The guards had already prepared a carriage at the rockery pass, and they moved back and forth several times before they finished moving their things. Each of them had a smile that couldn't be concealed on their faces. Each person could get two thousand taels, which would be enough for them to work for decades. of.
Ten carriages slowly descended the mountain. On the carriages were not only the seized property, but also the bodies of the brothers who had died in battle.
"It's a pity that no one lives in such a nice place." Dolin said while looking at the scenery.
Liang Yong replied disapprovingly: "If you like it, brother, I will give this Hungry Wolf Peak to you when I go back. Do you think so?"
"Is that okay?" Daolin turned to look at Liang Yong.
"That's not simple!" Liang Yong said, patting his chest.
"Then I'd like to thank Brother Liang first." Daolin cupped his fists and thanked him.
After this bandit suppression, the two of them already called each other brothers.
Going down the mountain was much faster than going up the mountain, and we were back to the first line of sky in a short time.
Across the sky, the people were holding banners and looking forward to it. When they saw their return, everyone cheered, and Dao Wuji even shed tears of excitement.
The carriage team drove into the sky, and the common people's eyes turned red when they saw the brutality of the escort, and their previous evaluation of the escort also changed for the better.
"Son! Son, how are you?" Dao Wuji walked through the crowd and hugged Daolin into his arms.
"Dad...be a little calmer..." Daolin bared his teeth and broke away.
"Blame me, blame me, the blood on your body...are you injured?" Dao Wuji looked at his son distressedly and asked.
"This is all the blood of bandits. I just suffered some skin injuries and have been bandaged." Daolin comforted Dao Wuji with a smile.
"It's okay, it's okay! Everyone is going to the restaurant for dinner today to celebrate the heroes!" Dao Wuji shouted with a wave of his hand.
Suddenly, the people and the guards screamed happily.
In the back kitchen of the restaurant, Daolin was busy. The dishes had been washed and cut by him. He originally wanted to cook himself, but was stopped by Dao Wuji.
"You are the protagonist today. Everyone is waiting for you, but you are cooking here. If word gets out, where will dad's face go?" Dao Wuji grabbed Daolin's arm and pulled him out of the kitchen.
Dolin is worried! After what he had just done, he had broken through to the fifth level warrior, but he had not earned back the 120 experience points he had spent on Hungry Wolf Peak, and he was further away from the 1,000-point "Pao Ding Jie Niu Knife Technique".
He was reluctantly pulled to the lobby on the sixth floor by Dao Wuji. At this time, the lobby was already overcrowded, and the second and third floors were also full of people.
"Let us welcome our great hero Dolin with the warmest applause!" Seeing Dolin come in, someone shouted immediately, and at the same time, warm applause and cheers roared in.
"Dorian!"
"Dorian!"
"Dorian!"
Dolin waved his hand sheepishly, and then looked at his father.
Dao Wuji understood the idea and smiled and said to everyone: "On behalf of Daolin, I would like to thank everyone for their support. Everyone has a good meal and a good drink today and will not go home until he is drunk!"
The guys immediately started serving the food, and the guests cheered loudly. After a while, a group of people moved from cup to cup and started eating.
Dao Lin, Dao Wuji, father and son, and Liang Yong came to the private room on the second floor. After all, Liang Yong was the captain from the county, and he could not let people sit in the lobby because of emotion and reason.
"Daolin did a great job in suppressing the bandit this time, otherwise our entire army would have been wiped out." Liang Yong praised after drinking a glass of wine.
"Brother Liang is too modest. If you hadn't held back the large-scale bandits, how could I have reached the village so easily? So Brother Liang and the brothers in the escort team were the first to do the work. You think so, dad." Daolin. He said sincerely, then changed the subject and directed the conversation to his father.
"You call me dad, I call Captain Liang my brother, and Captain Liang calls you my brother. What kind of hierarchy is this?" Dao Wuji said, covering his forehead.
"Everyone talks about their own affairs. We talk about age. Brother Dao and I talk about friendship. They are different." Liang Yong said with a smile.
"That's right! I'd like to toast Brother Liang!" Daolin raised his glass in toast.
"Okay! Brother Dao, let's have a drink!" Liang Yong raised his glass, and then encouraged Dao Wuji to accompany him.
The three of them drank one cup after another with laughter, and the dishes on the table were gradually eaten away.
"Son, let Lao Du prepare some more dishes." Dao Wuji ordered with his tongue raised.
"Dad, you and Brother Liang drink first, and I'll go there myself." Daolin stood up and said, then looked at Liang Yong and asked, "What does Brother Liang want to eat?"
"Whole peanuts are enough, as long as they can be drunk." Liang Yong said with a red face after burping from wine.
"Okay, I'll come as soon as I go." With that, Dolin opened the private door and walked out.
Most of the guests in the lobby had left, and only a few were still fighting and drinking with the brothers in the escort team.
Dowling went straight to the kitchen, where he was going to make a delicious dish of plum vegetables and peanuts.
Help the cook to bring dry firewood to light a fire, pour cold oil into the pot, the oil temperature is 30% hot, pour the peeled peanuts into the pot and start stirring constantly.
When the skin of the peanuts is slightly yellow and the fragrance comes out, Dowling takes the peanuts out.
"Medium fire!" Dowling shouted, and the cook on the side who was responsible for pulling and sealing the box immediately started pulling hard.
When the oil is 50% hot, Dowling pours the prunes into the pot and stirs them with a frying spoon until the prunes become crispy and taken out.
Leave a little base oil in the pot, Daolin puts the prepared ginger slices into the pot, stir-fry a few times with a spoon, then add a little water, hoisin sauce, tomato sauce, oil, salt, chicken essence, sugar, and stir the seasoning Smooth until thickened.
"High fire!" Daolin poured the peanuts back into the pot and stir-fried until the peanuts were evenly coated with the sauce, then poured the fried pickles into it, added white sesame seeds, stir-fried a few times and then removed from the pot.
"The young master is getting better and better at cooking." The chefs watching on the sidelines were full of praise.
Dowling replied while loading the plate: "It's not as good as the chefs taught me."
"No, no, my boss taught me well, and my young master has talent." Lao Du took the lead in complimenting.
Dolin returned to the private room with peanuts.
"Why have you been gone so long?" Dao Wuji asked.
"Brother Liang wants to eat peanuts, doesn't he? How can ordinary fried peanuts be worthy of Brother Liang? So I made a delicious pickled peanut dish. Brother Liang, please try it." With that, Daolin put the plate on the table superior.
Liang Yong picked up a peanut and tasted it. It was crispy and delicious, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.
"That's great. It turns out that a tiger father has no dog son. Your father made good food, and now you make good food too." Liang Yong kept picking up peanuts and put them into his mouth.
"Brother Liang has eaten the food cooked by my father?" Dolin asked curiously.
"Of course. That Buddha Jumping Over the Wall that your dad made, I'm still drooling now thinking about it." Liang Yong seemed to be recalling the delicious food he had eaten, and his face showed satisfaction.
Dao Wuji looked at Daolin, patted his chest with pride and said, "Let me tell you, when it comes to cooking, your father has never been intimidated by anyone. When your great-grandfather came back from the imperial capital, I took care of him every day. The old man said that the food I cooked is delicious, what does this mean? It means that I have been recognized by the emperor’s royal chef!”
"Then why didn't you cook anymore?" Daolin asked with a puzzled look on his face, because even if Dao Wuji taught him how to cook before, it was all taught orally. Even if he did it himself, he would never let himself taste it. Discard the vegetables immediately after they are fried.
The smile on Dao Wuji's face disappeared. He picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip, his face full of loneliness.
