Thirty-five times, the recipe became popular but was restricted, and the market met a half-immortal
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"Ancestors are boarded...... Lao Tzu will never drink this ancient wine again!"
Hao Se climbed out of bed with his head in his hands, only to feel a splitting headache, his feet were floating, he staggered to the door, and pulled the door open, "Lao Tzu must be allergic to alcohol in this ancient world...... Huh?!"
Outside the door, the bright morning light poured in, and the scene in front of him immediately stunned Hao Se in place.
But when I saw that the courtyard was full of people standing in the courtyard, at a glance, there were at least twenty of them, all of them were excited and excited, and when they saw Hao Se going out, they immediately rushed up like chicken blood.
"This is Brother Hao Se!"
"Brother Hao, how much does your recipe sell?"
"Sell it to us!"
"Be sure to sell it to us Yuefeng Restaurant!"
"Get out, it's obvious that we came first when we returned to the forest!"
"Get out of the way, this world's No. 1 recipe must be sold to us at the No. 1 Restaurant and Lelou in Le'an County!"
After just a few words, these people actually quarreled with each other, and a few seemed to have a vendetta, so they rolled up their arms and sleeves on the spot, and they had a big battle of 200 rounds.
This noise, Hao Se's already extremely painful brain was even more buzzing and roaring, and the Venus in front of him sprayed wildly, and he immediately got up and burst into anger, shouting angrily:
"Shut up all the hell grandma!"
The crowd was silent.
But when he saw Hao Se's dead fish eyes shooting fiercely, he shouted angrily at the audience: "Who are you guys? I ran to Lao Tzu's house early in the morning to make a hammer?!"
Everyone looked at each other, all of them showing surprise.
"Hey, we're not in the wrong place, are we?"
"Definitely not, I have already inquired clearly, the birthday banquet of the Qin Mansion was made by the two guys from the Sang family tea stall!"
"Yes, yes, yes, yes!"
While everyone was talking, a man in the crowd who looked like a shopkeeper in his forties stepped forward and hugged Hao Se with a fist: "Dare to ask this little brother, was the birthday banquet in the Qin Mansion last night the handiwork of the little brother?"
"Qin Zhai?" Hao Se pinched his forehead, "yes, what's wrong?"
"That's right!" the crowd immediately became agitated again.
"Little brother, what we want is the recipe for last night's birthday banquet!"
"Huh?" Hauser was confused.
"Sell us Yuefeng Restaurant!"
"No, we were the first to come to Linju this morning!"
"Go and go, if you talk about qualifications, we and Lelou should be ranked first!"
The crowd disagreed again, and began to quarrel again.
Eh, the recipe for last night's birthday banquet in Qin's house?
Want to buy that recipe?!
Hao Se's chaotic mind faintly floated a premonition of bad luck.
"Hey, trouble, let's let go!"
Suddenly, there was a shout from the door, but when he saw Chen Dongsheng popping up from the door, he jumped up and looked, and immediately became anxious, shouting all the way to get in front of Hao Se, "Brother Hao, Brother Hao!"
"Xiao Dongzi!" Hao Se was suddenly overjoyed, and grabbed Chen Dongsheng, "You came just in time, hurry up and tell Lao Tzu, what is the situation?"
"Brother Hao, you're on fire!" Chen Dongsheng exclaimed excitedly, "Yesterday, Master Qin's birthday banquet dishes became popular overnight, and it is said that more than 100 guests were full of praise for your dishes, and they were shocked, and some people even wrote poems on the spot, saying what is 'the world's first exquisite fragrance, how many times can you taste it in the world'." No, it spread all over the streets and alleys of Le'an County overnight, and all the restaurants in Le'an County know that Brother Hao has an amazing recipe in your hand, which is unparalleled in the world, so they are all rushing to buy it!"
"I'll it!" Hao Se's eyes suddenly became round, the sequelae of the hangover disappeared by half, his eyes were gone, his head was no longer painful, his ears were no longer buzzing, and the whole person was immersed in the great joy of ", Lao Tzu, this is going to be sent and sent to be made".
"Brother Hao, how much are you going to sell for that recipe?" Chen Dongsheng asked in a low voice.
"This ......" Hao Se wiped a handful of sweat from excitement, "Xiao Dongzi, what do you think?"
