, which will give you a good fortune. Be sure to write it down and stick it on the wall when you go back to ensure that your business will be prosperous."
The waiter was surprised and happy when he heard this, because literature is prosperous nowadays, and if a store gets a good poem by a great talent, it will definitely become famous all over the world within a period of time. Although Li Kui doesn't look like a cultured person, but he speaks so full of words, maybe he is also a wizard who is reclusive in the world.
Now he took the pen tremblingly and said carefully: "Master, please do it. I will write it down carefully."
Li Kui picked up the bowl of wine and drank it down in one gulp. He frowned and thought for a moment, then said: "It's strange, why can't you write a word for bird? It must be that his bird wine is not strong."
After that, he poured a large bowl of wine, held it up and drank it, wiped his mouth, swayed a few times, and said with a breath of wine: "Yes, yes, please listen carefully-"
"Well, my brother and I... are leaving for Tokyo. Yeah, my brother will treat me to a nice drink!"
"Okay! Express your feelings directly, what a good poem!" Shi Xiu and Mu Hong applauded vigorously, as cold as Fan Rui, they couldn't help but smile.
With a click, the waiter's pen fell to the ground. He raised his head and looked at Li Kui blankly.
Shi Qian's eyebrows jumped, he quickly picked up the pen and stuffed it into his pocket, and whispered: "Write quickly." As he spoke, he looked at Li Kui. Fortunately, Li Kui didn't pay attention, otherwise the waiter might have a hard time.
Li Kui was so proud and full of literary thoughts at this moment that he didn't pay attention to the little actions of Shi Qian and the waiter. He raised his face and said: "The fat sheep is steaming and fragrant... um, um um, um..."
While he was going back and forth like he was constipated, he suddenly saw Shi Xiu clapping his hands, and he was suddenly inspired. He slapped his thighs and said loudly: "Brother, brother, clap your hands! Waiter, have you written it down? Read it to me."
The waiter in the shop had a grimace on his face, thinking that I was also stupid after listening to the book. There was a fart wizard in the world, and he didn't dare to disobey, so he could only read: "My brother and I are leaving for Tokyo. My brother invited me to drink good wine. Steamed fat sheep." You have to smell the incense, and your brother and brother clap their hands."
The waiter knew a little bit about literature, and his reading was sonorous and enjoyable. Li Kui clapped his hands and laughed, saying repeatedly: "Go quickly, go quickly, go and stick it to the wall."
The waiter was in a dilemma when suddenly there was a loud bang and the door was kicked open. A pale and thin monkey boy, smelling of alcohol, stumbled into the room and yelled: "Who made this bird poem?"
Li Kui jumped up and shouted: "I did it, what do you think?"
Immediately outside the door, seven or eight helpful men rushed in and protected the thin monkey.
"Get out, get out! I want to have a discussion with someone in my office, why are you waiting in the way?"
The thin monkey got angry, pushed the helper away, stumbled forward, looked at Li Kui up and down, and raised his thumb: "Okay! What a poem! It's better than those sour poems that students can't understand. Poetry, I don’t know how much better it is. In the huge Bianliang City, when it comes to writing poetry, you are the second and second best! Second only to my own office!"
"You?" Li Kui was happy to hear the compliment first, but when he took a closer look, he saw that this man was covered in silk, with a frivolous face and a wretched temperament. He immediately became unhappy and shook his head: "What can you do? What’s a good poem?”
After hearing this, Shouhou laughed three times and pointed at the waiter: "My poem was originally hung on the wall of this store. I don't know how many people came to pay their respects. If you don't believe me, ask him."
The waiter smiled bitterly and said: "Yes, yes, it is indeed a crowded place." He thought to himself: It is because the boss is afraid of your power and did not stick the poem on the wall, so that our store fell out of the top ten and made a big joke.
When Li Kui saw the waiter testifying, he couldn't help but be surprised and confused, but the Yameni became more and more proud and shouted: "Xiaoer, quickly recite my poem to him. If he forgets, I will pull out your teeth first."
The waiter trembled, then said with a sad face and a smile: "Ya Nei's poems are extraordinary. I will never forget them once I read them."
Vomiting at the mouth, he closed his eyes and recited: "My little brother has a golden monkey. When it disappears, I feel sad. Where can the little monkey hide? Yeah! Hiding in my sister's skirt."
Luan Tingyu and others spit out wine at the same time. But Li Kui opened his eyes wide and said: "Your poem... I understand it. It's just that if a monkey doesn't hide in a tree, how can it hide in someone's skirt."
The Yanei said with a smile: "Well, if he doesn't hide in a woman's skirt, how can I find him in a woman's skirt?"
Li Kui thought for a moment and suddenly became furious: "Ah, you are obviously a thief!"
The Yanei rolled his eyes: "Fart! What do you know, a country bumpkin? This is an elegant thing. If you don't believe me, you can ask around Bianjing. Who doesn't know that I, Gao Yanei, am extremely talented and a charming young man?"
Cao Cao's face changed, and he suddenly stood up and said: "Oh, it turns out it's Gao Yanei who is in front of me. Brothers, take Tieniu down to rest. I want to talk with Gao Yanei."
Gao Yanei looked at him sideways and said disdainfully: "You are neither a beauty nor a poet. How can you talk to me?"
Cao Cao was not angry, smiled slightly, and said some truth.
There are different teachings: the jade liquid is full of jade and jade, and the steamed sheep is stuffy and the bamboo shoots are fragrant. Feng Chu's poem leads Wolong to arrive, and the sky is afraid that Lin Chong's debt has not been paid.
An update for the long-lost brother and leader of the Death God.
Thank you for your support and encouragement!
Dead today.
(End of chapter)
