Text Chapter Seventy-Nine: Spicy Tofu
Although the opening of the magic finger was unsatisfactory, the definition of "six degrees" given by the predecessors of Emeishan made Zhou Mengyuan's illusions undiminished, and the final result was yet to be created; Jiulinggang suppressed the bandits, Zhou Mengyuan already knew his own Fa-Gong, and the heart of destroying the Qi family's village as soon as possible began to sprout and grow at an accelerated pace.
As for whether the Six Degrees Demon Finger will really be resurrected, the old monster Qiao Shan has mixed feelings and worries, and his understanding is not clear. If the Fa Ming Daoist is worried, once the demon finger is resurrected, Zhou Mengyuan changes his mind and gives improper instructions, then the power directly issued by the true god will be extremely powerful, and it will be too late at that time, Liu Ji is a painful lesson.
In view of all kinds of worries, and counting on the magic finger to give Zhou Mengyuan all kinds of help, revenge and anger, and realize his dream of life, the old monster had to prepare with both hands in his heart, reminding himself to observe and grasp the changes in Zhou Mengyuan's heart, his whereabouts, and the static magic finger at any time. Especially when Zhou Mengyuan grabbed Dou Ya'er's hair in anger, the old monster and the real person also thought that it was caused by the demon's finger supernatural possession.
On the way back, Zhou Mengyuan and Qiao Shan's old monster had their own hearts and minds and snubbed the lonely Dou Yaer, who was unbearable and lonely, and thought that they would have fun for a few days when they came out, but they only ended up in a hurry to cultivate romantic feelings with Zhou Mengyuan, and they were very unhappy.
"Old monster, Brother Yuan, you didn't say anything all the way, did Xiao Ya'er make you angry?"
"No, no, no!"
"No, no!"
"You lie. It's obvious that you have something on your mind, so why don't you talk about it and discuss it together?"
"You careful-eyed doll. The old monster said, "What do you want to hear?" โ
"I'm about to leave the river. Xiao Ya'er is still thinking about the spicy tofu in that town. โ
"Just for this to find something for us?" mentioned Sichuan cuisine, the old monster couldn't help but drool, "That's not simple, Dengying beef, camphor tea duck, and crispy fish are all on it." โ
"Xiao Ya'er still has to drink two taels. "I was tired on the way, and I was very aggrieved, "The wind was fast, and the moisture on my face was dry, and I was uncomfortably tense." โ
It's one of the most luxurious restaurants in town, called Sheraton.
It is said to be the most luxurious, but in fact there is only a second floor, and there are single rooms on the second floor.
Old Monster Qiaoshan, Zhou Mengyuan, and Dou Ya'er walked slowly in front of the restaurant to inspect the environment, and a young man in a blue shirt came out with a smile and said in a fast dialect: "Welcome to the three guest officers! Rice stir-fried vegetables and aged old wine, first-class service by famous chefs, elegant, clean and hygienic environment." Free leash at the door, free drinking water, feed only at the cost. โ
"Don't you know? We were here a few days ago. When Dou Ya'er spoke, she had already taken off the red tassel gun on her back.
The young man was stunned at first, glanced at Dou Ya'er's face, and finally fell on her red dress, "Oh, oh, spicy tofu! You are the sister-in-law who ordered three plates of spicy tofu. A small faux pas!
Three plates of spicy tofu, Dou Ya'er suddenly blushed.
It was in the lobby on the first floor, just in time for the crowds, and they were arranged to eat at a table in the middle. As soon as the tofu came up, the hungry Dou Ya'er took it and put it in front of him, scooped it and ate it, took two bites, and shouted.
"Xiao Er, come here! What kind of chef is in charge of your shop? Fish-flavored shredded pork is just no fish, this girl doesn't like to pick thorns. How can tofu have a numb taste?"
A red dress with a red tassel gun of medium fabric is already very eye-catching, and this loud and stern layman's call is even more stylish.
With a sparse laugh, the eyes of all the diners converged on Dou Ya'er.
