Noodles with mixed sauce.

It is a kind of food that is known in the Dajin Dynasty regardless of the north, south, east and west, regardless of men, women and children.

There are in the town of White Horse, and there are naturally in the city of Luoyang.

Even more precisely, the chefs of the Qin Mansion can do it.

For Wei worship, such a request is not too much at all, but too simple, too casual, just a bowl of noodles, Wei worship only needs to move his mouth, and within half a pillar of incense, there will be someone to bring Xia Sheng the most famous and time-honored mixed sauce noodles in Luoyang City.

But because of this, Wei Xianfeng was extremely vigilant, and he didn't dare to agree to Xia Sheng's request immediately.

Wei Xianfeng is a dignified powerhouse, and Xia Sheng is just an ant-like existence in his eyes, so this kind of vigilance is very unreasonable, I am afraid that no one present will believe it when he says it.

But in the many confrontations between the two, Wei Xianfeng already knew deeply that this kid was very difficult to deal with and difficult to entangle.

So he whispered very cautiously: "Young Master Xia, I hope you don't get too far into it!"

Xia Sheng smiled indifferently and said unashamedly: "What, Wei Xianfeng, it's just a bowl of mixed sauce noodles, do you also need me to ask Old Man Qin for instructions?"

Hearing this, Wei Xianfeng couldn't help but stiffen, and then said in a deep voice: "In that case, I don't know if Xia Gongzi has any other requirements, but what are the unique flavors? or the designated noodle stall owner?"

Facing Wei Feng's temptation, Xia Sheng shook his head brightly and said with a smile: "There is no requirement, but the sooner the better, I haven't eaten all day, but I'm hungry at this time." ”

Wei Xianfeng squinted his eyes slightly, and finally beckoned a servant of the Qin family to speak, "Go and ask the back kitchen to cook a bowl of mixed sauce noodles for Xia Gongzi." ”

The servant replied resignedly, and then bowed and retreated.

And Xia Sheng didn't delay any longer, and immediately greeted Wei Xian's chin and walked slowly towards the seat.

In fact, Xia Sheng's uninvited arrival, and Qin Xiaohua's royal decree from Chrysostom also made the head of the head of the Qin Mansion, who was responsible for arranging the seats, covered with cold sweat.

For he had no idea where the young man came from, and that it was best for him to sit there.

That's a university question!

Xia Sheng is not a member of the Qin family, and he is not as prominent as Gonggong Zhao, so naturally he can't sit on the main stage, and between the guests on both sides, where should this Xia Gongzi be arranged?

Do you sit with the people of the three major academies, or do you sit with the people of the eight great families?

Or, put him among the people of the seventy-two sects?

But he never thought that Xia Sheng helped the old housekeeper solve this problem easily.

He neither walked to the main stage, nor walked to the guest seats on both sides, but came to the Hou Zhan area without hurrying, came to Bi Qingwen's side, and sat down slowly.

Seeing this, the chief manager couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief, although Xia Sheng didn't quite follow the rules sitting there, but at least it was more appropriate, and besides, this was chosen by others, and no one would say that they were not.

Thinking of this, the old housekeeper hurriedly recruited a few people to bring Xia Sheng new teacups, dishes, and some fresh fruits and vegetables, as if he was afraid that Xia Sheng would regret it.

And it was during this period that the distinguished guests who came here to watch the battle today gradually learned about Xia Sheng's identity.

After all, Qin Xiaohua had already called out Xia Sheng's name in public before.

In addition, Second Master Qin also told everyone unabashedly that he was a good guest.

And that's where things get interesting.

The name Xia Sheng is certainly not too familiar to everyone here, but it must have heard of it.

Because after Ye Xiao'e's marriage contract was spread, there was a storm in the city.

And the person who made a marriage contract with Ye Xiao'e was a young man named Xia Sheng!

Before today, no one knew who Xia Sheng was and where he came from.

Now they know.

And that's not even the most surprising part.

The most unbelievable thing is that this little aunt of the Marquis of Weining Mansion is also a guest secretary of Shantang at the same time!

The relationship between the Marquis of Weining and the Shantang, these people here know better than anyone else, I am afraid that it is just a sentence that water and fire are incompatible, and the two families have long been inseparable from each other in private, except for activities that must be participated in such as clan comparison, worship to the sky, and spring festivals.

And now, this young man named Xia Sheng can be favored by both the Qin family and the Ye family at the same time?

Again, that's the problem.

Who is he sacred?

But what was surprising was that Gu Xian, who was sitting next to the fat man of the Ye family at this time, did not throw this question out in public, but said with a smile: "It turned out to be your little aunt of the Ye Mansion, why didn't you ask him to come and sit?"

The fat man's face flashed with disbelief, and he laughed dryly: "Huh...... I haven't had time to say anything......"

Gu Xian glanced at the fat man with a deep look, and no longer asked, but refocused his attention on the competition platform.

After Xia Sheng's trouble, it once again bought Qin Yan precious time to cultivate, especially the pill that Xia Sheng asked her to hold under her tongue, it only took such a moment to rejuvenate the Qingyan Bird in the spiritual aperture!

In addition, a warm feeling was filling Qin Yan's whole body, as if it had brought her inexhaustible strength, her face regained its blood color, and her vain steps became as steady as Mount Tai again.

Immediately afterwards, the familiar cold and arrogant color resurfaced in Qin Yan's eyes.

She stretched her body slightly, took half a step forward, and whispered to the little girl in front of her, who was still a little stunned: "Qin Luo......, right?

After saying this, Qin Yan looked at Wei Xianfeng with a smile and asked, "Wei Xianfeng, can you start?"

Wei Xianfeng took his eyes back from the servant who sent mixed sauce noodles to Xia Sheng, and nodded coldly: "The sixteenth game of the clan competition, Qin Yan against Qin Luo, start now!"

As the words fell, a bright orange light rose into the sky for the first time, accompanied by bursts of sword light, just like a prosperous fireworks blooming under the scorching sun, and like a beautiful rain of flowers above everyone's heads.

At the same time, a proud cry resounded through the sky, and the apricot yellow and cyan flames intertwined and fell in the air, reflecting each other, and the high temperature and scorching waves, which were more than twice as terrifying as before, seemed to roast the earth to a boiling heat.

The battle has officially begun.

But Xia Sheng had just picked up the mixed sauce noodles in his hand.

His posture of mixing noodles is very careful and focused, like the most seasoned diner in the world, and he has never attached a single green onion to the wall of the bowl.

Then he opened his mouth and blew on the steaming, mouth-watering noodles, and suddenly said, "Now, tell me the whole process of this tribal comparison, and don't leave anything out." ”

Hearing this, Bi Qingwen immediately stood up from his seat and walked to Xia Sheng's side, but instead of sitting down, he bent over and said in a deep voice: "Yes, Childe!"