Chapter 42: A Few Rare Drunkenness
The happiest person in the group was probably Xiaohu, who cheered and couldn't wait to sit at the table and start eating a lot, which was worthy of the fat on his body.
The streets are bustling with people, unless they are good drinkers, otherwise they have basically finished their meals and come to the streets for leisure.
The city is stable, the people are happy, because of the power of a sword, it is actually a scene of peace and prosperity in a border town, Chen Feng is a little emotional.
In this turbulent world, I don't know how long this peace will last.
Xiaohu smelled the sudden smell of wine on the street, and hurriedly guided everyone to find it. Although Chen Feng has a keen sense of energy, he can't distinguish the fragrance of this kind of food even if he smells it. This fat man has no other skills, and no food within a radius of a few miles can escape his nose. It is said that "the fragrance of wine is not afraid of deep alleys", probably because they thought that people like him existed.
At this moment, the saliva in his mouth was secreting wildly, as if his soul had been snatched away. Even Zhang Sansheng's eyes lit up at this time. Chen Feng is embarrassed, these two people not only smell the same, but they are also drunkards, which is really a big fate.
When the group stopped, there was a small restaurant in front of them, with an endless stream of guests, and three big characters were written on the plaque: Drunken Immortal Building.
Looking at the demeanor and shape of the word, it is coherent and chic, and it is integrated.
"I guess the person who wrote this plaque also drank three bowls of wine. Chen Feng thought to himself. The footsteps moved, and the group had already stepped into the store.
The shopkeeper had a towel on his shoulders and a slightly loose hat, and when he saw everyone walking into the store, he immediately greeted him with a smile.
"How many of them are sharp, or do you live in the hotel?"
"It's both sharp and lived, you still have a room here. Chen Feng said with a smile.
The corner of Xiao Er's eyes quickly swept over the team, and after determining the number of people, he smiled all over his face.
"Yes, yes, there are seven guests in total, and our rooms can accommodate two people each, but you may have to open four rooms. ”
Chen Feng pondered for a moment.
"Wen Jie and Qingluan live in one room, Brother Leopard and Brother Wolf live in one room, Dao Chang and Brother Tiger live in one room, I ......" he smiled bitterly, "I'll live by myself." "It's definitely safer to stay outside with two familiar people than to live alone. Chen Feng has the highest cultivation in the group, and this arrangement is just right.
Everyone nodded.
"Okay, then open us four rooms. ”
"Okay, there are four rooms upstairs, Childe, please come with me, put down the luggage first, and then go downstairs to eat." After entering the money, the shopkeeper was naturally very happy, led everyone through the narrow wooden staircase, put the luggage in the room, and went downstairs.
The shopkeeper personally greeted him, a fat middle-aged man dressed in brocade clothes and wearing a round hat, with a funny thin figure-eight beard, and his beard fluttered with the movement of his lips as he spoke, looking very festive.
"Ladies and gentlemen, you want to eat something. The shopkeeper bent over and greeted the crowd.
"What are your signature dishes?" asked Chen Feng with a smile.
The business ability of the shop owner does not have to be weak at all, and a bunch of dish names fall out of his mouth like beads: "Roast chicken, aromatherapy pork ribs...... It is a delicacy with a lot of repeat customers, and the guest officer has just arrived, and the last time he eats it, it must be unforgettable. ”
Chen Feng nodded: "Then you see that there are seven of us in our group, and we are all extremely hungry, so let's just have two dishes per person, and put the dishes you just reported on fourteen." The shopkeeper was even happier when he heard the bold gesture of the person in front of him.
"Do you still need drinks?"
Without waiting for Chen Feng to answer, Zhang Sansheng first said: "Your place is called Drunken Immortal Building, and the name is very arrogant, I just don't know if your signature wine will smash your signboard?"
When the shopkeeper heard this, his face was full of pride.
"Guest officer, I don't dare to say that those dishes are the first in Daming Town just now, but this wine... But it must be a must in Daming Town. You'll find out how it is. ”
"Okay! go up to two jars first!" Zhang Sansheng looked quite happy.
