Although Yu Zhendong has passed Xiaoxian's "Zhongtian Junye" level, after cultivating this level, he can maintain his energy without eating grains, but when it comes to meals, he always feels that he has done one thing less without pulling a few mouthfuls into his mouth. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 There are not many things that can make people feel happy in Heavenly Court, and eating something good three times a day has become Yu Zhendong's habit.

After coming to Yongxilei to take office, Zhao Erjian, the deputy director, accompanied Yu Zhendong to eat all over the base, and one of the dishes called "Vests" was Yu Zhendong's favorite. This vest is like a turtle not a turtle, like a turtle is not a turtle, the adult vest is not big, a weight will not exceed one and a half catties at most, from the mountains near Yongxilei, use it to make soup, the meat is tender and the soup is thick, its taste is incomparably delicious, and it is irresistible to eat once.

Today is not good, a vest costs five hundred Shenzhou coins, Yu Zhendong packed up the documents on the case, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and walked towards his small room depressedly.

"Brother Yu, it's time for dinner. Zhao Erjian came out of nowhere.

"I didn't eat today, I'm a little tired. ”

"That's missing, isn't it?"

Zhao Erjian used two fingers to gesture the movement of the money.

Yu Zhendong patted his pocket, "Brother Zhao, you really guessed correctly......"

"Let's go, I'll take you to eat something delicious today, Secretary Wang, are you going?"

"Go, of course, as long as you don't let me pay, I'll go to eat noodles. ”

Secretary Wang Wentao almost rushed out of the office, and Yu Zhendong and Zhao Erjian were both amused by Secretary Wang.

"When did I, Zhao Erjian, invite you to eat noodles, it's true. ”

Zhao Erjian has a steady stream of financial support from his wife, and he is the richest master in the Evil Eradication Immortal Society. Because he often treats guests, he is very popular in the meeting. Since Yu Zhendong taught him to read minds, he has followed Yu Zhendong all day long.

The carriage turned out of Yongxi City and came to the suburbs......

The very light twilight is like a gentle and soft sharman, unwilling to cover the last ray of light, thick clouds like ink occupy most of the sky, but there is a cloud that is dazzlingly red, dragging a long flowing tail, flying high above the black cloud, there is no excess between the two colors of clouds, the red cloud wins with its magnificent color, the ink-colored cloud, writhing its huge body, constantly changing various forms, and is good at action. The sky is so beautiful today, but not a single one of the hurried crowds is there to appreciate it.

"It's here, get off!"

Wang Wentao lifted the curtain, Zhao Erjian jumped out of the carriage, and was immediately attracted by the fantastic clouds.

"Brother Yu, don't you want to write a few poems when you see such a beautiful scenery?" Zhao Erjian is not highly educated, but he likes to tease others to say a few words.

"The wind blows the dust in the twilight, and it is difficult to eat again. ”

Yu Zhendong finished talking nonsense, and laughed first.

In front of the hill, there is a large parking lot, full of horse-drawn carriages, and there is a road into the mountain, paved with cobblestones, and the roadside is full of thick bamboo, and you can vaguely see the smoke curling in the depths of the bamboo forest along the way.

"My cousin's cottage. ”

Zhao Erjian said as he walked, and a yellow dog came up with a cheerful tail, circling around Zhao Erjian non-stop, it seemed that he often came here.

"There is such a good place to go, why did Brother Yu bring me here today, is it to eat vests?" Yu Zhendong said.

"It's a little farther away, why don't you bring Brother Yu here earlier...... Don't ask, you'll find out later. ”

A gate with a bamboo tower, full of pine branches and cypress leaves, a large lantern on the left and right, "Red Lantern Villa" looks at this word how familiar ah, Zhao Erjian approached Yu Zhendong's ear, "It is the word of Zhong Lei's long inscription."

Entering the gate, Yu Zhendong saw clearly that the small bamboo building along the mountain, a lantern hung in front of the building, zigzag and zigzagged into the distance, it seemed to be a big mountain villa.

"Cousin, why haven't you been here for so many days?"

Cousin Erjian didn't wait for him to answer, and saw Yu Zhendong next to his cousin clearly, and immediately changed the topic, "Yu Pianchang, come here, what do you want to eat tonight?"

