Kong Jiusi said: "What should a good restaurant look like?"

"A thousand-year-old brand, there is inheritance, there is a connotation, and the dishes made have an aftertaste. Gu Wanwen said.

Yan Ping said that there should be signature dishes.

Gu Xiaowen also said that there should be elegance and elegance around the store.

It is only in a prosperous city that such a restaurant can be familiar with the tastes of the four directions, and then reconcile the flavors of the people, and finally become the unique flavor of their own family.

The more you talk, the hungrier you get. After a bamboo bridge in disrepair, a ruined stone bridge, and the ruins of a seven-hole bridge, its reflection in the water was stronger and clearer than itself.

A plank bridge, a single-plank bridge.

This evening, it seems that there are a lot of bridges. The wilderness of Shushan is full of water, so there are many bridges.

No, Kong Jiusi said: "If you want to eat the most beautiful dishes in the world, you have to twist and turn across many bridges." The world's delicious food is in the land of many waters, which is the truth of ancient and modern times. ”

There are no human beings.

Still no one is inhabited.

Gu Xiaowen and Yan Ping became more and more worried that Nayedian was still in this world.

The deserted village no longer exists, how can you come to the wild store?

The more you go, the darker it gets. Met a disciple of the Poison Mound Gate. Watch them under a dead vine. Didn't speak, just watched them cross another bridge.

"Under the withered vines, there is a shepherd boy standing in the past, which is the rivers and lakes of the past. Standing a demon is today's Shu Mountain. That's the difference, just a little bit off, but it's a lot wrong. Yan Ping felt that what he said was very tasteful.

Gu Xiaowen and Kong Jiusi both snorted at him. Said: "Say something upside down. ”

The disciples of the Poison Mound Sect obviously already knew who they were. Coming out of Yuelou City, it was already the second day, and the whole Shu Mountain knew the eight iron chains.

The moonlight smeared all things on the earth, and at this time, the heavens and the earth were like the jade realm of Qiongtian. The moonlight was like a trick, and it smeared a small ruined village in the wilderness.

It's here. This is the village where I came thirty years ago, on a moonlit night, and a group of children were telling ghost stories. At that time, nephrite flowers were planted in front of the house, and the fragrance of flowers filled the village.

"Thirty years?" Gu Xiaowen and Yan Ping were about to jump up, "Where else can I find any wild shops?"

Still followed Kong Jiusi into an alley with bamboo shadows, a wild cat stepped on the moonlight on the wall, and it itself was also a silhouette of a piece of moonlight.

The alley was as quiet as the footsteps of cats. Even when I pushed open the wooden door that was tilted by the inclined wall, there was a weak creak, and it seemed so bright in this night. It is like a sigh of a lonely person who has accumulated years.

What a place. Yan Ping sighed, so quiet at night, even eating a bowl of noodles is also unique.

Gu Xiaowen said angrily: "What a freehand place, it was originally quite a wild and interesting realm, but what you said about it was a shameful face, and the charm was completely lost." ”

Yan Ping said: "Is it very beautiful to be on the face?"

Kong Jiusi helped Yan Ping speak this time. "There is no distinction between high and low dishes in the world. ”

A girl came out with a lamp, the lampshade seemed to be unable to withstand the breeze, the girl put her hand to protect the firelight, leaving a shadow of her own gently swaying in the moonlight on the ground, swaying out a little style of half a moonlit night.

Gu Xiaowen felt that even if someone came to answer the door, he should be an old man on crutches. It's like the scenes in those picture books. But it's a young girl.

"There's a door, why don't you knock?" said the girl.

"The door could not be knocked on, and when it was knocked, it shattered. Kong Jiusi said with a grin.

Under the moonlight, Kong Jiusi's appearance of a dried corpse looked terrifying. The girl had seen it, but she was not afraid.

"Who are you?" asked the girl.

"An old guest thirty years ago, an old customer who has been hungry for thirteen years. Kong Jiusi said.

"You look really old and hungry. The girl smiled, but she couldn't see her smiling face, only her smile.

"What about these two, new guests?"

"New guests. Yan Ping said busily.

The girl was still a little hesitant, and an old man inside said: "Listening to this voice, could it be the guest surnamed Kong thirty years ago? Or is his soul coming? ”

"Come in. The girl was relieved to hear this.

The three of them went in. Gu Xiaowen and Yan Ping were puzzled. Listening to the girl's tone, this is really a restaurant.

The layout in the house is very simple, with a place of moonlight and a few insect chirps, a bit of a dream. It's a dream again. Déjà vu dreams.

"By the way, yesterday in the restaurant in Hongqiao Town, you have been thinking about it?" Gu Xiaowen suddenly remembered this and asked Yan Pingdao.

"I don't know. I don't know what I'm thinking, I just look around, I always think I've been to that place, but I really haven't. Yan Ping said.

The two of them stopped talking, and heard the sound of the girl going down to the kitchen to cook.

"What about the old man who spoke just now?" Gu Xiaowen asked Kong Jiusi, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.

"When he wants to see you, he will come out, and besides, why do you need to meet the cooks when eating?" Kong Jiusi said.

"We haven't ordered yet, what kind of dishes can she make here?" Yan Ping looked around, it was simple, except for the moonlight, which was gorgeous, everything else was too simple.

"This small shop has been open for more than 1,000 years, and when the old jar restaurant in Chengdu Mansion was not opened, this small shop was already in business. For more than a thousand years, they only sold one dish, so they didn't have to order it. ”

"I've heard of some mom-and-pop shops in the village, or at least three or four home-cooked dishes. Gu Wanwen said.

"Well, it's an ancestral dish. Yan Ping thought for a moment.

"Yes, just like a sword technique that has been polished for thousands of years, it is naturally very exquisite. Kong Jiu thought.

"It's just, what kind of guests will there be here?" Yan Ping looked around again.

Kong Jiusi laughed: "What are the guests? Only people who are destined can enter this store." Thirty years ago, I was able to enjoy this oral administration by accident. I think the two of you are also destined. will sit together tonight. ”

A gust of wind blew in, and the moonlight seemed to shake a little.

After many days of chasing and fleeing, and a few years of bloody battles in Shushan, tonight is like a safe dream.

Gu Xiaowen only felt that it was better to live a life in this wild village, to be safe and happy, than to order the rivers and lakes.

Thinking about it, I listened to Senior Kong talk about all kinds of things about this small shop. A faint sleepiness climbed up to the moonlight like water, like a silver fish in the water, swimming in the body, comfortable sleepiness, only a bundle of old dry straw spread on the ground.

Kong Jiusi said that there are hermits among people, and there are hermits in shops. Don't take profit as the return, just ask for a few people from all over the world to be a delicious confidant. Half a lifetime in business, it is enough to have a customer who understands the taste of the world - this is the purpose of this store. It has been passed down for several dynasties and operated for dozens of generations, only because of the plainness of the heart, so a dish can reach the realm of transformation and take refuge in the ordinary world. Just like the way of martial arts, abandon the flashy heart and dominate the feeling, so that you can practice a good sword style in an unintentional place.

It's a fantasy, but it's also in line with the scenery of this night. Yan Ping said with a smile, looking at the moonlight outside the door drawing the outline of the tree shadows on the ground, it was just an unintentional painting.

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