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Chapter 83 Food**

When Hong Qigong saw that Zhao Kai did not accept the money escort he handed over, he looked embarrassed and scratched his head and said: "This is difficult. I always ask for scraps from others, so it's okay. Today I ate them."

You three, such a good chicken, have received such a great favor and cannot repay it. This is really embarrassing for me, the old beggar."

Zhao Kai waved his hand and said with a smile: "Senior, what did you say? It's just a beggar's chicken. The so-called sword matches a hero. Naturally, this delicacy is also proud to meet people who know how to appreciate it."

At this time, Huang Rong also said: "It's nothing to beg for chicken. I have a few special dishes, but I would like to ask you to taste them. How about we go to the town ahead together?"

Hong Qigong was a man who loved eating as much as he could. Hearing what Huang Rong said, Hong Qigong was overjoyed and shouted: "Wonderful! Wonderful!"

Mu Nianci on the side asked: "By the way, senior came and went in a hurry last time, and you still didn't know his name?"

After Hong Qigong took a sip of wine, he said: "My surname is Hong, and I am the seventh in the family. You three children, just call me Qigong."

The four of them walked south and came to a town called Jiangmiao Town, where they checked into an inn.

Huang Rong took Mu Nianci's hand and said, "Sister Mu and I are going to buy ingredients. You and I, please rest for a while."

Hong Qigong looked at Huang Rong and Mu Nianci's leaving figures, looked at Zhao Kai with a smile, and said, "Which one of them is your little wife? Or both of them."

Zhao Kai was drinking tea, and Hong Qigong's sudden words almost choked Zhao Kai. Zhao Kai could only smile awkwardly, taking it as acquiescence, and he didn't know which statement he acquiesced to.

However, Hong Qigong naturally had his own understanding. After laughing loudly, he squinted his eyes and leaned on the chair to take a nap.

It took more than half an hour before Huang Rong came back from buying vegetables and went into the kitchen to tidy up. Zhao Kai went to help, but he pushed her out with a smile.

"As Sister Mu is here, don't cause trouble."

Zhao Kai had no choice but to give up.

After another half an hour, Hong Qigong yawned, took a few sniffs, and exclaimed: "It smells weird! What kind of food is that? It's a bit evil. Something is very wrong!" He stretched his neck and kept looking towards the kitchen.

Looking around head and head.

Zhao Kai couldn't help but laugh secretly when he saw that he couldn't wait and couldn't scratch his itch. Hong Qigong was really a person who loved eating to a certain extent, but that's how life should be. If he died without knowing what he really was.

If you like something, it is called a tragedy.

The kitchen was filled with aromas, but Huang Rong never showed up. Hong Qigong scratched his ears and cheeks, sat down and stood up, stood up and sat down, and finally said to Zhao Kai: "I am just such a glutton with a bad temper.

When I think about eating, I forget everything."

Hong Qigong then stretched out his right palm with only four fingers left and said: "The ancients said: 'The index finger moves greatly', which is true. As long as I see or smell exotic treasures, the index finger of my right hand will jump.

I couldn't stop myself. One time, because of greed, I missed a big event, so I cut off my finger with a knife..."

"But a country is easy to change, but a family name is hard to change. Qi Gong's greedy problem has not been changed because of this." Zhao Kai said with a smile.

"The little doll is right, his finger was cut off, but the greed in his heart cannot be cut off." Hong Qigong nodded in agreement.

"If you want to correct a problem, you have to work from the inside out, with the support of external forces. In the final analysis, internal forces play the main role. And Qi Gong, you don't want to change it at all, or you don't think there is anything wrong with being greedy at all.

, In this case, even if you chop off all your fingers, you still can't change it." Zhao Kai said.

After listening to Zhao Kai's words, Hong Qigong sighed and said, "What the little kid said makes sense."

At this point, Huang Rong and Mu Nianci were finally done, and they put all the food and wine on the table.

Four bowls of white rice, two wine glasses, and two large bowls of dishes.

Zhao Kai can be said to be an expert when it comes to cooking a dish. At this time, he only felt the sweet aroma, which was indescribably comfortable. The only bowl he saw was grilled beef strips, but the aroma was rich, and there was nothing special about it. The other

The bowl is filled with green clear soup, with dozens of bright red cherries floating in it, and seven or eight pink petals floating on it. Underneath are diced young bamboo shoots, red, white and green, bright and eye-catching, with the smell of lotus leaves floating in the soup.

It has a refreshing fragrance. I guess this clear soup is made from lotus leaves.

Huang Rong poured wine into the wine glass, placed it in front of Hong Qigong, and said with a smile: "Qigong, how about you try my craftsmanship?"

Hong Qigong's stomach was already screaming with greed. He didn't wait for her to say the second sentence. He didn't drink. He grabbed the chopsticks and picked up two beef strips and put them into his mouth. He felt that his mouth was full of delicious food. It was absolutely delicious.

Ordinary beef has a different taste every time you chew it, either creamy and tender, or crispy and refreshing. The flavors are diverse and changeable, just like the endless moves of a martial arts master, which is unpredictable. Hong Qigong was surprised.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that each piece of beef was made up of four small strips of meat. Hong Qigong closed his eyes to taste the taste and said: "Well, one is lamb rump, one is piglet's ear, and one is calf kidney."

, there is one more... there is one more..."

Huang Rong pursed her lips and smiled: "I guess you are very powerful..."

As soon as Huang Rong finished speaking, Hong Qigong shouted excitedly: "It's deer leg meat and pork meat rubbed together."

Huang Rong couldn't help but clapped her hands and praised: "Qi Gong is really a good person, a good person."

This also stunned Mu Nianci on the side. Mu Nianci had participated in the preparation process of the entire dish just now, so she naturally knew how complicated the dish was. At that time, she was still wondering who could identify it.

It's really genius to come up with five different meat flavors.

Zhao Kai also took a chopstick and put it in his mouth to taste it. It was as delicious as Hong Qigong said.

Hong Qigong then commented: "There are only five kinds of meat, but the taste of pigs and sheep is normal, and the taste of deer and cattle is normal. There are so many changes in total, I can't calculate them." Huang Rong smiled and said: "If it is

Ignoring the changes in the order, there are only twenty-five changes, which is the number of fifty-five plum blossoms. And because the meat strips are shaped like flutes, this dish has a name, called "Whose Family Listens to Luomei on the Jade Flute". This 'Whose Family'

The two words also mean to test people. Qi Gong, you passed the test and are the number one among the diners."

Hong Qigong shouted: "Amazing!" He didn't know whether he praised the name of the dish or his ability to distinguish the taste. He picked up the spoon, scooped out two cherries, and said with a smile: "This bowl of lotus leaf, bamboo shoot and cherry soup

It looks so good that I’m a bit reluctant to eat it.”

Putting the spoon in his mouth and tasting the taste, Hong Qigong exclaimed "ah" and wondered: "Eh?" He ate two more and heard another "ah". The lotus leaves are clear, the bamboo shoots are fresh, the cherries are so fresh.

Needless to say, it is very sweet. The cherry pit has been dug out and something else has been embedded in it, but I can’t taste what it is. Hong Qigong pondered: "What is embedded in this cherry?" He closed his mouth.

He slowly discerned the taste with his eyes and mouth, and murmured: "It's sparrow meat! If it's not a partridge, it's a turtle dove. By the way, it's a turtle dove!"

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