The owner of Yaowang Valley is a patient with depression

As a few people were chatting, they saw a luxurious building in front of them. It was several stories high and looked very valuable. Upon closer inspection, the building materials were famous for their rare materials. Although this Xingyue Tower smells of money upon closer inspection, it looks simple and elegant.

There are people crowding around the building. This is the Xingyue Building.

I don’t know what happened to Xingyue River.

Tuoba Shanghao and Beitang Ming were dressed in casual clothes, but the quality of their clothes was extraordinary. They were handsome, elegant, and had a strong aura. Cheng Luo has a fair complexion, white teeth and starry eyes. His eyebrows are as gentle as water, but a little distant. His black hair falls smoothly from his shoulders to his waist. His steps are light and make people feel pity for him.

Cheng Luo felt like a little bird in the relationship between the two of them. The combination of handsome men and beautiful women is always eye-catching. The crowd unconsciously parted a path for them.

The three of them came to the door and saw a painting hanging at the door. The painting is of endless towering mountains, thick ink and a composition that almost occupies the entire page. The branches and leaves are densely stacked on top of each other, and a small stream at the foot of the mountain is winding, making the painting look heavy and depressing.

"This guy is pretending to be serious again." Bei Tangming complained in a low voice.

"Your mouth... just stop saying a few words." Tuoba Shanghao suddenly seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes lit up when he looked at Cheng Luo.

"I wonder if this opinion of mine is acceptable?" I saw a man in gorgeous clothes writing a piece of paper eloquently and handed the paper to the steward.

"Every meal at Xingyue Tower is so grand?" Cheng Luo asked softly.

"That's not the case. In the past, anyone who was a man of letters and showed some literary talents could basically enter. Now the Xingyue River is here, and it has also brought the master of alchemy here. Anyone who can enter is lucky enough to taste alchemy. The dishes are cooked by the master himself. From time to time, the master will make a few dishes that enhance spiritual power, and everyone is flocking to them. So the threshold has been set a lot higher recently. However, the master has some bad tastes, and from time to time he will make some weird dishes to tease people. People. Xingyuechuan loves to do these stunts." Bei Tangming said.

Seeing that Cheng Luo seemed interested, the two of them accompanied her to watch at the door. The steward saw Tuoba and the two men nodded slightly.

"Sorry." After a while, the steward returned the paper and only said the word "sorry". The man in the splendid suit had a look of reluctance on his face, but in the end he said nothing. Anyway, he was not the only one who was rejected, and there was nothing to be ashamed of.

Near the window of the private room on the second floor, a man looked at the papers being delivered one after another and shook his head. He didn't know what answer he wanted. Anyway, none of them are eye-catching.

"Why bother... There is no way out after mountains and rivers, and there is a village with dark flowers and bright flowers." Among the many noisy voices, a crisp and clean voice came into my ears. Unable to help but look out the window, Cheng Luo seemed to sense the gaze. He looked toward the second-floor window, but couldn't see anything.

Xingyuechuan saw Cheng Luo's gaze and looked at the two old acquaintances beside him, which was interesting.

"Girl, please invite you and your friends." The steward came to Cheng Luo and raised his hand in a gesture of invitation.

Tuoba Shanghao and Beitang Ming looked at Cheng Luo. This poem really shocked them. The first half of the poem really echoed the painting, and the second half was the finishing touch.

Under the leadership of the steward, the three of them arrived at a box on the second floor. Entering the private room, the faint smell of grass filled the air, which was refreshing. The interior decoration is simple and low-key, not as eye-catching as the appearance of Xingyue Tower, but rather simple.

"Girl, the young master chose this specially for you. He said that girls should like this kind of box." The steward smiled and nodded towards Tuoba Shanghao and Beitang Ming.

This young man is quite good at understanding people's hearts.

"You have a good relationship with Xingyue River?" I heard them mention Xingyue River before.

"Tch, it's Tuoba at best. He and I are enemies." Bei Tangming curled his lips.

"Miss Cheng, don't be offended, they just love to quarrel."

"You said this guy already knew we were coming and didn't even show his face. Who are you looking down on? Don't we really care about this meal..." Although Bei Tangming said this, he picked up the menu in his hand. .

"Hey... what does this mean?" Bei Tangming spread out the menu, and the names of the dishes on it were incredible. "It wasn't like this before. What's going on in Xingyue River? Instead of opening a restaurant, it's going to be a poetry quiz competition?

