"Your girl's mouth is very sweet."

Hong Qigong laughed when he heard this, took out a few golden darts from his arms, handed them to Ling Muyun, and said, "I saw a few people fighting yesterday, and one of them was so arrogant that the dart he put was actually shining. The old man called Hua Shun to hold the dart, so he brought him over. This golden dart is broken copper and iron inside, and the dart supports the scene outside, but it is plated with real gold. Doll, if you take it to play, when you don't have money to make it, you can exchange it for seven or eight dollars of silver. ”

Ling Muyun saw that Hong Qigong was going to use the golden dart to offset the money for eating chicken, and shook his head with a smile and said: "Senior, I have already said just now, you invite us to drink, we invite you to eat chicken, it is fair and reasonable, what are you doing now?" ”

Hong Qigong looked slightly embarrassed when he heard this, scratched his head and said: "This is difficult, I always call Hua has never taken advantage of others, and I usually ask people for some leftovers and cold rice, but I have eaten such a good chicken as you two dolls, although my wine is good, but it is not too expensive, a few sips of wine are definitely not worth such a good chicken, I always call Hua can not be cheap for you two little dolls, otherwise it will not make people laugh and lose their big teeth?" ”

Ling Muyun shook his head with a smile and said: "In the vast sea of people, meeting is fate, since it is fate, what is it to invite seniors to eat a chicken?" Why should seniors bother with such trivial matters? ”

Huang Rong also said: "That's right, a mere chicken is nothing, I think my predecessor is also a food-loving person, and I happen to know a little cooking, and there are a few good side dishes, I want you to taste and evaluate, let's go to the front town together, okay?" ”

Hong Qigong laughed: "You two little dolls have said so, and if you want to excuse yourself, it seems that Lao Zhaohua is not free and easy, okay, since this is the case, Lao Zhaohua will be cheeky and rub you for another meal, but if you have any wishes, you might as well tell Lao Zhaohua to listen." ”

Huang Rong obviously wanted to find a chance to repay the favor of this meal when he heard the meaning of his words, and said with a smile: "Senior, let's not be busy talking about this, let's go to the town first, Brother Yun and I are still hungry, I think the seniors haven't eaten enough, let's eat first." ”

Hong Qigong actually heard Huang Rong say that he still had good food, he had already itched in his heart, but he was the most reluctant to owe everyone favors in his life, even if he had a meal and a water, he always had to repay it before he felt at ease, so he repeatedly proposed to have something in return, at this time, seeing Ling Muyun and Huang Rong say this, he no longer continued to insist, and it was not too late to talk about anything after eating, anyway, with his ability, he could always find a way to repay Ling Muyun and Huang Rong.

The three of them went to the town together, and Huang Rong asked, "Senior, haven't asked your surname yet?" What do you call it? We can't just keep calling you senior. ”

Hong Qigong said: "My surname is Hong, ranking seventh, you two dolls will call me Qigong." ”

Huang Rong listened to his registration number, and her heart moved, but she also confirmed the identity of Hong Qigong, and her eyes rolled for a while, and she didn't know what idea she had in her heart.

The three of them walked south, walked a few miles to a town called Jiangmiao Town, and found an inn to stay in.

Huang Rong said: "I'll go buy ingredients, and you two will rest for a while." After saying that, I went out of the inn to the market to buy ingredients.

Hong Qigong looked at Huang Rong's back and said to Ling Muyun with a smile: "She is your little daughter-in-law, right?" ”

Ling Muyun smiled smugly, neither admitting nor denying it, even if it was a tacit acquiescence. Hong Qigong glanced at Ling Muyun with a smile, stopped talking, leaned back in his chair and took a nap.

After more than half an hour, Huang Rong bought vegetables and came back and went into the kitchen to renovate. Ling Muyun wanted to help, but pushed her out with a smile.

After another half an hour, Hong Qigong yawned, sniffed twice, and suddenly jumped up and shouted, "It smells weird!" What's that dish? But it's a bit evil, and the situation is very wrong! He craned his neck and kept looking into the kitchen.

Ling Muyun couldn't help but secretly laugh when he saw that he couldn't wait and his heart was itching, this Hong Qigong was really not an ordinary glutton. He himself is greedy and likes food, but compared with Hong Qigong, he is willing to bow down, Hong Qigong is already hungry to a certain level!

The aroma erupted in the kitchen, but Huang Rong never showed up. Hong Qigong scratched his ears and touched his cheeks, sat down and stood up, stood up and sat down, it was not difficult, he noticed that Ling Muyun looked at him with a smile, and seemed to be a little embarrassed, and said to Ling Muyun: "I am this stinky problem of gluttony, when I think of eating, I forget everything." The ancients said, 'The index finger moves,' and that's not bad at all. As soon as I see or smell something strange, the index finger of my right hand will jump. Once, for the sake of gluttony, I made a mistake in a big event, and I was ruthless and cut off my fingers with a knife......" As he spoke, he stretched out his right palm, which only had four fingers left, to Ling Muyun to see,

Ling Muyun was slightly taken aback, although he knew that Hong Qigong was missing a finger, so he was called a nine-fingered beggar, but he really didn't know how this finger was missing. Listening to Hong Qigong's words this time, I had a more real understanding of Hong Qigong's addiction to eating.

When Hong Qigong said this, he sighed and said: "It's a pity that the finger is cut off, but the gluttonous surname can't be cut, this finger is cut for nothing!" ”

"Huh? The girl finally finished the meal. Hong Qigong's expression suddenly perked, and he hurriedly turned around and looked in the direction of the kitchen. At the same time, Ling Muyun also heard from the footsteps that Huang Rong was walking towards the hall.

