salted fish soaring
Chapter 92
He saw it? !
Wei Ping held the red leaf in his palm, and his big sleeves hung down to cover it up heavily.
Did Song Qianji see the red leaves and my face change?
Ye is a mortal thing, without any trace of magic power left, just like a hexagonal snowflake falling among plum blossoms, coming and going quietly without disturbing anyone.
Where is the person who delivered the leaves?
But just walked outside the courtyard wall?
The snow is thin, the wind is cold, and the plum blossoms are falling.
"Are you okay?" Song Qianji asked softly, "Is it cold?"
Seeing that his expression was normal, Wei Ping moved his mouth and shook his head: "I'm fine. I'm not cold."
"Who said there is a 'Baxia Nong' today? I'm late?"
A loud laugh fell.Ji Chen strode into the courtyard, the gold-bottomed safflower cloak fluttered in the wind, and the collar was rolled with a circle of thick white fox fur, leading the way.
Wei Ping raised his eyes, and the cold light flashed away in his eyes.
Could it be Ji Chen?He presided over the formation of Song Yuan.As soon as the leaves arrived, he appeared.
Impossible, he has no such brain.
"You came early, I don't have any seasoning bowl yet. Why don't we go to Shifang to eat barbecue, what do you think, Mr. Song?" Wei Ping didn't reveal anything on the surface.
Ji Chen was wronged: "On a snowy day, you should eat hot pot. The soup boils like waves, and the slices of meat are like clouds. 'Surges clear the river and snow, and the wind turns to reflect the sunset'. What's the matter with eating barbecue? It's not a good scene, let alone what you did." Thousand Canals and Sixteen Fragrances' marinated meat ingredients have been sold overseas, do we still have to go to the street to eat?"
Wei Ping smiled: "The chef of that family learned from me, and even improved the recipe of cured meat. He is more particular about the use of charcoal and oil."
Ji Chen didn't believe it: "Can it be better than 'Thousand Canals and Sixteen Fragrances'?"
"Of course. The old gourmets in Hongfu County line up half a month in advance to reserve a table in order to eat a bite of meat just off the grill."
Song Qianji knew that the shop was opened by Wei Ping, and the cook in the shop was originally a cook by the river: "Let's go, go and have a taste."
……
Although it was snowing, the long street was warm, bright and lively.
The lights are bright, as bright as day, and there is an endless stream of pedestrians, surging like a tide.
The three of them were traveling, and Ji Chen ran at the front:
"Tiancheng is really not what it used to be. Brother Wei, you have really opened up the trade route of Qianqu. You said before that one day, Tiancheng will stay up all night, and everyone yearns for it. I see a show, it's not far away. .”
Wei Ping didn't answer.
He didn't want to stay in the courtyard with fallen red leaves, but he regretted going out even more.
He followed Song Qianji closely all the way, his eyes floating.Rich businessmen driving high horses, peddlers pushing donkey carts, old stall owners peddling, young men soliciting business, children drooling in women’s arms, little girls laughing together, every passer-by...
He has a ghost in his heart, and everyone looks like a ghost, like an assassin who came to kill Song Qianji.
Ji Chen sensed something was wrong: "Wei Ping, why are you out of your mind tonight?"
Song Qianji turned to look at Weiping: "You are tired, we will go back."
He is wearing a fence tonight, and others cannot see his face and expression clearly.
Not what he wanted, when Xianguan went shopping at night, he was easily surrounded by excited people, causing traffic jams.
"Not tired." Wei Ping said nonsense: "Just now I saw a girl walking by under the lamp, she looked so beautiful, so I was dumbfounded."
Unexpectedly, Ji Chen immediately became energetic: "Sister She is also beautiful, what do you think of her? Do you want to think about it? Are you interested in her by sending her red flower stewed snow clams? She even praised you to me yesterday, saying From now on, your Taoist partner must be very happy to eat the food you cook every day. It’s amazing, one of you loves to eat and the other knows how to cook. The perfect match made in heaven is really infuriating..."
Song Qianji couldn't help smiling.
Wei Ping: "Brother Ji, if it wasn't for tonight, I would have almost forgotten that you are still a talker."
Meng Heze would have turned around and slipped away, but Weiping would have changed the subject:
"Here we are, this is a shop I opened, please appreciate it, Brother Ji."
The diners lining up at the entrance were all drooling and sniffling.The aroma of oil, meat and spices is mixed into a complex and peculiar aroma, which is fascinating.
Ji Chen looked up: "Taipingji? Your barbecue restaurant, why is it called 'Taipingji'? The signboard is also ordinary."
"My name is 'Ping', and I am nothing special."
Ji Chen turned around in a circle and pointed: "Look at the 'Fuguiji' on the left, and the 'Ronghuaji' on the right, and across the street is the 'Jinxiudui' silk and satin branch of Hongfu No. You are brighter than you, are you balanced in your heart?"
Wei Ping was speechless.
"I think it's a good name." Song Qianji looked up at the plaque: "It's easy to enjoy wealth, but it's hard to live in peace. The words are also good."
