Soon, Uncle Zhong brought two plates, one was vinegared cabbage, and the other was full of leek and egg soup. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info looks naturally not as delicate as a big restaurant, but the two dishes are very generous, which makes people look very appetizing.

Although the cooking is full of color, flavor and flavor, it does not mean that the better the presentation. Sometimes, you put the chopsticks too delicately to bear to move, which goes against the original purpose of cooking. In the final analysis, the dishes are made for people to eat, not for you to decorate.

"Young master, you drink a bowl of soup. Uncle Zhong picked up a wooden spoon and served Fang Hong half a bowl of leek soup, which contained a lot of chicken cakes, all of which were about to overflow.

Fang Hong rubbed his hands, took a sip along the edge of the bowl, and swallowed the hot soup. As soon as you take the first bite, your mouth will be filled with delicious flavors.

Picked up a piece of chicken cake, the outer layer has been a little browned, eat in the mouth, not as smooth and tender as ordinary eggs, very solid, the pores inside absorb a lot of soup, a bite, the soup all burst out.

The way of eating chicken cake still comes from the folk, because ordinary people rarely see meat, so they naturally try their best to maximize the use of the only ingredients. Generally speaking, people don't say to make chicken cakes, but call them chicken cakes, and make a bowl of egg liquid out of a pot.

The vinegared cabbage was very crispy, and Uncle Zhong put heavy oil and stir-fried it over high heat. It is taboo to put more oil in meat dishes, but it is the opposite when cooking vegetarian dishes. If there is less vegetable oil, it is very bland. The vinegar is old vinegar, Jinling is very close to Zhenjiang, and the most famous thing in Zhenjiang is balsamic vinegar, which is very fragrant to make dishes.

Although there were few dishes tonight and they were very simple, Fang Hong ate very happily. Only home-cooked food is the most skillful, these two dishes are so wonderful that Uncle Zhong's cooking skills are really not blown.

"Old cook, what are you doing with the young master here on this big night?" Fang Hong was eating on the side, and Old Ghost Du asked Uncle Zhong.

Uncle Zhong wiped his hands on his body, sat down on the stool on the side, and told Old Ghost Du what happened today. Anyway, they are not outsiders, and there is nothing to hide.

Old Ghost Du was drinking tea on the side, and he was very calm at first, but as he listened, his eyes began to widen, and he looked incredible.

"What? The young master kicked Chen Xianrong into the water, and almost killed him?" Du Lao Ghost's voice raised a few points, this Chen Xianrong he knew, he had been fighting with them for more than 20 years, although they had won and lost each other, but he had never seen him suffer such a big loss.

"That's why, the master asked me to take the young master to take refuge, I can't stay in the south, the farther I go, the better. Uncle Zhong smiled bitterly, this time the disaster was too great, not only Chen Xianrong's trouble, but also the entire White Lotus Sect was shaken.

"This is to go, the old immortals in the sect are all crazy, who knows what they will do. However, the young master's kick today really has the demeanor of the young lady back then. Old Ghost Du nodded, and then laughed again.

"Old ghost, don't be here to make a fool of yourself, you go and arrange a donkey cart for us, we have to hurry tomorrow. Uncle Zhong turned his face, this matter is complicated enough, and he is still making a mess here.

"The donkey cart is fine, I have it behind the house, and I'll feed some good forage and soybeans tomorrow morning. Du Lao Ghost did not have the slightest ambiguity, and immediately agreed.

After eating and drinking, Old Ghost Du boiled some hot water, asked Fang Hong to wash up, and arranged a room for him. After a busy day today, Fang Hong was also quite tired, so he lay down and began to sleep.

At night, the village was extremely quiet, even the yellow dogs of the families did not bark. Fang Hong was lying in his room, and there was no sound in the whole room.

When the third watch was approaching, in the invisible void, a blue-blue figure broke away from Fang Hong's flesh and floated quietly in the void.

It was a deity with a serpentine face, with nothing on his body, and circles of scales on his elbows and forehead. This is Fang Hong's current divine body.

After leaving Changning County, his judge divine body was bound in his body, and his thoughts would be manifested with the help of Luotang Hejun's divine position, and he would become like this.

"Boom. "In front of this village, there is a small river running through it. At the moment when Fang Hong's divine body manifested, the water of the small river suddenly became disordered, and whirlpools appeared one by one, and the fish inside were also stationary, as if they felt the breath of the river god, and did not dare to move.

Luotang Hejun is a wild god, not in the right place, and of course not bound by Shinto rules. He may not be as handy as he is in the Luotang River, but he is not like the orthodox gods, who can't use any magic power when he leaves the territory.

Fang Hong's thoughts slowly spread around, with a calming power, enveloping Old Ghost Du and Uncle Zhong. Both of them are old rivers and lakes, and they never die when they sleep, and they will be alert at the slightest movement.

But after being shrouded by Fang Hong's thoughts, an endless river appeared in the consciousness of the two, and the river flowed quietly, as if it could reach the edge of heaven and earth. It is the origin of everything and the end of everything.

They were deep in the river, as if they had entered their mother's arms, and their consciousness became more and more drowsy, and after a while, they snored like thunder and fell asleep.

The moment they fell asleep, Fang Hong opened his eyes in time, picked up the clothes on the side, and put them on himself. He wasn't worried that the sound would wake them up, and after being hypnotized by him, not to mention the sound of getting dressed, they might not wake up even if it was thunder.

Fang Hong was about to push open the door, but he was locked from the outside. It seems that Uncle Zhong also knew that he would not be very honest and might steal back to Jinling City at night, so he locked the door of the house with a lock.

However, this is not difficult for Fang Hong. With one hand in the void, the water vapor around him gathered and turned into a gurgling stream. The running water easily entered the keyhole, and the lock cylinder inside was topped, and the whole big lock was opened with a "click".

"Hehe, Uncle Zhong, I'm sorry, you can go alone. He smirked, pushed the door open, and strode into the darkness. This was the first time he had gone out alone, but he was not much nervous, but felt a little excited.

This is probably because of the courage of the artist, he relies on the magic power of Hejun, as long as he is not surrounded by the army, he will basically not be in danger.