The fish in the eyes of the array had already been digested by Hou Jiuming.

After all, they are wild, and they have become fierce beasts, let them in Lingtian, maybe they will be a scourge to Linggu that day.

After finishing the service, Lingtian Hou Jiuming thought about it and decided to go out for a walk.

Every city in the Northern Moon Dynasty had monks in charge, and even though it had been several years since the catastrophe, there had been no damage.

Therefore, the city is still as lively as before.

The vendors are hawking, the flow of people is surging, and it is a busy scene.

Out of the house, Hou Jiuming came to the street aimlessly, looking at the crowded crowd, he didn't know where to go for a while, and knew that a wisp of fragrance wafted into his nose.

When I turned my head, there was a row of stalls selling snacks on the street next to me.

"Sure enough, it's the food that soothes people's hearts."

Raised his feet to the first stall.

The owner of this stall was a middle-aged man, not tall, but very strong, and there was a strange way of life in front of him, and the cakes were baked in it.

And next to the stove, there is a eucalyptus board with a large dough, rolling pin, kitchen knife and other items.

"Does Childe want to eat yakiniku? Two pennies a piece, eat and cook. The man looked at Hou Jiuming expectantly, his eyes flashing with inexplicable longing.

"Two of them." As he spoke, he took out four copper plates from his sleeve, which was actually a storage bag, and threw them into a porcelain bowl on the eucalyptus board.

"Jingle bell~" rang, and there were a lot of copper plates, which fell into it accurately.

Seeing the copper plate, the man became even more enthusiastic, and immediately reached out and pulled out a small ball of noodles from the dough and kneaded it, "Childe, wait a minute, it will be fine soon." ”

When the man spoke, he skillfully kneaded the dough into a round ball, then dug a small hole in it, took a small amount of salt from the spice jar on the table, put the spices into it, and dipped a little grease in the fast.

"The Ronin Who Started from Douluo"

After doing this, he gathered into a ball again, rolled the dough pin, and in a few moments, a round cake with a large bowl mouth was formed, and the man put the cake in his hand, and took water from another bowl containing water to smear one side.

When the surface is wet and sticky, take the cake into the oven and stick it to the wall.

After the three, as concocted, in just one tea time, all four cakes were done.

Not long after the fourth cake was pasted, the first one was baked.

Just when Hou Jiuming thought that the other party was going to use some kind of tool to take it out, he saw the man reach into the stove with his bare hands, and quickly took out the baked baked cake.

This move made Hou Jiuming admire for a while, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

"Awesome!"

The rarity of the seller of baked cakes leaked a touch of pride.

"Childe smiled, the craft of eating, practice makes perfect."

In this regard, Hou Jiuming nodded with a smile.

In my previous life, I read on the Internet that the person who sold fried fritters took out the fried fritters from the oil pan with his bare hands.

Now it is understandable for men to say this.

After a while, all four baked cakes were ready, and the man wrapped them in a plant leaf and handed them to him.

After taking the baked cake and thanking him, Hou Jiuming turned around and came to a place next to him that sold cooked meat, and handed the cake to the boss.

The boss didn't seem to be surprised by this kind of thing, so he immediately took it and asked, "What kind of meat does the son want to eat, fat or thin?" ”

"This~" Hou Jiuming pointed to the very bright red and textured lean pieces of meat on the stall.

"Okay, wait a minute!" The boss didn't say the price, after all, with Hou Jiuming's dress, he was not bad at first glance.

"Da Da Da Da~" The boss's fat fingers grabbed the cooked meat that was pointed out, put it on the eucalyptus board, cut the meat until it rose and fell quickly, and in the blink of an eye, a small pile of even and thin meat slices was cut out.

After that, use a knife to separate the pancakes, leaving the bottom ends connected and continuous, into two slices, and then stuff the cut lean meat into them, and make a pancake with meat.

It's full of meat.

Waiting for the boss to do it, Hou Jiuming took the meat sandwich bun and walked while eating.

If you see something delicious on the road, you will buy it directly and carry it in your hand.

After a while, he carried a lot of things in his hands, all of which were food.

Walk out of the snack street and enter the main road in front.

There are many shops here, such as Qinglou Chu Pavilion, Tea House Theater, Pharmacy Tavern, etc., etc

After eating snacks all the way, Hou Jiuming did not enter the Internet tavern, and came directly to a teahouse.

At this time, it is just after noon, and most of the people who have eaten will come to the teahouse to listen to books and drink tea.

Compared with the theater, you still need to charge tickets, and the things inside are so expensive that the teahouse is a cheap place to consume.

A copper plate and a pot of tea stems can also stay for an afternoon, and after drinking, they can still store water, and no one will rush.

There are also private rooms on the second floor, dedicated to those with status.

After Hou Jiuming arrived, he didn't go to the second floor, found a seat facing the street, and sat with a strange strong man with a knife.

The other party has an open chest and exposed breasts, a scruffy beard, and many calluses on his hands, and he looks like a person in the rivers and lakes.

Maybe it's because of this that he is the only one at this table, and no one else dares to sit down.

Now Hou Jiuming's indifferent seat immediately attracted the attention of many teahouse guests, including the strong man.

"Hey, this scholar is so bold that he dares to sit with such a murderer."

"But no, that guy is not a good person at first glance, this scholar is also a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, and he doesn't know the sinister world."

"Hehe, there's a good show to watch now......"

The people in the teahouse are gloating, some are holding melon seeds to watch the excitement, and some are indifferent, all kinds of expressions, and so on.

But then those who wanted to see the excitement were disappointed, although the strong man was fierce on the surface, his temperament was really not as good as the outside, after Hou Jiuming sat down, the other party nodded, and then focused on the storytelling.

“………… That Cao Liuxia traveled hundreds of miles to obtain elixir for Wang Laohan, but the way of heaven is impermanent, and on the way back, it is ............"

The storyteller is like a river, telling stories that he doesn't know where he heard them, and telling them passionately and immersively, if he doesn't know, he thinks this happened to him.

…………

"Wow, it's so lively here, cousin, why don't we go in and have a look?"

Outside the lively teahouse, a crisp girl who didn't fit in here suddenly whispered.

I saw a handsome man in a black black robe and a masked woman standing in front of the teahouse on the crowded street.

Behind the two of them, there was also a servant and a maid following.

"Since my cousin wants to see it, let's go in and have a look." As he spoke, he made an inviting gesture and asked the masked woman to go first.