The capital of the country, which is an international metropolis, is full of countless high-rise buildings, the streets of the city are straight and spacious, but the roads are always congested with traffic and crowds, and it is full of energy at any time of the year, and it is a super city that all dreamers in the country and the world dream of. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, the lights are on, the capital at night does not have the tense rhythm of the day, only the lights are bright and green, bars and restaurants are overcrowded, urban men and women are wantonly enjoying the wonderful nightlife, a glass of red wine after the stomach will run the day to the back of the head, and the passion in the heart is gradually released..........

In short, this is the world of young people, in their eyes, it is full of gold, everyone has the opportunity to change their lives, and struggle, enjoyment, and never give up is the tone of the city.

Similarly, this modern city also has a traditional side, a thousand years of history has given it a profound connotation, even if the modern atmosphere is irresistible like the tide, but it still can't completely cover the charm left by the long history, and the hutongs can not be counted; A century-old shop; There is also the shouting of walking the streets and alleys, even in modern society, these ancient rhymes that no one cares about are still tenaciously alive.

Ghost Shouting Hutong is located in the old city outside the third ring road, even some old people who have lived in the capital for more than ten years are afraid that few people know this alley, the alley is not deep, less than 100 meters or so, the narrow alley can barely accommodate three people to pass side by side, there is an old yard in the depths of the alley, the yard is not big, but it is not small, there is a quaint old house inside, it seems that the house is at least more than 100 years old, the original green bricks and green tiles have faded color, and moss and vine grass have grown on the roof and outer wall. Although it looks a little old, in this modern city, this touch of ancient charm will still make the eyes of those who see it shine, as if it has returned to a hundred years ago.

There is a table in this old house, all kinds of dishes and wines on the table, and a group of people sit around, led by an old man about sixty years old, this person is dressed in Tang costume, thin and tall, with big hands and feet, and his hair is already a little gray, but the white and black have faintly formed a figure of a yin and yang fish, and I don't know whether it is grown or deliberately made.

The old man's left hand side is the ghost riding the wind, he is still the same old look, dressed in black and wearing a big sunglasses to cover half of his face, and he doesn't say a word just holding various dishes to his mouth, and the people around him In addition to Song Wen, Liu Hongyang, Qian Hao, and Phoenix, there are three people, one is a young man about thirty years old, this person is tall and strong, his arms are thicker than the calves of the ghost riding the wind, and he speaks even more like a bell in the urn, and his big mouth is open and he pulls the food into his mouth, for fear that he will not be full.

The other man was about the same age as him, but he looked very quiet, and the old man Song Wen and others talked and laughed freely, revealing a trace of nobility in and out of the words, the last person was a woman, about thirty years old, slender and well-proportioned but full of strength, with a little snatching aura between her eyebrows, she and Phoenix sat together, and the two talked in a low voice from time to time, obviously very close.

At this time, everyone was drunk, and the old man was in good spirits and talked about the past and the present, and everyone laughed and echoed from time to time.

"Senior brother, don't just eat, look at it, the good famous capital banquet on this table has been eaten by you and Huanzi...... Well, I said Xiao Huan, you can't open your mouth a little smaller for me, it's just a cow chewing peonies......... I still eat when I say this, you leave me some of the thirteen hairpins in Jinling. ”

The old man picked up the chopsticks and pointed at the tall man's hand, and the tall man didn't raise his head to meet a pair of chopsticks, one bounced the chopsticks that the other party attacked, and the other was tied to a pink flower-like dish, and then quickly put it into the mouth and chewed it, and generally chewed and said: "Delicious, delicious, even a cow can taste the delicacy of this Jinling Ma Lanhua, delicious, delicious .........." ”

"Haha, Gao Huan, you can still eat the taste of Maran grass, it seems that you have been eating for a long time, yes, yes, at least in the future, the fire boss will not ask you to eat peonies."

The noble young man clapped his hands and shouted.

"Then tell the cow to eat marangrass."

The other woman chimed in.

"Hmph, monkey, you and Yue Lan don't tease me, I already know Ma Lancao, and that one, that's anchovy, that one is catfish, that one is a wolfberry, this plate of Jinling thirteen hairpins is the thirteen kinds of precious ingredients in ancient Nanjing with different cooking methods, and the ancients have clouds: a Jinling thirteen hairpins are not as good as thirteen flowers in the bush to laugh, don't think it's a fool, I'm smart."

"Haha, yes, yes, you're smart, I'm not as smart as you, and I'm not as good as you."

The crowd burst into laughter.

"Okay, let's eat it quickly, otherwise Lao Gao will be gone."

The old man also used chopsticks quickly, for fear that he would not be able to eat.

"I said, junior brother, don't just eat, where have you been running for more than a year? What ghosts have you encountered? Let's take a look. ”

The old man said to the ghost riding the wind.

"I've been to a lot of places, and I've seen a lot of ghosts, but I haven't tasted this big banquet for too long, and besides, I don't have any money, and you haven't paid me for your labor fees last time."

"Pounce .........."

This sentence almost didn't spit out the food that the old man ate in his mouth, and the others peeked at the old man and just ate and laughed.

"Labor fees? Isn't what we eat is your labor fee, you sneaked away last time, shouldn't you invite us to a meal......... ”

"Flutter .........."

At this moment, everyone spit out the food in their mouths, and then they all laughed, and this answer was really wonderful.

"Haha, ride the wind, money is something outside the body, only after eating and drinking is it real, we received this meal."

The noble man said.

"Well, the monkey is right, bring me that plate of duck intestines, don't rob me."

After the ghost Chengfeng finished speaking, he stood up and was about to take a plate of dishes in front of him.

"Don't, this Huidu spicy duck intestine was specially ordered by me, whoever robs me is in a hurry."

The noble young man hurriedly put this plate in front of him.

"You ordered? Okay, I like to eat that plate of thousand-year-old lion heads, bring it. ”

The ghost rode the wind and went away to the dish in front of the woman.

"Brother, I'm just like this, you still rob me, it's not like words, it's not like words."

"Don't give...... Okay, Phoenix, bring me your three treasures of Miaojiang, and I'll taste them. ”

"Brother ghost, it's just the hometown dish I ordered, so you can't bear to eat it."

The phoenix watched pitifully as the ghost rode the wind.

"Okay, then .........."

Ghost Chengfeng looked at it twice, everyone protected the dishes around him and looked at him, only Qian Hao pushed a dish in front of him to Ghost Chengfeng: "Brother Ghost, you eat mine, I'm not hungry." ”

"That's pickles, okay? They were swept away with all the good dishes, and I still had a fart. ”

"Hahaha.........."

The crowd burst into laughter again.

At this time, an old man came out of the back room, dressed as a white chef, and he couldn't help but laugh when he saw everyone like this.