The Heavenly Venerate of the Great Antiquity

Chapter [-] Beggar Chicken

Ye Chen sat down beside Xin Qiji, "Do you have any regrets now, if you follow me to practice, where would you look like this aging?"

"I'm really not interested in things like cultivating immortals and longevity." Xin Qiji smiled, but his expression darkened after a while, "But there are regrets. If you can cultivate with you, you may be able to restore half of my Song Dynasty." Speaking of this , Xin Qiji paused, looking at Ye Chen with a certain certainty in his eyes, "I believe that you will fulfill this wish for me."

"You wrote "Shier" earlier, and now you say that I will fulfill this wish for you."

Ye Chen burst out laughing, and the family rushed in and found a strange young man in the house, feeling a little overwhelmed for a while.

"Old Xin, you are turning around and calling me your son." Ye Chen laughed.

"It's okay, he's my old friend." Xin Qiji waved his hand, and the family hesitated to retreat.

"Mr. Ye, why bother to talk about him." Xin Qiji said sternly: "From the very beginning, your goal was to restore the Central Plains, but what I don't know is how and when you want to do it."

"You're right." Ye Chen restrained his smile, "Your goal will be achieved one day."

"That's good." Xin Qiji squinted his eyes and smiled, and in an instant, he seemed to have turned into the high-spirited young man who stormed the barracks of tens of thousands of people with fifty soldiers and horses and robbed the enemy generals away.

No one knows what Ye Chen and Xin Qiji talked about later. By dawn, the former anti-gold general had passed away.He sat on the bed with a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had seen the most interesting thing in the world.After the court learned about it, it presented Xin Qiji as "Tai Shi" and gave him the posthumous title of "Wen Zhong".

Huang Rong and Guo Jing traveled all the way, and they came to Jingdong Road to attack the Taining military territory of Qingfu.The rainstorm came suddenly that day, but it stopped suddenly.The two swam to the other side, when the rain had passed.When the bright moon was hanging in the sky at night, Guo Jing found some dead branches and started a fire there. Huang Rong took out the two's clothes and returned them to each other, then dried the wet clothes on the fire.

Until dawn, there was a rooster in a farmhouse by the river croaking.

Huang Rong yawned and woke up and said, "I'm so hungry!" She ran to the hut, and came back with a fat cock under her arm, and smiled, "Let's go quickly, it won't be long. The master of time will find out." The two walked eastward for a long time, and the little red horse followed behind.

Using the Emei thorn to open the belly of the rooster, Huang Rong cleaned its internal organs, but did not pluck the hair.Instead, the outside of the chicken is smeared with a mass of mud, and then baked with fire. After a while, the rich aroma of the mud comes out.When the soil dries, Huang Rong removes the outer layer, the chicken feathers fall naturally, and the chicken is white and tender, with a fragrant aroma, which is exactly what beggar chickens do.

Huang Rong was about to tear the chicken apart when someone suddenly said, "Divide this chicken into three parts, and you must give me the chicken butt."

Guo Jing and Huang Rong were both taken aback. They didn't expect that someone was behind them for so long without them noticing.The two hurriedly turned their heads and found that the speaker was a middle-aged beggar.

This man had a rectangular face and ragged clothes, but he was clean.In his hand, he held a jade-green staff, and he carried a red gourd on his back.Looking at Guo Jing and Huang Rong, they looked very anxious, as if if they didn't give him the chicken butt, they would reach out and grab it.

The middle-aged beggar was naturally a nine-fingered beggar, Hong Qigong. He sat down in front of the two of them with a golden sword, took out the gourd and poured a large mouthful of it into his mouth, then handed it to Guo Jing and said, "Little baby, you Are you drinking?"

Guo Jing saw that Hong Qigong was behaving differently, and he was absolutely not afraid to neglect him at the moment, and said, "I don't like drinking, you should drink it yourself." Hong Qigong ignored him, turned around and said to Huang Rong: " Little girl, don't you drink?"

Huang Rong shook her head and suddenly realized that the right hand holding the gourd had only four fingers, and only nine fingers in total.Thinking of what Ye Chen said before, she secretly thought: "Is it a coincidence that I met Hong Qigong today?" After thinking about it, Huang Rong decided to explore Hong Qigong's tone.

Seeing Hong Qigong staring at the beggar chicken in his hands, Huang Rong was amused, she tore off half of the chicken butt and gave it to Hong Qigong.Hong Qigong was overjoyed, raised his hand and snatched it over, and in a blink of an eye he started to eat cleanly, but he couldn't stop praising, "... This beggar chicken is really delicious, even the ancestors of beggars like me. They are all salivating.”

Huang Rong smiled and gave the remaining half of the chicken to Hong Qigong. He even offered to give in, but he grabbed it with his hands, and in a blink of an eye, he ate the whole chicken and only a few bones were left.Huang Rong said a few words of compliment to Hong Qigong, which made him very happy, and took out a few golden darts from his arms and gave them to Guo Jing.Guo Jing has always abide by the rules of Mongolian hospitality, and only treats Hong Qigong as a friend and invites him to dinner without accepting gifts.

