The whole roast chicken has a translucent oil on the oily leather surface, and it is drizzled with bright soy sauce.

When Lu Beichen was in the mountains, he could often eat chicken, but he rarely had the opportunity to eat roast chicken, and he generally ate plain chicken, cut into pieces, and put some chopped green onions. The white-cut chicken is naturally not as attractive as the roast chicken, but it is fresh and sweet in the mouth, and it is very delicious.

There shouldn't be too much oil, salt, sauce and vinegar on his table, but those brightly colored sauces look tempting, even if they are only a factor that stimulates the taste buds.

It may be that there is too much light diet, and sometimes I want to try some heavy flavors, so Lu Beichen naturally picked up the chopsticks.

Lu Beichen picked up the chopsticks and slowly tore open the chicken nuggets. Sticking some sauce and eating a piece of torn chicken, he felt that it was much better than the original chicken on the mountain.

He wanted to tear it slowly with two chopsticks, but perhaps it was a little laborious, or maybe it was a little willful, and he suddenly wanted to pick it up and nibble on it whole, after all, he had never tried to eat it like this.

"You are not allowed to use your hands to eat anything, and your mouth is full of oil, and you must chew your food slowly, and always pay attention to your appearance. "This is Master's teaching, so there is never a whole chicken on the table.

Thinking about it, he no longer had any worries, put down his chopsticks, lifted the whole chicken, and took a bite.

"It's so cool. He thought to himself, and took another bite. He knew it might be a little ugly, but he couldn't help but bite it down.

However, it may be because he eats very slowly, his eating appearance is not ugly at all, and there is no picture of wolfing and swallowing. He still has to have table manners, or image baggage.

There were two teenagers and two girls next to him, and watching him eat a chicken with his bare hands like this, he couldn't help but cast a strange look.

In the gorgeous Holy Capital City, most of these young boys and girls are from famous families, and they eat in a proper manner, and there will never be such a thing as grilling chickens with bare hands. So much so that when they looked at this young man, their first reaction was surprise, and then their second reaction was to judge that he was a foreigner, and they could no longer hide the contempt in their hearts.

"Where did this hillbilly come from?" said one of the teenage girls.

"That's it, I was staring at him just now, he looks so good, I didn't expect it...... Poof......" said the other girl with a smile, a hint of red on her face, followed by a look of a joke.

"Don't talk about people, be careful that people beat you. The boy next to her knocked her head and whispered.

"Look at the sword behind his back. Another teenager answered.

After the young man and woman looked at it, they stopped gossiping and stopped discussing it.

Lu Beichen was obsessed with eating meat, so he naturally didn't pay much attention to those voices and eyes. He ate regularly and quantitatively, and when it was almost time for him to get up and pay the bill, he took the opportunity to ask the shopkeeper.

He thought that the owners of those small stalls refused because of business, so the prosperous Guangzhilou naturally had its hospitality. It's better to treat a guest than a passerby.

With this mentality, Lu Beichen walked towards a middle-aged man who was busy at the front desk.

The rumored Guangzhilou is run by a shopkeeper with a group of girls. Naturally, it was not difficult to recognize the only man from the busy figures of the girls.

Shopkeeper Zhang watched the guests coming, suddenly smiled, and said, "What else do you need, guest officer?"

Lu Beichen took out some silver from his baggage, and said with a smile, "Is there an inn here?"

"That's right. ”

"Then leave one for me. Lu Beichen said quietly. Although the silver that Master had prepared for him was not very large, it was enough for him to live in the Holy Capital for several months.

"Okay. The shopkeeper took out a ledger from a drawer, took a few notes quietly, and then told one of the girls to clean up a clean room.

Lu Beichen looked at the shopkeeper with a smile on his face, and took the opportunity to ask the question that he hadn't asked all afternoon, "Shopkeeper, I want to ask, Prime Minister Zheng Hang, where do you live?"

"What are you going to do, lad. When Shopkeeper Zhang heard this, his face suddenly sank, as if he had heard something big.

Lu Beichen naturally observed the moment when his expression changed rapidly, and thought to himself, "I'm just asking, isn't it like this? The people of the Holy Capital, why are they so strange......

"I just wanted to ask. Lu Beichen replied.

"I'm a small shop here. Where Prime Minister Zheng Hang lives, how can I know?" The shopkeeper was not as indifferent as the previous person, and still replied politely, but his tone was still a little cold.

