Two hundred and ninety-three wine choke crab mountain tiger
Lu Zigan is not one of those fellow sects who abide by the rules of the mountain to the point of being pedantic. He has never been afraid of using the so-called dirty tricks that are despised by the upright Jianghu people. Since Qiu Laosan has violated the laws of Yao first, then use his wife
When his daughter's safety was threatened, Lu Zigan didn't feel the slightest bit uncomfortable in his heart.
After saying hello to his fellow disciples in Songfeng Mountain, Lu Zigan was about to leave the city. Lu Zigan didn't like the smell of the city. The feeling of the salty sea breeze blowing across his cheeks was the same as the wind in the small village where he grew up. The sandy land on the seaside was barren,
No crops could be grown, and the fields were overgrown with red sweet potato vines. He squatted on the threshold and pulled at the bowl of red sweet potato rice, red sweet potato porridge, and red dried sweet potato...
In the early years of his life, he had eaten all his share of sweet potatoes, and the salty sea breeze reminded him of the taste, making him almost nauseous.'
Although Lu Zigan's current level of martial arts is not as good as that of a Taoist disciple, who often goes without food for several years without eating grains, inhaling the wind and drinking dew, he can still go without food for half a decade and ten days without any problems. According to Songfeng Mountain's preferential treatment for inner-mountain disciples,
There are delicacies from the mountains and the sea from time to time, but most of the disciples of Songfeng Mountain who keep simple in everything except martial arts regard them as worn-out shoes and regard them as foreign objects that hinder the consolidation of their mind. Lu Zigan is very different from them.
He never gave up a grain of rice for every meal provided on the mountain, and he never treated himself badly in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation when walking down the mountain.
Both his fellow disciples in Uchiyama and the deacons and elders had some criticisms of his eccentricities, which were not arrogant and extravagant but seemed to be seeking comfort and enjoyment. There were a few martial arts practitioners in Songfeng Mountain who were as moderately successful as Lu Zigan.
So he slacked off? However, he never cared about it. Even those elders who wanted to beat him to clean up the atmosphere on the mountain were not as powerful as before. Seeing that the mountain owner Gao Xu didn't seem to have much dislike for this person's behavior, he didn't bother to add any unnecessary extravagance.
, after all, the only person on Songfeng Mountain who can be said to be true to his word is still the mountain owner.
It was noon that day. After some hesitation, Lu Zigan decided to stay in Huating County for an hour or two. After all, after leaving Huating County, there were only village women's food shacks or simple restaurants left along the way, which was enough to satisfy his hunger.
There is no telling how good the color, aroma, and taste are. Although Huating County is not a big county, there are at least two restaurants with decent craftsmanship in the city. In addition, it is exactly what the predecessors wrote in the poem: "Sea delicacies with sugary crab fat, river mash with termite alcohol"
When the weather is good, there is no harm in eating up in the city before going on the road.
The Youyumen Haisha Gang, whose property has not been affected for the time being, is more than enough to provide food for the restaurants in Huating County. It didn't take long to prepare a table for the swordsman, mostly using local cooking methods.
The freshly caught seafood, shrimps and crabs were originally a good accompaniment to wine, but the waiter at the shop could not persuade this hero to try the ten-year-old Qishan County Xujiu wine in the restaurant, and he felt a little sorry for this generous spender.
Why didn't the customer drink? The waiter rushed to attend to the next table of customers.
When this three-story restaurant was built in a county like Huating County, the four-character comment "Deer Skin Cangbi" was probably indispensable to knowledgeable people. Some people also claimed that this restaurant would close down within half a year of opening here. Who knows?
I once thought that after all these years, instead of declining, this restaurant has become increasingly prosperous thanks to the chef's skill in cooking seafood and reasonable prices.
Lu Zigan held up a pair of chopsticks and picked up a crab claw. This restaurant cook must be a thoughtful and thoughtful person who is good at serving guests.
Being dismantled, it not only saves the tedious work of using eight pieces of crabs, but also saves many literati and poets from the filthy embarrassment when they write poems on the walls of restaurants.
Take two kilograms of water, dissolve a kilogram of salt in it, wash and submerge the live sea crabs, and pickle them for two or three hours, and you will have such a delicious dish that can be made by everyone at the beach. Although sea crabs are not as tender as river crabs, their meat is better.
It was because of the fresh ingredients near the seaside. Even though Emperor Yao did not hesitate to use a post road of 800 miles to rush to send the newly caught fish, shrimps and crabs to the north immediately in ice, it was still not as good as the ordinary people in this small coastal town who could often eat crabs for their daily meals.
The taste of yesterday’s rice wine.
There was a lot of fresh seafood on the table. The plate of crabs that Lu Zigan had the most chopsticks on was the crab meat. The fragrant, slightly sweet and not fishy crab meat melted in your mouth. Although there had just been a frost, the crab meat had just begun to condense.
Far from being at its most plump and tender, the plate of crabs in front of him was actually full of red paste, which showed that this restaurant was very careful in selecting ingredients.
The waiter was busy setting up several tables of food and wine, and then he had a moment of leisure. This restaurant usually entertains many local gourmets from Huating County. However, although these local Huating County guests are regular customers of the restaurant, they are not so generous every time.
