"Is this the legendary restaurant used to entertain gods - the Fairy Club?
Look, look, here is Master Erlang and other gods eating, drinking and having fun."
Before Old Han Kui could finish speaking, Mingyue, whose expression changed, hurriedly reached out and covered his mouth.
Han Kui knew that he had said the wrong thing, and waited for Mingyue to release his mouth before continuing:
"Who would have thought that I, Han Kui, would have such a day in my life. I could come here to have a meal, and it would be worth it to die immediately."
Old Han Kui looked like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, looking around and almost drooling.
I originally thought that the two Taoist priests recognized Wu Jun, but I didn't expect that they both looked at Wu Shenxian with blank expressions on their faces.
It seemed that it had been so long that neither of them had any impression of Wu Jun.
Looking at the faces of Master Bu Liuxian, I stood up, raised my chin towards Wu Jun, and said:
"Let me introduce you to this man. He is a great man. He once served as a god.
Now follow Yang Jian down to the mortal world to experience the life of the Wujun Wuxian."
Before I finished speaking, Han Kui and Mingyue knelt down to Wu Jun at the same time.
Seeing that the two of them did not salute me, but instead knelt and kowtowed to me, Wu Jun hurriedly dodged away.
said:
"You two, His Highness Shen Lian is here. Don't worry about the small and the big.
Now, like you two, I am an ordinary person, so don’t be like this.
Your Highness, why don’t you bow to Your Highness again?”
Seeing them struggling again, I helped the two Taoist priests up one by one and said:
"Sit down and eat first, the food is almost cold.
Who is that, add two more sets of cutlery?"
Together with Wu Jun, I pressed the two frightened Taoist priests on the chairs, pointed at the dishes on the table, and said:
"Stop saying anything and use your chopsticks quickly."
As I said that, I gave each of them a chopstick of shark fin and placed it on their respective plates.
After listening to the little Taoist priest who was waiting for the meal next to him, he told him that what was on his plate was shark's fin. After that, Lao Han Kui directly picked up the plate and put the shark's fin into his mouth with chopsticks.
"It's good stuff. It's like pig cartilage, and it makes a crunching sound when you bite it.
What is that? Grilled crab meat
Could you please bring some over and let me have a try.
Ouch, it’s so fresh—my eyebrows are about to fall off.
I am not afraid of the jokes between His Highness and the witches and gods. I have eaten crabs several times before.
It's the size of a chess piece and tastes good, but it's hard to eat the meat.
See what others do?
You can pull out the crab meat and make it so delicious.
After eating this meal, it's worth dying for me.
This life is perfect, perfect”
After taking a few more bites of the dishes, Old Han Kui's eyes turned red, and then he lowered his head and began to wipe away tears.
This time I couldn’t help but why did I start crying while eating?
Does this remind you of something sad? Before the old guy was born, his parents starved to death?
At this time, Mingyue, who had a face full of collagen, smiled bitterly at me and said:
"Your Highness, don't be as knowledgeable as Han Kui.
He's such a loser
Usually he has a tough heart, but whenever he encounters something smooth, he becomes emotional.
When Han Kui's parents passed away, he went down the mountain to attend the funeral.
From the first to the seventh day, he didn't shed a single tear, but when his parents were buried and they had the funeral banquet, he cried over a bowl of tofu."
“That tofu is so delicious”
After Han Kui wiped away his tears, he stood up and scooped up the bird's nest with a spoon while continuing to say to Mingyue:
"Master Patriarch, do you know?
The tofu is white, tender and smooth.
For a moment, I wanted to return to secular life and live with the tofu-making proprietress.
It's a pity that later she found out that the tofu was made by her man, so she gave up the idea of returning to secular life - what is this!
This is a bird's nest, tiny bits and pieces, so damn delicious.
Please, have another bowl."
Seeing Han Kui crying again with tears streaming down his face, I regretted calling him over to embarrass myself.
At the moment, when he was about to find an excuse to leave here, Leng Buding heard Han Kui suddenly say:
"By the way, Your Highness, have you seen that old immortal Bu Liuxian?
I haven't seen him since I went up the mountain a few days ago.
If you see him, please give that old man a message.
When will I get back the things he kept with me back then?
If it's still here, I'll have to talk about it again.
We can no longer stick to the same price as that year – we have to pay more.”
These two sentences brought me back to my seat. I looked at Han Kui who was mixing shark fin with rice and putting it in his mouth, and said:
“Bu Liuxian still has something left with you to keep?
It's been so long that he even forgot about it.
I don't think it's a valuable treasure, otherwise, the old Taoist priest would have exchanged it for money."
While we were talking, I walked to the bar and picked out two bottles of Moutai.
On the way back, he opened the lid of the wine and poured a glass of wine for each of Han Kui and Mingyue.
After Old Han Kui squinted his eyes and drank the glass of wine, a glimmer of light came out of his eyes.
“This is Moutai, right?
Logically speaking, I cannot drink, but His Highness poured the wine himself, so it would be disrespectful not to drink.
I’m also hopeless. Why can’t I take it out after I put it in my mouth?
It seems like there is a small hand in the throat, pulling at the throat
How about you give me another cup? Let me taste it again."
"How can one cup be enough? Change it to a larger cup."
Before I finished speaking, I saw Mr. Han bringing over his rice bowl.
I smiled, poured wine for Han Kui, and continued to say to him:
"By the way, where did you talk about just now?
What did Bu Liuxian keep with you?"
Han Kui's eyes were fixed on the flowing drink. After swallowing, he made a watermelon-sized gesture with his hand and said:
"Just a small coffin of this size,
It's not good wood, just ordinary willow.
If it was really a golden nan, I would have sold it for money.
There seems to be something inside, shake it and it will sway around - full, full, full, full."
When Old Han Kui was talking, I was distracted and didn't notice the wine in the glass, so I filled it up.
Han Kui immediately leaned on the table in a hurry, sipping the drink on the table with his mouth.
Mingyue pulled away from him helplessly and said:
"Something promising.
There is plenty of wine, but don't get drunk.
Your Highness asked you, where did you put that little coffin?"
It could be seen that Han Kui didn't usually have the opportunity to drink. He only took a few sips of wine, and his face was as red as a piece of red cloth.
He said drunkenly:
"Right in my house.
Such a big coffin, with a little fairy lying inside."