"With thirteen young girls, he opened the largest Guangzhilou in the city, and became the first signature restaurant that gathered inns and restaurants. Lu Beichen had heard the story about Guangzhilou from Gu Yin's mouth, and there was an undoubted affirmation in his eyes, and his tone was very serious.

The world of dragons naturally cannot accommodate the existence of the weak. Just like people who run on the same road, those who run fast in front naturally look down on those who are behind.

But there are exceptions, and that is when people who are behind suddenly run to another path and then walk out of the light.

There will always be such people in the world, although there are very few. They actually have some strength, and they live another brilliance in a place where the heroes gather, which makes people indifferent to his existence.

And the shopkeeper is one of them.

In the holy capital of ability based on realm, shopkeeper Zhang is not a material for cultivation, and naturally he has not had such a beautiful life from the beginning. Therefore, it stands to reason that it is not easy for him to run Guangzhilou so successfully and win the favor of so many guests.

"If it wasn't a last resort, if it wasn't for the teacher's fate, why did Beichen come all the way here? ”

may be because he was rejected for an afternoon, Lu Beichen actually said such a thing in front of a stranger, and he was a little emotional. But in fact, from the beginning of the entry, he began to notice the figure of this middle-aged man who was busy hiding in the crowd.

For some reason, he felt that this shopkeeper was a little different from the people outside, but he couldn't tell what was special.

This shopkeeper is naturally not an uninformed person, but the young man in front of him is dressed strangely, his face is pale, and there is a big sword behind his back, so he has a trace of vigilance, "Young man, do you know who Prime Minister Zheng Hang is?"

"A prime minister is a prime minister, a person of noble status. Is there anything special?" Lu Beichen asked, not understanding why the shopkeeper would ask such a question.

"There are a lot of guests now, please wait a while. The shopkeeper looked around, dropped a word, picked up an abacus beside him, and began to do the math.

Lu Beichen walked back to his dining table and waited quietly. Although the surroundings were a little noisy, the tapping sound of those abacus was still very clear.

I don't know how long it took, but the guests in the Hiroshi Building gradually dispersed, and only three or five guests remained. Shopkeeper Zhang put down his abacus, left the front desk, and prepared to step into the kitchen to continue his work.

Lu Beichen couldn't wait any longer, so he hurriedly stopped, "Shopkeeper, can you tell me? It's just a place." ”

Shopkeeper Zhang looked at him in surprise and said, "Why haven't you left yet?"

He just had some prevarications, thinking that this countryman with his bare hands and a big sword had already gone upstairs to rest, but he didn't expect to guess the beginning and not the ending.

"Didn't the shopkeeper ask me to wait?" Lu Beichen asked blankly.

"You're so stupid, just wait!" the shopkeeper couldn't help but sneer.

Lu Beichen was a little strange, and the shopkeeper was also strange, after the two suspicious eyes intersected, they became normal.

Shopkeeper Zhang walked to the front desk, explained a few words to the girl, and then stretched out his hand to signal Lu Beichen to move and speak.

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"Shopkeeper, I'm sorry to disturb your business. Lu Beichen apologized first. He hadn't been out of the house, but things like benevolence, righteousness, and morality were still deeply imprinted in his mind, and it was always right to be polite at all times.

"I saw just now that you were carrying a burden and a sword behind your back, what the hell are you here for? ”

"Actually......" Lu Beichen replied slowly, "I was ordered by my family teacher to enter Beijing to face the saint." ”

In fact, Lu Beichen didn't know whether to say whether he should go to face the saint or not, after all, the master said that everything should be cautious, except for the Holy Emperor and Zheng Hang, do not mention the matter of sending the letter in front of others. After the war between humans and demons, the demons are eyeing each other, the demons are extremely cunning, and even the human race has ill-intentioned elements.

But looking at the shopkeeper's solemn expression, he felt the need to explain something.

"I've never been in the Holy Palace. Shopkeeper Zhang glanced at him, shook his head, and continued, "No one here will be willing to answer your question. ”

"Why?" Lu Beichen thought that if he couldn't ask, he would forget it, how could he expect this person to say such a sentence?

"No reason, you better go upstairs and rest. The shopkeeper shook his head, not wanting to say anything, and walked away.

Lu Beichen looked at the crescent moon above his head, and the melancholy in his heart couldn't help but arise spontaneously, why is this huge city not as enthusiastic as he imagined?

The holy capital is really lively, and the excitement is a little indifferent.