Chapter Ninety-Eight: Wine and Food

Ye Bai looked at the fat man like this, his heart was a little moved, and after a while, he muttered, "Yes." ”

The fat man nodded.

The sound of footsteps in the distance was heard.

The old man who was as shriveled as firewood, but his steps were very heavy, and at this moment, he walked step by step, like a reed shelf, Ye Bai looked at it but felt a different breath.

The breath of the Devil's Path.

If a normal person had such a body, he would have died a long time ago.

I don't know why this Yue Guo monk, what kind of demon path he is cultivating, can still exist here, and he is at ease, and even vaguely reached some kind of agreement with Confucianism and Taoism.

The fat man smelled the aroma, his nose moved, and his mood was much better.

Said helplessly: "Let's talk about your affairs later." ”

Ye Bai said: "Good wine and good food, it's not bad, but... I don't want to learn some instruments, it's too boring. ”

The fat man didn't have the time to take care of this Ye Bai.

The dark and translucent eyes on his face had already moved with the movement of this lunch box, and the dishes in the lunch box were very few, almost equivalent to less than half a plate of a large plate when Ye Bai was eating in Chu State.

But after taking it out slowly, it naturally has a fresh fragrance, like the spring rain falling in the bamboo forest, the fragrance of bamboo leaves.

The old man coughed slowly.

Ye Bai and the fat man looked at the old man's old face from the colorful dishes.

The old man said, "The master said it." The customers are regular customers, so I gave some of the characteristics of our store and hope to be satisfied. ”

Ye Bai nodded.

The fat man impatiently walked to the edge of the lunch box and took out his hand to take out the food from the lunch box one by one.

Ye Bai looked at it.

The fat man suddenly laughed.

Extremely shrunk, he said loudly in surprise: "Why is Uncle Shi so generous?"

The old man nodded and didn't say much, but said: Enjoy it slowly, if there is something, call him on the side, and go down, walking loudly, Ye Bai looked at his back, only to find that there was a huge Luo pot on the back of the old man.

For some reason, he never found out.

"Yue Nu Bamboo Shoots"

The fat man said.

Ye Bai followed the fat man's gaze, and only saw a plate made of bamboo, with a few green bamboo shoots in the plate, forming a scene of a woman holding a paper umbrella walking on the ancient incense.

The fat man took the chopsticks and took a piece.

And then do not speak.

Ye Bai looked at the fat man's now handsome face, showing the shrunken appearance of the past, and couldn't help but be a little curious about what kind of food can turn a person into such a look in an instant.

So I took the chopsticks and ate slowly.

Bitter.

Extremely bitter.

It's not delicious, it doesn't have the amazing taste that Ye Bai imagined, the fat man smiled subtly, and pointed to the wine glass in the distance.

Ye Bai took a sip of wine.

Wine in the belly.

Turns into a puff of incense.

The original intense bitterness suddenly turned into an indescribable fragrance, not like food, but like they were wandering in the boundless wilderness, smelling the breeze and listening to the hearts of all things.

The bitterness in the mouth is gone.

It became a kind of smoothness.

Almost satisfied all the desires that can be good, smooth bamboo shoots, along the throat, along the esophagus.. Slip into the stomach .... He also brought Ye Bai back from the boundless wilderness...

Ye Bai took another sip of wine.

He was a little nostalgic for the taste, although only ten breaths had passed.

Ten breaths.

This fragrance is only ten breaths.

Then there was a violent bitterness, surging again, almost the same taste as if the bitter gall was broken.

The fat man opened his eyes.

"Do you know what this dish is called?"

Ye Bai shook his head.

The fat man said: "The bitterness is sweet." ”

Ye Bai nodded, and ate the bamboo shoot slice again, he was able to take a closer look at the bamboo shoot slice at this moment, all the work just now was in the aftertaste between the two extreme interlacing of bitterness and fragrance, and he didn't have time to observe.

The bamboo shoots are not large.

Spelled out in the shape of the woman, but each bamboo shoot was covered with a thin layer of flour-like things.

But it is by no means flour, because if it is wrapped in flour, no matter how it is decorated and carved, the smell will still exist, and it will inevitably affect, perhaps the flavor of flour and rice is already unpleasant to mortals.

But for a monk like Ye Bai, the five senses are already extremely keen, and they are bound to have an impression.

Crystal clear.

Ye Bai looked at it with a feeling of drooling.

He scrutinized.

Look low.

I couldn't help but move the chopsticks, and I grabbed another piece.

Smack.

The two chopsticks hit together, Ye Bai didn't raise his head, in front of such a delicacy, everything had to be put in the back, the fat man and Ye Bai had the same mind, and now they don't have the heart to take care of the disabled.

The chopsticks on the Confucianism and righteousness moved.