Cheng Luo and Tuoba Shanghao looked at the menu.

Fengxia swims with the dragon, the lacquered mountains are charming, the silk and roses flow along the splendid river, the Mojiang waterside pavilions and pavilions... these dish names make Tuoba Shanghao confused.

Cheng Luo was a little confused at first, but then he understood. It seemed that the person who asked the question really had a bad taste.

"Is this the name of the dish?" Bei Tangming threw the menu on the table.

"Everyone, are the dishes ready?" The steward came up, his eyes straight, but he was a little scared inside. Oh, when you meet these two uncles, especially Mr. Beitang, if you are teased, you might just scold him. .

"Well, we are going to swim in the dragon and sneak in. The sunshine will turn into water chestnuts, and the hundred-foot-high wormwood will turn into lost roads. The Mojiang waterside pavilions will be pavilions. Another jar of cypress." Cheng Luo reported several dish names in succession, and Tuoba Shanghao and the other two did not understand. , but what the hell is the last jar of cypress?

The supervisor's expression changed visibly when he heard the name of the dish announced by Cheng Luo, especially when he heard a jar of cypress at the end, his eyes lit up.

"By the way, let me tell you chef, it's better to change it to Rizhao River. If there is one, you can have a copy." The manager put away his shocked expression, nodded and retreated.

Who is this girl? She managed to avoid those disgusting dishes perfectly. She even knew whether cypress was wine or wine. It was amazing.

"Miss Cheng, what's going on?" Naturally, the two of them saw the change in the steward's expression.

"Have you understood the secret of this menu?" Tuoba Shanghao asked.

"Actually, these names are the names of some medicinal plants. For example, Rizhao Chengdi. In fact, Rizhao is another name for Jinyangcao, and Chengdi is Chengdihua. The combination of the two has the effect of calming the mind, but I think Jinyang The effect of using Jiangguo with grass is better than that of adult flower, because adult flower is not suitable for people with internal injuries." Cheng Luo analyzed these by himself based on the books Yu Yao had read in his memory.

"I think this chef is also an interesting person. Do you know what this Bāsa Jingxin wine is?" Cheng Luo blinked, "Bāluo leaf is a very pungent plant. Jingxin should be Tranquility Fruit and Ningxin." Fruits are sweet and fragrant. Tranquility fruit and Ningxin fruit are indeed suitable for making wine. However, adding balsam leaves increases the effect of calming the mind and restoring blood energy, but it will change people's voices. Some people will have hoarse voices, and some will have hoarse voices. The voice is rough, and some people have a high-pitched voice.”

Tuoba Shanghao and Beitang Ming looked at each other, they were indeed alchemists. But what they don't know is that even ordinary alchemists may not react as quickly as Cheng Luo. And many of them are from ancient books on spiritual herbs, and many of those names are unknown to outsiders.

Cheng Luo became more interested as he spoke, "But I think this Whispering Jingxin Wine and Mo Shangdian will be more interesting."

"Haha, that's a good idea, little friend." An old voice sounded, and then a figure appeared from the door. A handsome man was sitting in a wheelchair, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and a slender and strong figure. The gray-haired old man beside the man had a voice like a bell, full of energy.

"The boys from the Tuoba family and the Beitang family are here too." Yao Lao looked at Tuoba Shanghao and Beitang Ming, then turned to look at Xingyuechuan who didn't speak, and then looked at Cheng Luo, " I don’t know what to call this little friend?”

"Yao Lao." After hearing Xing Yuechuan's words, Yao Lao walked to one side, and Xing Yuechuan slowly stepped forward while turning his wheelchair.

"Long time no see." Tuoba Shanghao took a step forward and walked to Cheng Luo's side. Bei Tangming curled his lips and said, "Why is it so difficult to eat a meal from your Xingyue family? You'd better stop opening a restaurant and open a talent club instead. After taking the calligraphy, painting, and poetry exam, what the hell, you're also taking the alchemy exam? You don't know how to order it. I can’t even enter your restaurant to play piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, alchemy or weapons?”

Although this is just a rant, I can tell that these people must be very familiar with each other.

"Long time no see." Xingyuechuan nodded to Tuoba Shanghao, glanced at Beitang Ming, and ignored him. Then he looked at Cheng Luo.