Mortal bone

After a while.

"Okay, the last dish, stir-fried yellow lamb, is out of the pan!"

Xu Taiping picked up the fried mutton in the pot, and then walked to the main room with the plate.

At this time, the dining table in the main room is already full of dishes. Although most of the ingredients are yellow mutton, the recipes are quite different. There are "sheep heart soup" and "sheep kidney soup" for the soup alone. , "mutton bone soup", and meat, there are "slightly fried yellow lamb", "steamed lamb head meat", "roasted yellow lamb leg", "roasted lamb", "boiled lamb in wine".

These dishes were all eaten by Grandpa Xu Taiping when he was traveling all over the world when he was a child. Xu Taiping listened to him talking about it every day, so he got hungry, so he asked him for advice on how to make it, and then made it when he was able to eat meat again.

Unexpectedly, it is really used today.

"Hmm...it smells so good...these seven merit coins are really worth it."

Lao Jiu raised his neck and sniffed, his face changed accordingly, and he couldn't help but patted the table hard.

"If I had known Taiping that you had this skill, I should have come here for a few more meals!"

Looking at the table full of dishes, Bai Hong couldn't help twitching her index finger.

"Uncle Bai, if you like it, you can eat here often in the future."

Xu Taiping replied very seriously.

"Hey, let me just talk about it, how can I come here to disturb your practice."

Bai Hong smiled and shook her head.

The old nine at the side was very envious when he heard Xu Taiping's invitation. After secretly pinching a piece of meat into his mouth, he tentatively asked Xu Taiping:

"Little friend Taiping, after this meal, are we considered friends?"

"Of course not."

Xu Taiping said with a straight face.

"Little friend Taiping, you can't favor one person over another. You see, I light a fire for you and clean the table for you. You and I should be considered friends."

When Lao Jiu heard this, he immediately looked disappointed.

Bai Hong at the side was sweating for Xu Taiping, but also felt a little bit of complacency in her heart, secretly said: "I never thought that I, Bai Hong, would have a day to beat my master and uncle."

"Bang, bang, bang!..."

And just as the three of them were feasting, there was a knock on the courtyard door of the small courtyard.

"Bai Hong, why did you invite me here?"

An old man's voice came from outside the courtyard.

"Taiping, besides Lao Jiu, I also invited a few friends, can you see if I can add another pair of bowls and chopsticks?"

Bai Hong didn't answer the people outside the courtyard, but put down the bowl and chopsticks, smiled and asked Xu Taiping who was opposite him for instructions.

"Since he is also Uncle Bai's friend, let him come in."

Xu Taiping nodded.

"Don't forget to ask him to pay, I paid seven merit coins!"

Lao Jiu looked at Bai Hong next to him with a look of enjoyment.

"That's... that's natural!"

Bai Hong nodded repeatedly, got up and went to open the door.

"Bai Hong, what on earth did you ask me to come here for? I don't have time to catch up with you!"

Not long after, Xu Taiping and Lao Jiu, who were eating a lamb rib alone, saw that Bai Hong brought an old man with gorgeous clothes and meticulously combed hair to the main room.

"Brother Liu, there is no other meaning. I haven't been together with Brother Ninth and you for a long time, and I want to have a meal with you."

After coming to the main room, Bai Hong smiled and pointed to the old man who was eating lamb ribs at the table.

"Ninth Brother? What Ninth Brother?"

The old man, whom Bai Hong called Brother Liu, looked towards the table impatiently, and happened to meet Lao Jiu's eyes.

"You...how did you..."

"Why so much nonsense, sit down and eat!"

The moment he met Lao Jiu's eyes, the old man surnamed Liu had a flash of horror in his eyes, but he was immediately stared back by the old man.

"Yes Yes!"

The old man surnamed Liu hurriedly sat down.

"Hey, aren't you the Pavilion Master Liu of the West Wind Pavilion?"

At this time Xu Taiping also recognized the old man who had just entered the door.

If he remembered correctly, this old man was exactly the master of the West Wind Pavilion, Liu Songshan, whom Senior Sister Linglong took him to meet when he first went up the mountain.

"I'm talking to the teacher... I'm talking to the two senior brothers, how can you talk to me?"

Seeing Xu Taiping interjected, Pavilion Master Liu immediately looked displeased and gave him a hard look.

"Liu Songshan, your cultivation is not very good, but you are quite arrogant?"

Before Xu Taiping could speak, the old nine suddenly put down his chopsticks and sneered at Liu Songshan.

"Master... Ninth Uncle... I..."

"Hey, Brother Liu, Brother Liu, if you have something to say, speak up. Uncle Jiu, Uncle Jiu is just reminding you to be more polite. The dishes on our table today are all made by Little Brother Taiping."

Liu Songshan's face turned pale when he heard this, his body trembled suddenly, and he was about to slide off the chair, but fortunately, a white rainbow helped him up in time.

"Yeah, we are able to get together today, thanks to you, little brother Taiping, you are a good boy, and you are rude to shout at others as soon as you come up."

Lao Jiu stuffed meat into his mouth, and his tone softened a little.

"Yes, yes, yes! Uncle Jiu said..."

As soon as Uncle Jiu's tone softened, Liu Songshan nodded in agreement as if he had received an amnesty.

"Brother Liu, try Little Brother Taiping's handicraft. Uncle Jiu was full of praise just now."

At this time, Bai Hong took out a pair of bowls and chopsticks and put them in front of Liu Songshan.

"Uncle Jiu is full of praise, the taste must be good."

Liu Songshan took the pair of bowls and chopsticks with a smile, and his smile was full of flattery to the old nine.

"and many more!"

Just when Liu Songshan was stretching out his chopsticks to pick up vegetables, Lao Jiu suddenly grabbed his chopsticks, then gave him a blank look and said:

"Pay!"

Xu Taiping, who was watching the excitement, also reacted at this time, and immediately stretched out his hand to Liu Songshan and said:

"Governor Liu, you are the same as Uncle Jiu. This meal is worth seven merit coins."

He naturally saw that Uncle Ninth's identity was unusual, and that the three of them didn't just come to his place to eat this meal, but he didn't intend to take away the merit coins picked up for nothing. He can't control and doesn't want to control what kind of tricks he is playing.

"Maybe it's really just passing by, anyway, I just take it as watching a play."

Xu Taiping guessed in his heart.

And the Ninth Uncle saw that Xu Taiping collected the money without ambiguity at all, so he nodded in satisfaction, and then asked Liu Songshan one by one while eating the rice:

"Who is the head of the Gaefeng Hall under your hand?"

"The Liefeng Hall is now headed by Xu Youzhi, a disciple of Erfeng's younger generation."

Liu Songshan quickly put down the chopsticks in his hand, and replied solemnly.

"Xu Youzhi, back then his master brought him to meet me, so I met him once, why don't we invite him over to have a meal together."

Uncle Jiu filled a bowl of soup, sipping it with enjoyment, without even looking at Liu Songshan.

"Uncle Ninth...this...isn't right, Gaefeng Hall is...a bit far from here."

Liu Songshan's forehead was sweating.