Suddenly hearing the voice, Zhao Tiancheng and Huang Rong were taken aback, now Huang Rong's kung fu has improved a lot, plus Zhao Tiancheng is a master of the innate level, and his control of the surrounding environment is not comparable to that of an acquired martial artist at all. Wouldn't it be inexplicable to be touched behind him.

A middle-aged beggar flew down from the tree, with a rectangular face, a slight beard under his chin, gray hair, rough hands and feet, his clothes were full of mending nails, but he was cleanly washed, holding a green bamboo cane in his hand, as clear as jade, carrying a large gourd with vermilion lacquer on his back, and his face was salivating. With a monkey look, he was staring at the chicken called Hua Hua in Huang Rong's hand with bright eyes, as if he was going to reach out and snatch it if he didn't give him the chicken butt.

Seeing the person Zhao Tiancheng was secretly happy, he knew who this person was when he looked at his dress and martial arts, Zhao Tiancheng observed Hong Qigong's series of actions and found that he was not good at light skills, but this set of actions was a combination of rigidity and softness, which should have been elegant light skills, but it could be seen as if it was a fierce kung fu.

Before Zhao Tiancheng and Huang Rong could speak, they were already sitting on the opposite side, taking the gourd on their backs, pulling out the stopper, and the aroma of wine overflowed. He took a few sips, handed the gourd to Zhao Tiancheng, and said, "Doll, you drink." ”

Zhao Tiancheng also took a few sips after taking the wine gourd politely with him, although this wine is very different from modern liquor, but the liquor that was drunk felt like a fire flowing down his throat, followed by a mouthful of wine, "Good wine!" After a slight aftertaste, Zhao Tiancheng praised, and at the same time threw the wine gourd back to Hong Qigong.

Hong Qigong didn't drink the wine gourd when he got it, but handed it to Huang Rong and said, "Female doll, do you want to drink it?"

Huang Rong shook his head, and suddenly saw that his right hand holding the gourd only had four fingers, and one index finger was missing, and his heart sank, and he remembered what he had heard his father say about Huashan on the sword and the five people who participated in the sword, and thought of the nine-fingered beggar in the five uniques, and thought: "Could it be that by chance today, I met a senior master? Seeing him looking at the fat chicken in his hand, his throat moved, his mouth swallowed greedily, and he laughed secretly in his heart, so he tore off half of it, and sure enough, he gave it to him with the chicken buttocks.

It turned out that although Hong Qigong was the ancestor of beggars, he usually didn't eat white food, and this time he was really hungry for Huang Rong's flower chicken, so he let Zhao Tiancheng and them drink first, so he drank his wine, and he felt that he didn't owe Zhao Tiancheng and the two of them when he was eating chicken butt.

Hong Qigong was overjoyed, grabbed it with his hand, and it was extremely fast, as if he was afraid that Huang Rong would not give it to him, and then he ate it cleanly, while eating, he couldn't stop praising it: "Wonderful, wonderful, even if I call Hua Ancestor, I can't fix such a great Hua chicken." Huang Rong smiled slightly, and handed him the remaining half of the chicken in his hand. Although he looked at the half chicken in front of him and drooled, he still said humbly: "How can that happen? He was polite, but he reached out and took it, and in a moment he had eaten only a few chicken bones.

Hong Qigong patted his belly and shouted: "Belly, belly, such a delicious chicken, rarely have a belly, right?" Huang Rong smiled and said: "The little woman occasionally burns a chicken, and it is an honor to be called the ancestor of the emperor." ”

Hong Qigong laughed and said, "Your girl will have a very sweet mouth when she arrives!" Then he took out a few golden darts from his arms and said: "I saw a few people fighting yesterday, and one of them was so arrogant that the dart was actually shining gold. The old man called Hua Shun to hold the dart, so he brought him over. This golden dart is broken copper and iron inside, and the dart supports the scene outside, but it is plated with real gold. Doll, if you take it to play, when you don't have money to make it, you can exchange it for seven or eight dollars of silver. As he spoke, he handed it to Zhao Tiancheng.