"Fifty taels!" Chen Dongsheng took out a small cloth bag from his arms, handed it to Hao Se, and whispered, "Thinking of your friendship between me and Brother Hao in Xiao Dongzi, how about selling fifty taels to our Loctite Restaurant!"
"Fifty taels?!" Hao Se blurted out in shock.
Unexpectedly, this shout immediately stabbed the hornet's nest.
The few people gathered around immediately shouted in dissatisfaction.
"Hey, Chen Dongsheng, you can't rely on friendship to deceive Brother Hao!"
"That's it, how can you buy fifty taels for such a peerless recipe?!
"Oh, you're calling Hanako! We're going to give sixty taels!"
"Sixty-five taels!"
"Seventy taels!"
"Seventy-five taels!"
For a time, the bidding price rose one after another, which was comparable to the scene of a modern antique auction.
Mom, mom, mom, I'm really going to send it, send it, send it!
Hao Se's eyes lit up, and he trembled with excitement, seeing that the bidding over there was about to break through the one hundred or two mark, when suddenly, a cold voice suddenly rushed in from the door, interrupting everyone.
"Not for sale!"
But seeing the straight figure of the corpse Tianqing carrying a bucket appeared at the door, his yellow face was condensed, his bangs were cold, he put down the bucket, carried the flat pole and walked straight to Hao Se, stood still, looked at everyone, and said coldly: "Arthur's recipes are not for sale!"
"What?!"
The representatives of the restaurants in the courtyard immediately blew up their nests and became a mess.
"Why don't you sell it?"
"One hundred taels!
"One hundred and ten taels!"
In the chaos, the most excited was Hao Se, who tugged on the corpse Tianqing's sleeve and shouted: "Brother corpse, what nonsense are you talking about, more than a hundred taels of silver, why don't you sell it?!"
Corpse Tianqing turned his head to look at Hao Se: "Arthur, that recipe is your family heirloom, how can you sell it?"
"What?family heirloom?" Hao was a little confused, "When did the recipe become Lao Tzu's family heirloom?"
Corpse Tianqing didn't reply, just looked at Hao Se silently, a pair of eyes hidden under the bangs flickered frequently, like the cold moonlight reflected in the lake water in late autumn, and the frost was still flowing.
Hao Se only felt that his throat was tight, and he couldn't even say half a word.
Corpse Tianqing paused, retracted his gaze, turned to look at everyone, and clenched his fists in a deep voice: "We have no intention of selling recipes, please go back." β
"Don't!"
"This little brother, you think about it again!"
"Let's discuss the price or something!"
There was another round of noise in the courtyard.
The corpse Tianqing's eyebrows frowned, the cold light in his eyes flashed, and he suddenly struck out a palm, and the flat arm in his hand immediately clicked and broke into two.
There was a dead silence in the courtyard.
"That's all I have to say, don't be strong!"
The corpse was dumb and dumb, like silent snow pressing on branches, which made people's hearts cold and suffocating.
Everyone gasped in unison and fled with their fists clenched, as if there was a flood beast behind them.
Corpse Tianqing's eyes flickered, and he looked at Chen Dongsheng beside Hao Se.
Chen Dongsheng shrank his neck: "Brother Hao, Brother Corpse, I still have something to do in the restaurant, so I'll leave first." β
As he spoke, he also ran away.
As soon as everyone left, the entire courtyard fell silent.
Hao Se stood in place with stiff muscles, carefully observing the yellow-faced young man in front of him for a long time, before he asked in a low voice, "Brother corpse, are you in a bad mood today?"
"Nope. Corpse Tianqing received the broken flat pole in his hand under the eaves, turned around and walked to the door, lifted two buckets of water, walked to the backyard, and poured the bucket into the tank.
Hao Se followed behind the corpse Tianqing, with a flattering expression: "That corpse brother, that recipe, it's actually not my family heirloom, it doesn't hurt to sell it, more than a hundred taels of silver......"
The corpse Tianqing's body froze, and he put the bucket in his hand on the ground again, making a loud "bang".
Hao Se was immediately agitated, and stood aside.
Corpse Tianqing slowly turned his eyes and looked at Hao Se fixedly: "Arthur clearly said last night that the recipe is Arthur's hometown!"
