Tai Feng Restaurant, a century-old restaurant in Luteng City.
Famous for its roast goose, crispy squab and Huadiao wine.
At the end of the dynasty, this place was just a hand-pushed roadside stall. The owner roasted roast goose and crispy squab at home every day and hung them on the cart for sale. He also used bamboo tubes to hold home-brewed Huadiao wine.
After a hundred years of development, the trolley has long been transformed into a five-story restaurant rising from the ground, with a lobby on the first and second floors, private rooms on the third and fourth floors, and the fifth floor is reserved and is only open when special guests arrive or on special days.
For example, today.
A red-bottomed notice board stood in front of the restaurant.
'We have a distinguished guest here today and we will be closed for the day.'
The boss of Tai Feng House, who usually does not show up, stood in front of the door together with several shopkeepers to apologize to the guests who came in joy but returned disappointed, and gave gifts - a crispy squab, two liang of Huadiao wine
and four snacks.
The guests who were originally a little depressed immediately became elated after receiving these gifts.
People are always happy because of free things.
Of course, there are always some people who fish in troubled waters.
It's a pity that it doesn't work for Tai Fung House.
Because these people are not guests of Tai Fung House at all.
As early as three years ago, Tai Fung House changed to a membership system.
Only accepts its own members.
In other words, only registered members can receive gifts.
"Master, why don't you go inside and wait? The sun is too hot today."
The big shopkeeper said to the middle-aged man beside him.
The middle-aged man was dressed in casual clothes, wearing black-rimmed glasses and an elegant face. After hearing such words, he waved his hand.
"He is a distinguished guest and must be welcomed."
The boss of Tai Feng Tower smiled and waved his hand.
The shopkeepers didn't try to persuade him any more, but they couldn't help but become curious in their hearts.
Who is this distinguished guest?
You know, the big boss usually doesn't see the beginning or end of the dragon, let alone welcome guests here with them.
Time passed minute by minute.
At a quarter to noon, a man and a woman came hand in hand.
The man has a handsome face and an upright personality.
The woman has a cold face and carries a knife at her waist.
The moment they saw the man, several shopkeepers suddenly felt enlightened.
It turns out to be this person!
Descendants of ‘Martial Saint’!
Goethe, the recently famous ‘Demon of Fire’ and ‘God of Thunder’.
If it is this person, then it really should be.
They had all heard about what happened in the boxing gym alley a few days ago.
The famous ‘Seven Killing Hall’ was destroyed by this man single-handedly.
Killing is not the only way to solve problems.
But it is definitely the most direct method.
The ‘fame’ that comes with it also has an immediate effect.
"The presence of distinguished guests brings glory to the world."
The boss of Tai Feng Tower walked down the steps with a smile on his face and came in front of him.
"My boss is so polite, I'm sorry for bothering you."
Goethe also smiled and returned the favor.
The big boss of Tai Feng Tower is not a 'chivalrous person' in the true sense, but a disciple of the master of the 'Three Cups of Turannuo' seal, one of the twenty-four chivalrous seals.
And 'Three Cups of Turanuo' and 'Five Mountains Are Lighter' were the two who invited him to Tai Feng Tower.
Last night, while discussing with the female swordsman the infinite mysteries of life's yin and yang, the female swordsman told Goethe in detail everything she knew about the 'chivalrous man'.
Because of that battle thirty years ago, the ‘Xia Ke’ no longer thrived.
Except for the five seal masters of "Things are over", "Hidden Gong and Fame", "Save Zhao with a Golden Hammer", "Two Heroes of Qianqiu", and "Baishou Taixuan Jing", all the seal masters died in the battle.
Already.
And these five surviving seal masters were also seriously injured.
It is rumored that the 'White Shou Taixuan Jing' was injured so badly that he lost all his martial arts.
It is precisely because of this that the "Xia Ke" has changed from bright to dark, from centralized to dispersed.
Even if he is a direct disciple, it is very likely that he does not know the true identity of the seal master.
However, the big boss of Tai Fung House is obviously not.
As a disciple of the seal master of 'Three Cups of Turannuo', Tai Fenglou, the great master, not only has the true inheritance of this seal master, but will also inherit the master's position as master seal master one day in the future.
Therefore, the big boss of Tai Feng Tower became more and more polite to Goethe and the female swordsman.
Business people pay attention to harmony and wealth.
Even if he tries to avoid being in the public eye, some of the habits of this big boss have become natural.
"Please, move up and get promoted."
The boss of Tai Feng Tower turned around and raised his hand to signal.
"I'd like to lend you some good words."
Goethe handed over his hand again, walked up the steps side by side with the female swordsman, and entered Tai Feng Tower.
The big boss and several shopkeepers did not follow him, but closed the door and waited quietly outside.
