Chapter Twenty-Three: Monday, Ask for Votes, Rush to the Rankings!
Solemnly apologize,It's been crazy in the past two days.,Fewer updates.,Three more starts tomorrow.,Lasts for three days.,Finally, at the end,Sci-fi asks for a collection and recommendation votes.,This week,Sci-fi wants to rush to the classification double list.,Kneel down and beg for the support of your brothers and sisters.。
After the update, I went to bed, and I got up tomorrow morning, as long as I was on the double list, the sci-fi 10,000-word update.
Champion Building!
According to legend, there were two guests who went to Beijing to catch the exam on that day, and went to this restaurant to have a drink by the window.
When the wine was hot, the running hall sent a plate of "rock sugar soft-shelled turtle". The two of them looked at the green and yellow on the plate, the oil sauce was tightly wrapped in the fish pieces, the entrance was glutinous, fragrant, sweet, sour, and salty, and they couldn't help but praise it.
Ask Paotang: What kind of dish is this? When he ran to the hall and saw that they were dressed as scholars and rushed to take the exam, he improvised and secretly sent Ji Ji and said: "This is 'dominant'!" The two people were not happy to hear it.
Coincidentally, one of them really won the title of the gold list and won the champion.
Re-ascend this building, raise the pen and write the words "champion building", let the store make a signboard.
Since then, the building is famous for its dishes, the dishes add color to the building, the business is more prosperous, and the patrons are mostly the gentlemen.
Of course, this is a nice way to fool those who don't understand the world.
Walking into the champion building, climbing to the top and sitting, Yang Qifeng sighed again and again.
This champion building is built so luxuriously that the objects placed in the attic are all boxwood.
The king of birds is called the phoenix, and the king of the wood is boxwood.
The boxwood grows very slowly, it is said that it grows an inch for thousands of years, and most importantly, the boxwood does not grow in the soil at all, but is rooted in the mist-shrouded rock wall of the thousand-meter-high mountain.
Yang Qifeng sat on a chair made of boxwood, and he couldn't help but sigh that when it came to luxury, the Yang family in his dream was too far apart.
In the end, it belongs to the nouveau riche, and the background is insufficient, and the furniture built at home is only mahogany, although precious, but far less than the furniture made of boxwood.
The boxwood is tough, the grain is delicate, the hardness is moderate, and it can be compared to ivory carving after being finely carved and polished.
Especially the boxwood furniture in front of you, the color is very dark, which means that the furniture has been old, can be used as an antiquity sale, the value is higher, after all, the boxwood is with the age, the color is from light to dark, simple and beautiful, unique.
There is a faint fragrance in the nose, which is unique to boxwood.
In particular, this boxwood has another great effect, which is to repel mosquitoes.
The ancient houses were not built strictly at all, strictly speaking, in the hot summer, there will be more mosquitoes, but this mosquito only caused trouble to the poor, and the rich and noble are mostly prepared with some wood such as boxwood, which has the effect of repelling mosquitoes, or others, and placed them in the house.
On the top of the five-story attic, Yang Qifeng climbed high and looked at it, admiring the night of the capital.
This was the first time he had looked down on the capital in an ancient environment.
The night is vast, and the moonlight shines down from the sky, and the night is intertwined with each other, constantly intertwined.
In fact, after Yang Qifeng climbed the attic, the first thought in his heart was that this attic has five floors, Fan Bufan is taboo, ancient times are not like modern times, there are basically no taboos, and they can't wait to build dozens of floors.
In ancient times, wearing and sitting in a sedan chair, no matter what you do, different statuses have different rules.
However, this idea was ruled out by Yang Qifeng, in the movie world, anything is possible.
The sixth son's work efficiency was very fast, and he didn't let Yang Qifeng wait long, he had already returned.
Yang Qifeng stared at the night sky and listened to the sound of footsteps in his ears.
For a long time, he gave up listening,
If you want to judge whether the sixth son invited Cui Luoshang according to the sound of footsteps, this is simply an impossible thing.
This one is called; Chase for your life.
The best thing is this leg kung fu, if you want to say that his martial arts are definitely not the first in the world, but just in terms of light skills on this leg, he must be one of the top three in the world.
Walking softly and silently, such a realm has obviously been reached by him a long time ago.
Turning his body, Yang Qifeng stared at the stairs and looked at the man who followed Liuzi up.
He was not young, his face was covered with weather, his face was vicissitudes, his clothes were disheveled, his legs were tied with tattered leggings, and his shoes were already damaged in many places.
Standing in front of him and leading the way, although his face remained unchanged, there was disgust in his eyes.
Such a character, in the eyes of the running hall, is no different from a beggar.
"It's time to serve," chased the life but there was no restraint, it was very free, walked a few steps, came to the table, tore open a chair, sat down directly, leaned on the chair with his back, one leg was already cocked, looked up at Yang Qifeng, and spoke.
"Serve," Yang Qifeng looked at the indifferent Runtang, he took out a gold ingot from his arms, and threw it on Runtang and said.
"Serve," said Runtang, who took the gold, and shouted loudly in a long note with a long note in his mouth.
"Almond bergamot, crispy apple, milky white grape hanging oven pheasant roasted roasted roe deer meat"
One after another, the famous dishes are constantly placed on the wooden table.
Chasing his life, he didn't have any politeness with Yang Qifeng, he picked up his chopsticks and began to eat them directly.
The appearance of eating is extremely ugly, and the delicacies are like a big pot of rice in his mouth.
With such a posture, the six sons who watched it were dissatisfied, but they wanted to scold, but they were stopped by Yang Qifeng.
Congenital, this chaser, worthy of the identity of the other party's future four famous catches, is a congenital.
is different from Ji Yaohua's kind of person who has just entered the innate for the first time, and he has been chasing his life for a long time, and the realm has long been stabilized, with this world-beating light skill.
He is much more difficult to provoke than that Ji Yaohua, and he is the object that Yang Qifeng is most unwilling to face.
No matter how strong the strength is, if it can't hit people, it's useless.
"How can there be no wine if there is food, the monkey brewing of the champion building, I have heard about it a long time ago, hurry up and come to the altar?" Chasing the life put down the chopsticks in his hand and shouted at the running hall.
"Master, our monkey brew is a pot," Ran Tang said.
"A pot of monkey stuffing," Yang Qifeng looked at the hesitant and motionless Runtang to speak.
snatched the monkey brew from the running hall, chased it directly to his mouth, and drank it in a big gulp.
With a slight flush on his face, he put the flask on the table, sighed in his mouth, and said; "Monkey brewing is really worthy of its reputation, good wine,"
"Thank you for your hospitality, now that I'm full, it's time for me to leave,"