Ji Chen said in surprise: "Brother Wei, you wrote this signboard yourself? Brother Song is the leader of the painting and calligraphy test. On the stage of picking stars, a heroic post made a hero in writing and ink in the world. He said that your calligraphy is good, it must be very good !"
"I, I have practiced a little bit. Mr. Song praises it."
He does not mean that.Wei Ping's breathing rhythm was slightly chaotic.
"Mr. Wei En, you are here! Please come inside."
Fortunately, the clerk at the door was alert, recognized Wei Ping at a glance, and immediately greeted him to come in, please go to the box on the second floor.
The diners queuing up at the door looked envious: "They must be the legendary heavenly guests."
The other touched his number plate cherishingly: "I'll have two more meals, and I'll be promoted to the earth level! It's not far away!"
"I'm only at the yellow level. Apart from getting the sky level, is there any other way to avoid queuing?"
"Yes, let's move from Hongfu to Qianqu, sign up for the Xianguan Mansion to recruit workers, and be rated as 'pioneer of the river' and 'pioneer of the road'. Not only do we not have to wait in line, but we also get a discount at the checkout."
"There is no such way!"
When Song Qianji heard this, he secretly laughed at Wei Ping's many tricks and his mind.
The baking pan smoked, and the smoke lingered and sizzled.
The fresh-cut meat slices are bright red and thin, with even and delicate snowflakes, which change color instantly when heated. Chopsticks clamp it and press it into the feeding bowl.
The marinated kebabs have a richer flavor, and the juices splatter when you bite into it.
Ji Chen ate too much and refused to look up.The bowls and chopsticks collide to make music.
Wei Ping didn't eat it himself, but only gave Song Qianji barbecue and dipping sauce: "It's snowing outside, and the snowflake beef in the house, is this time suitable for the occasion?"
Ji Chen said vaguely: "It should be suitable for the occasion, it smells so good!"
Song Qianji said, "I'll do it myself."
The other party sometimes takes too much care and attention, which makes him feel uncomfortable.
Even if he is his own son, he will not serve Lao Tzu in everything, right?
Wei Ping was about to refuse when he heard a faint singing voice:
"Hate injustice with a white blade, and pour gold into everything. In the red dust of murder, the reward lies in Sixu..." *
Their box was facing the street, and the drunken singing came in from outside the building intermittently.
"Is there someone singing on the second floor of the silk and satin village opposite?" Ji Chen asked in surprise.
Wei Ping lowered his eyes, his black eyes were slightly cold.
A sound transmission sounded in his ear: "Wei Zhenyu, do you think I look like a girl?"
Wei Ping held the red leaf in his palm, and his big sleeves hung down to cover it up heavily.
Did Song Qianji see the red leaves and my face change?
Ye is a mortal thing, without any trace of magic power left, just like a hexagonal snowflake falling among plum blossoms, coming and going quietly without disturbing anyone.
Where is the person who delivered the leaves?
But just walked outside the courtyard wall?
The snow is thin, the wind is cold, and the plum blossoms are falling.
"Are you okay?" Song Qianji asked softly, "Is it cold?"
Seeing that his expression was normal, Wei Ping moved his mouth and shook his head: "I'm fine. I'm not cold."
"Who said there is a 'Baxia Nong' today? I'm late?"
A loud laugh fell.Ji Chen strode into the courtyard, the gold-bottomed safflower cloak fluttered in the wind, and the collar was rolled with a circle of thick white fox fur, leading the way.
Wei Ping raised his eyes, and the cold light flashed away in his eyes.
Could it be Ji Chen?He presided over the formation of Song Yuan.As soon as the leaves arrived, he appeared.
Impossible, he has no such brain.
"You came early, I don't have any seasoning bowl yet. Why don't we go to Shifang to eat barbecue, what do you think, Mr. Song?" Wei Ping didn't reveal anything on the surface.
Ji Chen was wronged: "On a snowy day, you should eat hot pot. The soup boils like waves, and the slices of meat are like clouds. 'Surges clear the river and snow, and the wind turns to reflect the sunset'. What's the matter with eating barbecue? It's not a good scene, let alone what you did." Thousand Canals and Sixteen Fragrances' marinated meat ingredients have been sold overseas, do we still have to go to the street to eat?"
Wei Ping smiled: "The chef of that family learned from me, and even improved the recipe of cured meat. He is more particular about the use of charcoal and oil."
Ji Chen didn't believe it: "Can it be better than 'Thousand Canals and Sixteen Fragrances'?"
"Of course. The old gourmets in Hongfu County line up half a month in advance to reserve a table in order to eat a bite of meat just off the grill."
Song Qianji knew that the shop was opened by Wei Ping, and the cook in the shop was originally a cook by the river: "Let's go, go and have a taste."
……
Although it was snowing, the long street was warm, bright and lively.
The lights are bright, as bright as day, and there is an endless stream of pedestrians, surging like a tide.
The three of them were traveling, and Ji Chen ran at the front:
"Tiancheng is really not what it used to be. Brother Wei, you have really opened up the trade route of Qianqu. You said before that one day, Tiancheng will stay up all night, and everyone yearns for it. I see a show, it's not far away. .”
