Chapter Twenty-Seven: A Warm Dinner

Xiaoxiaosheng took a turn in Chang'an City, and only then did he find the New Year's Banquet boy in the martial arts ring, and he couldn't help but complain in his heart: Anyway, you are a New Year's Banquet boy, with the legendary tongue of God, and it is not good to stay in the kitchen, but you ran to the martial arts ring. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoIsn't this the legendary guy who doesn't want to be a general, isn't it a good guy?

Xiaoxiaosheng walked to the side of the New Year's banquet boy, and said with a smile: "Prodigy, I have a kind of food here, I want to give it to Your Majesty to taste, see if you can help recommend it." ā€

The New Year's banquet boy's eyes lit up, and he said in his heart: Oh? I didn't see that this stranger had some means of knowing people, and he could see that I was a prodigy. But...... I acted on His Majesty's orders, but I had to be careful. Although the boy of the New Year's banquet is not very old, he is only a naughty boy who is less than ten years old, but he is very old and spicy, otherwise, Li Shimin will not rest assured that he will hand over the preparation of the New Year's banquet to him.

The New Year's Banquet boy smiled obliquely, and said disdainfully: "Yiren, although what you said is true, I am acting on orders and will never go through the back door for you." If you really have any food, you might as well let me taste it first. Hmph, I'm not afraid to tell you that not all food can get into my eyes. ā€

Xiaoxiaosheng smiled confidently, he really didn't believe it, even the food made by the Bodhi Ancestor couldn't enter the eyes of the other party.

He took a glowing dumpling from the food box and handed it over.

"The prodigy might as well taste it, this thing is made by my master, so I don't know if it can enter your mouth."

The boy twitched his nose and kept sniffing. It tastes so fragrant, but this stranger can really get some legendary food. No, how can the smell of this food have a familiar smell to me, isn't it...... The boy at the New Year's banquet looked at it, and it was indeed a dumpling. The boy at the New Year's banquet immediately snatched the dumpling and put it in his mouth, a dumpling as big as a baby's fist, and immediately filled his small mouth to the brim.

While chewing the food, the boy of the New Year's banquet said vaguely: "Yiren, don't try, you have passed, but this dumpling has to be sacrificed a few pieces." ā€

He knew that this dumpling was made by a legendary being, and even before, he was only fortunate enough to be rewarded by His Majesty, so he tasted this legendary food. The most important thing is that this dumpling is not only delicious, but also has all kinds of wonderful uses, and he can eat one to be of infinite use. Therefore, he hurriedly put away the greed in his heart, how dare he open his mouth and ask for all these dumplings. If that existence knew about his actions, maybe he would have to lose his life, and at that time, even His Majesty the Tang King would not be able to protect him.

Xiaoxiao was surprised, he didn't expect the dumplings made by the master to be so delicious, even this New Year's banquet boy with the tongue of God was so impatient with this dumpling.

Xiaoxiaosheng clenched his fists at the moment and said with a smile: "Thank you boy, please pass these dumplings to Your Majesty." ā€

The boy of the New Year's banquet suppressed the appetite in his heart, forced himself not to look at the dumplings anymore, and hurriedly put them into his food box. Only then did he take out an invitation with the word "happy" from his pocket and handed it over.

"You have put this post away, if you lose it, even I can't do anything. At the gate of the palace tonight, at the entrance of the palace, enter the New Year's banquet hall with this sticker, and it will not wait for the expiration date. ā€

Xiaoxiaosheng carefully put away the invitation, and thanked again: "Thank you so much, boy, don't worry, I will definitely go on time tonight." We'll leave it at that, and we'll see you later. ā€

The boy of the New Year's banquet looked at the figure of Xiaoxiaosheng leaving, and his heart moved: No, I must tell Your Majesty about this. This stranger can be valued by that, there must be something extraordinary, these years, the person who has lived in the mountains for a long time, ignoring the world, but now let his apprentice come to the New Year's banquet. I'm afraid that there will be some unknown changes in this.

