People are in comprehensive martial arts, start to destroy Shaolin

On the table, Hong Qigong looked at several dishes and salivated.

First, he looked at Haoyu Tang, which was a bowl of green clear soup.

The clear soup is made from lotus leaves, and there are ten bright red cherries, seven or eight pink petals, and some tender bamboo shoots in it.

The three colors of red, white and green shine, and pay attention to the word "color".

Hong Qigong ate a cherry, and the taste of the clear lotus leaves, the freshness of the bamboo shoots, and the sweetness of the cherries exploded in his mouth.

That taste is really hard to find.

Tasting carefully, the cherry pit has been pulled out, and the turtledove meat is embedded in it.

Ah!
The taste is indescribable, indescribable.

Huang Rong said proudly, "This dish doesn't use any condiments."

"It's a combination of the original flavors of these things."

Hong Qigong gave a thumbs up, but without saying a word, he extended his chopsticks to the next dish.

The moonlit night at 24 bridges is actually a bowl of steamed tofu.

But the tofu is not trivial. It needs to cut open a ham first and dig 24 round holes.

Cut the tofu into 24 small balls and put them into the holes, then tie the ham and steam it. When the steaming is done, the umami flavor of the ham has been fully absorbed into the tofu, but the ham is discarded and not eaten.

But the tofu has absorbed all the essence of the ham.

How bright the taste is.

Hong Qigong tasted one and was full of praise: "More than ten years ago, I ate it once in the Imperial Palace."

"The taste is far inferior to this one, it's really wonderful, wonderful!"

This compliment made Huang Rong very happy, and she asked Guo Jing to bring out the bowl of noodles she treasured and share it with the four of them.

Guo Jing got up disapprovingly and brought out a bowl of beef noodles.

Hong Qigong was a big expert, so he put other dishes aside, and took the lead in putting two strips of beef into his mouth.

I just feel that my mouth is full of deliciousness, which is definitely not ordinary beef. Every time I chew it, I have a different taste.

Some are plump and tender, some are sweet, crisp and refreshing. The flavors are diverse and changeable, just like the endless movements of martial arts masters, which are unpredictable.

It turned out that each piece of meat was made up of four small strips of meat, one lamb sitting on the buttocks, one piggy ear, one calf kidney, and one piece of deer leg meat kneaded together with rabbit meat.

Among them, the mixed taste of pig and sheep is a general taste, and the taste of roe and ox is also a general taste. There are 25 variations in total.

This dish has a "taste" character. The most rare thing is that the taste is still changing after the dish is served.

It's really amazing, amazing.

Except for Huang Rong, the three of them didn't speak any more, they just tasted it slowly.

Endless aftertaste.

If it is said that there is also nature and nurture in cooking.

Huang Rong is definitely the great master among the great masters.

The cooking of this meal is really delicious, even if you are full, you can't help but want to take another bite.

After one bite, I want to take another three.

Three dishes and one soup quickly filled the stomachs of several people.

Hong Qigong patted his slightly swollen stomach, and said with some regret:
"Master Zhang, what martial arts do you want to learn?"

"Let me tell you in advance that I can't give you the two great skills of the Beggar Clan."

He thought very well in his heart, and Zhang Wuwei didn't like the rest of the martial arts.

He can't teach the Dog Beating Stick Technique and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms that he likes.

Zhang Wuwei is not like Guo Jing, he is alone, the master of a sect, if he passes this martial art to him.

He then passed it on to the congregation, or told one or two of the key points.

How does his gang of beggars face Mingjiao?

Alas, with a sigh, it's a pity that this delicacy can only be eaten this time.

This is how old beggars will eat other things in the future.

The taste is like chewing wax, the taste is like chewing wax.

Zhang Wuwei put down his chopsticks and glanced at Guo Jing, he knew the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, but he couldn't pass this martial art to Guo Jing.

Hong Qigong must pass it on to him.

Shaking his head, he didn't speak.

This made Hong Qigong sigh even more, thinking that it was over, he was angry.

I will never eat good food again.

When Huang Rong saw this, her eyes rolled. She knew that Zhang Wuwei liked all kinds of martial arts.

After thinking about it, "Qi Gong's reputation as a chivalrous man has been spread all over the country."

"If Qi Gong wants to eat, Rong'er will continue to cook for Qi Gong tomorrow."

"Why ask him, I'm not familiar with him either."

Hong Qigong's eyes lit up, he really wanted to eat, but he still hesitated after looking at Zhang Wuwei.

At this time, Huang Rong gave him a fatal blow:
"Oh, I wanted to make smoked field chicken legs, eight-treasure duck, and silver rolls tomorrow."

"Hiss." Hong Qigong's eyes were red: "You little girl."

He didn't say the rest, but he stayed.

In this way, Huang Rong cooks all kinds of delicacies in different ways every day.

For two months in a row, there was no dish of the same kind. Zhang Wuwei and others were very happy to eat.

Every day I look forward to what to eat tomorrow.

Even Zhang Wuwei couldn't remember this point, and he thought about it more than once.

Otherwise, Huang Rong was tricked away.

Why is Guo Jing, a silly boy, nothing else, this is cooking.

Really, absolutely.

Hong Qigong also said to leave every day after eating, but after finishing eating every day, he listened to Huang Rong's report of tomorrow's dishes.

I couldn't help but live again and again, and lived like this for two months.

Originally he only wanted to pass on two or three sets of ordinary martial arts, so he passed on the first fifteen palms of Lao Di's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to Guo Jing.

Although Huang Rong pestered Hong Qigong several times, Hong Qigong was very principled and did not pass it on to Zhang Wuwei.

But he didn't care about Zhang Wuwei watching from the sidelines.

Until this day, even Huang Rong brought out her best stir-fried cabbage and boiled pork.

Hong Qigong was unmoved, sighed and took the last bite, then put down his chopsticks.

Looking at the left hand with only four fingers left, he chopped off one finger because of a food accident.

If I don't leave today, my whole hand will be chopped off, I'm afraid it won't be enough to make up for it, so I opened my mouth and said:
"No, no."

"The old beggar is leaving."

After finishing speaking, he ignored Huang Rong's yelling, got up and flew away.

Soon disappeared.

If it drags on, he is afraid that he will pass on the last three palms and the dog-beating stick together.

Then he is a sinner of the beggar gang.

Huang Rong looked at Hong Qigong angrily, only three palms short, three palms short.

Hmph, wait, sooner or later I will let you spit out those three palms.

Turning around: "Brother Jing, quickly teach those fifteen masters to Brother Wuwei."

Guo Jing felt very uncomfortable when he heard this, but he didn't say much.

Standing up, came to an open space: "Second brother, just be careful."

"The first form is called Kanglong has regrets!"

"Increase Qi and Concentrate Mind, Luck and Hand Shaoyang Sanjiao Meridian, Xingguan Chong, Liquid Gate, Zhongzhu."

"The move is to bend the left leg slightly and bend the right arm slightly"

After hitting fifteen palms in a row, he scratched his head and asked Zhang Wuwei:

"Second brother, are you optimistic?"

"Do you want me to demonstrate it to you?"

Zhang Wuwei stood at the same place, and with a wave of his arm, it was the last three palms: walking on the frost and ice, the sheep touching the domain, and the last palm of the dragon swaying its tail.