Fushoulou Restaurant is located on the border between Jiangnan and Fujian. It is the largest restaurant in the nearby county. Merchants coming and going would stop here to rest and have a meal.
After all, once you leave this place, there are only endless mountains ahead, and it's rare to find such a large restaurant.
Passing convoys would stop here to rest and recharge before continuing their journey.
So now, right at mealtime, the hall is already full of people eating.
"Fu Shou Lou? Fu Shou Luo? These names are a bit dirty, not very clean."
Looking at the sign above his head, Li Chang'an curled his lip. Only people from ancient times would find this name pleasant to hear.
"Your Highness, this is the largest restaurant in the vicinity. There are small villages behind it. Let's rest here for a while."
Looking at the bustling restaurant, Zhang Xianzong made a suggestion.
"Okay, it's been a long time since I've had Jiangnan cuisine. Let's see how it differs from what it was like back then."
Li Chang'an nodded and strode into Fushoulou.
Behind him, besides Zhang Xianzong, were Zhang Zhenren of Wudang and Zhang Zhiwei, the current head of Wudang.
The army from Fujian, led by Chen Da, is heading towards Jiangnan.
The four of them went ahead to assess the current situation in Jiangnan.
Before they even stepped into Fushoulou, the four of them had already attracted a lot of attention.
Li Chang'an's handsome appearance and otherworldly temperament make him stand out wherever he goes.
At several tables, some veiled women stared intently at him, while some bold and unrestrained women from the martial arts world winked at him.
Looking at the various people from all walks of life in the restaurant staring at him, Li Chang'an was not afraid at all. Instead, he looked at them without restraint and met their gazes.
His arrogant demeanor caused the people in the restaurant to look away.
For those in the martial arts world, the most important thing when traveling is to observe people's words and expressions, and to guess their identity from their behavior, speech, and appearance.
Li Chang'an was wearing a scholar's robe. Although it was a plain robe, the fabric used looked quite expensive.
Moreover, his demeanor was unlike that of an ordinary person, and beside him was Zhang Xianzong, who had squinty eyes.
"Gentlemen, would you like to eat or stay at the inn?"
When the waiter at Fushoulou saw Li Chang'an and his group enter, he immediately went to greet them, diligently pulled off the burlap from his shoulder, found a clean table to wipe it, and then led them to their seats.
"Do you have any signature dishes for dinner?"
"Sir, our restaurant's signature dish is Five-Flavor Duck, which is a specialty of our restaurant. The ducks are all genuine water ducks that have grown up eating fish and shrimp since they were young."
Upon hearing the waiter's words, Li Chang'an remembered the restaurant's name and shook his head: "Forget about the duck. Do you have any famous Jiangnan dishes, like stir-fried green and red chilies?"
When the waiter heard the name of the dish, he paused for a moment, then shook his head: "I'm sorry, sir, we don't have this dish."
"All right."
Not having seen this famous Jiangnan dish, Li Chang'an was somewhat disappointed: "Then bring a fish and a roast chicken. What else would you like to eat?"
Zhang Zhenren and Zhang Xianzong ordered a dish of tofu with scallions and a soup of radish and greens.
Zhang Zhiwei didn't order any food, but instead said to the waiter, "Just give me four bowls of rice."
"Three bowls are enough, I'm not eating rice."
Li Chang'an waved his hand at the waiter, indicating that he did not need rice.
Zhang Zhiwei was taken aback for a moment before saying, "Ah, I ordered my own."
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Zhang Sanfeng sighed, slapped him on the back of the head: "When we're out in the world, can't you make your master proud?"
One slap wasn't enough to vent his anger, so he grabbed Zhang Zhiwei by the ear and lectured him, "You're supposed to be a sect leader, can't you act like one? You're acting like a pig, as if Wudang Mountain didn't feed you properly."
"No, no, Master, I was wrong. I'll eat one bowl, I'll eat one bowl!"
Seeing Zhang Zhiwei, who was over eighty years old, being scolded like a child, Li Chang'an couldn't help but laugh: "Master Zhang, the sect leader is so old, you should give him some face."
Hearing his words, Zhang Sanfeng released his grip, glaring at his disciple with exasperation: "I'll deal with you when we get back to Wudang Mountain."
Zhang Zhiwei rubbed his ears, not angry at all, and said to Li Chang'an, "Your Highness, it's actually not bad. I don't feel ashamed at all; on the contrary, I'm quite happy."
"At such an advanced age, it's rare to still be lectured by elders; it's a kind of happiness."
"Moreover, I am over eighty years old and usually people call me 'Grandpa,' but only when I am with you do I feel like I am still a young man who has just entered the world."
Zhang Zhiwei was speaking from the heart. Normally, in Wudang Mountain, he is the oldest and most senior, so he has to maintain a certain air when interacting with others.
This time, by coming out with Li Chang'an, he could let go of his pretense and return to his true self like a child.
After all, he was the lowest in seniority among the group.
Needless to say, his own master, Zhang Xianzong, was a Confucian sage who lived for over four hundred years. Even Zhang Sanfeng would bow to him and call him Sage Zhang.
Although Li Chang'an was the youngest, his status was higher than Zhang Sanfeng's. In front of him, Zhang Zhiwei's status as the head of Wudang Mountain was not as useful as Zhang Sanfeng's status as a disciple.
Therefore, in front of these people, he didn't need to worry about his age or status at all, and he could say whatever he wanted.
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