Xiaoxiaosheng held the food box in his hand, remembering the attitude of the New Year's banquet boy towards these dumplings, and he was even more convinced that the dumplings made by Bodhi Ancestor must be very extraordinary. He had to thank the NPCs who paid for it, so he paid attention to it at the moment, and went to meet all the NPCs he met during the ring running with the food box, and prepared to divide some of these dumplings for them to eat.

He expected that the NPCs also valued these dumplings very much, but they were surprised by the way they smiled. It's no wonder, after all, in their hearts, most of these aliens are villains who only care about themselves, regardless of the selfishness of others, how can they share the treasures they have in their hands.

Therefore, Xiaoxiaosheng's move was even more valued by them, so each NPC who received the dumplings gave Xiaoxiaosheng a bigger red envelope again.

After Xiaoxiaosheng received the red envelope, he smiled from ear to ear, haha, these NPCs are so polite, these dumplings were originally made with the ingredients they sent, and they deserve to have a share. But I didn't expect that I just did my part, but I got these unexpected joys.

However, it also made him more convinced that these NPCs have their own thoughts and ideas, so he plans to treat them with care in the future. He treats each NPC as if it were a real player.

Moreover, he is alone, and the players in this world, for him, what is the difference between them and NPCs. Besides, those players are not as cute as these NPCs. At the very least, these NPCs understand Entu and treat people sincerely. The players, on the other hand, are intriguing and competing with each other at every turn. If you don't pay attention to it, you will greet each other's whole family cordially. In his opinion, these players really lack education, and they are far inferior to those NPCs.

Xiaoxiaosheng divided the dumplings in the food box, he counted them, and there were not many dumplings left, so he contacted a few friends in the game and invited them to come to Chang'an Restaurant to talk about it.

After those friends heard the sound and rushed over, they came to the private room on the second floor of the Chang'an Restaurant. Xiaoxiaosheng thought of this, he was not angry, damn, who would have expected that a small private room would cost 100,000 yuan, if it weren't for his extraordinary income, he would really not be able to pretend to be forced this time, but he was slapped in the face.

Hey, no wonder people say that forcibly pretending to be forced is the most deadly. It seems that in the future, this kind of behavior of slapping a swollen face and becoming fat will be better to do less.

I am your seventh uncle and grandfather, who is an anxious person, and as soon as he took his seat, he asked: "Anchor, what did you tell us to do, did you think of something interesting again, so you called us here." ā€

Meow Xiaomi, Rulai, and Buddha are very quiet, sipping tea from time to time, and whispering about games or interesting things in reality. Just from the glances they glanced at from time to time, it can be seen that their hearts at this time are not as calm as they appear, and they obviously care about the reason why Xiaoxiaosheng summoned them.

The calmest is the sad Zen master, don't look at his youngest, but he seems to be the most calm, as if in his eyes there is only the bottle of the hotel owner's long-cherished old daughter red.

Although this bottle of aged daughter red is not as good as the glowing ingredients, it is the only food on this table that can make him taste the taste. Therefore, the sad Zen master, with an elegant demeanor, raised a glass and drank lightly, so that people could not connect his image at the moment with the previous one. In front of the food, he is like a different person, a handsome son, heroic and cool, free and easy.

Xiaoxiao filled a glass of wine for himself unhurriedly, glanced at the sad Zen master, and complained in his heart: I didn't expect you to have a little eyesight. However, no matter how much you disguise yourself, you can't hide the essence of your foodie. Don't look at the sad Zen master at this time, he seems to be a handsome son, and his demeanor is elegant, but the speed of the toast is slightly fast, no, it didn't take a while, this old daughter who was worth a thousand gold, Hong, was drunk by the sad Zen master.

