This Jiaolong banquet is carefully prepared, coupled with the presence of Kong De, the grandson of the Confucian family, the serving speed of the Confucian restaurant is extremely fast, and everyone eats one on the last one, and the next dish immediately appears after eating.

A total of 36 dishes made of Jiaolong have been served one after another, such as charcoal-roasted dragon neck, water-blasted dragon belly, sauced dragon meat, grilled dragon meat strips, spicy dragon ding, braised dragon tail, red stewed dragon hand, dragon blood cake, dragon tendon pot, dragon liver, stir-fried dragon waist flower, sweet and sour dragon steak, fried dragon skin, etc.

Everyone ate a dragon from head to tail and from the outside to the inside, giving full play to the racial talent of the human race.

Halfway through eating, Fang Yun made up his mind that he must establish a super-large Jiaolong tribe in the Blood Mang Realm, let the human race train when he was alive, and be safe after death.

The keel is like a huge scorpion, cut off one by one, commonly known as the dragon scorpion, as the last dish comes up, everyone eats meat and sucks the marrow, and praises endlessly.

After eating the last dragon scorpion pot, everyone was still unsatisfied.

"How much does this cost? There will never be so many ordinary dragon banquets, this is a three-table dragon banquet. Li Fanming asked.

Comte smiled and said: "There should be tens of millions, I don't know how much." ”

There was silence in the courtyard, most of the people present were either rich or noble, many of them were children of the family, but they were still a little surprised to hear that they had eaten 10 million taels for a meal, this was really too extravagant, once it was spread, they would inevitably be blamed by the Rite Palace.

Fang Yun said: "Don't ask these useless questions, it's too cheesy to come to the Kong Family Restaurant to withdraw money!

Everyone is in good hands, the keel of the dragon king is a good artifact, and it has a great effect, especially as a pen holder or pen holder and other cultural treasure materials, which can make the life of the cultural treasure longer and the power has been enhanced.

Everyone has a high academic position, even if they eat a lot, it will not hurt their body, and they can digest it quickly. So when the hot pot comes up, everyone can continue to eat.

However, Fang Yun thought that everyone would enjoy eating, but found that everyone's mood was not high.

Fang Yun thought about it carefully, suddenly realized, and went to the kitchen in person, not only prepared the dipping sauce, but also made three pots of butter spicy hot pot.

After the new spicy hot pot was served, everyone tried it, except for a few people who didn't like spicy. The others were addicted, inhaling while eating, and drinking cold boiled water while eating, and the atmosphere in the courtyard suddenly boiled like a hot pot.

"You can eat a hot pot with clear soup and fresh water, but in terms of enjoyment, it has to be this kind of spicy hot pot, nothing else!"

"Fang Yun, your chili pepper is from the demon world, and the demi-saint eats it spicy. Tomorrow...... Beware, everybody. ”

"Enjoyable place. There is a place of bad luck, and everything is balanced. ”

Everyone smiled.

Everyone eats hot pot, drinks small wine, and occasionally makes wine orders and poems. Most of the time is spent chatting all over the world.

These people were very curious about the things in the Blood Realm, Fang Yun selectively told about his experience, and when he talked about being splashed with feces at the door, everyone was angry. Especially those children of the family, how could they stand this kind of insult, and unanimously decided that Fang Yun was not ruthless enough. Some people even feel that the three tribes should be punished.

Speaking of Fang Yun's punishment, many people sighed, the sin hall is to punish those rough-skinned ancient demons, and the human race has great perseverance if they don't die under the punishment.

In the end, Fang Yun said that he almost died with the Demon Emperor, and he didn't say that he was the Lord of Blood, and now was not the time.

Before you know it, we talked until late at night.

Although the people here have literary positions, the wine in the Confucian restaurant is not ordinary wine, and gradually many people are drunk and hazy, and they become presumptuous when they speak, and they begin to laugh at each other and expose others' old backgrounds.

