The guards had already prepared the carriage at the rockery pass, and it took several more trips back and forth to finish moving the things, and each of them had a smile on their faces that could not be concealed, and one person could divide two thousand taels, enough for them to work for decades.

Ten wagons slowly descended the mountain, carrying not only the seized property, but also the bodies of brothers who had died in battle.

"It's a pity that people don't live in such a nice place." Dowling looked at the scenery and said.

Liang Yong replied disapprovingly: "If my brother likes it, I will give this hungry wolf peak to my brother after I go back, do you think it?" ”

"Is that okay?" Dowling turned his head to look at Liang Yong.

"That's not easy!" Liang Yong patted his chest and said.

"Then I'll thank Brother Liang first." Dowling clenched his fists and thanked him.

After this crackdown on bandits, the two have already called each other brothers.

The descent was much faster than the uphill, and it didn't take long for me to return to the first line.

Outside the sky, the people were looking forward to it with banners, and when they came back, they all cheered, and Dao Wuji was even more excited to shed tears.

The carriage procession drove into the sky, and the people saw the tragedy of the escort, and their eyes were red one by one, and their evaluation of the escort in their hearts also improved.

"Son! Son, how are you? Dao Wuji walked through the crowd and took Dowlin into his arms.

"Daddy... You're a little harder—" Dowling broke free with his teeth cracked.

"Blame me, blame me, your blood... Are you hurt? Dao Wuji looked at his son distressedly and asked.

"It's all the blood of the bandits, I've only had a little skin wound, and I've already bandaged it." Dowling smiled and comforted Dao Wuji.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay! Today, everyone went to the restaurant to eat and celebrate the heroes! Dao Wuji shouted with a wave of his hand.

Immediately, the people and the convoy shouted with joy.

In the back kitchen of the restaurant, Dao Lin was busy, the dishes had been washed by him, and they had all been cut by him, he originally wanted to cook himself, but was stopped by Dao Wuji.

"You're the protagonist today, everyone is waiting for you, but you're cooking here, spreading it, where is your father's face going?" Dao Wuji grabbed Dowling's arm and dragged him out of the back kitchen.

Dowling sorrow! After the washing just now, he has broken through to the five-rank martial artist, but the 120 points of experience he used in Hungry Wolf Peak have not been earned, and he is even farther away from the 1,000-point "Ku Ding Solving Cattle Knife Method".

He was reluctantly pulled by Dao Wuji into the lobby on the sixth floor, which was already overcrowded at this time, and the second and third floors were also full.

"Let's welcome our great hero Dowling with the warmest applause!" Seeing Dowling enter, someone immediately shouted, and at the same time, enthusiastic applause and cheers roared.

"Dowling!"

"Dowling!"

"Dowling!"

Dowling waved his hand a little embarrassedly, then looked at his father.

Dao Wuji comprehended, and said to everyone with a smile: "On behalf of Daolin, I thank everyone for your support, everyone eats and drinks well today, and if you don't get drunk, you won't return!" ”

The guys immediately began to serve the food, and the guests cheered, and after a while, a group of people began to eat with cups and cups.

Dao Lin and Dao Wuji, father and son, and Liang Yong came to the private room on the second floor, after all, Liang Yong was the captain from the county, so he couldn't let anyone sit in the lobby.

"This time the bandit Daolin has made a big effort, otherwise we will definitely be wiped out." Liang Yong praised after drinking a glass of wine.

"Brother Liang is too modest, if you didn't drag down the large-scale bandits, how could the younger brother reach the cottage so easily, so Brother Liang and the brothers of the escort team are the first merit, you say yes, Dad." Dowling said sincerely, and then the conversation changed to his father.

"You call me dad, I call Captain Liang brother, Captain Liang calls you brother, how is this ranking." Dao Wuji covered his forehead and said.

"Each talks about its own, let's talk about age, I talk about friendship with the Taoist brothers, it's not the same." Liang Yong said with a laugh.

"That's right! I salute Brother Liang! Dowling raised his glass and saluted.

"Good! Brother Dao accompanies a cup!. Liang Yong raised his glass, and then pouted Dao Wuji's wine.

The three of them drank one cup after another with laughter, and the dishes on the table gradually ran out.

"Son, go and let Lao Du prepare a few more dishes." Dao Wuji commanded with his tongue.

"Dad, you and Brother Liang drink first, and I'll go in person." Dowling stood up and said, then looked at Liang Yong and asked, "What does Brother Liang want to eat?" ”

"The whole peanuts are fine, as long as they can be drunk." Liang Yong burped and said with a red face.

"Okay, I'll come when I go." With that, Dowling opened the door of the private room and walked out.

The guests in the lobby were almost gone, and only a few of them were still fighting with the brethren of the escort.

Dowling went straight to the back kitchen, where he was going to make a dish of plum vegetables and peanuts.

Help the cook bring dry firewood to make a fire, pour cold oil into the pot, the oil temperature is 30% hot, pour the peeled peanuts into the pot and start stirring constantly.

When the skin of the peanut is slightly yellow and the fragrance is released, Dowling scoops out the peanut.

"Medium fire!" Dowling shouted, and the assistant chef who was in charge of pulling and sealing the box on the side immediately pulled hard.

When the oil is hot, Dowling pours the umeboshi into the pan and turns the spoon continuously until the umeboshi is fried until it is crispy and removed.

Leave a little base oil in the pot, Dowling puts the prepared ginger slices into the pot, stir-fry a few times with a spoon, add a little water, hoisin sauce, tomato paste, oil, salt, chicken essence, sugar, and stir the seasoning until it becomes thick.

"Fire!" Dowling poured the peanuts back into the pot, stir-fried, when the peanuts were evenly covered with juice, then poured the fried plum cabbage into it, added white sesame seeds, stir-fried a few times and then removed from the pot.

"Young owners are getting better and better at cooking." The cooks watching from the sidelines were full of praise.

Dowling replied as he plated, "It's not that the chefs have taught it well. ”

"Where is it, it is the good tutor of the owner, and the young owner is talented." Lao Du took the lead and complimented.

Dowling returned to the private room with peanuts.

"Why have you been there for so long?" Dao Wuji asked.

"Doesn't Brother Liang want to eat peanuts, how can ordinary fried peanuts be worthy of Brother Liang, so I made a dish of delicious plum vegetables and peanuts, Brother Liang try it." With that, Dowling placed the plate on the table.

Liang Yong picked up a peanut and tasted it, it was crispy and delicious, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"It's really good, it's really a tiger father without a dog, your father made a good dish, and now you also make a good dish." Liang Yong kept picking up peanuts and putting them in his mouth.

"Brother Liang has eaten my father's cooking?" Dowling said curiously.

"Of course, the Buddha jumping over the wall that your father did at the beginning, and now I still drool when I think about it." Liang Yong seemed to recall the delicious food he had eaten, and his face was full of satisfaction.

Dao Wuji looked at Dao Lin, patted his chest proudly and said: "Let me tell you, when it comes to cooking, your father has never coaxed anyone, when your grandfather came back from the imperial capital, I served every day, the old man said that the food I cooked was delicious, what does this mean, it means that Lao Tzu has been recognized by the emperor's imperial kitchen.!" ”

"Then why didn't you cook later?" Dao Lin asked with a puzzled expression, because even if Dao Wuji taught him to cook before, it was all taught orally, even if he did it himself, he never let himself taste it, as long as the vegetables were fried, he would directly pour them out.

The smile on Dao Wuji's face was gone, and he picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip, his face full of loneliness.