After the fairy disappeared

Chapter 1267 Eat Chicken
He knows the Sand River Basin.

Sun Fuling said curiously: "Yes, it seems that you have studied hard in the past."

There are many kinds of open courses in Panlong City, some of which teach the geography and scenery of the outside world, and they are very popular.

"Dean Xu said that this is a family of immortals, and they rarely have children who enter the secular world."

"A family of immortal descent?"

"Like Mr. Lu."

He Lingchuan let out a long "oh" and understood.

The Bailie Lu family is a descendant of immortals, and their relationship with Lingshan is closer than that of other Taoist sects. With Lu Xun gone and Xin Yi here, it is clear that Hanyuan Mansion, like the Lu family, is considered one of Lingshan's own.

Lingshan felt more at ease when he sent his own people to Panlong City as envoy.

"It seems that this Hanyuan Mansion is doing well."

A passing child greeted Sun Fuling, and she smiled back before asking He Lingchuan, "How did you know that?"

"If children don't have to go out into the world, it means their family is rich and they don't have to work hard to make a living."

In fact, from this point of view, the Lu family in later generations still owned territory, and Lu Zhensheng and others were all from aristocratic families - although the position of the head of the family was indeed a bit unpleasant.

But in these troubled times, how many small forces can survive without feeling aggrieved?

"According to other practitioners from the east, Hanyuan Mansion is a famous and prominent family in the Shahe River Basin, and it is a prosperous family."

A prominent family may not necessarily be rich, and may only have inherited the fame left by their ancestors; but a prosperous family? They are rich and powerful in the present world.

"What is Xin Yi's status in Hanyuan Mansion?"

Lu Xun is the patriarch of the Lu family. Last time, he came to Panlong Wasteland in person to serve as a contact person for Lingshan.

What kind of person will Hanyuan Mansion send to handle the task assigned by Lingshan?
Sun Fuling shrugged. This action made her look even cuter. "I'm not sure about that. Is our topic today Mr. Xin?"

He Lingchuan quickly confessed his crime.

He is very busy now, and only has time to see Master Sun once every four or five days. But it is a bit rude to talk about work as soon as they meet.

The two walked out of Shumi Academy, hand in hand, to find a good meal.

Sun Fuling looked around, sniffed, and suddenly pointed to a small shabby shop on the corner of the street and said to He Lingchuan, "Eat that!"

Their relationship was close enough that they no longer needed to go to a fancy restaurant.

Seeing her sparkling eyes, how could He Lingchuan bear to refuse?

The store has a very small frontage, and the sign is written by the owner himself, "Lao Fang Yao Chicken", in a crooked handwriting.

But the smell coming from the kitchen is so delicious!
This extremely strong aroma of oil is the best signature.

There are only four small square tables in the store, and it only sells three kinds of food:

Roasted chicken, pickled buckwheat and wine.

Kiln-roasted chicken is different from beggar's chicken. It has a rich and mellow flavor and must be baked in a special kiln. What the two smelled just now was the aroma of roasted chicken just out of the oven.

The two of them ordered five and devoured them with relish.

This is also thanks to the fact that Panlong City now has a complete range of goods from north to south and abundant supplies. Three or four years ago, it would not be easy to eat chicken like this.

The whole chicken is most delicious when you tear it apart by hand. Peel off the crispy, oily and yellow chicken skin and the rich aroma and hot steam will come out.

It smells so good.

He Lingchuan also carefully peeled two heads of garlic, taking a bite of chicken and a bite of garlic.

The aroma of oil and the spiciness are a perfect match.

It is said that if you eat meat without garlic, the taste will be reduced by half.

Sun Fuling's fingers were all greasy, but she raised her glass and took a sip of wine: "I've wanted to come here to eat chicken for a long time, but no one wanted to come with me."

She ate no slower than He Lingchuan, and not even as politely, with a sesame seed on the corner of her lips.

He Lingchuan stretched out his fingers to wipe it off for her, and said with a smile: "You don't need the image, but other masters still need it."

Who, who is proud of his status, would dare to sit on the street, baring his teeth and tearing a chicken with his bare hands?
But he didn't find it strange that Master Sun was not afraid of the burn when he tore the chicken with his bare hands. Just two months ago, he secretly saw Master Sun picking up a piece of red-hot charcoal from the stove.

Also done with bare hands, and with a very natural expression.

Sun Fuling ate some pickled buckwheat to relieve the greasiness and also looked out the window at the long street: "Life is short and disasters are long, so we should indulge ourselves in fun."

"Indulge in fun, does that mean we're still neighbors separated by a wall?" He Lingchuan couldn't help but complain.

Door Panel and Willow Branch have already bought a house together in a small town nearby.

Sun Fuling glared at him and said, "Everyone in the city is talking about it. Is there going to be another big battle?"

"It's inevitable." He Lingchuan took a sip of wine, "Just as Master said, the disaster will last for a long time."

Although Panlong City's northwest front has never been peaceful, the entire front has been in a state of retreat recently, and the sound of weapons has not been heard.

This truce lasted for quite some time.

But those who are familiar with Zhong Shengguang and General Hong’s strategy, such as He Lingchuan, know that this is just the ebb tide before the tsunami arrives.

The next attack will be overwhelming if it doesn’t come.

Ordinary soldiers and civilians were not clear about the intentions of the Panlong City’s top leaders, but they had been exposed to war for many years, and when they saw the people inside and outside the city preparing for war and expanding their military, they knew that the war was not far away.

The present peace, prosperity and happiness are as illusory as a dream.

Sun Fuling wiped her hands, took out a small box from her bosom, pushed it in front of He Lingchuan and opened it:

"This is for you."

Inside lay a red string, which was neatly woven with four small golden beans. Each of the golden beans was engraved with a word, which together read:

Peace and joy.

"I learned how to weave it from other masters." She pointed at the red string and then the gold beans. "I also carved it."

She said seriously: "I hope you can return safely after this war."

The flames of war are merciless. How many lovers in the boudoir’s dreams have turned into dry bones in the trenches?
He Lingchuan looked at his ten oily paws and said, "I am very touched, but I dare not move. Excuse me?"

His sweetheart was truly different, choosing this moment to give him a gift.

Sun Fuling smiled and tied the red safety string around his left wrist.

He Lingchuan shook his wrist deliberately, and the golden beans would not make any sound.

Sun Fuling laughed: "Why are you shaking? I won't tie a bell for you!"

He often leads his troops in ambushes, so how could he wear jewelry that jingles?

He Lingchuan grabbed the glass and toasted her.

But before he finished his drink, two more people came into the store. One of them said to the other, "Sir, the kiln-roasted chicken in this store is the most special."

He Lingchuan took a look and was surprised to find that it was Xin Yi, whom he had just met!
We agreed to go back to Seymour Ridge together in the afternoon, but we met again.

When Xin Yi saw the two people sitting there, he was also startled. He waved to the other person, and the latter immediately left.

He came over and said hello: "General He, Master Sun, seeing you two are eating here, I know the food is good."

He was Zhong Shengguang's guest of honor, so He Lingchuan was very polite: "Sit down and eat together?"

It was just a polite remark, but Xin Yi took it seriously. He moved a chair over and sat down loudly: "Obedience is worse than respect."

(End of this chapter)