Fennel Hill

A wine shop specializing in Yunnan cuisine in Qingpingfang,

"Life also has a life, can An be able to sigh and sit down?"

Mr. Wei drank high again, turning the broken clay wine glass brought out from Guobei County in his hand, muttering poems in his mouth, and looking at the candlestick on the table with a somewhat hazy look.

He used to teach, and he was a talented student, but he didn't know why he didn't continue to participate in the imperial examination, and he didn't know why he went to that remote county and became a teacher.

Down-and-out literati, after drinking a lot of wine, they will be sour.

Three dishes were ordered on the table, one soup.

Yundian is located in the southwest of Daliang, about thousands of miles away from here, in summer, the rainy season is frequent. The most delicious delicacy in the mountains of Yunnan at this time is to belong to this fungus.

Also called mushrooms.

I don't know how the boss here preserves it, the mushrooms that are thousands of miles away are transported to this Shangqiu City and always keep them fresh.

Stir-fried porcini mushrooms with dried chili peppers and meat oil.

Stir-fried dried mushrooms from slices of ham and meat.

Scalding tofu sprinkled with spices after blanching in an iron pot.

There is also a pot of hen and gastrodia stewed, and the color is creamy yellow.

By the way, there's also a dish of salt-grained peanuts.

I ordered a pot and "rolled a bite" of my favorite cheap spirit, using a notched clay cup brought out from home.

Eat two mouthfuls of food, drink wine, and chant two lines of poetry to express the sadness in your heart, Mr. Wei drank more and more wine.

Watching Mr. Wei eat deliciously, the king fireflies on the side can't feel the joy of food.

He never thought that he would be so bold to hire him as a handlebar owner this time.

It's been less than a few hundred miles before we run into such trouble. He is a cart puller, and if he suffers from this kind of thing, he will be finished.

Looking at Mr. Wei, who was still drinking and his body had begun to shake with the candles in the candlestick, Wang Huoke depressedly took out the cigarette gun from his waist, approached the flame in the candlestick on the table, and sucked it up with a click.

A hammer a day, why is it unlucky.

There are several inns next to this fennel building that makes Yunnan cuisine, and the two found the nearest one, which is called Junle Inn.

At about the end of the day, the two of them left their luggage at the inn, tied the carriage, took the key to the door, and let the shopkeeper check the guide with them, and then came to the restaurant to eat.

Chirp!

A fat pigeon, covered in red with bright tail feathers, struggled and emerged from a bowl that was erected on its side.

When I went to the inn to open the room today, and when I moved my luggage from the carriage, Wang Huoke found that a fat pigeon the size of a palm was sleeping in the pile of chopsticks that several people had not cleaned up after eating a few days ago.

There were a few grains of rice left in the small crucible where the people were cooking at the time, and in the bowls used by several people.

At this time, the rice that stubbornly stuck to the bowl and the pot was gone, and then looked at the fat bird with smooth hair, Wang Huoke understood.

It turns out that cherishing food starts with birds.

Held in the hands of the king firefly, the fat bird did not panic, but struggled slightly, shook its feathers, and lay down.

When Mr. Wei saw this fat pigeon, after listening to Wang Huozi's words, he looked at it twice more and didn't care anymore.

No one can associate this stupid, stupid, fat bird with the heavy bird that fights the divine beast and tears the tiger and leopard alive.

It was also when the two of them came to eat just now, so they simply brought the bird, took some vegetables from each plate, asked the store for a bowl of rice, and threw it aside.

"Eh, you're having dinner here, what are you two doing?" Wang Huofan asked in a low voice as he crossed his hands on the table, leaned sideways.

Mr. Wei, who was a little shaken from the drink, heard the words of the people around him and slowly turned around, "Oh......! They haven't come back yet. ”

Rubbing his temples and muttering for a while, Mr. Wei continued leisurely, "Go...... Put this "get out" at the door. ”

"Singing and crazy after drinking, don't think about idle things in front of the door......" After speaking, Mr. Wei stood up with a sway, lifted the wine jar with a red note on the table and the words "Roll a bite", and shook it slightly.

Wang Huofan hurriedly put down the cigarette gun in his hand and put his hand behind Mr. Wei, he was worried that this person would "slip" under the table.

The last bit of liquor in the jar was poured into the broken clay glass, and it was not until the last drop was exhausted that Mr. Wei put the jar down.

"I have been cowardly so much, but my hands are not shaking. "Look at the glass that was full of wine after pouring, and did not spill a single cent.

Wang Huoworm muttered and stood up, picked up the wine jar on the table and walked out of the door, bypassed the guests who came in and out, walked to the side of the steps outside the restaurant, inadvertently put the wine jar on the ground, and then walked back to the dining table slowly.

One was drinking, one was smoking, and the other was chirping.

The candles on the table are shaking and shaking, the shop is full of people, and the wine and food are fragrant.

The Qingping Fang outside the door is like this, the lights are bright, bustling, and the traffic is busy.

"Hurry up, hurry up, autumn equinox! It must be here, I've been jumping on the eaves here for almost an hour, and I'm dying of hunger. ”

Mixed with the crowd, the sound seemed so small.

"Yo, that wine jar, "get a sip"? looks like this is it!"

On the roofs of Qingpingfang, two figures jumped up one after another, and then stopped on the roof of the Junle Inn.

Han Qiufen and the scholar saw the jar placed at the door of the restaurant, and hurriedly went around to the uninhabited alley behind the inn and jumped down from a high place.

After a while, a man dressed in navy blue, with two machete-like thick eyebrows, and a smiling face, walked out of an unnamed alley in the middle of the crowded street.

Immediately behind him was a handsome young man dressed in a dark vermilion robe.

The two walked quickly into the Xilou where the wine jar was placed at the door.

Pedal Pedal Ped

The scholar who was walking in front suddenly turned around and ran down the street, Han Qiufen looked at him suspiciously, but unconsciously clenched his fists.

"Wine jar!"

Running out and picking up the jar of wine on the ground, the scholar ran back again, carrying the edge and dangling it in front of the autumn equinox.

"Hurry! starvation!"