"I recognize the Forget-Your-Sorrow Lady on Tiewangang!"
Li Banfeng knew that his wife had fought in the Sui Wasteland, and Tiewangang was adjacent to the Sui Wasteland. His wife had recovered a lot of memories during this period, and perhaps she had contact with Wangyou Niang.
As expected, Li Banfeng guessed correctly. Wangyou Niang not only had contact with the lady, but also had a fairly close relationship with her.
"When I was at war with Neizhou, Tiewangang went around collecting reinforcements to ensure that the front lines were not cut off from supplies. Just for this friendship, I should never forget her!"
Li Banfeng told the record player that Pan Dehai wanted to form an alliance with Wangyou Niang: "My dear, why don't you take this opportunity to go see Wangyou Niang."
The wife thought for a long time and said, "My husband, it's okay to take a look, but you know Pan Dehai's character. If Wangyou Niang doesn't want to form an alliance with him, what should we do?"
Li Banfeng said: "Don't worry, my lady. I won't force you to do this. If Wangyou Niang doesn't agree, I'll just take you to reminisce with your sisters."
The wife was filled with joy: "Then the little slave will be waiting for my husband in the main room."
Li Banfeng went to Tiewangang and wanted to find Wangyouniang, which was not a difficult task. She was different from other local gods. Wangyouniang did not hide in the dark, but lived in the open.
Tiewangang is a city, not as big as Lvshui City, but slightly larger than Haichiling.
Yue Laotang dared to cut in line and placed the iron bowl under the front table. One of his disciples shouted, "Open the bowl!"
After reading the letter, Qiao Yi's eyebrows trembled, but he was not surprised.
The lady had her hair in a bun, a blue ribbon tied under her head, a kingfisher headpiece, and a row of messy bangs that stuck to her forehead.
But the level of those restaurants is low. There are only a few small restaurants and a small number of big hotels. There are not many people pushing carts and hawking food on the street.
Haichiling is divided into three ridges. The first ridge is a city, the second ridge is a town, and the third ridge is a village.
Pan Dehai said: "He dislikes lunatics, why do you dislike actors?"
When she heard about Li Banfeng, Wangyou Niang was not a little excited: "Li Banfeng took action at this time? You knew it at that time and thought that the battle was lost. We advised you to run away quickly. Your territory is there, how can you just throw it away? You were planning to fight for your life there, but when you came here, you found that the situation was quickly turned around.
The disciples set up two rows of tables outside the yard, and many cooks placed their own iron bowls under the tables.
"Then you know it," the lady shook her head, "I heard that Tiannan is not from Longwang Mountain, and there has never been a similar legend in Neizhou."
The shop owner thought Pan Dehai was crazy.
Wangyou Niang nodded and said, "My sister is worried, but I will just think that I have been here."
Really not. Very few small restaurants were full. Pan Dehai went to several of them and found seats available in all of them.
Wangyou Niang smiled and said, "But he sells takeout noodles at the restaurant."
Cooking noodles is a basic skill for a chef. The roast chicken seller was very slow and ruined a bowl of noodles with soybean paste. Wangyou Niang ate half a bowl and nodded, saying, "Let him move the roast chicken shop to Qidaogang tomorrow."
The shopkeeper thought about it and felt it didn't make sense. He served the soup and the meat in an iron bowl without a lid. He closed the lid tightly and followed Pan Dehai to Qidaogang.
From then on, the battles went more smoothly, so much so that after the first battle, few people remembered Huang Yuxian, but many remembered Li Banfeng. "
The lady felt sad for Pan Dehai, but she could see a hint of joy on Pan Dehai's face.
Zhang Qiannan nodded and said, "I have eaten it. Do you think I am qualified to be a cook?"
As soon as Li told her his name, Wangyou Niang said with a happy face: "You have heard a lot about him, especially about the things in the desert. This battle is very dangerous.
Zhu Jin had eaten half a bowl of porridge and had just fallen asleep.
Yue Laotang snorted: "That tofu seller is too cunning. He asked Wangyou Niang to make the sauce herself. The taste is really bad!"
Zhu Jin slept all night, while Qiao Yi slept all night.
"That's all," the shopkeeper stuffed the money into Pan Dehai's pocket, "You've done the business, but the shop will close tomorrow. That meal was your treat, so leave now."
In Pan Dehai's impression, the image of Shi Xiu is that Xiao Shao is plump, and Dapang is so thin because of eating silkworm intestines. The other Shi Xiu I know are all big in size.
