Chapter Twenty-Three: What to Do Without Meat Without Wine?

Everything on the earth seemed to be hotten gold, and the surface layer full of various colors was heavily dyed with a touch of orange and yellow, reflecting a dazzling brilliance. Two dazzling beams of light passed through the room, like two transparent gold bands, and the band shimmered with a little starlight, and a new day had arrived.

It's noon, this morning Yun Fan can be said to be very aggrieved, in the dining room, the fragrant delicacies are made a few dishes, but it is a pity that this meal lacks good wine with side dishes, which really makes people not happy.

How can he, who has been fighting for many years and has been accompanied by wine, endure it.

went to ask the maid for liquor, but he didn't give it, in desperation, the maid actually moved out of the second master, relying on the support of the sea in the clouds, and threw out a sonorous sentence: "The second master has instructed, the young master is weak and should not drink, if you have to ask for it, you can ask the second master to ask for it." ”

I had no choice but to give up, looking at the dishes on the dinner table, but I had no appetite at all, I put down the wooden chopsticks after a casual clip, sighed, looked gloomy, and walked out of the courtyard depressed.

At noon, when the sun is at its hottest, it is also the hottest time of the day, but the streets are still bustling with pedestrians, and the whole street is full of people, and the noisy and noisy sounds, like boiling water in a pot, continue to echo in the ears.

And on this street there is a handsome young man in a white robe, and if I really want to describe it, it is four words: stand out from the crowd.

At a glance, people will immediately pay attention to the existence of this person, he shuttles freely under the crowded crowd, moves freely, and does not hurry or hurry, like a gentle and elegant white-faced scholar, but there is a faint aura of indifference and indifference on his body, giving people a sense of alienation.

It makes people feel that this person is like a fog, can't see through, can't see through!

This person is Yun Fan, after coming out of the Yunwang Mansion, he has already decided in his heart, and went directly to the dueling field, yesterday has been wasted for a day, he can't waste a day, a day of leisure can indeed make people relaxed, but in this era of the jungle, you are not strong, and Kenben has no majesty.

It's no different from those mediocre village puppets.

But when Yun Fan walked less than 200 meters, the pace under his feet stopped, and he looked up at a hardcover three-story building, and a large plaque hanging outside the second floor, which was carved with the big golden characters "Feihongju".

A different color flashed in Yun Fan's eyes, and several small Jiujiu suddenly appeared in his heart, and the corners of his mouth rose upward: "Second uncle, I only said that I would not be allowed to drink at home, but I didn't say that I would not be allowed to drink outside!"

"If you don't have enough to eat, how can you have the strength to do the rest, isn't it?" muttered in his mouth, and then raised his steps and walked towards the small building.

"Come on!"

"! whoever runs today is Lao Tzu's grandson!"

"Grass, I'm afraid that your turtle son won't make it?"

When I stood outside, due to the noisy summary of pedestrians on the street, I couldn't hear the noise inside at all, but when I stepped in, hoarse and loud shouts sounded in the lobby, and they all drifted into Yun Fan's cochlea.

Yun Fan, who had just stepped into the threshold, frowned when he heard it, but there was no disgust in his eyes, it seemed to be a sense of remembrance and longing.

Listening to the noise and noise around him, he recalled that when he led the troops to fight a year ago, there was no intrigue, no greed, and no flowers in the greenhouse, some only some hot-blooded soldiers, some only back-to-back friendship, and the trust of those who dared to give their backs to their brothers!

After winning the battle on weekdays, when they return to the barracks, they will roast tens of thousands of tender sheep and thousands of jars of spirits, and throw them to the soldiers in a bold way, so that they can release their exhaustion and unknown pain in their hearts.

It can be said that this has become the process they have to go through every time they return victoriously.

Because for them, it is better to compare it with the monthly money of the royal family, than the fragrant meat and spirits.

For these outlaws, it is unknown when they will be in a different place, whether they can see the sun tomorrow, except for some who have families to send back, those who are lonely, money is really of little use to them.

Over time, this has become a routine in the military camp, and where did Yun Fan's habit of drinking come from!

Even that alcohol addiction has gone deep into the bone marrow and can't be changed......

"Ouch, this son, I'm really sorry, our store is too busy to take care of you!"

Suddenly, a sharp cry floated over, and I saw a little er dressed in a brown mediocre Pufan trotting all the way over, looking at Yun Fan with a flattering face.

"It's okay!" Yun Fan shook his head in an indifferent tone.

"Then please come inside!" Xiao Er measured his body with a smile, sat down with a gesture of please, and then continued: "Then do you want a private room, or a lobby?"

Hearing this, Yun Fan glanced around the first floor and said, "It's here." ”

"Okay, please take a seat. Xiao Er shouted, immediately ran to an unmanned table, and wiped it with the white towel on his shoulder.

"Just come with two dishes, one vegetable and one meat, and finally come to a jar of good spirits!" Yun Fan said as he sat down slowly.

"Well, wait a minute. Xiao Er responded, and then turned around and walked towards the lobby on the first floor.