Zhao Tiancheng didn't take it, but said: "The seniors invited us to eat and drink, and we invited the seniors to eat called Hua Chicken, how could we still take the things of the seniors?" Huang Rong on the side glanced at Zhao Tiancheng with that look, as if she was praising her, she was really afraid that Zhao Tiancheng would reach out and take the golden dart, so that such an opportunity would slip away in vain.

Hong Qigong looked embarrassed, scratched his head and said: "This is difficult, I always ask Hua to ask people for some leftovers and cold rice, but today I ate such a good chicken as you two dolls, and I have received such a great favor, I can't repay it." This can be."

Zhao Tiancheng thought for a while and said, "Since the seniors must want to help, there is really one thing that needs the seniors." ”

Hong Qigong suddenly became interested, the most uncomfortable thing for people like them is to receive favors in vain, and the last thing they want to owe is favors. Hurriedly said: "What's the matter? as long as it's within my power." ”

Zhao Tiancheng's lips moved, but Huang Rong on the side didn't hear what Zhao Tiancheng said at all, but Hong Qigong's eyes widened and looked at Zhao Tiancheng incredulously.

It turned out that Zhao Tiancheng used the kung fu of transmitting sound into the secret just now, but in fact, this is not a very special kung fu, because as long as he is a congenital master, he can use the sound transmission into the secret, which indicates that the mastery of his own internal force and the surrounding environment has reached a subtle performance.

Hong Qigong only felt a thin voice quietly ringing in his ears, "The younger generation has no elders, so if you want to marry Rong'er, you need the seniors to be a matchmaker, and to be the elders of the younger generations." ”

Hong Qigong scratched his head with some annoyance and said to Zhao Tiancheng: "Little brother, you are so cunning. With your strength, you still want me to call Hua for help, the identity of this female doll must not be simple. Lao Zhaohua is a big loss this time. "This time, Hong Qigong's title has changed.

Although Huang Rong on the side didn't know what Zhao Tiancheng said to make Hong Qigong embarrassed, it seemed that Hong Qigong was a little reluctant and immediately said: "Senior, what is this called Hua Chicken, it's better for the younger generation to make a few good side dishes, how about you try the taste?"

Hong Qigong couldn't care about the question just now when he heard that there was something more delicious, and said with great joy: "Great! Great! Maybe this time I will take advantage of the old name." ”

After Huang Rong finished speaking, he went south to the town to buy some cooking things and ingredients, looking at Huang Rong's back, Hong Qigong said to Zhao Tiancheng: "Good boy, I found such a good daughter-in-law." ”

Zhao Tiancheng grinned and said, "Whether this matter can be done or not still needs the help of seniors." In this world, except for the seniors, I don't know who can help. ”

"I know that the identity of this little girl doll is not simple, let's talk quickly, whose daughter is it?" Hong Qigong couldn't wait to ask.

"This is the world's four uniques, Emperor Duan of the Southern Emperor has become a monk, naturally it is impossible to have such a daughter, Ouyang Feng of the West Poison concentrates on practicing martial arts, and it is impossible to marry a wife. The seniors should know whose daughter Rong'er is!"

As soon as Hong Qigong heard Zhao Tiancheng's explanation, he knew that Huang Rong was Huang Laoxi's daughter, and his identity had been recognized by these two dolls, because Zhao Tiancheng left out the northern beggar when he explained just now.

He pointed at Zhao Tiancheng and Hong Qigong and said: "Ah! You little couple can be regarded as pushing my old man into the fire pit, this old evil man is the most evil man, otherwise he would not have a nickname of the East Evil, did you little couple know the identity of Lao Zhaohua from the beginning, and still left Lao Zhaohua so tacitly." ”

After more than half an hour, there was a tempting aroma not far away, smelling the aroma that made people drool, and even Zhao Tiancheng couldn't help it. Hong Qigong was even more unbearable, stood up, and ran in the direction where the aroma came from with a wrong step.