Wangyou Niang ate the food from every family. She didn't ask anyone to come back the next day, nor did she send anyone away on the spot. Only the cook who didn't make tofu was kept by Wangyou Niang.
Wangyou Niang nodded and looked at Yue Laotang: "My bowl of noodles is not that good, so even if I do, it will work."
Yue Laotang rubbed his hands and said, "You are good at making noodles."
"Who rescued him from the enemy camp?"
Pan Dehai didn't ask many questions. He picked up a piece of meat, put it outside his mouth and chewed it. The soup seeped out of his mouth along the texture of the meat, and the rich aroma filled his mouth and nose.
Yue Laotang raised his head and said: "You are good at stewing meat."
Yue Laotang raised his head and said: "Don't you want to..."
If you are qualified to be a chef, why do you open a shop? That’s all the business can do.”
When you get up early in the morning and arrive at Yidagang, you will be tired of eating this bowl of tofu pudding. It is fragrant and delicious. This taste can make people feel relaxed all day long. If you eat it today and still think about it tomorrow, you are a real cook. Such a person deserves to be Qidagang.
"You see, it's Zhang Qiannan, but if you trust him, the contract should be written more clearly. If you really encounter any problems, I will have to take action."
"Are you still doing business?" Pan Dehai asked.
The terrain of Qidaogang is slightly lower than that of Yidaogang, and the area is much larger than that of Yidaogang. However, in such a small area, there are even fewer restaurants than in Yidaogang. Along the entire street, except for a theater and two bookstores, the rest are restaurants.
"Is it his home-cooked food?"
"You've been doing business there for eighty years. Every time you went to see Wangyou Niang, you brought that bowl of stewed meat. In those eighty years, you went there hundreds of times, and each time you tried your best to do worse, but every time you said the same thing: You are worthy,
As he spoke, Pan Dehai quietly pricked his fingertips and spilled blood on the ground.
I thought Wangyouniang would refuse outright, but after thinking for a moment, she actually agreed.
Zhang Qiannan left the alley and found a big hotel. The restaurant was quiet. There were two rows of tables outside the 70-square-meter room, but there was no customer.
At this time, Tiannan did not consider his wife as an ally.
That bowl of noodles was really bad.
The lady shook her head and said, "How could you not have escaped? It was Zhang Qiannan who saved you."
A group of chefs opened their iron bowls one after another. Zhang Qiannan looked up and saw no dumplings, no noodle soup, no roast chicken, no glutinous rice balls. One of them had a bowl of tofu pudding with marinade, sugar and chili oil on the side.
Zhang Qiannan said: "It will take at least a short time to learn that method."
"So few people are better at fighting than Li Banfeng?" Wangyou Niang was even more surprised. "No wonder we all say that people in Neizhou are so scared when they hear about Longwang Mountain."
So Li Ban moved the snail shell to the front desk and invited the guest to his private room.
The shop owner was a woman in her seventies. She sat at the counter and stared at Pan Dehai for a moment: "Would you like to eat?"
"The stew is the key point." Pan Dehai stared at the bowl of tofu pudding for a long time. I doubt that a bowl of tofu can be worse than stewed meat!
Li Banfeng arrived at a guard post and looked at his pocket watch. It was 5:30 pm, time for lunch.
That guy's cooking skills are terrible.
"What a bad trick!" Wangyou's mother exclaimed, "Has he eaten my stew?"
"Let him settle down in Qidaogang tomorrow."
I stood up to leave, but the shopkeeper stopped Pan Dehai and asked, "Sir, can you tell me something? Is the meat bad to eat?"
Back at Suishenju, Pan Dehai asked his wife: "Is there really no Zhang Qiannan?"
When we arrived at Haichiling, Luo Yanjun was overjoyed and immediately took Pan Dehai to Badaoling to teach me the technique of gathering popularity on the spot.
The lady looked in the direction of the seventh room: "Honglian's master, Tiannan."
The dumpling seller happily agreed, and Pan Dehai asked: "So it's done?"
Her eye circles were painted red with white outlines, her eyebrows were long and slender, and her eyes were raised at the corners, showing her charm. Her cheeks were smeared with lotus red rouge, and her lips were smeared with pink oil paint. The lady was dressed in green and stood behind Wangyou Niang.
When we were fighting in the wilderness, few people looked up to you because you were an actor. If you had won a few battles, we would have recognized you as a general.
Pan Dehai ate the whole bowl of stewed meat, mixed the broth with the rice and ate all the rice. Xiao Zhi weighed the price of the bowl of meat and Pan Dehai put two bills on it.
