There are many places to visit in the magic capital at night, but Li Zimu doesn't have this mind, first, because of the urgency of time, and second, because he has seen too many scenery over the years, and now he is a little tired of the big city, and prefers the countryside.

Shuttling alone in the crowd, a person and a cat looked a little out of place in the night, and the people around did not notice this strange combination, Li Zimu was also happy to be at ease, slowly holding the pudding and shuttling through the street, aiming at the old street.

Although it is said to be an old street, but the style looks more modern, the real old street demon should be long gone, right? Li Zimu thought to himself, but he can still see some of the previous appearance, at least the buildings on this street have not changed compared to a hundred years ago, although it has been renovated now.

There were a lot of people, most of them were foreign backpackers like him, so Li Zimu was inconspicuous here, slowly walking forward in the crowd, admiring his surroundings.

Most of them are shops, and this place has been designed by the government as a tourist attraction, so the daily traffic is considerable, and it is really a waste if you don't use it to do some business, so Li Zimu can understand why all you see are shops.

Li Zimu looked at the very quaint restaurant in front of him, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, what a century-old store, he used to live here as a big landlord, where did he have the heart to open a store, but it was just a way for the store to attract customers.

But obviously the idea is very good, at least more prosperous than the business of the surrounding companies, Li Zimu did not choose to walk in, but continued to walk forward, the night is still long, he is not in a hurry at all.

I don't know how long I have been shopping, Li Zimu shook his head, although the buildings on this street have not changed, but they are no longer things, and the wine shops, restaurants, and other things in the past are gone, replaced by more luxurious high-end restaurants.

I saw a shop that sold crab shell yellow, in Li Zimu's memory, it used to sell crab shell yellow, and before I saw the bakery, I smelled the fragrance first, and the puff pastry in the entrance was down. This poem is very suitable to describe the crab shell yellow, and when he saw this, Li Zimu couldn't help but be greedy, and he wondered if it was as delicious as what he had eaten before?

It's a pity that things in the world are always unsatisfactory, today's crab shell yellow can no longer eat the taste of a hundred years ago, and I don't know if it is the reason for the rise in prices, the stuffing is also a little worse, and the skin is a lot thicker.

Shook his head and continued to walk forward, here is almost the distance of the entire street, and there are a lot fewer people below, but Li Zimu still didn't stop, still walking forward slowly, the aroma of wine still needs to be deep in the alley, I don't know if the store opened by Lao Li Tou is still there?

......Li Zimu looked at this scene, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, this means that it doesn't matter in the magic capital, the conversation just now was an old man who asked the boss to make a mess for him, but the boss said no, the two of them used pure magic city dialect, of course Li Zimu could understand it, it seems that he didn't find the wrong place.

The decoration of the store is not luxurious, compared with the shops in front of it, it is simply simple, and the general open-air food stalls are similar, Li Zimu walked over and found an empty table to sit down, the table is made of wood Eight Immortals table, it looks like it has been some years, the kind of wormhole can be seen on the face, but it is very clean, the stool is also a long wooden bench, Li Zimu looked around, it is the one he remembers.

"Boss, give me a chicken" business is not very good, probably because of the location and decoration, so there is no one, Li Zimu sat down and the boss came over after a while, he said to the boss in front of him in the magic capital, the boss's appearance is seven points similar to the old Li Tou that Li Zimu knew before, according to the year, it should be his great-grandson, right? This boss looks like he is in his thirties.

"Atia, Atia!" The boss was stunned for a moment, obviously because Li Zimu ordered a dish name that was not on the menu, but he was very familiar with this called Hua Chicken, because it was his father's specialty, so he turned his head and called his father inside.

Li Zimu listened quietly to their discussion, meaning that he didn't expect that there were still people who remembered that their family would make this dish, you must know that since his son took over this shop ten years ago, he has never made a chicken again, the reason is very simple, because everyone dislikes the traditional chicken is very unhygienic.

The old man looked at Li Zimu who was sitting on the table teasing the cat, and he didn't know why he always felt that this person seemed to have been seen a long time ago, and secretly said strange in his heart, turned around and went to the backyard to prepare to call the chicken, he didn't do it for so many years and didn't know if the craft had regressed, since there were still people who remembered, then of course he was going to do it, and as soon as others came, he called the chicken, obviously knowing that their family would do it, and with this, he had no reason not to do it.

In the past, Li Zimu often came to this shop to eat, every time he came, he must order the chicken, because this is the old Li Tou's specialty, the taste is called a fragrant, and I don't know what mud is used, how does it taste like the chicken, all in this soil, the chicken wrapped in soil is hollowed out of the internal organs, stuffed with condiments, wrapped in lotus leaves, and taken into the soil bag to roast, every time I eat Li Zimu, I am full of praise.

About an hour later, the old man walked out of the backyard with a dustpan, Li Zimu looked at the dried mud ball in his hand and smiled, yes, this is the most original called Hua Chicken.

"I haven't made it for many years, and I don't know what it tastes like," the old man put the dustpan on the table and smiled at Li Zimu and said, I don't know why, the young man in front of him always gave him a very familiar feeling.

"Smell the fragrance" Li Zimu looked at the old man and said, this should be the grandson of the old Li Tou, right? He still remembered the little kid with a birthmark on his face, and the old man in front of him also had a birthmark on his face, but he didn't expect that decades would pass in a blink of an eye.

"Well, the taste is similar to that made by Lao Li Tou, and I finally ate it again...... Li Zimu peeled off the dry mud on his noodles and tore off one leg and took a bite of it, and exclaimed, the taste was not much different from what Lao Li Tou made back then, and it was still so delicious.

The old man who had just turned around and was about to leave was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at Li Zimu who was feasting, the shock in his eyes was self-evident, Old Li Tou, when his grandfather was alive, didn't others call him that?