In an open-air Lantern Festival stall on the street, there are not many people on the stall and there is no junior, only a young stall owner who is not very skilled and busy.

Picture a quiet Lin Zheng and Wang Zixuan picked a place by the street and sat down.

The young stall owner walked over with a smile when he saw someone sitting down, threw the towel he had put on his shoulders to clean up the table.

"Two guest officers, I only have sweet Lantern Festival and salty Lantern Festival on this stall, the average price is a penny, Lantern Festival soup quenches thirst and drinks casually, I don't know how many of you come?"

Wang Zixuan looked at Lin Zheng, Lin Zheng smiled and pointed to the hot pot on the side: "Ten sweet ones, divided into two bowls." ”

"Gotcha. The young stall owner nodded, and immediately walked over to the steaming cauldron and ordered ten sweet Lantern Festivals.

Ten Lantern Festivals were put into the pot, and the stirred boiling water fell on the arm of the young stall owner, provoking him to take a few steps back away from the hot pot.

When he turned around, he saw Lin Zheng looking at himself, so he smiled embarrassedly: "My stall has just opened, and I am not very skilled, but the guest officer can rest assured, my Lantern Festival material is ancestral, and the taste must be great, which is many grades stronger than my technique." ”

Lin Zheng smiled and nodded without saying much, and Wang Zixuan looked at the young stall owner with a scrutinizing look in his eyes, both of them saw the difference between the young stall owner and ordinary people.

Not long after, the two bowls of Lantern Festival exuded heat and were brought up by the young stall owner and put in front of Lin Zheng and the others.

The two of them already love sweets, and the young stall owner boasted that his Lantern Festival was an ancestral ingredient for a while, so he directly picked up chopsticks and tasted it.

A lantern festival was in his stomach, Lin Zheng raised his head and looked at Wang Zixuan, and both of them saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

And this taste is by no means something that this kind of open-air stall can have, but it is no problem to rely on this Lantern Festival to support a restaurant.

Wang Zixuan wiped his mouth and looked at the young stall owner: "Little brother, I'm afraid you're not the imperial chef in the palace at home, right?"

In the open-air stall, except for Lin Zheng and Wang Zixuan, the rest of the diners had already gotten up and left, and the young stall owner was leaning against a big tree on the side of the street when he saw Wang Zixuan asking, and his eyes showed a little melancholy: "Ah, my father's surname is Sun, and he was indeed the palace chef who was mainly responsible for dim sum." ”

Wang Zixuan couldn't help but feel a little interested when he saw the melancholy in the eyes of the young stall owner: "You said that Uncle Sun used to be the imperial chef in the palace, but now it's not?"

"Ahh Seeing that no one was seated on the street, the young stall owner was idle for a while, so he nodded and told Wang Zixuan his story.

"Those who can be imperial cooks in the palace are all skills passed down from the ancestors for three generations, and the ancestral secret recipes have never been passed down. ”

The young stall owner continued with a willow leaf in his mouth: "My father is naturally no exception, he was originally from Yizhou, and it was because of this Lantern Festival that he entered the palace as an imperial chef. ”

Lin Zheng had already finished eating at this time, and the second one said with a smile: "No wonder it's so delicious." ”

The young stall owner nodded and smiled happily: "Thank you for the compliment." ”

"What happened later?" Wang Zixuan continued to ask, "The emperor asked about the secret recipe for the ingredients of this Lantern Festival?"

The young stall owner spit out the willow leaves in his mouth: "No, the emperor was so enlightened and created a prosperous Zhou Dynasty, how could he embarrass my father because of this kind of thing? It's a pity that the immortal died so early......

Wang Zixuan naturally knew that the emperor would not, and he was just testing the young stall owner to see if he was making up a story for himself.

"What is the reason for that?"

The melancholy in the young stall owner's eyes gradually turned into remorse, and finally he sighed softly: "It's because of me." ”

At this time, even Lin Zheng's interest was hung out: "Because of you?"

"That's right. The young stall owner nodded: "I also said before, the imperial chefs in the palace are all ancestral secret recipes, even if the emperor asks about it, he will not say it in death, so my father naturally wants to pass on this secret recipe that is difficult for outsiders to find, so that my son can continue to be the imperial chef in the palace in the future." It's just that I was young and vigorous at that time, and I saw all kinds of masters flying around the wall in the palace all day long, how could I be willing to be only a cook for the rest of my life? So I ignored my father's obstruction and left Luoyang alone to find the hidden sect to study. I was lucky enough to really meet the guidance of a master to worship a hidden world sect and learn some methods, but when I returned to Luoyang and wanted to show off in front of my father, an old stubborn, I found that he had a stroke after I left, but he didn't see me before he died......"

Speaking of this, the young stall owner's eyes turned red: "I opened this stall to comfort my father's spirit in the sky, just wait for the day when the taste of this Lantern Festival becomes famous all over the world, I will also enter the palace like my father to be a royal chef." ”

Lin Zheng and Wang Zixuan were silent, the young stall owner knew martial arts, and the two had already seen it, but the two of them couldn't imagine that the young stall owner was not here to plot against the two of them, but that there was really a story that would make him give up martial arts and become a little chef here.