Go through the hall and go upstairs.
A strong aroma of wine hits your nostrils.
It is different from ordinary Huadiao wine.
This wine smell is even sweeter.
And mellow.
It was also mixed with the fragrant smell of meat. The perfect balance of charcoal fire and fat made Goethe's eyes light up. He instinctively quickened his pace.
When we got to the fifth floor, the door to the private room was not closed.
On a huge round table, there were two people sitting on one left and one on the right.
Both of them have gray hair, bare breasts, wine in one hand, and meat in the other.
The wine is naturally aged Huadiao.
The meat is of course the roast goose from Tai Fung House.
The two of them ate with their mouths full of oil. When they saw Goethe and the female swordsman coming up, the old man on the left raised his hand.
"please."
Facing the invitation, Goethe was not polite. He took the female swordsman and sat aside. He raised his hand to grab a roast goose and ate it in big gulps.
The roast goose is not cut into pieces but served whole.
The color is golden red with a hint of translucence.
And this is-
crisp!
Crunch!
The moment Goethe put the roasted goose into his mouth, the crispiness of the skin resonated with his tongue and brain, and the subsequent tenderness made his intestines and stomach tremble.
There was a constant crunching sound and juice splashed everywhere.
Compared with the informality of the first two people, Goethe seemed more rough and wild.
because……
Goethe ate quickly.
Open your mouth, put the skin, meat and bones into your mouth, and chew it.
A roast goose can be eaten cleanly in five or six strokes.
There are five roast geese in total on the table.
Before Goethe came, the two masters of "Three Cups of Turanuo" and "The Five Mountains Are Light" each held one and gnawed it. When Goethe came, they swallowed two in a blink of an eye, and the three of them moved towards the last one in unison.
Just grab the roasted goose.
The two seal masters of "Three Cups of Turanuo" and "Five Mountains Are Light" are extremely fast and cooperate with each other.
One person raised his hand to grab the roasted goose, which was light and agile.
One person raised his hand to intercept Goethe, breathing heavily.
When the breaths of the two blend together, the former becomes more and more agile, like a dancing crane, while the latter becomes more vigorous, like an unshakable mountain peak.
The two of them were confident that the roasted goose must be theirs.
But the next moment, their expressions changed.
The finger of the interceptor touched Goethe's wrist and retracted as if he was electrocuted. Suddenly, the mountain collapsed.
The one who grabbed the roasted goose was originally extremely fast, but Goethe was even faster, turning the other's dexterity into a crawl.
"You two are welcome."
Goethe said these words, tore off a goose leg and placed it in front of the female swordsman. He hugged the roasted goose and ate it.
"The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves in front, and the waves in front die on the beach."
The master of the 'Three Cups of Turanuo' who raised his hand to grab the roasted goose sighed.
The master of the seal "The Five Sacred Mountains Are Light" who blocked Goethe shook his numb wrist and snorted coldly and said.
"pity……"
"Have evil intentions!"
There was a deep disdain in his elongated tone.
This made the female swordsman who was about to eat the goose leg raise her head.
She stared at the master of the 'Five Mountains Are Light' seal, her palm already resting on the handle of the knife - yesterday's 'blood splattered five-step post', today's insult, she thought the other party must give her an explanation.
"Don't look at me!
See what I said too!
He is not a descendant of the ‘Martial Saint’ at all, he is a fake!”
"The five mountains are lighter," the seal master said simply, facing the female swordsman's gaze.
The female swordsman was startled.
Fake descendants of ‘Martial Saint’.
Involuntarily, the female swordsman looked at Goethe.
Goethe, however, still gnawed on the roast goose, as if he had not heard the words of the seal master, "The Five Sacred Mountains Are Light". The female swordsman took a deep breath, and looked at the seal master again.
"Where's the evidence?"
The female swordsman asked.
"It was Mr. Baishou who told us.
Your Excellency ‘Baishou’’s ‘innate divination’ is absolutely correct.”
"The Five Sacred Mountains are insignificant," the seal master said directly.
The female swordsman trembled.
Your Excellency "Baishou" is the seal master of "Baishou Taixuan Jing".
Not only are they the five remaining seal masters from thirty years ago, but they are also the core figures who have led the "Xia Ke" to rise again in the past thirty years. It can be said that without each other, the "Xia Ke" would have been finished long ago.
Because of this, the other party holds a pivotal position in the hearts of the other seal masters of 'Xia Ke'.
Female swordsmen are no exception.
but!
Goethe carries more weight!
"impossible.
There must be a misunderstanding!"
The female swordsman persisted.
And, he wanted to say more, but was stopped by Goethe.
