This roadside teahouse is set under a few large trees, and the cool breeze is pleasant. Xiao Er was greeting the guests warmly, and there were many people sitting in the pergola. After Ling Chuxi and the others came down, Xiao Er hurriedly greeted them. Ask them if they drink herbal tea or sour plum soup, and ask if they want to serve some more cooked meat.

"And food?" Ling Chuxi was stunned for a moment, "Aren't you a teahouse?" ”

"Hey, hey, do some incidentally." Xiao Er smiled, "Do you want to order our signature dish here, our boss's craftsmanship is good." ”

"Let's have some signature dishes. Start with a bowl of sour plum soup. Ling Chuxi, a big foodie, as soon as he heard Xiao Er say this, he turned his head to see that the guests around him had more or less ordered, and looking at the appearance of those dishes, they were very good, so he nodded happily.

Xiao Er quickly served Ling Chuxi a bowl of sour plum soup. Ling Chuxi squinted his eyes and took a sip, and he was full of praise.

"Xiao Er, why is this sour plum soup so cold? It tastes good. Ling Chuxi exclaimed.

"That is, it is made with the water of the mountain stream in the back mountain, which is cool and quenches thirst." Xiao Er said a little proudly, "We go to carry the water early every morning." ”

"That's right." Ling Chuxi was looking forward to it. The sour plum soup is brewed so well, then the other dishes must not be bad, and the craftsmanship of this proprietress looks really good.

When the envoy heard Ling Chuxi's admiration, he also asked for a bowl of sour plum soup. The others also asked for herbal tea or sour plum soup.

The dishes ordered by Ling Chuxi were also sent quickly, not exquisite, but they were all authentic mountain village specialties, full of flavor, and only smelling the fragrance made people appetizing. This hostess's cooking skills are really good.

Ling Chuxi picked up the chopsticks and ate them unceremoniously. As soon as she took the dish, she narrowed her eyes in satisfaction. The speed of the chopsticks made the envoys at the table widen their eyes. Ling Yichen and Baili Han are both martial arts practitioners, and their speed is not weak. The envoy was miserable, holding chopsticks, just aiming at a dish, but before he could reach it, the dish was gone. After a while, he didn't catch any food. After the last moment, he silently cried in his heart, and went to eat at other tables with his rice bowl. The people at the other tables looked at him sympathetically and called out deeply: "My lord, you have suffered. Then he put a piece of meat in his bowl. The minister was almost moved to tears. Then the envoy secretly swore in his heart that he would never eat at the same table with Ling Chuxi and a few of them in the future.

Finally finished eating, but now that the scorching sun was over, Ling Chuxi didn't want to move. After that, it was decided to make the ministers and their party take the first step and go to the town in front of them to stay, and Ling Chuxi and they would arrive later. Baili Han and the envoys took the lead together.

Ling Chuxi lazily lay on the table, asking Xiao Er to serve another bowl of sour plum soup, ready to rest and set off again.

At this time, a burst of elegant silk and bamboo sound came with the breeze, euphemistic and beautiful like a fairy sound, with the picturesque pine forest around the strange peaks, but also gave people a dreamlike sense of mystery.

Ling Chuxi looked up suspiciously, looking in the direction where the music came from.

Not far away, a soft sedan car is slowly coming. The soft sedan car is gilded with silver and covered with spotless white silk curtains on all sides, which is extremely exquisite and luxurious.

In this kind of poor and remote place, it is really surprising to see such a delicate and luxurious soft sedan chair, and what is even more surprising is that the sedan chair is carried by four young men with delicate eyebrows, with handsome faces and fair complexion, even many women will be envious when they see it.