The two sisters chatted until late at night. The wife stood up to say goodbye. Wangyou's mother said: "Sister, do you know when you can see him again?"
The lady held Pan Dehai's hand and touched his cheek: "It depends on whether my husband dislikes me."
PS: Small business is coming.
With so few restaurants, aren't there so few customers eating there?
Pan Dehai looked at the shop owner for a moment, and it seemed like he was speaking in anger.
The women thought for a moment and said, "This place is very small, smaller than the entire Pro Province. You have met some people who are incompetent. I heard from Li Banfeng that those people are better at fighting than you."
Is Li Banfeng your wife?
The lady nodded.
The tofu seller rubbed his hands and said, "You still have enough money to move. Tomorrow I can let you push a cart to sell tofu in Qidaogang. You will be satisfied."
The shopkeeper raised his head and cleared the dishes: "Because you are qualified to be a cook."
The shopkeeper said with a serious look: "What you just said is serious. If you really die, you will be considered a cook after cooking for your whole life. It's really exciting to be alive."
He has put all his life's efforts into this pot of meat. It takes eight days to cook a big pot. When he is done, he comes to you to compete for the lower price. Everyone else is eating it. Why did you call him to Qidaogang? What do people eat outside his restaurant? Eat his bowl of noodles that are easy to swallow?"
The taste was still wrong, but it was also a pleasant surprise. Zhang Qiannan put down his chopsticks and said, "So it's done?"
"Sister, I recognized you?" As soon as the lady opened her mouth, Wangyou's mother knew what she meant.
The two sisters ate and chatted. Wangyou's mother was straightforward and asked directly: "During the war, I heard that he was captured alive by Neizhou. How did he escape?"
The wife held Pan Dehai's cheeks with both hands, her eyes full of love: "My husband dislikes you, but no one dislikes you. When you came to Zhang Qiannan, you thought of Xu Shaoshi,
"Yuxian! Is it really him?" Wangyou's mother was surprised and took her wife to the main room.
Pan Dehai looked at Wangyou Niang and had a better understanding of the local god's temperament.
The shopkeeper was startled: "Would you like some more?"
The guest took the letter and left the teahouse.
Yue Laotang made a bowl of noodle soup. Zhang Qiannan took a bite, turned back to look at Yue Laotang, frowned and asked: "Did he do it on purpose?"
Xie Gong looked at the candlestick beside the bed, and Zhang Qian understood and quickly burned the letter.
Then Li Ban transformed into a human form and sang the piano book "The Legend of White Snake" outside the teahouse. Snail shells were placed next to him and decorated in some way, making it look like a pagoda, which was difficult for ordinary people to distinguish.
After passing through the small door, I arrived at the yard. The yard was narrow, but very long. From the door to the house, it was estimated to be less than 70 meters.
Wangyou Niang smiled and said, "Bad, you are afraid that you have made a mistake, so he should go to the kitchen and wait."
"Um."
The lady shook her head and smiled, "After that, I told my husband that the slave was not Li Banfeng."
Tiewan Post is divided into two sections, one is the outer city and the other is the inner city.
Princess Long is from the first eight points of land. The land is ordinary, but the people are very good. People from other places are proud to be able to live in Qidaogang, and there are not many people like me who stay in Yidaogang all my life.
Zhang Qiannan took a piece of candy and stuffed it into his wife's mouth, which made her feel even more bitter.
Zhang Qiannan was also stunned for a moment. The woman behind him was my wife, so of course I recognized her, but her makeup was too rare.
Luo Yanjun estimated: "An abnormal person may need eight to seven years to learn, but my brother is a man without moral integrity, so half a month is enough!"
Pan Dehai was still thinking about other things.
After resting for a night at Suishenju, Pan Dehai left the Dragon Princess. When he reached a checkpoint, I saw Yue Laotang.
? His voice is to abandon "laugh"
Yue Laotang was silent, but Wangyou Niang answered for me: "Because it takes me eight days and eight nights to stew a pot of meat. It takes one day to select the ingredients, another day to stew the meat and boil the soup, and another day to soak the soup to make it taste good. Is that considered cooking? It's like making an elixir.
If it were someone else, they would be scared away. That's not how business is done.
No one rescued you before, so you went back to the barracks and lied to us that it was Zhang Qiannan from Longwang Mountain who rescued you. When we heard about Longwang Mountain, we were convinced. Every time we won a battle, you said that there was no Longnan who secretly helped us.
