Du Ziyuan could clearly feel that he was in a dream, and everything around him was hazy, as if he had been covered with a layer of mosaic. Only a small area around him is clear, but it also requires him to concentrate on observation. According to the "Great Dream Star Magic", when he can make the entire dream realm extremely clear, then he can almost step into the Melting Heaven Realm.

However, it is obviously too early for Du Ziyuan now, what he can do now is to recognize himself in his dreams, strengthen his existence in dreams, and move from obscurity to clarity.

According to the requirements of the exercises, he focused his attention on his right hand, and suddenly the feeling of his right hand began to become no different from reality. But as soon as Du Ziyuan was distracted, this feeling would dissipate, and he had to focus his attention on his hands for a long time, until he could maintain the status quo after he shifted his gaze.

This is obviously not something that can be done overnight, and it didn't work until he was woken up by Mu Chengan.

"Brother Du, are you hungry? Mu Chengan stood in front of the car door and pointed to a restaurant not far away.

Du Ziyuan looked at the sky, it turned out to be noon, so he nodded: "Okay." ”

The four of them entered the restaurant with the coachman, the coachman sat in the lobby on the first floor, and the four of them went to the private seat on the second floor. It is said to be a private seat, but in fact, it is just a small area separated by a screen.

"Where are we?" Du Ziyuan asked.

He hadn't been out of the house, so he didn't know the place at all. Mu Chengan patiently replied: "This is Linjiang Town in the southwest of Haiyan Town, and further south you will go out of Haifeng County." ”

"So fast. Du Ziyuan sighed, and then focused his attention on the menu.

He ordered a few dishes casually, Xiao Jin also ordered several, and Mu Chengan and Xia Wuyi didn't order any more. None of the four are extravagant and wasteful personalities.

Because it was only shielded with a screen, the soundproofing was still very poor, and they could clearly hear the conversation of the guests on both sides.

Coincidentally, one of them happened to be talking about Du Ziyuan's new work "Game of Thrones".

"This Mr. Shanfeng is really a strange person, how did he draw such a beautiful painting? Tsk, Lao Tzu just looked at his painting yesterday, and he was so uncomfortable that he died, and finally went to Yicui Pavilion to find a girl to put out the fire. ”

"Haha, you old bachelor, I'm much better than you, I have a daughter-in-law. ”

"You're looking for a fight! It's great to have a daughter-in-law?"

"Alas, I used to think it was amazing, but since I looked at the woman in the mountain wind painting, and then looked at the yellow-faced woman in my own house, I suddenly felt that the food was tasteless. ”

"Then you say it's much better than me?"

"It's definitely better than you, at least you can make a living with your eyes closed, right?"

"Admire! Come, have a drink!"

"Shhh ”

"Yes, I don't know what famous works that those people used to blow up and everyone painted, isn't it just a puddle of ink?

"It's just ......"

didn't expect to meet fans after a meal, Du Ziyuan was still a little proud in his heart. However, he can pretend, and on the surface he still looks calm and calm, as if he doesn't care about these remarks at all.

Xia Wuyi looked at him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Mu Chengan was thoughtful, only Xiao Jin was still there waiting for the food to be served with anticipation.

Mu Chengan treated, he must not be bad for money, so he ordered some signature dishes. What coconut chicken, stewed beef brisket, drunken fried rice dumplings, etc., all look very delicious, and smell fragrant.

But Du Ziyuan frowned when the dish was served, the smell didn't feel right. He tried to take a piece of chicken and put it in his mouth, chewing and chewing his face became more and more heavy, and finally he couldn't stand it anymore and covered his mouth and spit out the chicken.

[What kind of thing is this, why is it so unpalatable?]

He looked at Mu Cheng'an, who was chewing there very seriously, and every movement was very regular. Xia Wuyi is also very well-behaved, holding chopsticks one by one, but eating very slowly. Xiao Jin is still the same, and he stuffs everything in his mouth when he sees it.

This suddenly made Du Ziyuan suddenly start to doubt, could it be that the piece of meat he just caught happened to be a piece of bad meat?

So he changed a plate of dishes to eat, but after chewing a few times, he found that it was still difficult to swallow. He even began to wonder if something was wrong with his taste buds.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Xia Wuyi saw him vomit twice in a row, and immediately asked with concern.

Du Ziyuan asked rhetorically: "Wuyi, is the food here delicious?"

"It's okay, so-so. Xia Wuyi gave a very pertinent answer.

Du Ziyuan looked at Mu Chengan again: "Brother Mu, what do you think of the taste of the things here?"

Hearing this, Mu Chengan chewed a few more bites slowly, swallowed the rice in his mouth, and then took another sip of tea, and then said to Du Ziyuan: "Brother Du, I rarely eat and drink on weekdays, and I usually take Bigu Dan, so the food in this restaurant should be pretty good in terms of taste." ”

Du Ziyuan looked at Xiao Jin again, but the latter was still stuffing zongzi in his mouth there, one was not enough to stuff two, so he almost filled his nostrils. Forget it, asking this idiot is asking in vain.

Du Ziyuan had no choice but to tell the truth: "You all think it's okay, but why do I find it hard to swallow?"

Mu Chengan was puzzled: "Brother Du, this is already the best restaurant in town, what are you dissatisfied with?"

Du Ziyuan was also helpless: "If I knew, I wouldn't have asked you, I doubt now that there is something wrong with my tongue." ”

Xia Wuyi was clever, and he suddenly said, "Brother, shouldn't you compare the food here with Sister Xiaoyu's?"

"Huh?" Du Ziyuan looked at him puzzled, what do you mean by this?

Seeing this, Xia Wuyi immediately understood something. He tried to ask, "Brother, have you ever eaten a meal made by someone other than Sister Xiaoyu before?"

Du Ziyuan thought carefully when he heard this: "It seems that there is really none." "In the past, even when his adoptive parents were still alive, the meals of the two families were all arranged by Lin Yufeng, except for the snacks exchanged by the system and the colorful clouds that were eaten in the sky that day, he really never ate any other dishes.

"That's right, brother," Xia Wuyi said like a schoolboy detective, "Your mouth must have been nourished by Sister Xiaoyu, and you are used to eating her dishes, and eating these must taste like chewing wax." ”

"Is there such a thing?" Du Ziyuan looked confused, not knowing whether to believe him or not.