Turning into an illusory shadow of the Tao.

Although Ye Bai's left hand is clumsy, it is only relative to his right hand.

Ye Bai held the chopsticks in his left hand and didn't pay attention to the Dao Phantom that stretched out, and directly let out a sword roar, piercing the phantom.

One move.

The cyan plate made a "pop" sound, and a piece of cyan bamboo shoots with a bitter taste flew directly into Ye Bai's mouth.

The fat man's chopsticks were a step late.

could only stop at the corner of Ye Bai's mouth, then looked at the remaining three or four pieces in it, stared straight at it, and then said, "This is mine." Ye Bai smiled and nodded.

The fat man felt a chill inexplicably.

"Haoran"

The fat man's serious way, and the handwriting of the Taoist Confucian sage appeared around him, becoming a cage.

The fat man cautiously moved the plate wrapped in the saint's handwriting.

Ye Bai smiled and took a sip of wine and said, "Don't worry, I won't rob you." He said very seriously, the fat man was still younger, the corners of his mouth cracked and he smiled, and Ye Bai suddenly said.

"Duh. ”

The fat man's face suddenly collapsed, and his face, which was originally white jade, was now as green as a vegetable bun.

Ye Bai's sentence.

The sword qi that was buried in the plate early, but could not be contained, bounced out, and smashed the Confucian handwriting that was supported.

Pieces of bamboo shoots bounced from the corner of the table on that side to the plate on Ye Bai's side.

Ye Bai coughed.

Sandwiched a piece.

The fat man looked at it with blank eyes, and he knew that when it came to Ye Bai's palm, no matter what, he couldn't take it away.

Ye Bai smiled, and moved the plate to the fat man's side again.

The fat man smiled like a child.

Ye Bai was not only happy.

Eating and sleeping to tease the fat man, the life of this Confucian sect is actually very good.

After the fat man finished eating.

Wiping the corners of his mouth, he said, "What a waste of us." ”

Ye Bai didn't know the origin of this bamboo shoot, so he asked, "Why?"

"This piece of bamboo shoots is a piece of the best New Year's Festival, and then sealed with spiritual magic, it is said that the generations of kings of the Yue Kingdom back then, only one person has eaten, or some defective products. ”

Ye Bai not only came to be interested.

"The best New Year?"

"Over the bamboos all over the ground, but this bamboo shoot is to find a bamboo shoot that is the most moderate to receive rain after no more or no rain, and has not seen a few rays of sunlight, of course, some extremely complex requirements, such as: need this bamboo, there happens to be the most crystalline dew of that day. ”

"I don't know later, but this is the first step. ”

Ye Bai looked at the bamboo shoots that were empty of the two of them, and his impression of the old lady was also much better.

After all, this kind of effort is not something that is willing to pay for anything.

The fat man said.

His eyes were rolling slightly, looking at the plates to his side.

Ye Bai looked at it and didn't speak.

When the fat man wants to eat.

Ye Bai patted the seat, and the piece of good braised beef flew to Ye Bai's plate, Ye Bai's current cultivation is really more than enough for a fat man in the late stage of foundation building.

Ye Bai's strength was so strong that it could no longer be divided by cultivation.

The ancients.

Ye Bai needed to get some news from the ancients in order to be able to better bring out the potential of his body.

A meal.

I ate from noon to dusk, even when it was already dark.

The fat man wiped the corners of his mouth, shyly stomach, burping, or shameless, looking at the old man who came over and cleaned the table and asked, can you ask for a Yue Nu bamboo again.

The old man turned blue when he heard this.

There was no objection, but the scrunching of the table was much heavier, and the chairs creaked.

The fat man went downstairs in a huff, and when he was halfway there, he still had a pot of wine.

Ye Bai shook his head, and he despised the fat man's behavior.

Then I took one that looked a little more delicious.

The two staggered and walked down together.

Ye Bai subconsciously looked in the direction of the rocking chair, and found that there was no old lady around, and the rocking chair was gone, but the cat was all there, and when he saw Ye Bai coming down, he barked cautiously.

Meow.

Ye Bai looked back at the fat man.

The fat man tugged at Ye Bai's empty cuffs and said, "I'll go with you." ”

Ye Bai shook his head and said, "One more of you is a burden." ”

He said something hurtful.

But it was true for the fat man, who paused for a moment and sighed: "You go, this thing is for you." ”

The fat man handed over a broken bamboo slip.

Ye Bai nodded and took it.

The fat man turned and left.

When Ye Bai watched the figure of the fat man disappear at the end of the street, he said to the cat: "Wait for me, take me there?"

Cats are spiritual.

But it's still just extremely superficial, so the only thing that responded to Ye Bai was the sound of a non-stop cat meow....