Wei Ping didn't answer.
He didn't want to stay in the courtyard with fallen red leaves, but he regretted going out even more.
He followed Song Qianji closely all the way, his eyes floating.Rich businessmen driving high horses, peddlers pushing donkey carts, old stall owners peddling, young men soliciting business, children drooling in women’s arms, little girls laughing together, every passer-by...
He has a ghost in his heart, and everyone looks like a ghost, like an assassin who came to kill Song Qianji.
Ji Chen sensed something was wrong: "Wei Ping, why are you out of your mind tonight?"
Song Qianji turned to look at Weiping: "You are tired, we will go back."
He is wearing a fence tonight, and others cannot see his face and expression clearly.
Not what he wanted, when Xianguan went shopping at night, he was easily surrounded by excited people, causing traffic jams.
"Not tired." Wei Ping said nonsense: "Just now I saw a girl walking by under the lamp, she looked so beautiful, so I was dumbfounded."
Unexpectedly, Ji Chen immediately became energetic: "Sister She is also beautiful, what do you think of her? Do you want to think about it? Are you interested in her by sending her red flower stewed snow clams? She even praised you to me yesterday, saying From now on, your Taoist partner must be very happy to eat the food you cook every day. It’s amazing, one of you loves to eat and the other knows how to cook. The perfect match made in heaven is really infuriating..."
Song Qianji couldn't help smiling.
Wei Ping: "Brother Ji, if it wasn't for tonight, I would have almost forgotten that you are still a talker."
Meng Heze would have turned around and slipped away, but Weiping would have changed the subject:
"Here we are, this is a shop I opened, please appreciate it, Brother Ji."
The diners lining up at the entrance were all drooling and sniffling.The aroma of oil, meat and spices is mixed into a complex and peculiar aroma, which is fascinating.
Ji Chen looked up: "Taipingji? Your barbecue restaurant, why is it called 'Taipingji'? The signboard is also ordinary."
"My name is 'Ping', and I am nothing special."
Ji Chen turned around in a circle and pointed: "Look at the 'Fuguiji' on the left, and the 'Ronghuaji' on the right, and across the street is the 'Jinxiudui' silk and satin branch of Hongfu No. You are brighter than you, are you balanced in your heart?"
Wei Ping was speechless.
"I think it's a good name." Song Qianji looked up at the plaque: "It's easy to enjoy wealth, but it's hard to live in peace. The words are also good."
Ji Chen said in surprise: "Brother Wei, you wrote this signboard yourself? Brother Song is the leader of the painting and calligraphy test. On the stage of picking stars, a heroic post made a hero in writing and ink in the world. He said that your calligraphy is good, it must be very good !"
"I, I have practiced a little bit. Mr. Song praises it."
He does not mean that.Wei Ping's breathing rhythm was slightly chaotic.
"Mr. Wei En, you are here! Please come inside."
Fortunately, the clerk at the door was alert, recognized Wei Ping at a glance, and immediately greeted him to come in, please go to the box on the second floor.
The diners queuing up at the door looked envious: "They must be the legendary heavenly guests."
The other touched his number plate cherishingly: "I'll have two more meals, and I'll be promoted to the earth level! It's not far away!"
"I'm only at the yellow level. Apart from getting the sky level, is there any other way to avoid queuing?"
"Yes, let's move from Hongfu to Qianqu, sign up for the Xianguan Mansion to recruit workers, and be rated as 'pioneer of the river' and 'pioneer of the road'. Not only do we not have to wait in line, but we also get a discount at the checkout."
"There is no such way!"
When Song Qianji heard this, he secretly laughed at Wei Ping's many tricks and his mind.
The baking pan smoked, and the smoke lingered and sizzled.
The fresh-cut meat slices are bright red and thin, with even and delicate snowflakes, which change color instantly when heated. Chopsticks clamp it and press it into the feeding bowl.
The marinated kebabs have a richer flavor, and the juices splatter when you bite into it.
Ji Chen ate too much and refused to look up.The bowls and chopsticks collide to make music.
Wei Ping didn't eat it himself, but only gave Song Qianji barbecue and dipping sauce: "It's snowing outside, and the snowflake beef in the house, is this time suitable for the occasion?"
Ji Chen said vaguely: "It should be suitable for the occasion, it smells so good!"
Song Qianji said, "I'll do it myself."
The other party sometimes takes too much care and attention, which makes him feel uncomfortable.
Even if he is his own son, he will not serve Lao Tzu in everything, right?
Wei Ping was about to refuse when he heard a faint singing voice:
"Hate injustice with a white blade, and pour gold into everything. In the red dust of murder, the reward lies in Sixu..." *
Their box was facing the street, and the drunken singing came in from outside the building intermittently.
"Is there someone singing on the second floor of the silk and satin village opposite?" Ji Chen asked in surprise.
Wei Ping lowered his eyes, his black eyes were slightly cold.
A sound transmission sounded in his ear: "Wei Zhenyu, do you think I look like a girl?"
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