After half a cup of tea, Xiao Er dragged a plate, on which were placed two dishes and a jar of wine, and said while placing it on the table: "Childe, this dish is called dragon beard meat, this dish is called magnolia flower, and finally I will present you with a jar of the most popular wine in the store, ecstasy wine!"

When the second dish is placed on the table, the fragrant smell of the dish instantly swept over and rushed into the nose, making people smell it and immediately whet their appetite.

Yun Fan looked expectant, stretched out his chopsticks and took a piece of meat, put it in his mouth, and in an instant the plump meat juice splashed in his mouth, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the taste was excellent.

The teeth chewed gently, and a glimmer of light appeared in Yun Fan's eyes: "Snake meat......?" It is a spiritual serpent. ”

"This son, he is really discerning, you are right, this is a first-order spirit beast captured from the fierce beast mountain forest, so the meat tastes better than ordinary fierce beasts. ”

Xiao Er, who was on the side, explained one by one with a flattering smile.

"Yes, you go down first. ”

"Okay, Childe, you eat slowly, I'll go down first. Xiao Er bowed and nodded.

Yun Fan nodded indifferently, picked up the wine jar on the side, pulled off the seal, and sniffed lightly.

Hissβ€”β€”!

A pure fragrance overflowed, warming people's hearts, and the wine in the wine jar was as pure and transparent as a mirror, and he looked at the reflection in the cup and smiled.

Yun Fan couldn't wait to pour a full glass, some of the overflowing wine spilled, and when he lifted it, he suddenly felt a ball of cool and moist wine, sliding into his throat, and suddenly a hot and hot feeling swept away.

"Good wine!" he put down the wine glass in his hand and praised it cheerfully.

The jade plate is delicacious, the mouth is fragrant, and the porcelain cup is refreshing.

The fragrant dishes, paired with the strong wine, Yun Fan's appetite suddenly increased greatly, and he began to devour it without a face.

"Ahh

"Haha-old boy, you also have a day when you can't do it?"

"Cut, you know a fart, do you think Lao Tzu really can't drink it?"

"Yo, the fuck will make excuses?"

"Get out of the way - if Lao Tzu hadn't been here to watch Lei Zhenzi, you thought I would be afraid of you?"

"Y-what are you talking about?Thunder-Thunder-Thunder

"That's right!" The big man who admitted defeat took two mouthfuls of food, threw it into his mouth, and said with some unfavorable words: "Yesterday, Lao Tzu was bored, so he sneaked into the dueling arena and secretly took a look, and found that Lei Zhenzi, who was in the top forty on the famous death list, actually came, but I heard that it seemed to be coming with the grimace of the dark horse that came out of thin air." ”

"Grimace?" The other man who asked was puzzled for a moment, and continued, "You mean that grimace of the boiling eight-game winning streak that was passed the day before yesterday?"

The drunken man, whose face was a little ruddy, nodded, and continued: "I heard that I came to seek revenge!"

At this time, Yun Fan, who was eating not far from the two of them, frowned, stopped the movement in his hand, shook his ears slightly, and listened attentively.

"Looking for revenge?" The man who asked was confused: "I remember that grimace seems to be on the death list for the first time, and it is the first time he has appeared, what kind of enmity can he have with Lei Zhenzi?"

"Otherwise, why don't I say that your old boy has no knowledge, and you are still not convinced. The drunken man, with some delirious eyes, stared at the middle-aged man in front of him and said teasingly.

"Lei Zhenzi really has no contradiction with that grimace, and even the two of them haven't seen it, but do you know...... That Chi Xiaoyao knew Lei Zhenzi, and ...... The two of them are still brothers and sisters who have worshiped the handle!"

On the other end, the big man who was listening attentively was stunned, and said in a trembling tone: "You...... You mean, Lei Zhenzi wants to avenge his blood for that Chi Yao?"

The drunken man nodded Mu Ran, but his expression was in a trance again, and his brows furrowed: "What is confusing is that the grimace did not appear, no matter how Lei Zhenzi spoke, playing, degrading, and insulting, he did not appear, which is a strange thing." ”

"Hey, then needless to say, he is not a fool, that Lei Zhenzi is a strong man of the old faction of the fifth order of the Yuan Dynasty, he and the fourth order of the Red Yuan Dynasty are fighting to the death, how can it be that Lei Zhenzi's opponent, I think he must be hiding." ”

The big man who was an audience said casually and indifferently, then picked up the remaining half jar of wine on the table, and shouted: "Come! Let's drink the only half jar of wine left, do you dare to old boy?"

"I'm afraid you won't succeed, just come, your uncle!"

Bang β€”β€”!

Yun Fan, who put down the chopsticks, shone with a gleam in his bright and deep eyes, and his lowered eyes muttered: "Lei Zhenzi...... Enter the fifth order!"

"Interesting!"

Yun Fan smiled knowingly, stood up, took out dozens of Wenling coins from his waist casually, threw them on the table, and then walked out of the restaurant in a dashing manner.