After Qin Chuan came out of the clothes shop, he didn't have a clue for a while, thinking that now that it was time to eat, it was better to find a place to eat something. Let Chen Xiangyuan's matter be put aside for him, and then discuss it when Qin Chuan understands it. Qin Chuan found a place to store his things, and found a cyan dress from those clothes to change into, in the hot summer, he felt extremely refreshing. It's not that Qin Chuan doesn't like the color blue, it's just that he was wearing blue clothes when he came out of the clothes shop, and in order to avoid attracting the attention of others, he thought about it and changed his clothes.

Asked some peddlers and pawns on the side of the road, the time-honored brands recommended by the big guys are nothing more than so few, but what makes everyone most admired is a place called Zuixianlou, it is said that the fish here is cooked well, and the iron plate tofu is also quite delicious, many people who do business from other states will come here to eat a pot of fish after unloading, and then drunk on the road. For the wealthy city of Ningzhou, such enjoyment is already the norm.

Rushing towards the east of Ningzhou City, after a while, people arrived at the downstairs of the Drunken Immortal Building, which was about six stories high, and the hall at the bottom was already full of people. Along the way, Qin Chuan saw that there were people in the crowd constantly looking at something, and even some people in the dart game were trying to find something, Qin Chuan felt strange for a while, could it be that the bandits who were mixed into the martial arts rivers and lakes were mixed in? Therefore, all these secret sentinels of Ningzhou City were dispatched, after all, the lives of the state guards were much more valuable than those of others.

However, along the way, Qin Chuan was not hindered, and walked straight to the inside of the Drunken Immortal Building, and a smell of fish came to him. Qin Chuan swallowed, and kept looking at the place where he was sitting, at this time, there was a person sitting at the table next to him, looking at the gray hair, if he was at a table with them, he would probably not say anything, right? So Qin Chuan carried a pot of wine and walked towards the table: "Let me ask, there is a vacant place in this place, if it is only the two of you, then it is feasible for me to sit here?" The business here is really good, and in desperation, I can only make up a table." ”

The old man next to him had a kind face, and apart from the gray hair, he couldn't tell his age at all. At this time, he nodded, and did not refuse Qin Chuan at all: "Meeting is fate, the two of us are also passing by here today, since this is the case, let's get together at a table." In the midst of this person's comings and goings, sometimes I have met once, and I feel that I have met somewhere before, I saw you at first glance, but when I saw you at second sight, it seems that I have met you somewhere. Since that's the case, we might as well sit down and have a drink. ”

Seeing that the old man was so refreshing, Qin Chuan was not restrained, and called Xiao'er to bring three cups over, and poured out all the old wine in his hand: "Hey, don't lift me up." Where will I meet you from a poor family like me? Qin Chuan looked at the gray-haired old man in front of him, there seemed to be a mountain of books hidden on his body, this kind of smell of books and ink treasures, it would be impossible to appear without decades of accumulation. From this point of view, the old man in front of him should be a calligrapher, or a teacher who is full of wealth, and Qin Chuan used the aura of heaven and earth to test the two people in front of him, and he couldn't feel a trace of heaven and earth aura at all, it seems that these two are not martial arts cultivators anymore. In the literary circle of Longguo, there is a prevailing style of study tours, saying that it is necessary to travel through the mountains and rivers of Longguo in order to write eternal texts. So whenever people dry up their thoughts, they will always go to places of interest and historic sites to express their true feelings, looking at the two in front of them, it seems that they are also this kind of people. However, Qin Chuan didn't mind getting along with them, after all, he was very interested in Wuwen Lane, but Lao Dao didn't teach himself, all of them were self-taught, and he didn't know how many catties and taels he had.

Filling the wine glasses in front of the three of them, Qin Chuan found that there was no food, and his stomach was already hungry, so he waved his hand and called the guy at the door: "Come on, man, I'm ready to order." Qin Chuan drank half of the wine in the wine glass in front of him, and said with some unfinished words.

I saw that the young man from the Drunken Immortal Building in Ningzhou City ran over, and replied to Qin Chuan with a smile: "This is the first time for the master to come to our Drunken Immortal Building, right? There are pen, ink, paper and inkstones on your table, and there are some recipes on it, so you can order whatever you like to eat. Just write it and give it to me, and I'm sure you'll have a good time. ”

If it weren't for this guy's reminder, Qin Chuan really wouldn't have noticed that there was a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the table, and at the bottom was a cookbook. It seems that Ningzhou City is indeed different from Qingzhou City, even if it is a restaurant, the literary style is gradually flourishing, and even the ordering is the same literary crepe. However, if you come, you will be safe, and the rules of the restaurant are like this, so you can order your own food.