"Home, hometown?" Hao Se only felt his scalp tingle, "What, what hometown?" hahaha, corpse, corpse brother, you probably heard it wrong. β
The corpse Tianqing's eyebrows moved, and his eyes were dim, like cold clouds covering the starry sky, oozing out the meaning of cool bones: "What Arthur said, Tianqing's words are heard in my ears and remembered in my heartββ"
Hao Se swallowed a mouthful of saliva, felt an inexplicable feeling of emptiness for no reason, and his eyes drifted to the side: "Hahaha, it was about last night, I, my sleep was confused, dream talk, dream talk, dream talk ......"
But those two eyes were like icebergs and cold streams, slowly flowing through Hao Se's whole body, and Hao Se was in a cold sweat, and he couldn't hold it anymore.
"Xiao Hao, little corpse, why are you still chatting here?!"
Suddenly, a voice came, Gu Sang's sister-in-law carried the teapot to the backyard, and when she saw the two of them, she was immediately furious, "The tea stalls are all busy, why don't you help?!"
"Yes, yes, the little one will go!" Hao Se immediately ran out of the smoke as if he had been granted amnesty.
"Xiao Hao, wait a minute. Gu Sang's sister-in-law grabbed Hao Se and handed Hao Se a piece of broken silver, "Wait for the tea stall to stop busy for a while, go to the market to buy some vegetables and meat." β
"Huh?" Hausel was stunned.
"Xiao Hao, you don't have a long memory!" Gu Sang's sister-in-law sighed, "Didn't you promise that after the birthday banquet of the Qin Mansion, you would invite all the neighbors to dinner to thank you?"
"Ah, yes, yes!" Hao Se slapped his head and pushed Gu Sang's silver with his backhand, "Boss Gu, you can't break the bank on this matter, this meal should be invited by the little brother and the corpse brother no matter what." β
Gu Sang's sister-in-law glanced at Hao Se and smiled happily: "That's right, Xiao Hao, you have made a lot of money this time, you should invite the old lady to eat." β
"That's right, the little one is now going straight to the well-off-" Speaking of this, Hao Se suddenly gasped, and his face changed, "Ancestor Banban, such a large sum of money, I should save it, it's too unsafe to put it in the house!"
After saying that, he rushed out.
"Eh, do you want the little corpse to go with you?" Gu Sang's sister-in-law shouted.
Hao Se paused, glanced back at Corpse Tianqing, and swallowed his saliva: "No, don't bother Brother Corpse, I'll stop by when I'm shopping for vegetables, what about Brother Corpse - let's stay here and help." β
Then he spun out of the backyard like a gust of wind.
Gu Sang's sister-in-law watched Hao Se disappear in the direction, raised her eyebrows, and turned her head to look at Corpse Tianqing: "Little corpse, are you - quarreling?"
Corpse Tianqing's body was as straight as a bamboo pole: "No." β
"Oh, it's good if you don't have it, it's good if you don't have it......" Gu Sang's sister-in-law blinked and turned to leave.
In the backyard, the corpse stood straight next to the water tank, silently looking at his reflection in the water tank, slowly closing his eyes, covering his gloomy eyes.
In the bustling market, people come and go, rubbing shoulders.
Hao Se walked in the crowd with his head bored, muttering to himself as he walked:
"Something is wrong, something is very wrong, the corpse brother is usually as good as he has no temper, why is he suddenly so angry today?" and ......" Hao Se stopped and counted with his fingers, "I mentioned last night several times...... Isn't itβlast night...... What did Lao Tzu do?"
Thinking of this, Hao Se's whole person immediately became uncomfortable, and he stood stiffly on the street, and began to speculate rigorously:
"Brother Corpse kept saying today that Lao Tzu told him last night that the recipe was a family heirloom......"
"But last night Lao Tzu was drunk with a glass of wine, and what he said specifically, Lao Tzu was completely unimpressed......
"And the corpse brother has heavy dark circles under his eyes today, his skin is rough, and his complexion is not good, obviously he didn't sleep well last night......"
"Family heirloom ...... Drunken...... Brother Corpse angry...... Sleepless nights...... If you reason according to these conditions......"