"Cousin, the best thing about going to our villa is. ”

Zhao Erjian took Yu Zhendong and the two of them, and did not go down the mountain road to those small bamboo buildings, but turned a big corner, turned to the right back of the mountain, saw a cave, and drilled in.

The cave is not wide, it is very cool inside, the colored lights all the way, the feet are mats made of bamboo strips, and the "squeak, squeak" sound when you step on it. After entering about 100 meters, it suddenly became a hall, and the strange rocks were illuminated by the light. Zhao Erjian grew up in the mountains, these are not unusual, the strange thing is that there is a pool of spring water in the cave, and the dripping spring water is scattered from the top, like pearls ding ding dong fell in the pool below, and did not scatter one.

Climb the stairs, the hall has fallen at the foot, a natural wind blows in the face, walk a few steps, you can't see the bottom at all, but there is a hall of more than 20 square meters in front, a stone table, a few stone benches, I don't know if it is natural?

Yu Zhendong's boredom has been thrown to Java Island at this moment.

Enjoying the beautiful scenery, time flies so fast, I turn around when I smell the fragrance, and the mountain delicacies on the stone table have been arranged, and there is an open bottle of wine.

"Brother Zhao, it won't be something to ask me, right? Yu Zhendong quipped.

"I'll tell you what to do, which of us is with whom, do we need to beat around the bush?" Zhao Erjian poured a full bottle of wine for Yu Zhendong.

Wang Wentao picked up a piece of fragrant chicken and put it in his mouth.

"It's delicious, it's all chicken, why is it so delicious?"

Yu Zhendong also ate a piece, and it was a must, this was the best chicken Yu Zhendong had ever tasted. He couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

"It's three cups of chicken. Zhao Erjian saw that Yu Zhendong loved to eat this dish, and began to gush:

"Three-cup chicken has been passed down for hundreds of years and is a household name in our hometown and other places. It is rumored that in the old days, there were two brothers who depended on each other and had a very strong relationship. The elder brother relied on the mountain to chop wood to train the younger brother to study. In the year of the big exam, my younger brother wants to enter Beijing to catch the exam. On the day he left home, his brother killed and burned the only remaining three-yellow chicken in the family to see him off. The poor family couldn't find any seasoning, so they put the only remaining oil, soy sauce, and wine in the cupboard and simmered them in a casserole with chicken nuggets. An hour has passed, and I don't want to fill the house with a strong fragrance, and the food is delicious. Later, my younger brother took my brother to live with him after high school. He never forgot the dish that his brother made when he left home, and he used this dish to banquet his colleagues, so this dish became the favorite of business travelers, the children of official eunuchs, and cloth clothes...... Three-cup chicken, which has been handed down for hundreds of years, is now the signature dish of our lodge......"

Zhao Erjian was still immersed in brotherhood, and a plate of three cups of chicken had been eaten by Yu Zhendong and Wang Wentao.

"The three-cup chicken we eat now is an improved version of the nine-story pagoda. Zhao Erjian is still unfinished.

"Nine-story Tower?" Yu Zhendong asked curiously, wiping his oily mouth.

"It's basil leaves, a spice. "Even Zhao Erjian doesn't know what this nine-story tower is, this Secretary Wang can't help but have a lot of ideas, and his knowledge is quite extensive.

Zhao Erjian poured wine for Yu Zhendong one cup after another, Yu Zhendong, who had a good amount of wine, had more than a dozen glasses of white wine, and he was in a hurry, and his face was red and his ears were red, and his tongue was hard.

On the way back to the city, a thin green mist floated in the torch-like light, and swarms of insects flew to the lantern without knowing whether they were alive or dead, and the window was open, and the mist hit Yu Zhendong's face, gently, greasy, and very damp.

Wang Wentao also drank two glasses of wine, and was sleepy with a horsewhip. Fortunately, the two stallions knew the road on their own, and slowly walked in the direction of Yongxilei......

Suddenly, the carriage jolted violently, and Yu Zhendong and Zhao Erjian fell into the carriage from their positions.

"Who?"

As soon as Wang Wentao opened his eyes, several black shadows pounced up, and a hemp bag was under his head.