Today's New Year's Eve is probably the most deserted New Year's Eve in small restaurants. Because many people are busy outside and cannot come back. In addition, the plague is spreading faster than everyone expected, so this year the number of people celebrating the New Year here has been reduced by half. many.
Five days before New Year's Eve, Brother Zhang started preparing the menu for this year's New Year's Eve dinner as usual. He stood at the counter with his butt sticking out, scratching his head while thinking about what to cook this year.
This year is the Year of the Tiger, so the main dish should be related to tigers, but obviously you can’t eat real tigers, so Brother Zhang racked his brains and wrote a cold tiger dish to serve, and Thunder Dragon, who was working as a consultant next to him, pointed at the dish and shouted. He got up and said, "Rabbits don't even eat so vegetarian. This is the main course. I'm begging you. I've only been looking forward to this once a year."
Brother Zhang looked up at him, poked his forehead with the pen, took a deep breath and said, "Then tell me what to do."
"How about green pepper stuffed with tiger skin?" Thunder Dragon also thought for a long time: "The kind with meat stuffed inside."
Brother Zhang thought for a while and thought it was feasible, so he replaced the tiger vegetables with green peppers stuffed with tiger skin. Thunder Dragon nodded with satisfaction: "Well... the rest should be done according to the old rules of previous years?"
"There should be some changes." Brother Zhang said awkwardly: "There are a few dishes here that cannot be served. The roasted bamboo rat and water snake soup must not be available because the raw materials are banned."
"Then let's change it to roasted voles. I'll go to Guangxi in a few days to buy some voles. As for snakes, I'll ask someone to go to Thailand to buy some water snakes and it'll be over when I get back. Then I'll wrap them in lake oil and fry them. It's done." Thunder Dragon said with a smile: "The dragon is in trouble. If Xu Wei doesn't trick her little white dragon, we can kill it with one knife and we can eat it for a long time."
Xu Wei, who was sitting nearby and counting the consumption of ingredients, looked up at Thunder Dragon, then shook her head and continued to work with her head down, while Brother Zhang was silent for a while and then patted his forehead: "I'll make you that kind of northern meat." Dragon bar, it’s steamed with meat in the noodles.”
"It's okay, anyway, you're doing everything just like a little Chinese master."
Soon, the main dishes, auxiliary dishes and other regular dishes were all prepared, and finally everything was settled. At this time, Xu Wei raised her head and asked: "Where did the dragon meat come from in the past?"
"Let's talk about previous years." Thunder Dragon picked up his hand and drew a line on his thigh: "When the knife was lifted and dropped, it was three pounds and eight and a half pounds."
Xu Wei felt a chill, feeling that her master was sometimes so perverted that even perverts thought he was perverted.
But Brother Zhang is still normal. He said with a smile: "I have never used real dragons. Most of the time they are noodles. You saw it last year. There were plates of dragon rolls. That was the dragon of that year. "
"Oh...I remember, I ate several of them."
After ordering these dishes, the other regular dishes are much simpler. They are nothing more than fish, shrimp, crab and eggs, nothing outstanding. After all, Nian, who is celebrating the New Year, is currently discussing with a young red dragon in the backyard about becoming an adventurer. The so-called New Year is just for everyone to have a reunion, and this year I'm afraid there won't even be a reunion.
"We also need to prepare fifty kilograms of sugar and fifty kilograms of chocolate, about a hundred kilograms of various nuts, about a hundred kilograms of fried rice candies, fried fruit cakes, and two hundred red envelopes." Xu Wei raised her head and added: "Two hundred and seven letters, there is a new member in Chang'an Lane this year."
When she said she had a new member, she couldn't help but feel happy, as if she was saying she had a new member. Brother Zhang nodded repeatedly, and then wrote down all the necessary things.
"Many children bring blessings, many children bring blessings." Brother Zhang muttered while writing, just like what he did decades ago when Zhang was still alive.
After everything was confirmed, Brother Zhang made a phone call, and the contents of the order were quickly delivered one after another. The boss who delivered the goods to Brother Zhang was nearly sixty years old and came to the store carrying the box. The first thing he did when he arrived was to clasp his fists at Brother Zhang: "Holy Lord, it's another year."
"Let's live together and have joy together." Brother Zhang smiled and said, "Let's get rich in the New Year."
"Hahaha, don't expect to get rich. It depends on whether you can survive. I'm leaving, and I'm still rushing to the next family."
While counting the goods, Xu Wei suddenly screamed: "Brother! More than 7 pounds of large yellow croaker! Did he send the wrong one?"