Sure enough, I saw Huang Rong smiling and holding a wooden plate out and placing it on the table, with three bowls of white rice, three pairs of chopsticks, two wine glasses, and two large bowls of dishes on the plate. Ling Muyun only felt sweet and fragrant, indescribably comfortable, only to see that one bowl was a bowl of roasted beef strips, but the aroma was rich, and there was nothing special about it, and the other bowl was a turquoise clear soup with dozens of red cherries floating, and seven or eight pink petals floating, lined with tender bamboo shoots and dices underneath, red, white and green were shining, bright and dazzling, and the soup was full of the fragrance of lotus leaves.

Huang Rong poured wine in the wine glass, put it in front of Hong Qigong, and said with a smile: "Qigong, how about you taste my craftsmanship?" ”

Where did Hong Qigong wait for her to say the second sentence, and he didn't drink, grabbed the chopsticks and sandwiched two beef strips, and put them in his mouth, only to feel that his mouth was full of deliciousness, it was by no means ordinary beef, every time he chewed it, there was a different taste, or the cream was tender and smooth, or crispy and refreshing, all the flavors were varied, and the changes were endless, just like the endless moves of martial arts masters, and people were unpredictable. Hong Qigong was pleasantly surprised, and after a closer look, it turned out that each beef was made up of four small strips of meat. Hong Qigong closed his eyes to distinguish the taste, and said, "Well, one is a lamb sitting on the buttocks, one is a pig's ears, one is a calf kidney, and one is ...... And one more ......"

Huang Rong pursed her lips and smiled: "I can guess how powerful you ......"

Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished speaking, she heard Hong Qigong shouting: "It's roe leg meat and free meat kneaded together." ”

Huang Rong couldn't help but clap her hands and praise: "Good ability, good ability." ”

Ling Muyun couldn't help but secretly admire when he heard this, not only admiring Huang Rong's cooking skills, but also making so many tricks with a simple bowl of beef strips, and also admiring Hong Qigong's tongue spirit, five kinds of meat can be tasted in the mouth and chewed, this is definitely the level of gourmet everyone.

Hong Qigong shook his head and commented: "There are only five kinds of meat, but the mixed bite of pigs and sheep is the general taste, and the same chewing of roe deer and cattle is the general taste, there are a few changes, I can't calculate it." ”

Huang Rong smiled and said: "If the order change is not counted, then there are only twenty-five changes, which is the number of five or five plum blossoms, and because the meat strips are shaped like flutes, this dish has a name, called 'Jade Flute Who Listens to Plum'." The word 'who's home' also has the meaning of taking a test. Qigong, you have passed the exam, and you are the champion among the eaters. ”

Hong Qigong shouted: "Amazing! I don't know whether to praise the name of this dish, or praise my ability to distinguish taste, picked up a spoon and scooped two cherries, and said with a smile: "This bowl of lotus leaf bamboo shoots and cherry soup is so good-looking, I am a little reluctant to eat it." ”

As soon as he recognized the taste in his mouth, he screamed "ah" and said strangely: "Huh? I ate two more, and there was another "ahhh The clarity of the lotus leaves, the freshness of the bamboo shoots, and the sweetness of the cherries, needless to say, the cherry pits have been cut out, and something else has been embedded, but I can't taste what it is. I couldn't help but groan: "What is embedded in this cherry?" ”

Although it was a question, he didn't look at Huang Rong, obviously he didn't want to get an answer from the end, he closed his eyes and slowly identified the taste in his mouth, and muttered: "It's finch meat!" It's not a partridge, it's a turtledove, yes, it's a turtledove! Speaking of this, when he opened his eyes, he saw that Huang Rong was giving a thumbs up, obviously he guessed correctly, and couldn't help but be very proud, and said with a smile: "What is the strange name of this bowl of lotus leaf bamboo shoots and cherry turtledove soup?" ”

Huang Rong smiled and said, "Old man, you have one more thing to say." ”

Hong Qigong said "Huh", looked at the soup, and said, "Well, there are still some petals." Huang Rong said: "That's right, the name of this soup is from these five ingredients." ”

Hong Qi said fairly: "If you want me to play dumb riddles, it's not possible, good doll, you can say it quickly." ”

Huang Rong smiled slightly and explained: "People often use beautiful women like flowers and cherry mouths, so these petals and cherries represent beauty. The hollow heart in the bamboo can represent the gentleman, and the lotus flower is the gentleman in the flower. Therefore, this bamboo shoot and lotus leaf are talking about a gentleman. As for this turtledove, the first article in the "Book of Songs" is: 'Guan Guan Ju dove, in the river island, fair lady, gentleman is good. That's why the soup is called 'good soup.'" ”

Hong Qigong laughed and said: "There is such a strange soup, there must be such a strange name, very good, very good, you strange female doll, I don't know which strange Lao Tzu was born." This soup tastes really good. Even the cherry soup I ate in the Emperor's Imperial Kitchen more than ten years ago was far from the taste of your bowl. ”

Huang Rong said with a smile: "If the imperial kitchen has any good dishes, you can tell me about it, so that I can learn it too." ”

Hong Qigong couldn't stop eating beef strips, drinking fresh soup, and didn't even have time to drink wine, where did one mouth have half a minute to answer her question, until there was only one-tenth or twelve left in the two bowls, and then he said: "Of course, there are many good things in the imperial kitchen, but none of them can match these two flavors." Well, it's great to have a mandarin duck and five treasures, but I don't know how to do it. ”

ps: This chapter draws a lot of original work, it's not that Mingyue wants to be lazy, but I found that no matter how I write, I can't write the charm of Hong Qigong, so I have to overturn most of the chapters that have been written, to be honest, I admire Mr. Jin, I can even write flowers when I eat, and I don't know if I consulted Cai Dacai when I wrote it......