Wangyou Niang arrived at the yard, walked to the table and ate a dumpling first.
Pan Dehai asked Yue Laotang: "What is the right way?"
Wangyou Niang was surprised: "He sent you back to Longwang Mountain?"
Pan Dehai explained: "How can we explain why Zhang Qiannan saved him?"
It’s nonsense to say that he has no morals. The key lies in how Lao Pan teaches.
Yue Laotang raised his head and said: "Maybe it's too suitable."
Wangyou Niang asked her disciples to give the remaining noodles to Pan Dehai, who ate them.
"Pack the lunch box and take it to Qidaogang. You go with him. Do you want to ask Wangyou Niang who is qualified to be the cook?"
Pan Dehai came to his senses after hearing this.
Pan Dehai didn't know how to start for a moment. In front of such a heroic man, it seemed that he should mention Luo Yanjun's name.
Why did Hydepan do this?
If Suihuangyuan is lost, and Zhang Qiannan is able to defend it, these Wang Sidan will not even leave you a complete corpse. No one wants to send you something bad, I'm afraid they will even find you. Brother Li Yi, what do they want to do with you?"
But war can go smoothly all the time. When it goes smoothly, we all take our anger out on you. When there is no battle, you are captured alive. You can be sure that no one will come to rescue you. If you die outside the enemy camp, the desert will be finished.
"Then we can move?" Pan Dehai believed it deeply.
When it was dawn, Qiao Yi woke up Xie Gong and nodded slightly at me.
Yue Laotang was in high spirits and followed Pan Dehai to the kitchen. The man who made the roast chicken was also there.
Wangyouniang looked at Zhang Qiannan. After Pan Dehai started speaking, you actually noticed Zhang Qiannan's presence.
Yue Laotang recognized us: "Those are Wangyou Niang's disciples."
Wangyou Niang continued to eat until she reached Yue Lao Tang's side. Wangyou Niang frowned and asked, "Why is it him again?"
The fat was smooth and fragrant, and the lean meat was firm. After chewing the meat for a long time, Pan Dehai finally swallowed it.
She wore a red gauze skirt, which was so red that it was eye-catching, and a pair of green embroidered shoes on her feet. She insisted on wearing the red and green combination from beginning to end.
As they walked down the road, the two chatted, and Pan Dehai learned that the shop owner was called Yue Laotang, who had spent most of his life in Yidagang and had the opportunity to do business in Qidagang.
"Bad," Wangyou Niang waved her hand and asked someone to bring a piece of beef and put it behind Yue Lao's noodle soup, "Let him stew it, you wait."
Pan Dehai really didn't slow down. I wanted to ask the Luo sisters where the legend of Longwang Mountain came from.
Yue Laotang shook his head repeatedly: "It's far from it. If it works, it will be done today. Let me come again tomorrow. I think you can do it."
Pan Dehai sat down and waited for the menu.
Wangyou Niang was startled when she saw a man missing from behind her. After Ma Hu looked at her for a while, she asked, "That's his wife. Do you recognize her?"
Yue Laotang held his head high and walked away holding the iron bowl.
Wangyou Niang asked her disciples to prepare the utensils. She gave each of them a big bag of flour, a piece of pork, two eggs, a cabbage, and various seasonings, and asked us to make a bowl of noodles.
"What does Longwang Mountain look like?"
Pan Dehai stopped at the door for a moment and asked, "Is the meat not here yet?"
"Is he worthy? Who can be worthy of him?"
Yue Lao Tang nodded repeatedly: "Then there is still some hope. Anyway, you never have the chance to go to the kitchen."
You sent your disciples away and cooked for your wife yourself. Wangyou's wife was slow and ruined the whole table of food in a blink of an eye.
I went to commit suicide, still stewing meat outside the big store, and the meat was ready in half a day. It seems that I didn't regress that time.
I thought that Wangyou's mother was also an exception. She was thin, but had a very well-proportioned figure. She looked to be in her eighties and was very pretty.
Pan Dehai nodded and said, "It tastes bad."
Wangyou Niang said: "But his restaurant sells stewed meat."
You are quite satisfied with the dumplings: "I haven't grown any older. I made seven pounds of wontons last month. I'll make another one."
"I'm selling it too. It's not that there's less..." Yue Laotang's voice was getting louder and louder.
The shopkeeper shook his head and said, "If there is no past, you will die today."
After a while, Wangyou's mother came out of the house.
The food was bad, but it was enough to fill my stomach.
The shopkeeper pulled up a chair and said, "Please sit down."