Brother Zhang rushed over after hearing the news and saw a huge yellow croaker swimming in the oxygenated water. It was almost one meter in length and was fat and strong. According to the current market price, the value of this fish is about 50,000 yuan...
"I'll call and ask."
Brother Zhang called and asked the owner of that shop. The boss smiled and said that the fish was delivered correctly. He said that during the most difficult time this year, he relied on Brother Zhang's order to survive. Now he is relieved. In the past, it would be disrespectful to give a small gift.
"Thank you very much."
"It's our turn to thank you."
Brother Zhang put down the phone, pursed his lips and looked at Xu Wei with a smile. Xu Wei also squatted down to inspect the sky-high price of the large yellow croaker and said with a smile: "It seems that the previous hoarding was not all a waste of money."
"I'm not a big head, Zhang Yao and Xiao Ma order in the name of this place, so that's it." Brother Zhang thought as he thought that his magic warehouse was filled with all kinds of supplies and didn't know how to use them. It’s funny, the materials consumed in the twenty years of being lost are not even one thousandth of the materials hoarded. One can only imagine how many things these two gods have hoarded.
However, there is not much time for emotion. Brother Zhang is now about to write something on the red envelope. He clicks on his phone, picks up the brush and starts writing blessings on the red envelope. During the twenty years of being lost, he has done one more thing. Just practice calligraphy. Brother Zhang’s calligraphy is definitely the best now.
In Chang'an Alley, every child, whether human, demon, ghost or immortal, will receive a red envelope from the Holy Lord every year. The amount in it is not large, that is, five or ten yuan, but the meaning is huge. , in this small alley, the biggest conflict in recent years was because the children of one family tore up the red envelopes of the children of another family, and the two families were in a quarrel. It is conceivable how important this blessing from the Holy Lord is. Even every time someone in Chang'an Lane gets pregnant, the first thing they do is not go to the hospital for examination but excitedly run to the Holy Lord. The purpose of making an announcement is to ask for "good luck and good fortune" from the Holy Lord's mouth.
At least in Chang'an Alley, those who are not blessed by the Holy Lord will be looked down upon in their hearts. Therefore, no matter how the years change, as long as the Holy Lord is still there, Chang'an Alley will never leave, even if someone is halfway there. left, but many people still insist that they are from Chang'an Lane.
The five days before last year could really be said to have gone by in a hurry. Almost every day passed by in a hurry, and in a blink of an eye, it was the night of the New Year's Eve dinner.
However, compared to usual, this year is much quieter. Mouse is still torturing the Evil God over there. According to him, he found clues about the Evil God there that lead directly to East Asia, so he will continue to stay for a few months to investigate carefully. one time. Niuniu was locked up in Shanxi, so he could only call Brother Zhang to wish him a happy new year, and then promised to travel thousands of miles as soon as the lockdown was lifted. Huniu couldn't get through because she was auditing Xiao Ma. Because the amount of money passed by Xiao Ma was too huge and his identity was sensitive, she had to audit it personally. Little Snake is here. Although the school is closed due to the epidemic, she is not someone who has time to spare. Besides, she was almost vomiting blood due to being closed in the school recently, so she sneaked back in the dark of night.
Xiao Ma... Xiao Ma is being censored, and now he is almost under house arrest at Huniu's place. He eats well and sleeps well, but he can't run around. He gets up every day to watch TV and play on his mobile phone. He even agreed to accompany the Diren Little Queen to watch None of the film's promises were fulfilled.
The Mountain King is simple. He has gone home. His parents are still alive. He is the happiest among the twelve spirits. When he goes back to the countryside where Hu Jian comes from, he was originally a nouveau riche by day and an elite in Kochi by night. After returning home, he is also the same. Wearing a big cotton-padded jacket and sitting in the sun holding a bowl of sugar oranges, he looks no different from the fool at the entrance of the village.
Therefore, the twelve spirits in Chang'an Lane this year are only three: dragon, snake, and dog, plus a couple of Yingshitang who eat and drink.
"Happy New Year." Wu Genshui gave New Year greetings to Brother Zhang on the phone: "I can't go back, I can't go back this year, and I won't let you pass the checkpoint, so I won't cause trouble to everyone. If I can after the New Year Just relax, I'll go back as soon as possible."
Brother Zhang responded: "It's okay. You can come back anytime."
As soon as he hung up the phone, an unfamiliar number called. As soon as Brother Zhang picked up the phone, he heard a sweet female voice coming from inside: "Holy Master Wan'an..."
The caller was none other than Qing Lingzi. He was standing on the balcony as nervous as if he were about to go on a blind date. His sneaky appearance made it difficult to connect him with the identity of the thousand-year-old monster.
