Hong Qigong looked embarrassed when he saw that Zhao Kai didn't accept the money dart he handed over, scratched his head and said: "This is difficult, I always ask Hua to ask people for some leftovers and cold rice, but today I ate such a good chicken as your three dolls, and I have received such a great favor, and I can't repay it." This really makes it difficult for me to call Hanako all the time. ”

Zhao Kai waved his hand and said with a smile: "Where did the predecessors say, it is just a flower chicken, the so-called treasure knife with heroes, this delicacy is naturally proud to meet people who know how to appreciate it." ”

At this time, Huang Rong also spoke: "It's nothing to call it a chicken, I still have a few specialty dishes, but I want to ask you to taste the topic." Shall we go to the town in front together? ”

Hong Qigong is a person who loves to eat, and when he heard Huang Rong say this, Hong Qigong was overjoyed and exclaimed: "Wonderful! Wonderful! ”

Mu Nianci on the side asked at this time: "By the way, the seniors came and went in a hurry last time, and they didn't know the names of the seniors?" ”

After taking a sip of wine, Hong Qigong said: "My surname is Hong, ranked seventh, and you three dolls call me Qigong." ”

The four of them traveled south, came to a town called Jiangmiao Town, and threw themselves into the inn.

Huang Rong took Mu Nianci's hand and said, "Sister Mu and I will go to buy ingredients, and you and son will rest for a while." ”

Hong Qigong looked at the backs of Huang Rong and Mu Nianci leaving, looked at Zhao Kai with a smile, and said, "Which of the two of them is your little daughter-in-law?" It's still both of them. ”

Zhao Kai was drinking tea, and Hong Qigong's sudden words almost choked Zhao Kai. Zhao Kai had no choice but to smile awkwardly, taking it as a tacit acquiescence, and he didn't know which way to say it by acquiescence.

However, Hong Qigong naturally had his own understanding, and after Hahadaxiao said, he squinted and leaned back on the chair to take a nap.

It took more than half an hour for Huang Rong to buy vegetables and come back and go into the kitchen for rectification. Zhao Kai wanted to help, but pushed her out with a smile.

"With Sister Mu here, don't come and make trouble."

Zhao Kai had no choice but to give up.

After another half an hour, Hong Qigong yawned, sniffed twice, and exclaimed, "It's weird!" What's that? It's a bit of an evil sect. Something is very wrong! He craned his neck and kept looking into the kitchen.

Zhao Kai couldn't help but laugh secretly when he saw that he couldn't wait and was itching. Hong Qigong is really a person who loves to eat to a certain level, but life should be like this in the world, if you don't know what you really like when you die, then it's called a sad.

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, and said to Zhao Kai: "I am this gluttonous stinky temper, when I think of eating, I forget everything." ”

Hong Qigong then stretched out his right palm, which had only four fingers left, and said, "The ancients said: 'The index finger moves', which is really 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 so ruthless that I cut off my finger with a knife......"

"But the country is easy to change, but the nature is difficult to change. Qigong's gluttonous mouth has not been changed because of this. Zhao Kai laughed.

"The little doll is right, the finger is cut off, but the gluttony in the heart can't be cut off." Hong Qigong nodded yes.

"To change a problem, it is necessary to go from the inside out, and then supplemented by the support of external forces, in the final analysis, internal forces play a major role. And Qigong, you don't want to change it at all, or you don't think there's anything wrong with gluttony, so even if you cut off all your fingers, you can't change it. Zhao Kai said.

After listening to Zhao Kai's words, Hong Qigong sighed and said, "What the little doll said is reasonable." ”

Speaking of which, Huang Rong and Mu Nianci were finally done, and the two put all the food and wine on the table.

Four bowls of white rice, two wine glasses, and two large bowls of dishes.

For cooking, Zhao Kai can also be said to be an expert, at this time, he only feels sweet and fragrant, and it is indescribably comfortable. I saw that one bowl is a bowl of roasted beef strips, but the aroma is rich, there is nothing special yet, the other bowl is a turquoise clear soup with dozens of red cherries floating, and there are seven or eight pink petals, lined with tender bamboo shoots and dices at the bottom, red, white and green three colors are reflected, bright and dazzling, the soup is full of the fragrance of lotus leaves, I think this clear soup is made 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?" ”

Hong Qigong was screaming in his stomach at this time, where was he waiting for her to say the second sentence, and he didn't drink, grabbed the chopsticks and sandwiched two beef strips, and sent them to his mouth, only to feel that his mouth was full of delicious, it was by no means ordinary beef, every time he chewed it, there was a different taste, or the paste was tender and smooth, or crispy and refreshing, all the flavors were varied, changeable, straight like the endless emergence of martial arts masters' moves, 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 ......"

As soon as Huang Rong's words fell, Hong Qigong excitedly shouted: "It's the roe leg meat and the free meat kneaded together." ”

Huang Rong couldn't help but clap her hands and praise: "Qigong is really a good skill, a good ability." ”

This also stunned Mu Nianci on the side. Mu Nianci was involved in the production process of this whole dish just now, so she naturally knew how complicated this dish was, and she was still wondering who could distinguish the different flavors of meat, which was really a genius.

Zhao Kai also took a pair of chopsticks and put them in his mouth to taste the taste, as Hong Qigong said, it was delicious.

Hong Qigong then commented: "There are only five kinds of meat, but the mixed bite of pigs and sheep is a general taste, and the same chewing of roe deer and cattle is a general taste, there are a few changes, I can't calculate." Huang Rong smiled and said: "If the change of order 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 Luomei'." 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." ”

Put the spoon in his mouth to distinguish the taste, Hong Qigong called out "ah", and said strangely: "Huh? I ate two more, and there was another "ahhh The clarity of the lotus leaves, the freshness of the tips of the bamboo shoots, and the sweetness of the cherries, needless to say, the cherry pits have been cut out, and something else is embedded, but I can't taste what it is. Hong Qigong groaned: "What is embedded in this cherry? He closed his eyes, slowly discerned 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! ”