Xiaoxiao was funny: Drink, drink, see if you are full for a while, how can you still have the stomach to eat dumplings. Hmph, one less foodie is better, just so I can eat a few more dumplings so as not to spoil these glowing delicacies.

Xiaoxiao took a sip of tea, put down the cup, and then slowly spoke: "I called everyone here this time because I got some glowing delicacies from my master-dumplings, and I want you to share them with me." However, there are not many dumplings, let's focus on tasting, and please bear with me. ā€

Hearing this, even the calmest and most mournful Zen master could not stop the excitement in his heart at the moment. God can see mercy, he came to the dream, just to taste the taste of food, for this he did not hesitate to make poisonous buns, even if he would die if he ate it, he still wanted to taste it.

"Boss, you can't lie to us, do you?" The sad Zen master suppressed the excitement in his heart, sat up straight and asked.

Xiaoxiao glanced at the other party angrily: "Believe it or not, if you don't believe it, then it's just right, leave your share to me, I just want to eat a little more, to taste the legendary food." ā€

The sad Zen master suddenly became anxious, and hurriedly said with a smile: "Boss, don't, I'm not just curious." ā€

Xiaoxiaosheng ignored the other party, just took out the dumplings and began to distribute them, although he said that he would not give the sad Zen master dumplings to eat, but when it was time to distribute the food, he gave his own part to the other party, leaving only one for himself to taste.

He knew that this child had been different from ordinary people since he was a child, he was born with a loss of taste, and he looked so strange in the eyes of others, just like an alternative existence. And in order to get close to the crowd, he had to work hard to change himself, constantly making various attempts, wanting to taste the taste of food, even if he would lose his life for it, he still insisted on it without hesitation.

Xiaoxiaosheng is not surprised by this, a child born with defects, coupled with being abandoned by his parents, the sadness in his heart is infinite, otherwise, he would not name himself Remnant Dream, nor will he be called a sad Zen master in the game.

Xiaoxiaosheng touched the head of the sad Zen master, and said mildly: "Eat it while it's hot, the dumplings will not taste good if they are cool." ā€

The sad Zen master originally thought that Xiaoxiaosheng would not give him dumplings because he was angry. Unexpectedly, Xiaoxiaosheng not only did not do this, but also gave his share to himself. Suddenly, an inexplicable emotion came to his heart, and at that moment he had the idea of dying for his confidant.

The sad Zen master blinked hard, held back tears and said, "Thank you, boss." ā€

The sad Zen master lowered his head and buried his face in the bowl, not knowing whether it was because the dumplings were glowing food, or because of Xiaoxiaosheng's warm behavior, he always felt that the dumplings tasted very fragrant, better than anything he had ever eaten. Although, the food he once eaten, it never tasted.

Drops of hot tears ran down the corners of his eyes across his cheeks, fell from his chin, and dripped on the beautiful and delicious dumplings, and he swallowed the dumplings with tears in his eyes. His eyes were like a dam bursting, and the tears were like rolling waves, surging out, and he couldn't stop.

Meow Xiaomi is a girl in the end, her mind is delicate, she found out that the sad Zen master was wrong at the first time, she asked with some hesitation: "Anchor, is this child okay?" ā€

"Shh Xiaoxiaosheng raised her index finger and put it to her mouth and gestured lightly, signaling her not to ask again.

It's useless to talk about this kind of private affairs about others, not to mention the New Year, everyone's happiness is the most important thing.

Xiaoxiaosheng's eyes were full of tenderness, and his eyes looked at the sad Zen master softly: Child, eat well. Please savor the taste of the food to make up for the debt that God owes you.

Thinking of this, his eyes were misty, revealing a few thoughts: Perhaps, I came to this world, not only to regain the name of the first arms dealer in the dream, maybe I should look elsewhere, hoping that my arrival can bring a little different color to this world. I hope I can make this indifferent world have a little warmth, so that those unhappy but still laughing children can feel that this world is not so hopeless.