It's still the Lonely Mountain Pavilion, or the dish on the table yesterday, the only difference is the person who accompanies you, and the celadon altar in the center of the table!

It was a pot soup with an extremely strong aroma.

As soon as Meng Li and the three of them entered the door, they could already smell the rich aroma in the pot of soup. They stared at the milky white soup in the crockpot, and their faces showed longing.

One of the top ten famous dishes in the world, it belongs to the signboard of Xizhou Boundary Water City, and the immortals known as the two immortals of Xizhou have won the laurels, and now, they can finally taste it with their own mouths!

A porcelain jar, pure white soup color. If it weren't for its intoxicating aroma, Meng Li would hardly have believed that this prosaic-looking "crockpot soup" was the legendary No. 1 dish in Xifu.

"Three sons, please taste it!"

When the three of them were in a daze, Liu Sheng picked up the spoon, scooped a bowl for the three of them, and put it on the table.

The three of them then sat down, each holding the bowl of white soup in front of them.

The first dish in Xizhou, the immortal is crowned!

Miss Bu was the first to be uncontrollable, without any ladylike image, she tilted her neck and drank it down.

"Ahh

A hearty mouthful.

Bu Yu wiped the soup from the corner of his mouth, revealing a satisfied expression.

"How is it?" Meng Li and Wang Ergou looked at her and said in unison.

Bu Yu nodded and smiled: "It's delicious!"

"Delicious?" Meng Li twitched the corners of his mouth, eager to give the other party a kick under the table, you are a snack known as a gluttonous in the food world, and you gave such an evaluation in the end? This is too perfunctory!

Bu Yu saw Meng Li's resentful eyes, and he didn't care, but he still said that.

"It's really delicious! After all, it's the No. 1 dish in our Xizhou!"

Bu Yu's chin couldn't help but tilt up again, who said that people who like to eat will definitely comment?

You yourself said that it was the No. 1 dish in Xizhou, and since it was the No. 1 dish, could it be unpalatable?

Meng Li, who was almost angry with a mouthful of old blood, no longer had hope for Bu Yu, so he simply tasted it himself.

The white soup is smooth, and although the soup is very thick, it is neither greasy nor greasy. The moment he entered his throat, Meng Lixiang sank to the bottom of the water, as if he had a feeling of returning to the Huaichuan River to fish again.

This feeling is ......

Fresh!

A spoonful of white soup in his mouth, Meng Li's eyes suddenly lit up.

That's right, this kind of flavor is the umami that concentrates the essence of all the fish and shrimp in the Huaichuan River! The essence of the No. 1 dish in Xizhou is originally in this word "fresh."

Immortals are laurels, and immortals are also fresh!

"What an immortal victory!" Meng Li put down the soup bowl, his face was shocked, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

Liu Sheng said with a smile: "What do you think of our No. 1 dish in Xizhou?"

Meng Li said with emotion: "This immortal is crowned, except for our Boundary Water City, I am afraid that it will be difficult to reproduce in other places." ”

Liu Sheng agreed: "What Gongzi said is that in order to cook this immortal Guigui, it is necessary to prepare hundreds of fresh fish and shrimp in advance, and this kind of thing can only be done by our Jieshui City near the Huaichuan Valley, even Xizhou City, which is a big city in Xizhou." ”

Hundreds of kinds of fish and shrimp were prepared in advance, and all of them were fresh, as a fisherman, Meng Li naturally knew what this meant, he looked at Liu Sheng, and said meaningfully: "I'm afraid this dish is not cheap!"

Liu Sheng said: "It's just a hundred taels of silver, which should be regarded as Liu Sheng's little heart for the three sons." ”

Meng Li said: "You have a heart!" When he talked to Li Bin yesterday, he had already learned that this immortal is a laurel, and the shops in the city are only a handful, and it is the signature dish of the Fujia Inn, which cannot be written off.

Seeing that Meng Li was satisfied, Liu Sheng immediately hit the snake with the stick and asked, "After the son finished breakfast, what are the arrangements?" ”

Meng Li said: "I'm going to go to the City Shoufu to find an adult surnamed Bai." ”

Going to the city guard mansion was the result of the discussion between the three of them last night, and Meng Li was not afraid of being known, so he simply said it.

He said it easily, but Liu Sheng didn't listen to it easily, and said in shock: "Father, is the son talking about that Bai Lord?"

Liu Sheng never expected that Meng Li would actually have a connection with the high-level of Jieshui City, that Lord Bai was a lord with hands and eyes to the sky!

Meng Li asked rhetorically, "Are there any other Bai Lords in Jieshui City?"

Liu Sheng smiled bitterly.

Yes, are there any other white adults in Jieshui City?

There is only one Lord Bai in Jieshui City, and this person is Bai Ye, the mirror envoy of Jieshui City.

But isn't the location of Lord Hakuya's office the Jianjing Mansion? When did it become the castle guard's house?

Liu Sheng thought so, but he didn't say much.

After breakfast, Meng Li and the three of them went their separate ways, Wang Ergou went to inquire about the situation in Jieshui City, and Bu Yu took Meng Li to visit her uncle Bai Ye in the city guard mansion.

However, after arriving at the city guard's mansion, Bu Yu realized that he had committed a common-sense problem.