After thanking the young man in the restaurant, Qin Chuan asked the two old men in front of him: "When we met for the first time, I didn't know the names of the two." My name is Qin Chuan, a native of Qingzhou City, I came to Ningzhou City to visit relatives, and I don't know the identities of the two of them, if I rashly call you two elders, it seems that I don't understand the rules, why don't you tell me your name, and I can call it well. ”

The gray-haired old man from before said, "I have come from the capital and headed to the North Sea to see what the real ebb and flow are. My real name is He Shi, this is my housekeeper, I usually call him Xiaolou, but he talks very little, as long as he speaks in front of acquaintances, you don't care. Passing by Ningzhou City today, I asked the pedestrians on the road, saying that some of the fish in this drunken fairy building are very delicious, thinking about sleeping in the open for several months, how can I give up the opportunity to fight the tooth sacrifice now, so I came to the drunken fairy building with Xiaolou, but I was in a hurry, and I didn't know what was delicious. ”

After listening to the old man's words, Qin Chuan nodded: "Then I will call you Master He, that is Master Lou, although I am not a local, but on the way here, I still have some knowledge of Drunken Immortal Building." I heard that it has a history of hundreds of years, many literati and ink writers have eaten here, you look at the wall full of ink treasures, which one is not a famous celebrity, it seems that the taste here is really worthy of praise. However, it is most famous for its rice fish. At the time of spring ploughing every year, put some silver carp fry into the rice field, they eat the insects in the paddy field, they don't need to take care of it at all, wait until the early rice is ripe, they have already grown very fat, at this time the early rice is harvested, the rice fish in the field is salvaged, take advantage of this fresh taste, go to the back kitchen to scale and gill to remove the internal organs, and then cut into small pieces, stew with fresh tofu for two hours, and wait until the pot is sprinkled with some green onions, the snow-white soup base is paired with a touch of green, this is not just a food, but also an ink painting。 When we meet today, I'll invite you to get it, and I'll order food to make sure you're well fed and satisfied. ”

Qin Chuan spread out the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, dipped it in a little ink, and began to write, before he wrote the first word, He Shi's eyes began to glow, and the eyes that looked at Qin Chuan were different. Some words are not something that can be practiced in a day, nor can diligence make up for setbacks, some things are a kind of talent, born when there is, then there is in this life, if there is no time when you are born, no matter how hard you work the day after tomorrow, you can't get it. Qinchuan's characters are very old-fashioned, and the line is not a line, and it also vaguely has the meaning of cursive, but the Longguo does not respect cursive, because people who can understand the beauty of Qinchuan calligraphy are some old rivers and lakes. And ordinary people will only think that Qin Chuan's words have a bit of flavor, and they don't know what stands out in them. Just like the recipe that Qin Chuan is writing now, horizontal and vertical, there is nothing on it that can see the sword light and sword shadow, and see the sunrise and sunset, this talent is not at all what Qin Chuan can have at this age. But some things are like this, just thinking about meeting in Pingshui once, thinking that there will be some connections, what is in front of him Looking at the dishes ordered by Qin Chuan, the smile on the corner of his mouth is getting bigger and bigger.

Xiao Lou, who was drinking sullen wine next to him, glanced at Qin Chuan's words, and also admired them sincerely: "Good words!

I saw Qin Chuan quickly flipping through the recipe, and after a while, people ordered the dishes thoroughly. It says rice fish, fried peanuts, a plate of roasted pig's trotters, a plate of braised beef, a plate of pickled pepper chicken gizzards, plus mutton hot pot, and the side dishes sent by the store, this meal is not a problem. Looking at the two people in front of him who had no opinion, Qin Chuan shouted to the young man waiting at the door to hurry over, only to see this guy looking at the recipe ordered by Qin Chuan, and couldn't help but gasp, or other people felt that Qin Chuan's calligraphy dragon flying phoenix dance, there was nothing surprising, but the young man stayed in the drunken fairy building for five years, and knew that the real calligraphy everyone admired was Qin Chuan's font, but the store once said that this kind of font could not be written at the age of fifty, and many people were extremely poor all their lives, and they could not even write a word perfectly, and finally died of depression。 But the young man in front of him is only fourteen or fifteen years old, and it is really unbelievable that he can write such words.