"Rare and weird. Spicy tofu is not called spicy tofu. I guess I've heard of it if I haven't eaten it. โ
"Say less. Listening to the accent, it seems to be from Guanzhong Xifu. โ
Someone at the next table said so.
The old monster lowered his head and whispered, "Don't talk about it." Spicy and spicy, what is spicy if you can't taste spicy?"
Xiao Er held back a ridiculous laugh, and said, "The spicy tofu in Sichuan Mansion is this taste." My sister-in-law can eat it if she can, and if she really can't eat it, she will return it to you. โ
The old monster said to Xiao Er: "You can get busy first." We're going to order this dish. โ
Dou Ya'er was angry and weird, and after eating a few bites in a rage in front of everyone, her face was covered with sweat, her throat was on fire, and her lips were numb and she opened her mouth to inhale cool air.
However, his appetite increased greatly, and the more he so, the more reluctant he was to put down the spoon, and soon a bowl of tofu was swallowed alone, and he continued to inhale the cool air and said: "Xiao Er, let's have two more servings according to this taste." โ
Xiao Er, who was busy cleaning up a table of tableware, heard it, didn't know why, put down his work and hurried over, and looked, the bowl of tofu was empty, Dou Ya'er was so spicy that her face was red, and there was heat on the top of her head, so she agreed to go in and call for food.
Zhou Mengyuan was so ashamed that he didn't dare to raise his head.
Old Monster Qiao Shan didn't care, "You can eat so much?"
"One is mine, and one is for you and Brother Yuan. Dou Ya'er touched her pink lips that were so spicy that she almost lost consciousness with her hand and said mysteriously, "Old monster, Xiao Ya'er summed up a truth, if you don't eat spicy tofu, it means that you haven't been to Sichuan Mansion." Hey. โ
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Everyone tied up their horses, and Zhou Mengyuan instructed Xiao Er to feed more peas after drinking water.
"Come on, add high-quality feed to the guest officer's drinking horses. โ
Xiao Er summoned the person who was specially serving the mules and horses and ordered him to follow in.
Before eating, there were not many people on the first floor, but Zhou Mengyuan was still worried about Dou Ya'er's indiscretion.
"Do you have a private room?"
"Yes. Guest officer, please go up to the second floor. โ
Stepping on the rattling bamboo frame and plank stairs up, Xiao Er placed the old monster and them in a small single room, a bowl of spicy tofu is naturally indispensable, and left after ordering, the old monster took the gourd on his waist and specially told him to take three catties of good aging, fill the gourd and drink the remainder.
"Don't bother Xiao Er. Zhou Mengyuan said vigilantly, "Give me the gourd, and we will fill the gourd ourselves when the wine is brought up." โ
"Okay!"
Xiao Er exited lightly.
"Xiao Ya'er, why is there only a bowl of tofu today?"
Glaring at Zhou Mengyuan, who seemed to be laughing at herself, Dou Ya'er said, "It depends on Xiao Ya'er's mood and appetite." Maybe three bowls isn't enough. โ
"Huh. You can just shout today, there are only three of us on the second floor. โ
Dou Ya'er quibbled: "The people of Sichuan Province laughed at me for not eating spicy, and I also laughed at them for not eating Zangzi noodles, that sourness, they couldn't stand it." โ
The wine and food came up quickly, Zhou Mengyuan opened the wine jar and filled the gourd first, poured it for the old monster and said, "Xiao Ya'er, this old wine smells strong, you are only allowed to drink one bowl." โ
"Drinking depends on the mood. Maybe Xiao Ya'er won't be able to drink half a bowl. Maybe three or four bowls are not enough. โ
Serving it to himself, Zhou Mengyuan took the lead in raising the bowl and said: "Thank you, master, for your hard work for Mengyuan! Thank you, Xiao Ya'er, for accompanying you all the way." We did it. โ
Dou Yaer, who loves to be in the limelight and is not willing to fall behind, drinks and does not want to be weak, so she raises the bowl and gurgles down.