Chen Feng was embarrassed, this Taoist priest only cared about being blind, but it was Miss Wu who had money in his hands. He quietly glanced at Wu Wenjie, who was sitting opposite, who was smiling and didn't seem to be unhappy. Only then did I realize that when I first met this woman, didn't I already succumb to her sentence of "being a booze"?
Needless to say, the three brothers are bandits in the mountains, and I'm afraid they don't have enough to drink, and they don't get drunk.
Chen Feng, the drunkard virtue of the Taoist priest, has seen it, so naturally there is no need to say more.
I'm afraid that Qingluan is not the only one in the group who doesn't drink much.
But it's okay, if a group of people are all drunk, there will always be someone to take care of, right? Even if they don't have to take care of a few big men, Wu Wenjie always has to take care of it. Maybe this is one of the reasons why Wu Deyang arranged for this delicate little girl to go with the eldest lady.
Not long after ordering the food, the shopkeeper sent one plate after another. When everyone looks at these dishes, they are fragrant, spicy or fresh, which makes people's appetite move.
After eating a meal for almost an hour, everyone was impressed by the craftsmanship of the chef of this drunken immortal building, and even more impressed by the word "drunken immortal".
What the shopkeeper said was true, two jars of wine drank six people heartily. The drink is slightly bitter in the mouth, but the aftertaste is sweet and refreshing, and you can't stop it.
How many times is it rare to get drunk in life?
It's just that when Chen Feng regained consciousness slightly, it was already the middle of the night.
Yuehua faintly shone into the windowsill, and Chen Feng lay on the bed in his room and straightened up.
He shook his head, he didn't feel dizzy and uncomfortable, thinking that the wine must be of good quality, even if he drank it heartily, it wouldn't hurt his head.
He got out of bed and pushed the door open.
Descending the wooden staircase, past a neatly arranged table, is the counter that enters the store.
He walked down the ladder to the counter.
This restaurant is guarded in the middle of the night, for those who travel long distances and arrive here in the middle of the night, which is not inconsiderate. But if you come here in the middle of the night, you only have a room to live in, and there is nothing to eat.
The shopkeeper who guarded the store today was the one who greeted them earlier. Chen Feng saw that he was already asleep, so he didn't bother and wanted to go out to breathe.
"Guest officer?" Chen Feng was turning around, but he heard the confused voice of the shopkeeper coming from behind. Chen Feng looked back at him: "I saw that my brother was taking a nap, so I didn't dare to disturb." ”
"Where, where, I accidentally fell asleep just now, it was a small dereliction of duty, what do you have to tell the guest officer?" the shopkeeper smiled professionally on his face.
But no matter whether he is professional and kind to others, he always smiles and greets people when he meets them, which always makes people feel in a good mood.
Chen Feng remembered the sword hall that the old beggar said.
"It doesn't matter, I just don't sleep well and want to talk to someone. ”
"The little ones are fine, if the guest officer doesn't dislike them, you can talk to the little ones. Although I don't have much knowledge, if I talk about the local customs, I have some stories in my stomach. ”
Chen Feng smiled: "That's very good, I want to ask my brother, about the sword hall here." ”
"Hahaha... The immortal gate in the Sword Pavilion is very capable!What does the guest officer want to ask about?" The shopkeeper laughed, and when he said "immortals", there was yearning in his eyes.
"The immortals in the Sword Pavilion have some magical powers. Chen Feng asked curiously.
"Uh..... I can't say it specifically, anyway, there is definitely no need to talk about sword moves, and it is common for Edgeworth to kill people," he thought for a moment and continued, "Moreover, in that sword hall, there are also some of the best sword-casting masters in the world today, who can create the legendary psychic consciousness and cut luck of the immortal treasure, which is very powerful." ”
Hearing the word sword, Chen Feng's eyes lit up.
"Anyway, although Daming Town is located in a remote area, there have been countless sword cultivators who have been looking for weapons here over the years, but most of them have returned. Because outsiders are usually not allowed to enter this sword hall, if the guest officer also wants to come to see the demeanor of the immortals, it can be regarded as the right time. ”
"What do you mean by that?"
"Although there are a lot of people in Daming City on weekdays, there are definitely not so many, and the prosperous scene of these days is all because of the ...... of the Daming Sword Pavilion every three years."
"Sword Meeting!"