Jieshui City is different from the water town where there are many temples and small bodhisattvas, and the functions and powers at all levels are clearly distinguished, in addition to the military and political affairs, the military affairs must also be distinct.

The military, government, and military powers each have their own office locations, not only for fear that these three powers will hinder each other, but also to prevent them from forming cliques and engaging in private gains.

Fourteen years ago, the imperial court set up a special mirror department, which was under the exclusive control of the imperial power, which could be cut first and then played.

The Jianjing Division supervises the world's warriors, and its power is so great that it can be compared to the six departments of the three provinces, and the Jianjing Mansion is located in the major cities.

Jieshui City is one of the only two large cities in Xizhou, and naturally there is also a Jianjing Mansion.

Bu Yu had been in the water town for a long time, especially under the influence of her father, and for a while she forgot that there was such an institution as Jianjing Mansion in Jieshui City.

After the two woke up, they turned to Jianjing Mansion, but fortunately, the two mansions were just a square apart, and the distance was not far.

After walking two streets, the two came to Xijingfang, where the Jianjing Mansion was located.

Xijingfang, although there is a static word, but this place does not give people a quiet feeling, on the contrary, the liveliness of Xijingfang is not worse than Bei'anfang, which is famous for its downtown area.

The sound of hawking along the street, the street vendors can be seen everywhere on the roadside.

As one of the oldest square districts in Jieshui City, Xijingfang is older than other square districts, both in terms of traffic streets and roadside houses. Fang stepped into this place, Meng Li was like a world away, and he thought that he had returned to Lishui Town, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of intimacy in his heart.

Vendors line the street from north to south.

There are those who sell steamed buns, and there are those who sell rouge jewelry.

There is also a noodle stall with two benches.

A coarse cloth shed to protect from the wind and rain is hung with a banner made of bamboo frames.

The bamboo frame has turned yellow, the banner cloth has turned old, and even the twisted "face" character on the top has worn off the three horizontal paths below, like an absurd "and" word.

When Meng Li saw the noodle stall, his eyes couldn't help but light up.

After walking for half a morning, my belly was already deflated.

Meng Li patted his stomach and reached out to the noodle stall and pointed.

Bu Yu nodded, followed Meng Li over, and shouted at the busy figure in front of the soup pot: "Boss, come two bowls of green onion noodles." ”

"Okay, two bowls of green onion noodles, please wait!" the boss's clear shout followed.

The small noodle stall can only have a square table with a bench on each side of the table.

And on one of the benches, a young man eating noodles was sitting at this time, fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a navy blue tight-fitting military uniform.

Meng Li came to the square table and said to the young man who was picking up a noodle and putting it in his mouth to savor it: "Friend, let's sit here, don't mind?"

The boy nodded, his face expressionless, and his jaw kept moving, giving people the feeling of chewing wax.

Is this noodle bad?

Seeing the young man's appearance, Meng Li couldn't help but be curious. The appetite that was originally good disappeared suddenly.

Bu Yu glanced at the shiny bench, didn't care, and sat down directly.

Meng Li was very appreciative when he saw her so happy.

This Miss Bu is also a temperamental person, don't look at her as a daughter from a famous family, but she is not bound by the secular rules, and she has always been informal when she goes out, which makes Meng Li, a big man, a little admired.

Meng Li sat on Bu Yu's side, waiting for the arrival of green onion noodles.

Soon two bowls of hot green onion noodles were served.

Two large black bowls, full of noodles, look quite appetizing.

Bu Yu smelled the fragrance in the bowl, and his eyes lit up and said, "Isn't this quite fragrant?"

The young man opposite, although he didn't say anything, his expression of eating noodles did affect Bu Yu.

For Miss Bu, a foodie, all food has a soul, and no matter how unpalatable it is, it shouldn't be expressionless.

It doesn't feel like you're tasting food, it's more like you're suffering from it.

Bu Yuruo's words attracted the attention of the other party, only to see the man put the bowl down, and said expressionlessly: "Did I say that it is not delicious?"

The eldest lady pursed her lips, did not answer, picked up the bowl and ate it herself.

Then he smiled contentedly.

When the young man saw the expression on Bu Yu's face, a flash of shock flashed in his eyes. Can you be so satisfied with a meal?

Meng Li said: "My friend is straightforward, if he offends Your Excellency, I will accompany him here." ”

The boy shook his head and did not speak.

Meng Li smiled, ignored the young man who was about the same age as himself, and began to eat the noodles in front of him.

At the entrance of the green onion noodles, Meng Wei shuddered and said, "This is the noodles boiled in fish soup?"

Jieshui City is rich in fish and shrimp, and cooking noodles with fish soup is also one of the local characteristics, not only this fish noodle soup, but also many snacks have the habit of using fish soup.

For example, there is a famous fish soup bun in Jieshui City, which is made with fish soup with filling, which is delicious and delicious.

Hearing Meng Li's surprise, Bu Yu seemed to have found a like-minded playmate, and said happily: "How about it, this bowl of noodles is not bad!"

Meng Li nodded, "Yes, yes, it's just a lot worse than the fish noodle soup I made." ”

"You can also make fish soup noodles, it would be nice to make fish soup!" Bu Yu thought that Meng Li was talking big, showing disdain.

They went from Shui Town to Jieshui City, along the way, Meng Li has not shown his cooking skills, to be honest, the things he made can only be regarded as average, and fish noodle soup is a complex process in eating.