Goethe picked up the warm towel on the side and wiped his hands and mouth. He raised his hand to signal the female swordsman not to speak, and glanced at the words "Three cups of Turano" with an indifferent gaze. "The five mountains are lighter."
The two seal masters looked at Goethe without fear.
Then, Goethe's eyes fell on the wine gourd they placed on the table.
The two wine gourds are made of wood, but are crystal clear. Obviously the owner loves them very much. He plays with them every day and has already been coated with pulp. The strong aroma of wine surrounds them.
Especially the gourd plug.
One is jade.
One is white jade.
It looks like it's expensive to make.
"Why are you pouring wine from my wine gourd?"
Goethe suddenly spoke.
"Three cups of Turanuo", "The five mountains are lighter", the two seal masters were stunned.
It's almost an instinctive rebuttal.
"Your gourd is obviously ours."
"oh?"
"Is there any evidence?"
Goethe asked rhetorically.
"Of course, this gourd has my name and my old friend's name on it!"
The owner of the seal "Three Cups of Turannuo" picked up his gourd and saw the name "Zhang Dongsheng" written on the base of the gourd.
The owner of the seal "The Five Sacred Mountains Are Light" also picked up his own gourd, and the name "Li Xiluo" was also written on the base of the gourd.
"drink!"
Goethe suddenly shouted in a low voice, which shocked the two seal masters "Three Cups of Turanuo" and "The Five Mountains Are Light".
Under the vigilant gaze of the two seal masters, Goethe shouted angrily——
"Why do you carve your names on my gourd?"
"you?!
You are using your strong words to make sense!”
"The Five Sacred Mountains Are Lightweight" the seal master was so angry that he stood up.
The sound was extremely high, like a roar.
But at this time, Goethe became indifferent again.
"You won't use forceful words?"
Goethe asked softly.
The seal master of ‘Three Cups of Turanuo’ frowned and thought.
"The Five Sacred Mountains Are Lighter" The seal master wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it at all.
Goethe's words continued.
"I am also proficient in divination.
Therefore, I know very clearly that no calculation method can be 100% accurate!
Even more often, a slight mistake can lead to a thousand miles!
if!
I said that if Mr. Baishou's "innate prediction" was indeed correct, there would not have been so many unnecessary casualties in the thirty years of fighting.
What do you two say?"
Goethe's voice became colder and his tone became even more aggressive.
He has never met the seal master of the 'White Shou Taixuan Jing'.
However, it is obvious that the other party has no good intentions.
As for the starting point?
Goethe didn't know.
Don't want to know either.
He only knew that since he was an enemy, he would be killed.
Facing Goethe's words, "Three cups of Turanuo" and "Five mountains are lighter", the two seal masters were even more unable to answer.
If it is, it proves that the "innate divination" of Mr. Bai Shou is not accurate.
But if you say otherwise, it further proves your mistake.
It doesn’t work either.
It doesn't work either.
The two seal masters were in a dilemma for a while.
Looking at the two people in dilemma, Goethe smiled from the bottom of his heart.
He likes people who are truly reasonable.
Because, even if you are sophistical.
As long as there is still some sense, the other party will not take action.
How would you describe it in the language of your hometown?
Oh, right.
‘A gentleman can bully others’!
However, not everyone can do this.
Even if they are both "Xia Ke", they are still different.
“Sharp teeth and sharp mouth!
Look at the sword!"
After a low drink, a figure walked in from outside the box. After confirming that Goethe heard his words, he drew his sword and stabbed him.
It looks like a surprise attack, but in fact it is a matter of strict etiquette.
And this sword move is even more straightforward, with no more changes.
In ancient times, there is only an aura that would rather break than bend.
Confucius sword!
The swordsmanship of the seal master of "Thousand Miles Without Leaving a Thousand Miles" does not focus on light and agile changes. Instead, it goes straight like a spear, overwhelming people with its momentum. With one sword, it often makes people lose their mind and beheaded.
This is a swordsmanship that can affect 'sanity'.
But for Goethe, whose [Heart] reached 29.8, it was not enough.
Goethe would not be affected at all.
He raised his hand and clamped the sword blade.
Then, pump hard.
Goethe took away the sword of the seal master of "A Journey of Thousand Miles".
The seal master was stunned.
"Three Cups of Turanuo", "The Five Mountains Are Lighter", the two seal masters were also stunned.
None of the three people expected such a result.
They knew that Goethe was strong, but he took away the sword of the seal master of "Thousand Miles Not Leaving a Thousand Miles" with one move. This...
It’s too strong!
Stronger than imagined!
"Stubborn and rigid, unable to adapt to change!
It is simply a mistake for a person like you to become a master. The more conscientious and responsible you are, the more lumpy the disciples you teach will be. It would be better for you to just let it go."
Goethe said, holding the sword in one hand and flicking the blade with the other.