Hao Se's eyes suddenly widened: "Isn't it that Lao Tzu got drunk and lied to the corpse brother that the recipe was a family heirloom, and used it as a love token to take the opportunity...... You took the opportunity to tease the corpse brother, right?!"
In the crowd of people, Hao Se's body was stiff, his hands were on his cheeks, and his face was terrifying, and the whole person was like a shell that had been drained of his soul.
"Ancestors are very likely to be!" The more Hao Se thought about it, the more he felt that his reasoning was extremely correct, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was the truth, especially when he thought of the resentful little eyes that corpse Tianqing stared at him this morning, he suddenly felt a chill behind his back, and his scalp was numb.
"This little brother!"
Suddenly, an eerie voice blew from behind Hauser's neck.
"Ahhhh
"This little brother, the people of Benshan are polite. β
But I saw a person behind him at some point, dressed in a gray robe, wearing thick-soled cotton shoes, wheat-colored skin, small triangular eyes, two beards hanging from the catfish's mouth, holding a tattered cloth with the word "Xiang" written on it, squeezing his eyes and smiling at Hao Se - it was a fortune teller.
"Oh, I'll go, man, you're scared to death!" exclaimed Hao Se patting his chest.
The fortune teller smiled: "This little brother, the people of Benshan see that your Yin Tang is black, and your eyebrows are sad, there must be something difficult to solve, why don't you go and sit over there and let the people of Benshan calculate a hexagram for the little brother?"
As he spoke, he pointed behind him with a cloth fan.
Hao Se fixed his eyes, but saw that behind the fortune teller, there was a small fortune-telling stall, on which were placed copper coins, divination turtle shells, paper, ink, pen and inkstone, and at the end of the stall, a banner was erected, on which were written the words "Tianji Taoist".
On both sides of this fortune-telling stall, there are stalls where a group of literati sell calligraphy and paintings, paste ink treasures, inscribe fans, and write letters for others.
Hao Se rolled his eyebrows and turned to leave.
Could it be that last night's retribution came so soon? As soon as I went out, I ran into a person who cheated money.
"Little brother, little brother, let's do a fortune, don't ask for money!"
The fortune teller persistently chased after Hao Se and shouted.
Cut, if Lao Tzu believes in your feudal superstitions, Lao Tzu is a hammer!
Hauser quickened his pace.
"Little brother, there is a flash of spiritual light on your arm, it is definitely not a human thing, it will bring disaster to the little brother!"
Hauser's footsteps slammed into his feet.
Is it not a human thing on the arm?
I'm going to go, should it be - time machine receiver?
"Little brother, although this thing has the ability to fly to the sky, but it is a big murderous thing, little brother must not take it lightly!" The fortune teller's voice came from behind.
Flying?!
it!
Hauser stood in place, hesitating.
What to do?
Ignore him and go?
But in ancient times, there were many capable people, in case, in case they really met a master outside the world...... Isn't that how novels are played on TV?
Why don't you go and do a hexagram?
But if this person is really a liar......
To bet or not to bet?
Hao Se's fingers slowly moved up, and he touched the ring of time machine receiver on his arm, his eyes flickering.
Anyway, as long as you recognize one thing, as long as you let Lao Tzu pay for it, you will definitely be a liar, and Lao Tzu will turn around and leave!
Thinking of this, Hao Se made up his mind, turned his head to look at the fortune teller, took a breath, and smiled: "That's it, Lao Tzu is idle and idle, even if he has a good time." β
The fortune teller showed an unfathomable smile and hugged his fist to Hao Se: "Little brother, please." β
Hao Se paused, walked to the fortune-telling booth and sat down, his eyes staring at the fortune teller: "Okay, let's do it!"
"Little brother, what are you going to count?" the fortune teller asked with a smile, "Hexagrams, word measurements, faces, palmistry, orβ"
"Whatever, hurry up! Lao Tzu is still busy!" Hao Se said with three white eyes, pretending not to care.
"Wait, little brother. The fortune teller nodded, swept a few copper coins on the table into the turtle shell, closed his eyes and shook it, and while shaking, he still recited words in his mouth: "The sky is round, the avenue leads to the sky, the four seasons are yellow, the two instruments and four elephants, the gossip divination of all things, and the heavenly machine is sealed for nine days." β
Hao Se narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the turtle shell.
