It was almost noon, and the courtyard of the Sword Control Hall was crowded with people, and it was almost full.

The guests were talking and full of interest, and suddenly heard a loud singing: "Good friends, please!" It's just right at noon, let's have a feast! ”

With the shouting of the old housekeeper Feng Bo, I saw a group of small servants carrying food boxes from the back kitchen, and plates of delicacies have been competing to serve on the table.

The guests who came to celebrate the birthday this time are all famous figures in the rivers and lakes, including the chef in charge of the birthday banquet, who is not an unknown person, but the former archdeacon of the imperial dining room, and people sent Liang Fukuan and Liang Laola, who are nicknamed "kitchen gods".

This old lady Liang is not only superb in cooking, but also quite good at martial arts, but unfortunately in recent years, he has the intention of retiring from the knife, if it weren't for the face of his old friend Xing Zhenliang this time, it would be really difficult for others to ask him to help.

Xiao Lei's eyes slipped between the various dishes, clearly looking salivating, Mu Yun looked secretly funny, so he lowered his voice and said: "I said Xiao Lei, don't look like you have never seen the world, and show people jokes in plain way." ”

Xiao Lei glanced at it, and sure enough, he saw that the faces of the three immortals of Zhongnan were disapproving, so he raised his eyebrows and said: "Who hasn't seen the world, Chef Liang's little soup and water master is actually tired of eating it for a long time, and he is willing to use chopsticks to reward him for his old and unproductive face." ”

Hearing this young master's words, even the faces of the four disciples of the Three Immortals of Zhongnan showed disdain, but Xiao Lei didn't care, and picked up the chopsticks and wanted to pick up the plate of braised pork with eight treasure sauce in front of him.

Yu Bingru couldn't laugh angrily when he saw this, and quickly patted the back of his hand, Xiao Lei didn't dare to make a mistake after all, so he could only cough dryly and withdraw the chopsticks, which made Mu Yun laugh more and more.

The dishes have been served, only to hear Feng Bo clear his throat, and sing again: "Please-Birthday Princess~"

When everyone heard this, they gave a standing ovation and cheers, and they were beaming with joy in the noise. At this time, Dan saw the door of the main hall open, and a stunning girl in a pink dress pushed a Wolong car and walked out.

On the top of the car sat a white-haired old man in good spirits, with a kind but hidden majesty, especially a pair of eagle eyes that were as sharp as a hook, which was hard to forget at first sight.

This old man is naturally Xing Zhenliang, the master of the Sword Control Pavilion, Mu Yun applauded with everyone on the one hand, and whispered to Yu Bingru on the other: "Senior sister, look, Xing Lao's eyes are really a bit terrifying, fortunately, Miss Xing didn't follow him at all, otherwise the word 'Ying' would really have to be written differently." ”

Yu Bingru also lowered his voice and said: "Xing Lao Yi became a member of the old Tianshan faction, and Fang won the reputation of 'Iron Wing Falcon' when he debuted. ”

Mu Yun listened to it leisurely, nodded again and again: "Be chivalrous and righteous, deter demons and evils, and the eldest husband should be like this." But Xing Lao, is he not good at doing it, otherwise why would he still rely on the chariot to travel? ”

Yu Bingru sighed lightly: "Back then, the Jingyu Demon Sect ravaged the martial arts, and Xing Lao fought the Demon King's 'Remnant Zhao' in a bloody battle, but in the end he was unfortunately defeated. He was then imprisoned in an underground water dungeon, where his legs were soaked in icy water for four years. ”

Mu Yun also had relatives in his heart after hearing this, and then he saw the birthday star Xing Zhenliang clasping his hands into fists, and said with a smile: "Good friends can take the time to come to the field today, I am really honored and grateful, and I thank you all my good friends with the girl here." ”

Although this voice is not very loud, it is still clear in the midst of the noise, which shows that the depth of this old skill is not in vain.

At this time, Xing Zhiying also stepped forward lightly, and said generously with a smile: "Uncles and seniors, brothers and sisters, Xiao Ying'er is so polite, today everyone has taken the trouble to come to my grandfather's birthday, this hospitality we will always remember in the Sword Museum, in this banquet has prepared a little wine to thank everyone, if there is any inconsiderate hospitality, please also ask everyone to be thousands of Haihan." ”

Although his ancestors and grandchildren have different words, the meaning of boxing and hospitality is the same, and everyone is naturally cheering again, and only listening to the congratulatory words such as "Fu is like the East China Sea Shoubi Nanshan" and "Nian Gao Deshao is young and immortal" echoed throughout the audience and heard endlessly.

There is no shortage of young men and scorching teenagers, who took the opportunity to give words to Xing Zhiying, and listened to a flying snow warbler who was shy and happy, with a tender face and a delicate and charming face, which made her seem like a begonia blooming and pretty.

Xing Zhenliang responded to everyone on the one hand, and motioned to Feng Bo to continue the charter with his eyes, Feng Bo naturally understood, and sang again with a perk of spirits: "Good friends, don't be polite, the craftsmanship of the chef of Yufeng Liang, please enjoy your face and taste." ”

The guests resigned, and finally sat down again, and after a few cups and lamps, the atmosphere in the venue became more enthusiastic.

Everyone has unconsciously let go of their reserve, regardless of whether he is a famous senior or a respected elder, when he arrives at the dinner table, he will inevitably have that innate fireworks.

Mu Yun and Xiao Lei can be called chess opponents and good talents, and the kung fu between cups, plates, spoons and chopsticks has obviously reached the realm of perfection.

Mu Yun didn't expect that although Xiao Lei was thin and small, his appetite could be comparable to his own, and he sighed and said with a smile: "Xiao Lei, didn't you say that you are tired of eating the dishes made by Chef Liang, so why do you eat so hard in the end?" ”

Xiao Lei burped, and said stiffly: "The master just hasn't eaten the dishes made by Chef Liang for a few days, so he is just a little nostalgic for a while, otherwise if he really relies on his craftsmanship, he Chef Liang is not ranked in the eyes of the master." ”

Mu Yun was amused when he heard this, but at this time, he heard the angry and dejected words of the person on the other side: "You little ruffian, you eat so many dishes and still talk cool things, haven't you heard the allusion of Kong Rong to make pears, or do you not know the truth of respecting the elders at all?" ”

Xiao Lei took a look at it, the person who dared to speak out was Chang Jing, the youngest of the four disciples of the Zhongnan Sect, and saw that the cups and plates in front of him were empty, and the corners of his mouth were not half shiny, which was indeed a model of 'respecting the elderly'.

It's just that the situation of his three senior brothers doesn't seem to be much better, at best, they only catch a few chopsticks and loose vegetables, but the three immortals of Zhongnan led by the colorless real person show the demeanor of the elderly, and they seem to be barely self-sufficient.

Xiao Lei looked at it clearly, and then smiled and said: "The little Taoist priest is right, after all, the little master has read books, so he naturally knows to respect the elders." Come on, come on, colorless real people, don't be polite, this chicken leg will be enjoyed by you. ”