Lotus Tower is the second best in the world

Chapter 17 Chef Li Lianpeng

After dark, dinner is ready.

When Li Lianpeng and Li Lianhua each picked up their chopsticks and were about to enjoy their meal, Lianhua Tower suddenly received an uninvited guest.

"I didn't plan to show up originally, but the food tastes too good... No, I've been following your small building all day long, and I'm tired and thirsty, so I have no choice but to show up and want to show up to you. You two ask for a bowl of water..."

"Just asking for a bowl of water?"

"...If you two are willing, I can sit down and share the same table with you...haha."

"Tsk..."

Li Lianpeng looked at the young man in front of him who was sloppily dressed and had a coy expression. He felt funny in his heart. He gestured to Li Lianhua opposite, meaning that you have the final say on your territory.

Li Lianhua has always been kind-hearted, and she can help the corpses of strangers who have no relatives and no one to claim them to be laid to rest. There is no problem in treating a living person to a meal.

What's more, this young man is also related by blood to his senior brother who he thought was dead. He immediately hesitated and motioned to the big-eyed young man who looked downcast to get a pair of bowls and chopsticks from the small building and sit down to eat together.

This uninvited guest was the one I met two days ago who had sneaked out to explore the world. He was accompanied by Zhang San, Li, Four Kings and Five, three loyal and strong guards, and a young Tianjitang young man named "Wind God Pony". host.

The son of the Minister of Hubu of the current dynasty and the grandson of the Crown Prince and Taifu, Fang Duobei, who claimed to be the "Sad Master of Sorrows", was the eldest son of Fang.

However, at that time, the young man in gilded clothes who was full of energy and galloping around the world was now disheveled, his hair was messy, he looked particularly tired, and his three guards were missing.

I even saw that I couldn’t walk after eating.

No matter what spirit or backbone, a person is really hungry and doesn’t need any dignity.

After getting bowls and chopsticks and sitting down, he said a little polite words to Li Lianpeng and the others. Fang Duobei took off his chopsticks like flying, and in the blink of an eye, the bottom of the bowl of rice was gone.

Seeing this, Li Lianhua took his bowl and gave him another full bowl.

Fang Duobing was not polite. After taking it, he continued to devour it.

Li Lianpeng looked at the young man's eating appearance and shook his head secretly, thinking: What kind of world are you going to wander around if you don't let such a well-dressed and well-fed young man go!

There are people's minds everywhere in this world. How can you, a stupid boy who doesn't understand the world, understand it?

But he couldn't say this clearly because he didn't want to interfere too much in a young man's growth.

As the saying goes, the edge of a sword is sharpened, and Fang Duobing, a stupid boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, is also a rare fool with stupid blessings in the world.

Although his mother died young and he had a very unreliable father whose ambition devoured his mind, his aunt and uncle, now his parents, Fang Shangshu and Hall Master He, regarded him as their own. Go out, love him in every possible way, and raise him as your own son.

When we came to this world, there was Li Lianhua, the former number one in the world, protecting her with his life, and teaching him skills and experience in traveling in the world. Isn't this a fool's blessing?
After finishing the meal, Fang Duobing put down his bowl and chopsticks, stood up, clasped his fists, and saluted Li Lianhua solemnly:
"Thank you very much, Mr. Li, for your hospitality. I will keep it in my heart. I will definitely repay you with the kindness of a meal after I become ill!"

A smile appeared on Li Lianhua's face, "It's not me you should thank, but Master Kongkong next to me. He cooked this meal."

"what?"

Fang Duobing was shocked when he heard this.

Is the food cooked by monks so delicious?Isn't he a shaved chef wearing resort clothes?
No wonder Fang Duobing was surprised. He was the son of the minister of the dynasty and the young master of Tianji Hall, who was well-known in the world of martial arts. His family was rich and powerful. He had eaten countless delicacies from the mountains and seas since he was a child, and his taste was extremely tricky.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have been hungry all day, and I wouldn't have wanted to take a bite of the dry food bought by the guards.

