Mortals ask the immortals

"Waiter, bring all your specialties to my young master, and a pot of wine."

"Okay, please wait a moment, sit over there."

"Brother Dasheng, one braised pork elbow and one braised pork shank, the guests are urging us!"

At noon, a young man in gray linen and a servant's hat was shuttling back and forth in the Woniu Inn, his movements were very skillful.

The young man was Duan Qing. It was mealtime, and the inn was bustling with many guests who came to the inn to rest, eat, drink tea and have a few drinks.

"Guest, the braised pork elbow and a pot of wine you ordered are here, and the rest of the dishes will be here soon."

Duan Qing had a smile and a little pride on his face. He glanced at the three guests at the table and skillfully served the wine and food to the table.

The wine in his inn is called Qinjiu, which has a strong aroma and is refreshing and memorable.

Like the secret beef, it is a craft passed down from his ancestors and is very famous in Xiao'an City.

Anyone who has tasted his wine will praise it!

A young man in gorgeous clothes, who was about the same age as Duan Qing, was sitting at the table with his legs crossed. His handsome face was expressionless, and he looked disdainfully at the other people in the inn, as well as Duan Qing, who put down the dishes and turned away.

The other two guards, with steady legs and calloused palms, were obviously martial artists. They stood on both sides of the young man like iron towers, and their eyes intentionally or unintentionally scanned the people in the inn.

Although most of the food and wine had been served, the young man in gorgeous clothes had no intention of moving his chopsticks. He just gestured to the guards behind him.

One of the guards came forward and took out chopsticks from the chopstick holder, picked up some from each dish and tried them one by one, then took an empty bowl and poured a small bowl of wine and drank it all.

After a while, the guard nodded to the young man in gorgeous clothes, and then stood behind him silently.

Seeing this, the young man in fancy clothes also took out his chopsticks from the chopstick holder and began to taste carefully.

He ate very slowly, chewing the food carefully for a long time before swallowing it, and only tasting each dish. Although he looked a little absent-minded, he seemed to be satisfied with the food.

The behavior of this young man and his guards was very eye-catching in the inn, but most of the people in the inn were businessmen. Judging from the appearance of this young man, he should be from an extraordinary family, so no one came out to cause trouble and talk about it.

The few local people in the small town who came to the inn to drink, except for muttering a few words in their hearts about the big style, dared not speak out, for fear of causing trouble.

And the behavior of the young man in fancy clothes also fell into the eyes of Duan Qing, who had just come out of the kitchen to serve the dishes. He was very puzzled by everything the young man in fancy clothes did.

Why didn't the accompanying people come to the table for dinner, but let one of them eat a little first? Do they have such a small appetite?

For Duan Qing, who had never left Xiao'an City since he was a child and the farthest place he had been to was Xiao'an to pick bird nests and wild fruits, the behavior of the young man in fancy clothes was indeed a little difficult to understand.

However, Duan Qing was very curious about the young man in fancy clothes. Over the years, there were quite a few people who came to Woniushe to rest, eat and drink, but he had never seen such a servant eat before the master started eating.

He had seen the behavior of those rich masters in the small town, and the servants were not qualified to sit at the table.

I just heard from Uncle Wang that some people from wealthy families outside would ask the servants to taste the food before eating, which was said to be to prevent someone from poisoning.

These thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant.

The behavior of the young man in fancy clothes was indeed like those people from the big families that Uncle Wang said, but Xiao'an City was a remote and poor place, so why would such a person come here?

Ah! No, didn't this person suspect that my wine and food were poisonous!

Thinking of Duan Qing, he suddenly felt a little indignant, and his eyes turned from curiosity to anger when he looked at the young man in fancy clothes.

"Waiter, why haven't the dishes I ordered been served yet? Hurry up, hurry up, I have to hurry after I finish eating."

At this time, several businessmen at the neighboring table urged him in a somewhat unfriendly tone.

"Ah, sir, please wait a moment, I will go to the kitchen to help you."

Duan Qing came back to his senses and responded quickly. At this time, he didn't think too much. He put the dishes in his hand on the table of the young man in fancy clothes with a bang, and hurried back to the kitchen.

Bai Shaoyun put down his chopsticks, poured a glass of wine with a cup, and pretended to taste it.

He looked at the waiter from the corner of his eye. He was wearing a gray linen suit, an ugly servant's hat on his head, and a dirty and oily rag on his shoulder.

The servant stared at him at first, then he keenly noticed the other's eyes, which seemed to be a little unfriendly to him, and then the guy put the dishes on his table and hurried back to the kitchen.

Bumpkin, such an ant-like character, how can he be worthy of his attention!

Bai Shaoyun put his attention on the wine in his hand again, and after a careful taste, it seemed to have such a charm.

I didn't expect that such a small place would have such good wine.

Born in the Bai family of Qizhou, he had been dressed in fine clothes and fed with delicious food since he was a child, and he had drunk a lot of good wine. This wine was also ranked among the top quality wines he had drunk.

His brows relaxed, as if the dust on this road had disappeared in the time when he drank this wine.

This trip to Jinxuan Sect in Wuxiang Mountain was a great opportunity. I took this opportunity to step into the supreme immortal way and let the people at home see that I, Bai Shaoyun, was no worse than my eldest brother.

Thinking of that person's figure, Bai Shaoyun felt a nameless sullenness in his chest. He tilted his head back and drank the remaining wine in the cup. Then he poured several more cups in a row.

After finishing the pot of wine, Bai Shaoyun left the meal money and left without saying a word. It seemed that no one here was worth his saying more. The two guards looked at each other silently, and they didn't care about eating, and hurriedly followed.

After Duan Qing served the dishes, he approached the table where the young men in gorgeous clothes had sat before. At this time, the people had left, leaving a table full of untouched dishes and an empty wine pot. A small ingot of gold was placed on the empty space on the table.

He picked up the gold and put it in front of his eyes to observe. There was a small "Bai" engraved on it.

Duan Qing weighed the gold in his hand and smacked his lips secretly.

Such a generous person, it's just a big sucker! How can you ask for so much for a meal? It's worthy of being a member of the big family that Uncle Wang said.

At this time, Duan Qing had basically confirmed that the young man in fancy clothes and his group were the children of the noble family that Uncle Wang mentioned.

Duan Qing put away the gold, with a little excitement on his face. As for his dissatisfaction with the young man in fancy clothes, he had long forgotten it.

He would give the gold to his mother later to make her happy. This was equivalent to more than half a month's income of the inn.

As the meal time passed, fewer people came to the inn, and Duan Qing was relieved.

When all the diners left, the entire lobby of the inn became empty. Duan Qing brought a bucket of water from the backyard, wet and wrung out the rag and began to wipe the table.

"Haha, Duan boy, serve the food, but I'm starving. Give me two pounds of your braised beef."

At this time, a middle-aged strong man with dark skin, a big bag hanging on his left shoulder, and an ancient broadsword on his waist walked in from the door. Before he arrived, his hearty voice sounded first.

"Ah, Uncle Wang, when did you come back?

When the voice reached Duan Qing's ears, he immediately threw away the greasy rag in his hand, walked towards the sturdy man with a few steps, and stood in front of the middle-aged sturdy man with a smile.

Duan Qing was of medium height. Now he stood in front of the sturdy man, and his head just reached his shoulder.

"Haha, I just came back today. I haven't seen you for more than a month, and you have grown a lot! "

"I was away for more than a month this time, and I was greedy for your wine and food. I just arrived in Xiao'an City and came here without even going home. Come on, get me something to eat first."