Zhiyang has been to this restaurant before, and its famous roast duck is enough to satisfy the gluttons in the stomachs of gods.

With Dajiao Xuanyuan, who had never seen much of the world, he sat directly by the window.

It was just lunch time, and the store was already full. The waiters were coming and going, with a thin layer of sweat on their foreheads. They always had a smile on their faces, and they didn't show any signs of fatigue.

"Waiter, lychee shrimp balls, hibiscus soup, and a roast duck for me, and a pot of the best Zhu Qingbai!"

Zhiyang greeted the waiter casually, ordering from memory without looking at the menu.

"That's right! You're a regular customer at first sight, and you know the store's signboard very well!"

The waiter also moved quickly. Two tea bowls were placed directly in front of them. As he spoke, the bowls were full of tea.

"Hahaha, regular customer, regular customer, but I haven't been here for a while."

There was not much exchange of greetings, the teapot was left behind, and the waiter left in a hurry.

Looking at the people coming and going in the store, Dajiao Xuanyuan's eyes were equal parts sophisticated and playful. He looked at Zhiyang for a while, then at the guests who were eating. He took a sip of tea and said, "You have good taste, like this

Have you eaten at all the restaurants?”

"You have eaten it. How can you envy it? My aunt, I also traveled around the world back then, okay?"

Zhiyang ate a piece of pastry and frowned, "The pastry chef here has changed? The proportion of the pastry is wrong, there is too much maple sugar."

Dajiao Xuanyuan looked at Zhiyang's move with some surprise in his eyes. He grabbed a piece and tasted it, but didn't notice anything.

Zhiyang took a big sip of tea to wash away the aftertaste of the pastry in her mouth, and said: "Most people can't eat it, let alone your first time here."

He glanced at Dajiao Xuanyuan indifferently and directly asked his doubts.

"I have been eating the pastries here since I was less than 20,000 years old. My parents would bring me pastries from this place when they came back from traveling. Later, when my parents were gone, I would also buy and eat them myself.

…”

As she spoke, her eyes gradually dimmed, and there was no unnecessary expression in her shining star eyes.

"Two distinguished guests, please give me a roast duck and a pot of Zhu Qingbai. Please use it slowly."

There was no time to give Zhiyang more time to continue her melancholy, so the waiter brought the dishes he had just ordered directly to the table. The roast duck that had been split was paired with lotus leaf pancakes as thin as the shadow of wings, plus shredded green onions and sauce.

code on the table.

"This...is the roast duck you are talking about?"

Looking at the roast duck being cut apart by the chef, Dajiao Xuanyuan felt a little uncomfortable. Under the influence, the roast duck should not be torn open and eaten directly. Look at what is in front of him now. The duck meat is duck meat.

The duck rack is a duck rack, which is very different from the bold way of eating it before.

"Well, try it. This duck is roasted and crispy. When rolled into a roast duck roll, I tell you it has a special taste."

While speaking, Zhiyang's hand had already moved, he took out a piece of pancake, neatly placed the sliced ​​roast duck on the pancake, topped it with shredded green onions and sauce, and put it into his mouth.

The whole set of movements was so smooth and smooth that it looked like an expert's way of eating, a gourmet among diners. For a moment, Dajiao Xuanyuan looked a little stupid.

"Old man, why are you eating just looking at it?"

After being called out by Zhiyang, he finally reacted. He looked at the roast duck in front of him and thought about Zhiyang's actions just now. Although his technique was a bit clumsy, he could still see it with difficulty.

Facing the roast duck roll in his hand, under Zhiyang's expectant eyes, he put the roll into his mouth.

"How is it? Doesn't it taste good?"

Before Dajiao Xuanyuan finished eating, Zhiyang began to ask questions.

With a smile on his face and a childlike innocence in his crystal eyes, he was waiting for Dajiao Xuanyuan's affirmation.

This taste is Dajiao Xuanyuan's first time to try it, and it is completely different from what he expected. When it falls into his mouth, it is not as rough as grilled, but with an extra layer of delicate wrapping. The greasiness of the duck meat is resolved by the shredded green onions. The experience of this mouthful is truly amazing.

It is unforgettable for gods.

"It's delicious!" Before he finished eating, Dajiao Xuanyuan had already given the answer. The original doubt in his eyes disappeared instantly, leaving only surprises.

"You little girl, you taste good!"

Zhiyang raised her head slightly, her face full of pride, "Of course, I was the cause of trouble back then... Bah, when I traveled around, I tasted all the delicacies in the world!"

“Interesting, interesting.”

"Old man, try this wine again!"

Zhu Qingbai is a famous wine in Fandeng City. Among Qingqiu, apart from the peach blossom made by Zhiyang himself, this is Zhu Qingbai.

When the wine enters the throat, although there is a bit of burning in the stomach, a sense of coolness emerges from the stomach. The fragrance of the bamboo leaves remains in the mouth, giving it a unique taste.

“Good wine!”

Like Zhiyang, Dajiao Xuanyuan is also a sweet-tempered person. Although he is an ancient mythical beast, he never hesitates to praise himself. The little old man's face was full of joy, and he was very happy with a roast duck roll and a glass of wine.

Almost.

At the beginning, Zhiyang looked at him a little funny, but as she watched the rolls enter Dajiao Xuanyuan's mouth one after another, and saw the large plate of meat disappearing very quickly, she instantly rolled her eyes at Dajiao Xuanyuan, lowered her head and started eating by herself.

