Under the cold pull, Qu Feng was taken into a restaurant in the town-Drunken Immortal Building. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThis is the first time he has walked into a restaurant to eat, and he is a little reserved.

The shopkeeper looked at these two people strangely, one was a stinky begging for food on the street, the other was a little monk who was a monk, one was polite and polite, and the other was angry. It's strange how these two very different people could be together?

"This master, are you here to turn into a fate and ........?" Xiao Er asked with a smile, and before he could finish asking, he was interrupted by Leng Bing: "What is the fate, I will invite the master to dinner today." ”

"Yo, Xiao Yao, do you have any money?" Xiao Er said sarcastically to Leng Bing.

"Money, uncle, I have it. I'm afraid you won't be able to cook the food we want to eat. Leng Bing said triumphantly.

"Huh! , the small tone is not small. Our Drunken Immortal House is the best in town, as long as you say it, we will do it. Xiao Er straightened his back and said.

"Then I'll call it." Leng Bing's eyes rolled, and then he said: "Here are two chickens called flowers, a plate of fried willow leaves, a plate of roasted branches, a plate of red mud, and a pot of white wine!" ”

When Xiao Er heard this, he was confused: "Xiao Yao, you don't order food indiscriminately, how can you eat this branch and red mud?" ”

"Brother Leng, don't mess around. The little monk only needs a bowl of somen noodles. Qu Feng said.

"Xiao Er, do you know how to cook these dishes?" Leng Bing raised his eyebrows and said.

The shopkeeper shook his head expressionlessly. "Hmph, your big spoon level is too poor, today I want you to see my uncle's ability." Leng Bing said.

"If you can make the willow leaves, branches, etc. you just mentioned, I will pick the brand of Zuixian Building today!" Xiao Er said unconvinced.

"You wait." Leng Bing said as he rushed into the kitchen of the "Drunken Immortal Building", and Qu Feng also followed. The shopkeeper hurriedly reported to the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper also hurried into the kitchen.

"You go outside and pick a handful of willow leaves, not too tender and not too old. You go outside and dig up some red mud, remember to make the red mud fresh. And you go and break some branches, and make them more tender. Leng Bing commanded the guys in the kitchen. The kitchen door was full of people, and everyone heard that someone could burn branches, willow leaves, and mud into food, and they all thought it was strange, and they all came to see the freshness.

After a while, a few men brought everything they wanted, washed their hands coldly, washed and cut the willow leaves and branches, and then drove everyone out of the kitchen and closed the door. After a while, he brought out three dishes, and I don't know what method he used, these three things, which were never in the eyes of the world, became the world's delicacy in cold hands. The branches are crisp and spicy, the willow leaves are fried with aroma, the red mud is baked, the taste of these dishes is delicious, everyone is fighting for me, and it will be over in a while.

The shopkeeper and the shopkeeper were dumbfounded. Seeing that Qu Feng hadn't eaten anything, Leng Bing returned to the kitchen, and after a while, he took out a bowl of green vegetable mushroom noodles and handed it to him, "Master, please use it." ”

Qu Feng picked up the chopsticks, adjusted a chopstick of noodles and put them in his mouth, the delicious taste spread from the tip of his tongue, he had never eaten such a delicious thing.