Because it was liquor and she didn't drink it often, Dou Ya'er choked a few times, and then burped. Cover your mouth and vomit! The image is very funny.
The old monster snickered.
Zhou Mengyuan served wine to the old monster and himself.
"Please, give me vomit, vomit. โ
Zhou Mengyuan said with a smile: "Eat two bites quickly, just press it." โ
"Learn from the old monsters. โ
The old monster stood up, looked up at the ceiling, then raised his arm and stretched out his palm, palms facing each other, "Hold your breath!"
Dou Yaer did just that.
It is said to be a single room, but it is only separated by a bamboo fence, and there is no door, and the half-cloth curtain from top to bottom blocks the silence of one side.
Xiao Er came up with two people carrying big swords, "Guest officer, please come here." โ
The two visitors looked around and grinned, unrestrained and straightforward, as if they were at their uncle's house, and saw the old monster through the crack in the fence, and one of the men with broken eyebrows went over to look, and turned back to the other with a black mole on the tip of his nose and said, "Zhao Ke, come here, there is a practice inside." โ
"Don't be a guest officer!" Xiao Er hurriedly stopped, "Let's eat first." โ
Dou Ya'er was following the old monster to raise his head and raise his hands, holding his breath to treat hiccups.
Hearing the sound of footsteps approaching, Zhou Mengyuan, who was facing the door with his back, turned around and saw that someone was peeking through the crack in the fence and ignored it.
"Mother-what kind of kung fu is praying. Xiao Er, serve the wine and food. โ
"Okay, two guest officers, please. โ
Hearing the scolding, when the old monster and Dou Ya'er closed their eyes at the same time, the two guest officers had already entered the private room.
Dou Ya'er took a few breaths normally, hey, no more hiccups, "Old monster, where did you learn this trick, how do you know everything?"
The old monster took a big sip of wine, blushed and smiled: "Immodestly, if it weren't for the delay of the Qi family's affairs for a few years, maybe the old man would have succeeded in cultivating the truth." โ
Through the fence, the two guest officers who came later were eating and drinking, and the thief's eyes kept looking at the old monster.
"It sounds like we're from the other side of the country. That girl is good-looking. โ
"Come on, it! no matter how beautiful the girl is, it's someone else's. โ
Zhao Kedao: "Damn! Lao Tzu is almost thirty years old, and he is still a bachelor." This time, I want to take a girl back. โ
"Think beautifully. The girl in Sichuan is a roadside stone, you can pick it up if you want to?"
On the old monster's side, the three of them were already excited by the alcohol, and they scrambled to speak, and their voices were also high.
Dou Ya'er stopped moving her chopsticks, and held her chin with both hands to watch the old monster and Zhou Mengyuan talk.
Zhou Mengyuan stood up with a wine bowl, "Master, although it is unsatisfactory to come to Kaiguang this time, the master is willing to travel long distances for the sake of his apprentices, Mengyuan is content and grateful, and will always regard the master as a relative, as long as he is in one breath, he will not want to touch a single hair of my master." โ
Old Monster Qiao Shan often drinks a lot of alcohol, and this bit of wine is just shabu-shabu.
Looking at Zhou Mengyuan's excited and pious look, listening to his heartfelt confession, he felt very comforted in his heart, "Aido, you can't drink anymore." We still have to hurry. โ
I don't know if I want to vomit or feel anxious, Dou Ya'er suddenly got up and ran out of the single room.
"Poof!"
I fell right at the door of the two guest officers' private rooms.
Zhou Mengyuan, Qiao Shan, and those two came out almost at the same time.
After all, the distance was closer, and when Zhou Mengyuan and Qiao Shan's old monster came over, Zhao Ke, who was worried that he was a single person just now, had already helped Dou Ya'er up in a posture of taking advantage.
Dou Ya'er covered her mouth, already unresponsive.
"It doesn't matter, right? Thank you dude for your help!"
When Zhou Mengyuan said that he wanted to help, he was stopped.
"Take back your sweaty hands! When the chick fell, the uncle helped her up first. โ
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