Hong Qigong looked embarrassed, scratched the back of his head and said: "This is really troublesome, if the old beggar usually asks for leftovers from others, it's fine, and now I've eaten such a good beggar chicken..."

Guo Jing only said that they stole the chicken, and Huang Rong said next to him, "We got this chicken by hand. It's reasonable for your old man to eat it by the way. It's nothing to worry about."

(Good king, good) Hong Qigong laughed and wanted to help the two and asked them what they wanted, but Guo Jing shook his head.

Chapter [-] The index finger moves

"It's nothing to be called Huaji." Huang Rong said that she still had several dishes she was good at, and she wanted to invite Hong Qigong to taste it, and to invite Hong Qigong to go to the town with them.Hong Qigong was very happy. At this time, Guo Jing asked him his name. Hong Qigong replied, "My surname is Hong and ranked seventh. As for my name, I have long since forgotten. You can call me Qigong."

Huang Rong's heart moved, "It's really him." The three of them went south and came to a town called "Jiangmiao Town".Huang Rong was going to buy materials, Hong Qigong looked at Huang Rong's back and said to Guo Jing with a smile, "You're a good little daughter-in-law?" Guo Jing blushed, not knowing whether to say yes or not.

Seeing Guo Jing's expression, Hong Qigong laughed and then leaned on the chair to doze off.When Huang Rong came back, Guo Jing wanted to go into the kitchen to help, but Huang Rong pushed her out with a smile.

After half an hour, Hong Qigong woke up leisurely, just to smell a scent coming from the kitchen.He looked into the kitchen from time to time, and Guo Jing laughed secretly when he saw this.At this moment, the kitchen was full of aromas, but Huang Rong never came out with the dishes, causing Hong Qigong to scratch his ears and fidgeting.

After a while, Hong 890 Qigong felt embarrassed himself, and smiled at Guo Jing: "I'm always a greedy person, and when this slander strikes, I get restless."

He stretched out the right palm with only four fingers left, and said, "The ancients always said that the index finger moves a lot. I cut off my index finger for a matter, but I didn't expect that after I cut it off. But my heart is always itchy..."

"For the sake of gluttony, you made a big mistake."

Ye Chen suddenly pushed open the door and said loudly:

"In one blow, I chopped off my finger. It's a pity that the gluttony problem has not changed since then."

"Mr. Ye!" Hong Qigong was surprised and delighted, he suddenly got up and said excitedly to Ye Chen: "You..."

"I'm still alive, right?" Ye Chen said slowly, and went straight to sit opposite Hong Qigong, "I've lived for too long, and I have seen countless existences that you didn't know about. Just a few decades, yes Nothing to me."

Hong Qigong's lips trembled and he was speechless for a while (bbfh).When the Northern Song Dynasty perished, Hong Qigong and his family were taken captive to the Jin Kingdom.Later, Ye Chen appeared, rescued Hong Qigong, brought him into the Beggar Gang and passed on some martial arts, and then disappeared.

At this moment, Huang Rong walked over with two bowls of dishes with a smile, and was stunned when she saw Ye Chen, "Mr. Ye?" Then she turned back to the kitchen, and served Ye Chen a bowl of rice diligently. I am very fond of this "Uncle Ye" in Guo Jing's mouth.Among Guo Jing's elders, only Ye Chen agreed with the two of them being together.

"Sit down and eat first."

Ye Chen pressed Hong Qigong back to his position, Huang Rong looked at Hong Qigong curiously, and was excited to see this sloppy old beggar.She just quietly listened to the conversation between the two, and she thought that Ye Chen had really lived for so long, isn't that a fairy?

Huang Rong poured two glasses of wine and placed them in front of Hong Qi and Ye Chen, and smiled, "You two, try my craftsmanship."

Hong Qigong could smell the aroma of the food, but he couldn't think much about it.He didn't go to drink, he just grabbed the chopsticks and took two beef strips and sent them into the mouth. He only felt that the mouthful of delicious beef was definitely not ordinary beef, and every time he chewed it, it had a different taste.

"Each piece of beef is made of four small meat strips?" Ye Chen chewed a few bites and raised his brows.

Next to him, Hong Qigong carefully identified the taste, and actually told all the raw materials of the four small meat sticks.Guo Jing was stunned as he listened to it, thinking that this bowl of roasted beef sticks was so troublesome that Hong Qigong could tell the difference as much as possible.

"This is really amazing!" Hong Qigong said loudly, not knowing whether he was praising Huang Rong or his ability to discern food.Then he picked up the spoon and scooped two cherries, and found that they were actually inlaid with turtledove flesh.

Huang Rong sighed again and again and heard Hong Qigong very proud. She looked at Huang Rong with a smile and asked Huang Rong about the other bowl of soup on the table, what other secrets were in it.

"Master, don't say one more thing." Huang Rong said with a smile, Hong Qigong looked at the soup but couldn't see the name. Huang Rong told Hong Qigong that the name of the soup was "Haoyu Soup".

Hong Qigong laughed and praised Huang Rong for making this delicious soup. He also told everything about how he secretly ate the imperial kitchen when he hid in the palace.