In the north of Hangshan City, there is a wine shop on the side of the road. The restaurant is not big, only five or six tables. But business is good, often hot.
Firstly, the location of this restaurant is very good, and secondly, the owner here, Boss Chang, is very famous for his sauced beef.
Boss Chang is 40 years old this year, and in this ancient society, he was called "Buhuo". This period is called the decline period, and it is easy to look old.
But Boss Chang is not old, because the business of the wine shop is good, he lives very well, and even last year, relying on years of savings, he got a wife, and his small life can be described as prosperous.
Therefore, Boss Chang attaches great importance to this restaurant, and he also has the ability that once he meets someone, he will never forget it for life. Who can offend and who can't be offended, knowing very well, can be called all-round and slick.
It was already afternoon, and the business was surprisingly not so good. Boss Chang sat on a stool smoking a pipe and chatting with his assistant's son.
At this moment, his son's eyes lit up, and when he saw someone approaching, he said pleasantly, "Father, someone is here."
Boss Chang was also overjoyed, turned around and saw a familiar person appearing. "Mr. Chen." Boss Chang quickly stood up and bowed to Chen Zhengran.
Because the sauced beef he makes is delicious, Mr. Chen is also a frequent customer. He is exquisite in all aspects, knowing that this young master is an authentic local snake, he never dared to neglect.
But Boss Chang also carefully discovered that Mr. Chen is a bit different today. I saw him wearing a solid black suit, the cuffs were tied with a cloth belt, which was very convenient for movement, and he looked heroic, his hair was coiled up casually, tied with a ribbon, he had moccasin boots under his feet, and he held a handle in his hand sword.
That dandy boy in the past looks particularly heroic today.
Chen Zhengran looked very different, but there was one person that could not be ignored. Boss Chang soon realized that there was another person beside Chen Zhengran. Seeing this person, Boss Chang gasped.
ice. This person seemed to be a block of ice, exuding a strong cold air. Although he has a smile on his face, even though he is wearing a red dress, he looks prosperous.
But it couldn't hide the coldness that permeated his whole body.
Not feeling cold, but really cold. Because Boss Chang stiffened all over in an instant, feeling that his blood was congealed, and when he exhaled, there was still white mist.
It's early summer and it's going to be a little cold. But definitely not this cold.
"You won't encounter ghosts, will you?" Boss Chang's hair stood on end, he quickly took a few steps back and leaned against the stove. There was a fire burning inside the stove, but the fire couldn't dispel the cold.
"Senior brother, you scared him." Chen Zhengran was a little helpless, and turned to this man and said.
This person is Bai Zheng, there are countless legends about him, some people have seen him slaying dragons in the river. Some people have seen him cut off a ten-foot-wide waterfall with one sword, and some have seen him cut a strand of hair in half.
In short, it is a myth, beheading Jiangzuo's first swordsman, Shuiping. Just one of the things he did.
Although Chen Zhengran is an illegitimate child, he is also extremely noble, and also because of his superb swordsmanship and majestic pride. He is valued by King Qi and has a very high status.
But facing this senior brother, Chen Zhengran was still willing to bow his proud head. Be a follower. This senior brother definitely has the qualifications.
"I can't help it. He looks a bit fierce, but people are afraid of people." Bai Zheng smiled, his smile was very warm, but the cold was even more intense.
Of course this was a joke, Chen Zhengran knew the arrogance of this senior brother, and he was born with a coldness. In summer, as soon as he puts wine in his hands, it will quickly become iced wine.
Chen Zhengran rolled his eyes.
"Boss Chang, prepare five catties of sauced beef and a jar of good wine." Chen Zhengran came here to drink and eat meat, and he greeted Boss Chang casually.
"Yes, yes." Boss Chang woke up like a dream, and hurried down to get ready.
The sauced beef was cooked, so after only a moment, a jar of good wine was placed on the table in front of the two of them. Chen Zhengran first poured a bowl of wine for himself and his senior brother, then picked up chopsticks and started eating.
Chen Zhengran said while eating: "Senior brother, this Hangshan City is coming soon. The book swordsman Chen Guhong is in the city, do you have any way to recruit him smoothly?"
Speaking of this, Chen Zhengran showed a little worry on his face: "And judging from the fact that he went to the Shui family to settle the Shui family, he has a very close relationship with that water level, and senior brother, you beheaded that water level. "
Bai Zheng chewed slowly, chewing very finely and steadily, every time he opened his mouth to eat beef, he chewed it sixteen times before swallowing it.
This is very good for the digestion of the stomach, and he has strict self-discipline.
Swallowed a mouthful of beef, and took another sip of wine. Bai Zheng smiled and said, "You don't understand this."
"Don't understand?" Chen Zhengran was a little surprised.
"For a pure swordsman, a duel is a kind of passion and a kind of romance. To die in the process of a duel is happiness without regret. So a friend goes to a duel to die, and a swordsman will not draw his sword for revenge On the other hand, if you are killed by a human enemy, you will be angry with your sword. I am talking about a pure swordsman, a top swordsman. Only this kind of swordsman can become a mythical figure. If Chen Guhong is this kind of person , then he will not hate me. If he hates me, it means that he is not this kind of person. When the time comes, kill him with one sword."
The beef was a bit stuffy, Bai Zheng picked it up with a bamboo stick, and wrote lightly. It seemed that what he wanted to kill was not the mythical book swordsman in the world, but an unknown person.
And Chen Zhengran was convinced of this, let alone whether Chen Guhong was that kind of person, even if he was that kind of person, his senior brother could still kill him.
But now it is to recruit, not to kill. So Chen Zhengran replied with a wry smile: "Brother, please spare me, that is a huge combat power, I have already promised the prince that I will do my best to win him over."
"Then how about surrendering by force?" Bai Zheng said again, still a little foolishly speaking. But Chen Zhengran knew he was serious.
Absolute tyranny has already made this brother's mind speak with fists in the first case, speak with fists in the second case, and still speak with fists in the third case.
Just rolling all the way.
"Then I'll do it, try my best to lobby." Chen Zhengran gave up talking about strategy with this senior brother, and said with a wry smile.
"Okay, I'll do it for you." Bai Zheng nodded and said with a smile.
"Murderous!" Suddenly, Bai Zheng's face changed slightly, that gentle and smiling expression instantly froze, turning into a piece of ice, his eyes lit up instantly, and his left hand was placed on the hilt of the sword on the table It was as if a beast had come to life.
This is his true colors, the cold and ruthless swordsman.