He had never lied to the two of them before. The reason why he showed up was to ask for a bowl of water. Until he smelled the aroma of the food on the table, he could no longer control his greed and told him what he wanted to do. I feel quite ashamed when I think about it.

But he has no regrets.Just because he had never eaten so heartily and satisfactorily as he did tonight, and even if it was embarrassing, he wanted to climb down and lick the vegetable juices off the plate!

I originally thought that this home-cooked meal that could top the world's gourmet list was cooked by Li Lianhua, the owner of the Lotus House, a liar and a miracle doctor. Unexpectedly, this meal was actually cooked by the handsome and weird young monk next to him. .

It is really impressive!
This world is indeed as my mother said. The more powerful people in the world are, the more ordinary they seem.

As the saying goes: Real people don't show their faces, and masters are among the people.

Fang Duobing now has a deeper understanding of this sentence.

"Why, this meal doesn't look like what Xiao Monk cooked it?"

Fang Duobing, who was looking at the monk in a daze, was awakened by this voice and quickly raised his hands and said:
"Don't you dare, the master is really good at cooking! This kind of delicacies may not be as good as the royal meals in the palace! No, it's not as good as much!"

Li Lianpeng looked at him with a smile and asked:

"Listening to Mr. Fang's words, have you ever been to that palace?"

"Of course... of course not!" Fang Duobing almost let it slip, and quickly changed his words: "I heard it from my family. It is so prosperous under the emperor's feet, and all the fun and delicious things in the world are gathered here."

He had indeed lived in Daxi Kyoto for a long time for medical treatment since he was a child, and he had actually been to the imperial palace...

The emperor Daxi had no daughters, so he recognized the young daughter of the Minister of War as his adopted daughter and named her Princess Zhaoling. She was engaged to Fang Duobing, the son of the Minister of Rites, since she was a child.

Fang Duobing grew up listening to Li Xiangyi's stories, and he wanted to be like Li Xiangyi when he grew up, riding in the rivers and lakes to support justice, and becoming a swordsman with the world in mind and superb swordsmanship. Naturally, he did not want to be restricted by the identity of the consort.

Besides, Fang Duobing didn't know whether Princess Zhaoling was beautiful or ugly. Although he was young now, he didn't want his future marriage to be arranged just like this.

So, after he recovered a lot from his illness, he begged He Xiaohui, the master of Tianji Hall, to take him away from the feet of the Emperor of Kyoto and return to live in Tianji Villa.

The reason why he sneaked out now was because his mother felt that since he was 14 years old, although he was not yet old enough to get married, it was time to prepare for marriage. It was not so easy to be a prince-in-law.

Fang Duobing originally longed for the world of martial arts, and his mother forced him to study every day, so he simply ran away.

This is the origin of the down-and-out young man Fang Duobing in front of Li Lianpeng and Li Lianhua.

Li Lianpeng saw that his acting skills were poor, but she did not expose him. She just looked at him deeply with a smile, then turned to look at Li Lianhua and said:

"Lotus, supper has been eaten at this time. The young monk still has some doubts about the death of Liu Bingkun, the owner of the coffin shop. Could you please clear them up?"

Fang Duobing was a little flustered by Li Lianpeng's meaningful gaze, but at this time, his curiosity was aroused again.

"Are you talking about the mandrill murder case in Qingyi Town?"

"Oh? Mr. Fang also heard about it?" Li Lianhua did not answer Li Lianpeng in a hurry, but looked at Fang Duobing and asked.

Fang Duobing touched the back of his head awkwardly and said:

"I was afraid that my guards would find me, so I hid in a woodshed in the backyard of a random house in the town and listened to what that family was talking about."

After that, seeing the strange look in their eyes towards him, he quickly waved his hand and added:
"Don't get me wrong, you two. It's not that I'm eavesdropping. It's that the voice of that family was really too loud. Even the family in the yard next door were talking about it. I just passed through their discussion. , know a thing or two..."

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