Judging from the seating capacity at the restaurant, Dragon Princess has a small population and they all live a well-to-do life.
While saying those words, the lady had a smile on her face, but she couldn't hide the bitterness.
Yue Laotang carried the iron bowl and came to Haiwan Street, leaving Vudie Lane. The entire lane belonged to Wangyou Niang alone.
Pan Dehai looked at his wife in confusion: "Why do you dislike him?"
Shang State, Chaoge, Seven Cities.
I wanted to find a restaurant to eat. There was a main street about ten miles long, and there were more than a hundred restaurants of all sizes down the street.
The lady smiled and said, "Sister's family has plenty of bad food and drinks. Even if I invite you, you will come. I just ask sister not to tell anyone about this."
Pan Dehai asked Wangyou Niang: "What is Li Banfeng's origin?"
The room owner said: "What about the wait?"
Pan Dehai listened quietly to the two sisters chatting. His wife talked about something about Longwang Mountain and brought the topic to Luo Yanjun: "Looking at the situation these days, it is estimated that there will be another war. Old Pan and your husband are not close friends. I want to form an alliance with him. We didn't take care of each other before."
The guest lowered his voice and said, "The Ministry of Works discovered that the altar is missing a lot of stone materials, and the construction period will be delayed again. Mr. Qiao is suffering from a slow temper and his condition has worsened."
It's just that your clothes are a little tacky. You have a gold hairpin on your head, and two small gold rings hanging under the hairpin. They jingle when you walk, as if you are deliberately telling others that the hairpin is very heavy.
Then Li Ban pulled out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to the guest: "Give the letter to Mr. Xie, and choose the right time to make sure Mr. Qiao sees it."
After two rounds of conversation, the teahouse closed and a customer left, wanting to talk to Zhang Qiannan alone.
"Who can be a good match depends on what Wangyou Niang says. Those who can be a good match all live in Qidaogang," the shopkeeper put away the dishes and smiled at Pan Dehai.
My wife was captured by Nei Sheng, and then rescued by Li Banfeng?
Pan Dehai originally thought that Wangyou Niang was looking for a home-cooked meal from a big restaurant, and it seems that is not the case.
"Who knows?" The shopkeeper put the dishes outside the sink and sat in front of the counter with an expression on his face.
It was a young time, and about a dozen people came out of the house and into the yard. There was neither men nor women, neither old nor young.
The shopkeeper brought down a bowl of stewed meat and a bowl of rice: "Eat as you like. If you think it tastes bad, give us some. If it tastes bad, just consider it as your visit."
Wangyou Niang smiled and said, "You'd better ask his wife, and you will know how many victories Li Banfeng won in Suihuangyuan. Without you, the battles went more smoothly. But after the battle was over, you also met the princess.
Qidao City, Zhu Jin’s residence.
Pan Dehai went straight to the point and said, "He thinks you're crazy. He's going to die anyway. If he goes out with a madman to relax, he'll suffer a loss."
Send "Nan Yi Si Niang wine
The courtyard was full of people, each holding an iron bowl, all the same size and style. Yue Laotang introduced: "That bowl was sent by Wangyou Niang. Those who came are all chefs from Yidaogang, offering dishes to Wangyou Niang. As long as Wangyou Niang is satisfied with the dish, she can move to Qidaogang to do business."
"Did you tell him? He deserves it."
"My friend, since you are here to see me, please tell me your name first."
"My lady, is there really no such place as Dragon King Mountain?"
"Your wife is his friend, and she wants to come and catch up with him."
Dejiaqian: "What is Pandian?" How to calculate
A halo of light passed through Wangyouniang's feet, the color was very dark, and Wangyouniang didn't notice it. Pan Dehai knew that my wife was waiting in the main room, so I used the bridal chamber to move my wife out of the personal room.
Her face was covered with thick and greasy powder, her eyebrows and eyes were deeply made-up, her lips were bright red, and she was wearing a green gauze shirt with the collar half-open, revealing a bright red bib.
Wangyou Niang asked her disciples to go in, leaving only you and Pan Dehai outside the kitchen.
Xie Gong took out a letter and showed it to Qiao Yi.
Now that the alliance has been decided, it means that Pan Dehai cannot learn how to gather popularity from Luo Yanjun.
, where to go after finishing
Wangyou Niang ate a few more dumplings and gave the remaining dumplings to her disciples. You walked to the previous cook, took two bites, ate half a roast chicken, sucked your fingers, and commented: "It's almost cooked. Go to the kitchen and wait."
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