Chapter 43: Bone Wine
After a cup of tea, I sat on the edge of the table in the bustling restaurant with a folding fan, puffing out my face.
There are a lot of dishes on the table in front of me, including fried lotus seeds with pork liver, osmanthus lotus seed soup,
Lotus seed pigeon soup, lotus seed porridge, lotus seed stewed pear......
Brother Immortal, he didn't eat things from the mortal world, sat on the side and put a lotus seed into my bowl, and said gently, "Come, lotus seed." ”
I let out of my nostrils, holding the fan and not moving my chopsticks, "Your Highness, you are so boring." ”
His Royal Highness smiled good-naturedly, pretending to be a wolf with a big tail and said, "My food is boring?
"Zuo is just two fishergirls, and the joke is just for fun, what kind of productivity can the orange in the orange be angry?" I still snorted angrily, "The young lady of the family kindly gave us a lotus canopy, maybe if you say a few more words, you can find out something in the end, but you ran away in a torrential rain..."
He pouted and whispered, "Come to the mortal world for a walk, so happy..."
Xuan Cheng pretended not to hear, put a lotus seed in his mouth, frowned slightly when he chewed, and looked disgusted, as if he was not eating food, but medicine.
Because he had just been rewarded with a few taels of silver by Xuan Cheng, Xiao Er was very enthusiastic when he passed by our table, "Distinguished guest, what's the matter?
Xuan Cheng put down his chopsticks and responded indifferently, "It's not bad." ”
The little second got the compliment, and came to the end, "Our chef in Xianhe Tower, he learned the skills from the old imperial chef in the palace back then, it doesn't matter if it's Huaijing cuisine or Kyoto cuisine, it's the most authentic within a radius of ten miles!"
He put the rag on his shoulder, rubbed his hands and said, "The two distinguished guests are coming to Huaijing for the first time, right?
I don't have a habit of drinking, and Xuancheng doesn't touch it.
The other party is so serious about selling, whether you want it or not, you should reply to it.
I picked up my chopsticks and stretched out to fry the lotus seeds, and said casually, "Bone wine?
People name the wine elsewhere, either the daughter is red or Hantan incense, not seeking auspiciousness but also elegance.
What did the owner of Xianhe Tower think, he actually gave his own pure brew such a gloomy name, and it was also a shame that they could sell it well.
Xiao Er grinned at me and said, "This little boy is mistaken, the word 'buried bones' is not arranged, but it is the origin of our wine." ”
My wrist was unsteady and my chopsticks flicked, and the lotus seeds I was holding fell on the table and jumped a few times, and I exclaimed, "Wine made from bones?"
Xiao Er said with a smile, "Xiao Gongzi said that he was joking again, didn't he?" The so-called origin of 'burying bones' refers to the fact that our wine is produced in the buried bone forest three miles west of Huaijing, how can bones be made and drunk? If Xiao Gongzi says so outside, our wine will not be sold. ”
Whoever lets you talk to yourself and has nothing to do likes to gasp!
Wait, though...... The bone-burying forest three miles west of Huaijing??
I exchanged glances with Xuan Cheng quickly.
Where we rode last night, where I had nightmares, is it about this direction, this distance?
His Highness took a step ahead of me and asked, "Is the Bone Grove a bamboo forest?"
"Oh?" said the little two, taking off the towel and wiping his hands, "It seems that the two of you have already passed by the forest on the way here." No, it's a bamboo forest. Did you pass by by day or by night?"
I laughed, "What difference does it make?"
"That's not the same! Don't you dare to go to that place at night!" Xiao Er Zhengse, glanced left and right again, mysteriously approached us, and said in a low voice, "They all say that the bamboo forest is very evil, there are ghosts!"