Suddenly, I saw the fortune teller stop in his hand, open the turtle shell, and spill the copper coin.
"What's the math?" asked Hauser.
But seeing that the fortune teller was fixed on the few copper coins, his brows frowned, and after a while, he raised his head and smiled apologetically at Hao Se: "Little brother, I'm sorry, let the people of Benshan count it again." β
"Huh?" Hausel was stunned.
Then I saw the fortune teller put on the copper coin again, and recalculated it in a cooan manner.
"What's the matter?" asked Hao Se, looking at the copper coins that had been sprinkled on the table for the second time.
The fortune teller looked at the copper coin, and sweat slowly oozed from his forehead: "Strange, really strange!"
"What's the weird way?" asked Hauser hurriedly.
The fortune teller took a long breath and looked up at Hao Se: "Little brother, where did you come from?"
"Me?" Hao Se was secretly startled, but on the surface he made a calm expression, "My family lives in the south of the city. β
"No, Benshan people are asking, where is your 'real' hometown, little brother?" the fortune teller asked in a condensed voice.
Hao Se breathed tightly: "What, what do you mean?"
The fortune teller sighed and looked deep: "Five states and four seas, nine days and eight wildernesses, looking at the world, there is no place in the world that is the hometown of the little brother, isn't it the little brother, you ......" The fortune teller pointed upwards and lowered his voice, "From the sky?"
As soon as these words came out, Hao Se was immediately shocked and almost fell off the stool.
This, this, this and this are too accurate!
"The thing that the little brother wears on his arm is dazzling and extraordinary, but it's just ......" The fortune teller turned pale and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "It looks like it's about to bring boundless disaster to the little brother!"
"What, what's the trouble?" asked Hause, swallowing his saliva.
The fortune teller shook his head: "It's not that the people of Benshan don't say it, but, but, the skills of the people of Benshan are still shallow, and they can't calculate it at all!"
"How do you figure it out?" asked Hauser urgently.
"Unless it's my master...... the fortune teller said half a sentence, and then shook his head, "but his old man went out on a long trip, and he didn't know when he would be able to return, but I was afraid that when the time came, when the time came, you would already be in a catastrophe!"
"So, what then?" asked Hao Se as he glared at the dead fish.
"This ......" the fortune teller frowned for a moment, took out a simple and unpretentious sachet from his arms, and said with a straight face, "This is a peace bag left by my master, which can help my little brother prevent a disaster, if the little brother does not give up, accept it first, and when my master comes back, I will ask his old man for the way to break the disaster." β
"Peace Tips?" Hao Se's eyes swept over the unsightly sachet, and he suddenly became vigilant.
This kind of setting must be bought with silver......
Something is wrong, this thing is a liar!
Thinking of this, Hao Se settled down and asked tentatively: "How much does this peace sachet cost?"
"Little brother, we are destined, this is a gift from the people of Benshan, and we don't charge half a penny. The fortune teller smiled kindly.
"Really?" Hausel was surprised.
Don't want money?
"The people of Benshan are cultivators, and they never speak. The fortune teller looked straight and handed the sachet to Hao Se.
Hao Se looked at the fortune teller for a long time, and saw that this person's smile had not changed at all, his eyes were steady and bright, his expression was sincere, and he couldn't help but believe it a little because he really didn't have a penny.
Maybe it's really a master!
Anyway, I don't want money, and I won't suffer if I ask for it!
"Thank you very muchβ" Hausel reached out and took the sachet.
"Can't pick it up!"
Unexpectedly, at this moment, a hand suddenly came out of the side and knocked the sachet out fiercely.
"Huh?" Hausel was startled and turned his head to look back.
But I saw a person standing beside him, no more than twenty years old, wearing an ivory-colored linen round-necked shirt, wearing a pale fluttering scarf, wearing black cloth shoes, and a verdant halberd knot hanging around his waist, looking at his face, his skin was as white as pink jade, his face was like the tip of a melon seed, his eyebrows were like daisy painting sideburns, his lips were like cherries and red, and his eyes were big and bright.
turned out to be a bookish scholar.
"This brother, this person is a liar! Brother Tai can't trust him!" the scholar shouted.
"What, liar?!" Haute was immediately shocked.