The capital is said to be prosperous, but it is still not comparable to the modern metropolis, after all, there are no high-rise buildings. Gao Xianda took Wei Xiaobao and touched it, and then entered the hotel that looked the most luxurious on the street.

He has eaten the food of the Culture Hotel in Los Santos, and the ordinary small shops naturally look down on it, and now he just wants to taste the authentic traditional Chinese food.

Although Gao Xianda was dressed ordinarily, dressed as a high-roller, he was carrying a knife, and the shopkeeper did not dare to slack off. Gao Xianda slapped the ingot of silver on the table and told him to take care of the good wine and food. It didn't take long for the food and drinks to be served on the table one after another.

Gao Xianda took a slice of slippery meat and chewed it in his mouth, and suddenly felt a burst of fragrance rise from between his lips and teeth. The slices of meat are smooth and tender, and there is no smell of pork. There is a fragrance of melon slices in the mouth, and there is a faint sweetness in the meat after tasting it.

This is in ancient times, and the food was all free-range fat pigs that ate swill, which was naturally different from the pigs that were slaughtered in a few months. The cooking level of this hotel is also very good, and the restaurant that can stand at the bottom of the capital naturally has two brushes. It's a lot better than the craftsmanship of the Culture Hotel.

Gao Xianda tasted his liquor again, although it was only a bulk liquor scooped out of the vat, but the Erguotou produced in Beijing is very famous, and naturally has a unique flavor. It's just that I don't know why, the taste of this wine is a little lighter, not like the ordinary two-pot head, as if it has been mixed with water.

However, the second pot head that has been mixed with water also has more than 30 degrees, and Gao Xianda should be drinking low-alcohol wine, and he can drink two more glasses.

Follow-up dishes including elbows, roast chicken, and sauced beef came up one after another, Gao Xianda ate so much that his tongue almost didn't fall off, and he was not polite at the moment, dancing chopsticks and chewing wantonly, which was a bit like Brad possessed.

Wei Xiaobao is a child, and he is not interested in things like big fish and meat. He only clamped a few chopsticks on his elbow, and then he felt a greasy throat and could no longer eat.

Children like to eat desserts such as pastries, and he doesn't ask for them. Just staring at the stalls outside that sell pastries, paint sugar paintings, and tie sugar gourds.

Wei Xiaobao was fascinated by it, and accidentally waved his hand and knocked the tea bowl next to him to the ground.

Gao Xianda couldn't help complaining: "Why are you so careless." "But fortunately, it's not a wine jar, and a tea bowl is not worth much.

When he looked up, he saw an old man and a young man coming in from outside, dressed very strangely. At first glance, it is not an ordinary person! Gao Xianda couldn't help but be taken aback.

It's no wonder that Co-Xianda is no wonder. The two men who came in were dressed in standard Qing court attire. But after the evolution of later generations, people who generally dress like this are zombies.

Gao Xianda has also watched a lot of ghost movies, so it is inevitable that he is a little scared. He immediately complained that he was rare and strange. Now the time of this copy is during the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty, and they are now at the feet of the Son of Heaven, so it is naturally not a big deal for someone to wear official uniforms.

The old man and the young sat in the corner, and the old man said sharply, "Bring the wine!" "Listening to them, they were gloomy and sharp, as if they were two eunuchs.

The old eunuch's body was rickety, his face was sallow, and if he changed to someone else, he would have to have flower willow disease. But since he is a eunuch, he may get tuberculosis. In the days when penicillin was not widely available, the disease was common.

Seeing that it was a figure in the palace, the shopkeeper naturally didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly took the wine. The old eunuch took out a paper bag from his side, opened it, carefully picked a little with his little fingernail, dissolved it in the wine, put the medicine bag back in his arms, picked up the wine glass, and drank it slowly.

Gao Xianda was trained in basic modern medicine by Fan Duojin, and although he didn't know what kind of medicine powder the old eunuch was taking, he also knew that he couldn't drink alcohol if he had lung disease. The old eunuch was actually drinking wine, and he was killing himself.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the old eunuch to have convulsions all over his body and tremble. With his withered countenance, it seems that he can die at any time.

According to the boss's instructions today, the shopkeeper did mix some water into the wine. He was a thief, for fear that something was wrong with his own wine, so he hurriedly came over and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

The little eunuch shouted, "Go away!" What are you talking about? ”

Seeing that there was nothing wrong with his water mixing, the shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and retreated. Of course, he couldn't help but look at the two of them when he stood aside, for fear that it would be unlucky for this tuberculosis ghost to die in his own shop.

Although Gao Xianda knew that the two were eunuchs in the palace, the concept that those who wore Qing Dynasty official uniforms were zombies was deeply rooted, and it was difficult to change it for a while. He saw that the two eunuchs were acting strangely, and he thought it was better not to cause trouble.

Gao Xianda had the intention to leave this hotel, but he was not full yet, and the food here was really delicious, and Gao Xianda was even more reluctant to leave. He could only speed up his meal, and wondered how he could meet the chef here. It's a good idea to take them out of the dungeon and go to the Cultural Hotel for some pointing. Even if it doesn't work, even if you give a few recipes.

At this time, seven more big men came in from outside. They were all shirtless, wearing cowhide trousers, braids coiled on top of their heads, and their bodies were greasy and shiny, as if they had been covered with grease from the top to the legs. The seven of them all had knotted muscles, black hair on their chests, and they stretched out their hands, all of them with the thickness of giant fingers.

Seven people sat at two tables and shouted, "Bring the wine, beef and chicken, the sooner the better!" The shopkeeper hurriedly came over to greet him and put on the cups and chopsticks. When he saw that all the strange people came today, he was in a trance, and habitually asked casually, "Guest officer, what kind of food are you eating?" ”

A big man said angrily: "Are you deaf? ”

Another big man suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed the back of the shopkeeper, turned his arm and lifted him up.

The shopkeeper's second-hand feet danced wildly, and he was so frightened that he screamed. The seven big men laughed.

With a shake of his hand, the big man threw the bartender outside the store, thud, and fell to the ground.

Whether it is Chinese-style wrestling or Mongolian-style wrestling, it is a martial art of great practical significance that has been baptized by the battlefield. When facing heavily armored enemies, punches and kicks don't do much damage. Jiu-Jitsu's ground skills, on the other hand, are only suitable for one-on-one combat. When you're grappling with your opponent on the ground, the enemy next to you will come and take your head away.

Therefore, wrestling is a traditional martial art that combines strength, agility and wisdom, and the Mongols and Manchus were able to unify the Central Plains by force. And the strength of their force is not only manifested in the proficiency of bows and horses, but also includes various wrestling techniques.

As soon as Gao Xianda saw it, he knew that this big man's skills were not very good, but he just relied on his strong body muscles and brute force. I couldn't help but sneer.

P.S. This chapter is an over-the-top chapter, and some of the content is quoted from the original text.

(1) Jin Yong. "Lu Ding Ji" [M].Life Reading New Knowledge Sanlian Bookstore Publishing House.1994. The third time: Fu Lai's sleeve circumference to untie the vertebral sac was actually done" (to be continued.) )