All you have to do to order a table is a pot of wine and two or three side dishes. For these gourmets, going to this restaurant, which is already the most respectable place in Huating County, every day is a big deal.
It's a small expense, but if you try to make a fool of yourself, you'll inevitably be complained about by the boss when you get home.
Those old gourmets were chatting over the wine and food, and did not need to be bothered by the waiter. They just wanted to take some time to relax, but they caught a glimpse of another new-faced guest in the lobby. They were greeted by the man who had already developed a pair of sharp eyes.
The waiter looked the visitor up and down, and immediately lost his enthusiasm to greet the guests.
There was an extraordinary commotion in the city today. The diners and old gourmets said that the noise was coming from the Haisha Gang. Even the officials from nearby counties were dispatched to work with the Huating County Yamen to attack him.
Some idle people came who wanted to borrow the third floor of the restaurant to watch the excitement, but they were all chased out by the waiter. How could you want to borrow the restaurant to climb up without paying a penny? It's a wonderful idea.
Seeing that the man said hello to him and was about to go upstairs, the waiter hurriedly stepped forward and squeezed half of his body to the front of the steps. He smiled dryly and said: "This man looks unfamiliar. Is this your first time coming to our place? Why don't you weigh it first?"
A side dish? Wouldn't it be nice to go upstairs and see the excitement?"
The waiter, who thought that his words were quite polite, just ordered some food to save his face or retreated because he was interested. Otherwise, if he allowed this person to go upstairs and disturb the distinguished guests who had ordered a table, the shopkeeper might have
How many months would he have to deduct from him? After he had saved up enough money, he would like to go to a familiar disciple of Youyumen and treat him to a meal or a meal, or even teach him a few rudimentary moves, until he can master them.
Well, then there is no need to be afraid of the cook whose arms are as thick as his thighs?
"I, an old man, walked all the way from the mountains just to see the man upstairs." The old man, who didn't look decadent at his age, sneered, "Can the waiter do it for me?"
He glanced at the pair of boots that were made of ordinary materials but were worn out and unseemly, as well as the short-sleeved clothes that were so dusty that his original appearance was no longer visible. How could this person be related to the hero upstairs? Is it possible? Is he a servant? When the waiter saw that the old man didn't seem to be hypocritical, he thought that even if he was in trouble, it would be easy to let him go, otherwise he wouldn't come back.
Can you run up a few steps and ask?
"It doesn't matter, let him come up."
Hearing the words of the distinguished guest upstairs, the waiter hurriedly moved half of his body blocking the stairs. The old man thanked him and walked slowly upstairs.
The waiter didn't notice that this man had thick calluses on his mouth and little finger.
"Since you've noticed it a long time ago, why didn't you team up with your fellow disciples to capture me?"
"There is no need to trouble them if one person can do it."
"But you still let me go upstairs."
"This is not the place where you should appear." Lu Zigan said with a nonchalant look on his face, "Besides, without a bow and arrow, you let me get within ten feet, so there is no threat to you."
"That's the truth."
“The crabs here are very good, why don’t you try some?”
"good."
The two people, who were supposed to face each other life and death when they met, were now sitting at the same table, eating chopsticks from the same plate of crabs.
They were all very skilled warriors, so they were naturally very quick in cutting chopsticks. Not long after a plate of crabs, only the last crab claw was left. The two of them took chopsticks at the same time and caught them at both ends.
In the end, the old man gave in, loosened his chopsticks, and laughed at himself, "You are an old man after all. He can't even grab food as fast as a young man."
"Even if it is like this, I can't taste the food, so I always like to eat alone." Lu Zigan was not eager to put the last crab claw into his mouth, and said softly, "Jade bottle and crab claws, shoot In the floating wine jar, this has always been the case all my life, quit wandering and just go on a boat."
He calmly raised his head and looked at the old man: "If I hadn't gone to Songfeng Mountain, I might have become a fisherman. When I think about the best time in my life, I would have sold the fish I caught and gone home to make wine from the village. I would eat crabs on a plate like this, then I would go to sleep, then go fishing again, and then I would die."
"I have only tasted wine once after I went up to Songfeng Mountain. That was when I learned that I had entered the inner mountain and went down to Songfeng County." He laughed at himself, "But I don't dare to drink one more drink. If I go back to the mountain If the deacon on the mountain smells the smell of alcohol in the end, how will you live your life after entering the inner mountain?"
The old man looked amused.
"If you wait too long, your patience will deteriorate. I don't want to wait any longer." Lu Zigan pondered for a moment and then said, "If you want to live, the mountain will want you to die."
Then there was a long silence.
"good."
Thinking carefully and weighing the pros and cons has never been an old man's specialty. In the army, that is the job of the staff in the tent. He is the one who goes into battle. The only thing that can be trusted in the battle is the intuition honed during countless life-and-death situations, not to mention that they have no way out. Can go....
"I'm sorry for sending you so far. The crabs here are very good, so I think it wouldn't be bad to buy other things." Lu Zigan said as he watched the old man go downstairs.
The waiter sent the old man out the door with a smile on his face.
"Gao Xu, are all the people you respect like this?" The old man walked a few steps and looked back at the restaurant, murmuring, "Tiger's in the mountains will hurt others instead of hurting themselves."