"If there is a chance, if the Holy Lord comes here, I will treat him well. I will definitely...I will be careful. Thank you Holy Lord for your care."
After hanging up the phone, Qing Lingzi took a deep breath, adjusted her posture, and turned back to the room. Although he has not appeared for a long time, he is not without achievements. Today Qing Lingzi is one of the top figures in the underground world, and he has even begun to think about controlling politics.
The place where they live has been changed from the ordinary small villa to a large courtyard of 3,500 square meters. There are also two demon dogs in the courtyard, which look very domineering and domineering.
"Hey, the old man's face is full of joy." Hei Guanyin wore an apron and carried the dishes to the table: "Did you fall in love with a boy online?"
Qing Lingzi's eyes widened: "Nonsense!"
Black Guanyin giggled and ran away, and Sai Dongfeng also walked out with the dishes at this moment. Just as he was about to speak, he saw four more red envelopes popping up on the table. Qing Lingzi stepped forward and took a look, and found that it was the Holy Lord. The red envelope has arrived.
Such a devil, the moment he saw the red envelope, his eyes turned red. He sat there and sighed, gently stroking the red envelope with his hand. He didn't say anything but seemed to say a lot.
"Four shares? Then the zombie can't have a share, right?"
Sai Dongfeng wanted to reach out to take it, but Qing Lingzi slapped his hand away: "My hands are full of stains!"
"You are clean, you are noble, and you are justified if you don't work."
Sai Dongfeng snorted coldly but still consciously went to clean his hands. After walking out, Qing Lingzi handed one to him: "This is yours."
"Hey." Sai Dongfeng happily took the red envelope and looked through it: "Ahem, it has my name! This is the first time I have received a red envelope from the Holy Lord this year. It looks like you did a good job, Holy Lord. The Lord is pleased.”
When Qing Lingzi heard this, his nostrils almost went up to the sky: "That's natural."
After saying that, he raised his hand and gave one to Hei Guanyin: "It's yours."
Hei Guanyin looked confused: "Me too? I'm not his. Besides, it's just Xiaoxiao..."
Her bragging habit was indeed at its best, but before she could say this, Qing Lingzi's eyes were already bulging, and she looked very scary, even a little scary.
"Ah...that's great." Hei Guanyin quickly rubbed oil on her soles: "I also have a red envelope..."
"Why are you angry with her? It's not like you don't know her outspoken nature. When you actually bring her to see the Holy Lord, she will be more well-behaved than anyone else." Sai Dongfeng smoothed things over: "It's a great Chinese New Year. Yes, she is still a child."
"You've almost stacked up her buffs." Qing Lingzi said angrily, and then casually threw the last red envelope onto the face of Xie Taotie who was watching TV on the sofa: "You bastard, why don't you get up? !”
Xue Taotie laughed and sat up from the sofa, played with the red envelope and said cheerfully: "I have one too..."
"Everything is there." Sai Dongfeng walked up with a smile on his face and slapped Xue Taotie on the head: "The Holy Master has not even forgotten you, a loser."
The number one general under Qing Lingzi back then has really become a complete waste now. All he does every day is lie on the sofa, eat, drink and watch TV. He doesn't move much all year round because his brain is not very good, so big things happen. The trivial matters now are basically Qing Lingzi and Hei Guanyin working in the field while Dongfeng takes care of the internal affairs, and this "powerful general" is not even on duty as often as the two zombies under Qing Lingzi.
At this time, Hei Guanyin picked up the disabled girl who had been brought back from Xiao Baga. During this period, she had gradually recovered under the care of Qing Lingzi, and her legs could barely stand and walk because she was a product of the laboratory. , so the life span cannot exceed twelve years at all, but who is Qing Lingzi? He is a generalist who can single-handedly destroy twelve spirits. He has both civil and military skills and has no other faults except cowardice. How can a small twelve-year deadline limit him?
"Wow!"
Black Guanyin suddenly screamed, and Qing Lingzi immediately turned around and yelled: "Don't be surprised."
"Old man, look!" Hei Guanyin pointed at the news on the TV: "What kind of monster is this? Isn't it too disgusting? Do they dare to touch it with their hands? Oh my god..."
Qing Lingzi turned to look at the TV and found that the news program said that a meat ball with a height of more than three meters was found in a cave in the mountains of Tainan. The current news content was to follow the reporter's camera to find out.
"You will be punished for your own misfortune." Qing Lingzi snorted coldly, then walked to the memorial tablet of the first generation Holy Lord and knelt down respectfully. After three sticks of incense, he stood up and said, "They will know what they have done in a while."
"Old man, tell me! I'm curious."
"Eat first, otherwise I'm afraid you won't be able to eat."
