Yun Yang showed a warm smile on his face and said, "I want to eat the cabbage tofu you made, and in addition, drink some Tongxin wine."

The old man raised his head, looked at Yun Yang, and said, "This guest official is very handsome."

Yun Yang said: "A person who can eat your cabbage and tofu will be acquaintances even if he is a drizzle."

The old man's eyes lit up and he said, "Yes, yes, it makes sense. Please come with me."

Yun Yang walked in, and the old man was behind him, and he installed the door panel directly and hung a sign.

Closed.

I didn't even entertain other customers.

"I have not come to drink for a long time..." Old Dugu hunched over and said in a low voice while busying himself: "If you don't come today, no one will come in a few days, I will close the door and leave..."

Yun Yang's expression was distant, and he looked at the scenes in this dirty shop, his eyes were filled with emotion.

I still remember... Every time I came back from a mission, my brothers would use different means and different paths to find this place and meet here.

Each of the brothers had a small table, and everyone was drinking alone, but occasionally their eyes were filled with joy and happiness.

We are together again.

Now, there are still small tables in this shop. Each small table is only two feet square, so you can only hold a plate of dishes, a pot of wine, and a wine glass, and there is no other space.

Eighteen platforms were neatly arranged along the corner of the wall.

Yun Yang subconsciously walked to the ninth small table and sat down.

His eyes were involuntarily sweeping around on several other tables.

Lao Dugu looked at Yun Yang's expression and suddenly lowered his head. Two drops of turbid old tears fell on the ground. Then he carefully brushed the pot and brushed all the utensils; it was made very delicately. A crystal-like cabbage appeared on the chopping board.

After fumbled with his fingers, a dark cabinet appeared on the wall in front of him. A kitchen knife with a flashing cold light was taken out from it, and he muttered as if no one else was around: "Do you want to learn my craft?"

"Do you want to learn how to make cabbage and tofu from me?"

"This cabbage needs to be removed...this tofu requires...water to use,"

Yun Yang listened carefully and finally said softly, "Old Dugu, are you leaving too?"

Old Dugu's eyes were stunned in the void and murmured: "All the old guests have left...they are no longer here...I'm still here, what are I doing?"

Yun Yang felt sad and said, "I will come often."

"You won't come often, and you won't come often." Lao Dugu murmured: "This is the last meal I made for you."

Tears flashed in the turbid eyes.

Yun Yang was silent for a while.

It won’t come often, you have too many things to do. If you can’t come often, it will affect your mood.

Yun Yang understands.

He was silent, and Lao Dugu was silent, busy.

The sound of kitchen knife, the sound of hot oil, and the unspeakable fragrance filled the entire small room. An inexplicable loneliness and an inexplicable warmth suddenly hit Yunyang's heart.

A plate of cabbage and tofu was already placed in front of you.

Cabbage is like jade, crystal clear; tofu is like white jade, flawless; soup is like clear water and blue sky.

A pot of wine was placed in front of Yun Yang.

The wine smells so good.

"Old Dugu, there are a pot of wine and a plate of dishes on the other eight tables." Yun Yang finally couldn't help it and said hoarsely.

Old Dugu was stunned for a moment and murmured: "Do you put it on?"

"Put it!"

Yun Yang buried his head, his voice hoarse and a faint trembling.
Chapter completed!