The guy thought for a while, and then asked tentatively: "Dare to ask this little brother, did you write this word?" The guy looked at Qin Chuan and was still holding a rabbit quill, and he still wanted to make sure before he felt at ease. This kind of font, among the diners who are eating in the Drunken Immortal Building, this guy has only met twice, and Qin Chuan's characters are obviously better than others.

Qin Chuan nodded with some curiosity: "Yes, I wrote this word." If you don't know each other, I'll write it all over again. ”

The guy was ecstatic, but he calmed down in a blink of an eye, secretly hid the note written by Qin Chuan, and then re-transcribed it with his memory, although Qin Chuan didn't know what he was doing, but as long as the food could be delivered on time, Qin Chuan didn't mind picking up a pen and writing a few more words, for him, it was not a shame to exchange pen and ink for money.

The guy glanced around, and seeing that no one saw what he was doing, he saluted Qin Chuan and the other two: "Everyone, wait a minute, I'll let the kitchen hurry up now, and I'll give you some fashionable vegetables when the time comes." ”

After the guy left, He Wu touched his beard and said, "Who taught you this word, and there are some skills in it." If you are an ordinary person, I am afraid that it will take a jiazi to have this fire. I've been in the capital for too long, and I've forgotten that the territory of Longguo is vast, and there are many talented people, so it seems that I still have some people sitting in the well and watching the sky. ”

Qin Chuan filled the wine glass of something, and then said: "Isn't this just writing a word, what's so strange about this? I grew up in the Taoist temple, and there was an old Taoist who gave me scriptures and scriptures, and every time I made a mistake, he would punish me for copying the scriptures. There was no paper and pen in the Taoist temple, so I took a branch to practice calligraphy on the stone, and the old Taoist always said that my words were less or better, and I couldn't read them at all. Later, I practiced and practiced, and I couldn't grind ten catties of firewood branches, and the words I wrote were famous. But even so, Lao Tao doesn't say how well I write, just that I can live my own heart. As for your saying that my handwriting is beautiful, I will think it is a lifting. After all, I haven't sold Mobao either, if you like it, I'll write you a picture. ”

The old man in front of him seemed curious: "You said that you live with Lao Dao, it seems that this Lao Dao is also proficient in calligraphy." I have been obsessed with calligraphy since I was a child, and every time I trek through mountains and rivers, I am looking for calligraphy, you can easily tell me the location of the old way, I want to learn from him and discuss some of the mysteries of calligraphy. ”

Hearing the word sparring, Qin Chuan instinctively became cautious, the Taoist temple in Mataling had been split in half by the capital's watchmen, although the old man in front of him looked not dangerous, but Qin Chuan had to guard against it. And it's not that Qin Chuan is unwilling to tell the whereabouts of Lao Dao, it's that now he doesn't know where Lao Dao went, what is asking this, he is indeed a little embarrassed.

Qin Chuan shook his head apologetically: "It's not that I don't tell you, the old way has come and gone without a trace, and I have been separated from him for a while." If you want to discuss calligraphy with him, I don't know what year and month it will take, and if you have this leisure and elegance, it is better to go to another place, people, you can't hang yourself on a tree. Isn't it just killing time to wait for some things that you know you can't get? You have seen everything clearly, and you don't like things and don't feel sorry for yourself, but for us, there are some things that are really powerless, so don't force it. ”

Seeing Qin Chuan's euphemistic refusal, He Wu didn't care, as if he knew that Qin Chuan must have some excuses, but he still said very happily: "The night rain is a spring leek, and the yellow sorghum is in the new cooking room." There was once a poet who had an old friend who came to visit, although his house was surrounded by walls, but he was still very happy to cut leeks in the night rain to cook, and the freshly burned Huangliang rice was fragrant. For the literati, it doesn't matter what you eat, what matters is who you eat with, and being able to meet you here today is also a fate, and today we will not get drunk and not return. ”。

As soon as He Shi's words fell, the young man from Zuixianlou brought all the meals, a small iron pot stewed rice and fish, and a copper stove full of pear charcoal was set up at the bottom, which was really the same as what Qin Chuan said, the soup base was white and tender, and it was also dotted with some green onions.

Qin Chuan replied thoughtfully: "Life, sometimes it's this rice flower fish ......"