Behind the Confucian Restaurant is the Grand Canal of Confucius, and the Grand Canal is also the second view of Confucius, which is second only to the Inverted Peak Mountain.

When everyone had eaten almost enough, Li Fanming proposed to go to the Grand Canal for a walk, and received many responses, so the group got up and walked towards the Grand Canal.

Kong De showed the style of the gentlemen, and ordered the little two of the Confucian restaurant to put the wine and food in the food box and follow them, there are many pavilions and stone tables around the Grand Canal, and everyone can chat while eating when they are tired.

In the second half of the winter night, there were few people, only their group staggered all the way, chatting as they walked.

Although they were drunk, they were sober-minded, and did not do anything to disturb the people, and soon reached the Grand Canal.

The Grand Canal, also known as the Little Yangtze River, has railings on both sides of the riverbank, and there are downward stairs leading to the river every ten zhang.

During the dry winter season, the Grand Canal has less water, revealing many steps.

The crowd slowly descended the stairs to the canal.

As soon as the cool breeze blew, the wine gradually faded, but the interest was not reduced, Kong Delun ordered Xiao Er to put the wine and food on the steps, and everyone ate and drank like a spring outing.

Fang Yun was extremely active at the beginning in order to avoid embarrassment for everyone, making everyone forget his identity as a virtual saint, but after the banquet was hot, he talked less and listened more.

Fang Yun smiled and listened to the conversation of the crowd, and occasionally there was a dispute, and both sides would treat him as an arbiter, he would either fight with the mud or break up, and he couldn't let them quarrel while they were drunk.

Some people have a smooth path and only talk about the wind and the moon, but there are also some people whose practice is hindered and they use the strength of wine to vent bitterness.

A few families are happy and a few are worried.

As the eastern sky turned from black to blue, the topics of conversation were occasionally repeated, and the interest slowly faded.

Before you know it, everyone is sitting on the steps.

The stars shine on the city, the white clothes look at the world, and the water waves are silent.

Kong Delun drank all the wine in the cup and said with a smile: "Once Yaxing is stopped, the banquet will be dispersed." If we leave today, we will meet again tomorrow, and I will have one last drink, and then we will disperse. ”

The scholars present were all free and easy, and no one persuaded them, so they raised their glasses one after another.

"I hope that after many years, we will gather on the banks of the Kong River again and drink wine in a cup. "Yan Yu Kongdao.

The people drank it all and got up, but no one left.

Li Fanming smiled and said: "Let's go, Fang Yun will have to discuss tomorrow, if we don't sleep well and something goes wrong, our sin will be great." ”

"Fang Yun, that year's Double Ninth Festival, we gathered together, and you were the only one missing, and you wrote it as 'Brother Yaozhi ascends to the heights, and there is one less person in the dogwood'. Today, you also wrote a poem to commemorate the reunion of friends in the Holy Ruins. ”

"Is it okay not to do it?"

"No!" everyone laughed in unison.

Fang Yun smiled, picked up the wine jug, and walked to the river, the kettle was tilted, and wine gushed out from the spout and fell into the river.

"I have a pot of wine to soothe the dust. Pour into the rivers and seas, and give drinks to the people of the world. ”

With the sound of wine falling into the water, Fang Yun recited a poem.

The poem is completed, and the wine is exhausted.

When everyone heard the first two sentences, they showed a faint smile, and for some reason, a faint regret rose in their hearts, and they couldn't let go of it, but they felt that this regret was okay.

After listening to the last two sentences, everyone felt that their eyes suddenly opened up and showed joy.

It's better to be alone than to be happy.

(To be continued.) )

PS: "I have a scoop of wine, which can comfort the wind and dust", is the original sentence of the Tang Dynasty poet Wei Yingwu, and the last two sentences are good sentences added by a netizen not long ago. The first two sentences are in the original poem, but they are actually the end, and I have time to say two sentences in the letter, talk about this, the text is not easy to say after all.