"Pah——"

I don't know where the sound came from, and the originally noisy and busy store suddenly became quiet.

Looking up, a storyteller was sitting upright in the hall, holding a gavel in his hand and stroking his beard. When he saw that everyone was quiet, he slowly opened his mouth.

"The last chapter said that Qingqiu Zhiyang cut off one of his tails, and Qingqiu was separated from the three realms."

snap——

Hearing this, Zhiyang was stunned, and the chopsticks he was holding quietly fell out of his hands.

"Who is this Qingqiu Zhiyang? The first ten-tailed fox in the world, why did he cut off one of his tails to separate Qingqiu from the three realms? This matter must start with the previous Fox Emperor and Fox Queen...

…”

The absent-mindedness just now has completely disappeared, and the expression on Zhiyang's face has also changed slightly. He has a silent expression, holding the wine glass gently in his hand, drinking wine and listening to the storyteller from time to time, as if he is just a bystander.

"The Fox Emperor and the Fox Queen were killed by demons in the Nine Heavens. Before the murderer could be found, the Emperor of Heaven pinned the crime on Emperor Ji Zhiyang. How could there be a daughter who killed her father and mother in the world? The Emperor of Heaven was confused and looked down upon her.

The people of Qingqiu were so helpless that they actually sent down heavenly soldiers and generals to kill the innocent immortals in Qingqiu and force the emperor to submit."

Hearing this, Dajiao Xuanyuan inadvertently cast his eyes on the little girl opposite. The little girl's reaction was calm. She put her elbows on the table, held her cheeks with her hands, and looked at the storyteller in the hall quietly.

, waiting for the next story.

Seemingly noticing Dajiao Xuanyuan's gaze, Zhiyang turned around and smiled, "Why are you looking at me? This story is quite good, and it is also interesting."

After taking a sip of wine, my eyes returned to the hall, and I continued to listen to such a strange story.

"How could the Emperor just sit back and do nothing? They fought at the border of Qingqiu. One man defeated many heavenly soldiers and generals. In order to protect the peace of Qingqiu, he cut off one of his tails, drew a clear line and established himself as the emperor." "Is this true?"

Dajiao Xuanyuan's eyes turned cold, with a hint of anger between his brows. The ancient divine beast has its own majesty, has followed the Yellow Emperor for so long, and loves all living beings in the three realms. If this thing is really like the storyteller, this is the ninth heaven.

responsibility.

"There are so many right and wrongs. How can you believe the story told by a book?"

Zhiyang raised his eyes slightly, the smile in his eyes seemed to be mocking him for being ignorant of the world and unable to hear stories and facts. With a slight curl of the corner of his mouth, the wine in the glass had reached the bottom.

"If this is true, why don't the people of Qingqiu speak up for Zhiyang?"

A soft female voice suddenly fell on everyone's ears, and looking for the sound, a woman in black clothes with her face covered slowly entered the store and stood quietly in front of the storyteller, waiting for an answer.

A simple question caused the entire store to fall silent. Everyone looked at the woman in black, wondering if she was here to cause trouble or if she really wanted an answer.

Zhiyang, who was sitting by the window, smiled to herself. Eight hundred years have passed, and she didn't expect that there would still be people who were still obsessed with such a thing.

With a gentle kneading in her hand, the wandering woman in white instantly transformed into a man. Different from her previous charm, she now looked more heroic.

"The past has passed, so why should the girl keep chasing after her?"

He took the wine bottle from Dajiao Xuanyuan's hand, filled it with a glass, swayed the glass gently, and looked at the woman in black at the door quietly with an unruly look in his eyes.

At this moment, everyone also spotted Zhiyang sitting by the window. The handsome young man, who didn't know where he came from, was dressed in white and leaning lightly on the back of a chair, with a picture scroll on his face.

The woman in black frowned, "Oh? According to what the young master said, if a person has a grudge, it is not necessary to retaliate?"

"Haha, girl, you are misinterpreting my meaning."

After drinking a glass of wine, Zhiyang's eyes became more elusive. Pursing her lips, Zhiyang stood up directly, took out a few gold leaves from her arms and put them directly on the table.

"Waiter, check out!"

Zhiyang passed directly by the girl in black, the two looked at each other, Zhiyang always had an incomprehensible smile on his face, and said goodbye.

At this moment, Dajiao Xuanyuan didn't ask any questions. He followed Zhiyang and looked at the girl in black, his brows furrowed and his eyes cold.

"That girl is from Hades."

The underworld is different from the demons and controls the undead in the three realms. The underworld is different from the people in the three realms. Their bodies have a different smell. Although the girl's body was covered with very strong spices just now, Dajiao Xuanyuan can still distinguish it.

"People from Hades? Why did they come to Qingqiu?"

This somewhat surprised Zhiyang and gave Dajiao Xuanyuan a cold look.

People in the underworld never leave the underworld. When will they be able to roam freely in Qingqiu?

He turned back and glanced at the restaurant again, frowned slightly, turned around and disappeared into the crowd with Dajiao Xuanyuan.

"Hey, this matter has nothing to do with me. Isn't there someone in Qingqiu taking care of it now? What does it have to do with me, a little fox!"

As they spoke, Zhiyang stretched lazily, with a few tears of physiological reaction appearing in the corners of his eyes.

Dajiao Xuanyuan was a little stunned by her ease.

"Maybe there will be chaos in Qingqiu, and you, the Queen, may be the reason. Are you sure you don't care?"
Chapter completed!