Zhao Tiancheng smiled slightly, and also unfolded his figure and followed.

Not far away, on top of a tree stump, lay a wooden plate with three bowls of white rice, a wine glass, and two large bowls of dishes. One bowl is a boiled beef strip, but the meat is rich in aroma and there is nothing special about it, and the other bowl is a turquoise clear soup with a number of floating numbers

Ten red cherries, and floating seven or eight pink petals, lined with tender bamboo shoots, red, white and green three colors of brilliance, bright and dazzling, the soup is full of lotus leaf fragrance, think of this clear soup is made of lotus leaves.

Hong Qigong saw that he couldn't bear it, and he reached out to grab a meat strip and taste it, but he didn't expect that when his hand didn't touch the meat strip, someone had already grabbed his wrist.

Zhao Tiancheng looked at Hong Qigong's greedy mouth and said: "Qigong, is this dish!" Rong'er made these two things, Qigong alone is not enough to eat, but Rong'er and I haven't eaten yet, and if we divide it, we will be a little disrespectful to Qigong, if Qigong is more divided, Qigong will definitely not be happy in his heart, it is better for Qigong to taste this dish first, as long as you can guess what this is made of, all Qigong will eat this dish, otherwise Rong'er and I will eat it." I wonder what Qigong thinks?"

This Hong Qigong is not only delicious, but also thinks that he is an expert in eating, and no food can stump him, so he nodded, his wrist flipped out of Zhao Tiancheng's hand, and directly took a strip of meat and stuffed it into his mouth, only to feel that his mouth was full of delicious, by no means ordinary beef, every time he chewed it, he had a different taste, or the cream was tender and smooth, or crispy and refreshing, all the flavors were varied, changeable, and straightforward, just like the endless emergence of martial arts masters' moves, which were unpredictable. Hong Qigong was pleasantly surprised, and after a closer look, it turned out that each beef was made up of four small strips of meat.

Hong Qigong closed his eyes to distinguish the taste, and said, "Well, one is a lamb sitting on the buttocks, one is a pig's ears, one is a calf kidney, and one is ...... There is also a ......" Huang Rong pursed her lips and smiled: "You can guess how powerful you are......" As soon as she finished speaking, Hong Qigong shouted: "It's roe leg meat and rabbit meat mixed together." Huang Rong clapped her hands and praised: "Good ability, good ability." ”

But before Zhao Tiancheng could speak, Hong Qigong picked up the bowl containing the meat strips, and after a while, the bowl of meat strips had been swept clean. wiped his mouth and praised: "There are only five kinds of meat, but the mixed bite of pigs and sheep is a general taste, and the same chewing of roe deer and cattle is another general taste, I can't count how much taste there is." ”

Huang Rong smiled and said: "If the change of order is not counted, then there are only twenty-five changes, which is the number of five or five plum blossoms, and because the meat strips are shaped like flutes, this dish has a name, called 'Jade Flute Who Listens to Luomei'." ”

"Amazing!" Although he praised it, Hong Qigong thought in his heart, "Sure enough, it is Huang Laoxi's daughter, and such a dish name is what the vassal and elegant Huang Laoxie can think of." After all, it's not a fried pork strip. ”

Huang Rong stretched out her hand and gently picked up the cherries in the soup, and said to Hong Qigong: "Qigong is really the champion among the diners, let's try this cherry again." ”

Biting off the cherries in Huang Rong's hand, chewing them carefully in his mouth, and suddenly with an "ah" sound, he said strangely: "Huh!" Quickly took two more cherries and stuffed them into his mouth, and with a "Ah!" sound, his face was puzzled, and he muttered: "What is embedded in this cherry?" Closed his eyes and argued in his mouth, and muttered: "It's finch meat! It's not a partridge, it's a turtledove, by the way, it's a turtledove!" looked at Huang Rong as if asking.

Huang Rong immediately praised: "Qigong is really powerful, this soup is called good soup." Taken from one of the "Book of Songs". ”