Seeing that the two were silent, the stall owner first laughed: "It's rare for someone to talk to me so much, I'll invite you for this meal, while it's hot." ”

Noticing that there were people seated on the street one after another, the young stall owners also began to get busy, asking table by table, and ordering dozens of sweet and salty Lantern Festivals.

Lin Zheng and Wang Zixuan ate the Lantern Festival in silence, and when they came back to their senses, they were surrounded by a group of diners, but the two were not afraid at all, but ate the Lantern Festival in their bowls unhurriedly.

Soon, some of the diners stood up and walked towards the table of Lin Zheng and the others, and the young stall owner on the other side, who had already noticed that something was wrong, stepped forward to block the visitor.

"Hey guest officer, my stall is small, I can only eat and not make trouble. The young stall owner said with a smile.

The person who came looked at him and threatened: "Get out of the way, dare to delay Lao Tzu's errand, don't say it's this mess, I will smash it for you." ”

As soon as these words fell, all the diners except Lin Zheng and the others stood up and looked at the young stall owner coldly.

Seeing this, the young stall owner's face suddenly darkened: "I just said that it's all over the meal, why is it suddenly full of people, it turns out that there is trouble." ”

The man snorted coldly: "Still not out of the way?"

"I don't know how to write the word get out of the way. The young stall owner was angry, and raised his foot and kicked at the man.

Who knew that instead of kicking this person away, this kick would shake himself back a few steps.

This person snorted coldly: "Longqingmen?

"Second-rate sect?" The young stall owner was furious when he heard this, he didn't even see his father for the last time because he practiced martial arts in Longqingmen, but this person turned out to be called a second-rate sect in Longqingmen?

Lin Zheng and Wang Zixuan glanced at each other, understanding that something might happen to the young stall owner if they continued, so they got up and grabbed the young stall owner.

Wang Zixuan pressed the young stall owner and looked at the person in front of him coldly: "Looking for me?"

This person snorted coldly and pointed at Wang Zixuan and Lin Zheng: "It's good to stand up early, only now come out to protect this stunned young man, and someone will take the two of them away for me." ”

Everyone stepped forward to surround Lin Zheng and the two, and the two did not resist and followed these people out of the stall.

The young stall owner watched Lin Zheng and Wang Zixuan being taken away, and sat on the chair decadently and laughed at himself: "I'm really a waste, not only did I not recover this secret recipe from my ancestors, but even Wu Ye only practiced half-heartedly." ”

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of several men, and rushed to stop them.

On the other side, Wang Zixuan and Lin Zheng were surrounded by the crowd and walked forward, not because these people were invincible, but because they really wanted to see what kind of power these people came from.

Both Lin Zheng and Prince Xuan of Longqing Gate know each other, and Lin Zheng is especially familiar with it, because this sect is located in Shuzhou. In the Zhou Dynasty, although the strength of Longqingmen is not top-notch, but the master of the sect also has the strength of a half-step immortal to raise the top, and those who can call Longqingmen second-rate sects are probably only some hidden sects, so there is no problem for these people not to know the two of them.

After walking for about a stick of incense, these people finally dispersed in front of a restaurant, the leader of the person walked in first, and the rest of the people also forced Lin Zheng Wang Zixuan to walk in.

Lin Zheng and Wang Zixuan are naturally not afraid, Wang Zixuan's strength is looking at how many places in the world can not be obtained? And Lin Zheng's strength has also reached the top of the immortals, and after opening the eyes of the sky, the strength is far beyond that of ordinary immortals.

This restaurant is located in a prosperous neighborhood, which should be very lively, but now it is quite deserted, except for the group of people behind Lin Zheng and the others, there is only one table on the first floor where a middle-aged man sits.

The middle-aged man sat behind the table, with a plate of peanuts and a pot of rice wine in front of him, and was drinking himself through a few dim lampstands.

The leader stepped forward and clenched his fists: "My lord, I brought it to you." ”

The middle-aged man was drunk, and when he heard the middle-aged man speak, he noticed that someone had come in, he raised his eyes to look at Lin Zheng and Wang Zixuan and asked lightly, "When Goldfish Wei captured my young master, he was with you?"

When Wang Zixuan heard that he came from afar because of this matter, he couldn't help laughing: "Just because of this?"

The leader saw that Wang Zixuan's attitude was so arrogant, so he stepped forward and wanted to start: "You can answer whatever the adults ask you, don't think that you are still outside." ”

"I let you do it?" the middle-aged man roared in a low voice.

The leader of this person stopped in mid-air stiffly before his actions fell on Wang Zixuan, and the next moment he obediently retreated: "I'm sorry for my lord......"

"Hmm. The middle-aged man didn't pursue it, but continued to look at Wang Zixuan: "Let me ask again, what is the relationship between the two of you and Goldfish Guard?"

Wang Zixuan shook his head: "If you offend us just because of this, you will definitely regret it very much." ”

Lin Zheng knew Wang Zixuan's temper, and he didn't say much, just waited to see how this group of people died.

"You don't say it. The middle-aged man seemed to have woken up from wine, his eyes suddenly became clear, and the breath of the immortal caressing the top gradually dispersed when he stepped on it.

"Huh. Wang Zixuan smiled contemptuously: "Since you want to know, I'll tell you, I have a superior-subordinate relationship with Jinyuwei." ”

After that, Wang Zixuan made a bang!