Duan Yu took Qing Qiao's hand and walked into the inn with a smile.
"My subordinates welcome the lord!"
Several dark guards with expressionless faces rushed forward and escorted them into the private room.
The shopkeeper in the corner was dumbfounded, wondering where these men in black came from.
Alas—the ubiquitous Wuyiwei, only you can't think of it, and you can never see it.
Take a seat and serve tea.
"...I have prepared a small gift for you." Duan Yu looked at Qing Qiao with a doting expression, "Get ready, don't be too surprised
. "
Gu Qingqiao thought to himself that I have never seen such a rare thing among people who have grown up like this—the jade hairpin of flowers that can attract butterflies and bees, the ice jade pendant that can keep a corpse from decaying for thousands of years, the panacea that makes people stay young forever, and is invulnerable to all kinds of poisons. "Tailor-made locks" is a must for sadomasochism series... These days, even Yuxi has been handed over by yy's foolish king, and I won't be surprised if you show me anything.
So the wind was light and calm, and he smiled calmly.
Duan Yu nodded slightly towards the people around him.
The black-clothed guard got the order, quickly cleared his throat, and shouted in a perverted voice that was full of air and deliberately elongated and processed:
"Come—people—serve garlic, mud, white meat, and—"
A plate of delicious garlic and white meat was carefully held in front of Qing Qiao in a seven-month-old posture under the watchful eyes of everyone.
Oops.
"Wang, is this what Wang Ye wants to send Xiao Qiao?"
After a long time, Qing Qiao finally closed his jaw.
"Eat, eat and watch." Duan Yu smiled without answering, with a rather smug look on his face.
Well, counting you as ruthless, it really "shocked" me.
Qing Qiao picked up the chopsticks, and sullenly took a piece to her mouth, feeling very resentful in her heart: This Prince Duan, are you a bit more miscellaneous? You should also make a rare treasure or something to open my eyes! The gold hairpin, jade pendant, and night pearl are all ok, although I may not be as surprised as I am now, but you have come all the way to this wilderness to give me a plate of meat, what is this? ! !
"... Is it delicious?" Duan Yu suddenly poked his head over, his eyes were a little rusty.
"... delicious." Qing Qiao answered casually, already in a state of confusion.
"Is it the best you've ever eaten?"
"... It's the best I've ever eaten." When I'm heartbroken, it doesn't matter what I eat.
"Sure enough, it's him!" Duan Yu raised his head and laughed with a high-five, his face beaming with joy, "I finally found him! Hahaha—"
"Uh?"
Qing Qiao stared blankly at him, convulsions? not like
.
"Little Qiao, does anyone know who made this garlic paste and white meat?" Duan Yu stopped laughing, looking at her with deep meaning.
"Isn't he the cook of this inn?" Qing Qiao was confused.
"How could I be willing to offer that kind of common stuff to Xiao Qiao?" Duan Yu said her ears bursting with mystery, "The one who cooks this dish is naturally the one that makes you miss it day and night. For a long time—a generation of legendary chefs in the culinary world, Qiao Feng, Qiao Daxia!"
"Wang, wang, wang, lord, are you joking?" Qing Qiao dropped half a piece of meat in her mouth, dumbfounded.
"When did this king play a joke on Xiao Qiao?" Duan Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, and the corner of his mouth raised a devilish line.
"...Aha, aha, ahaha!" Qing Qiao laughed dryly three times, and suddenly muttered in her heart, "Impossible, how could I really find Qiao Feng? She is definitely a liar..."
"Little Qiao doesn't seem to believe it?"
Duan Yu probably expected that she would have such a reaction, turned around and waved to the servant, "Bring it up."
So Wuyi Weiyi shouted out again in the same perverted tone that was full of air and deliberately elongated and processed:
"Bring—Joe—Feng—"
After Xixi Suosuo was flustered for a while, a pair of blue cloth shoes quietly appeared in Xiao Qiao's sight.
A generation of legendary chefs in the culinary world, the pinnacle representative of Garlic White Meat Pie, Qiao Feng, the hero Qiao, finally arrived.
"Qiao Feng, the cook of the Western Regions, has met Prince Duan, Gu."
Qiao Feng bowed deeply with a humble attitude.
Duan Yu nodded lightly, as a greeting.
"Little Qiao, why don't you come and meet Qiao Daxia soon? This king sent four hundred black-clothed guard elites to thoroughly investigate 136 cities across the country, and finally found him in a small town on the border of the Western Regions. It's really amazing. It's easy!"
Qing Qiao stared at the person in front of her, her mouth was in the shape of an "O" with a full outline—
Big, big pie face
Lamp, bulb eye
fleshy body...
Also, there is that mustache like a loach...
This generation of celebrity chef "Qiao Feng" hero who descended from the sky, looks like a cartoon, and can be as high as 99% similar to "Old Man Ding" who draws ghosts in childhood, almost carved out of the same mold—no simple, not simple
!
"He's not Qiao Feng." Without thinking, Qing Qiao blurted out immediately.
"Oh?" Duan Yu glanced at her, calmly, "So, Xiao Qiao has seen Qiao Feng himself?"
"...I haven't seen it before." She was a little annoyed, "But I know he can't be Qiao Feng, he, he is a liar..."
"Since I haven't seen the deity, how does Xiao Qiao know that he is a liar?"
Duan Yu picked up his teacup, breathed slowly, calmly and calmly.
"...he...he doesn't have a wolf's head on his chest!" Qing Qiao thought hard for a long time, and finally found such a reason.
Duan Yu smiled slowly, it was a weird smile overlooking all living beings and pity heaven and man—
"Qiao Feng, take off your clothes and show Gu."
So "Qiao Feng" nodded, and took off the clothes on his upper body in twos and threes.
— On his shiny chest, there was a fierce wolf head tattooed with green face and fangs!
Qiao Feng, also known as Xiao Feng, was from Khitan. Under the tutelage of Shaolin and the Beggar Gang, it is rare to meet an opponent in the world. He used to be the head of the beggar gang, the largest gang in the world, and his martial arts is the "eighteen palms of subduing the dragon" which is the treasure of the gang. This person values emotion, understands righteousness, is broad-minded, chivalrous and courageous, and is a rare hero who stands up to heaven and earth. And the symbol of his tragic recognition with his clansmen is the green wolf head on his chest, with his mouth open and his teeth bared, with a ferocious appearance.
"He, he, he, he..."
Qing Qiao was so shocked that she couldn't even complete a sentence—how could it be possible? how is this possible
! How could there really be a man with the surname Qiao Mingfeng, a wolf's head tattoo on his chest, and a man who is good at cooking garlic and white meat? Everything was made up by her at the beginning. Could it be that time and space have become disordered? Or is there really such a bizarre coincidence in the world
"What's the matter, Xiao Qiao stared dumbfounded?" Duan Yu squinted over, with a half-smile, "Isn't this the person you miss day and night?"
Qing Qiao shook her head and nodded again.
She was a little dazed.
She thought of Huang Rihua, Hu Jun, and the seven-foot man in the book—"Yang Guo is nothing! Guo Jing stands aside! I just like the tragic and heroic Qiao Feng!" She used to say this to her in college. The roommate declared, vowed.
But now, look at this sneering meat version of "Old Man Ding"...
No words to ask the sky, only tears flow.
"Daxia Qiao... good."
After struggling for a long time, she finally bowed her head and admitted defeat, full of guilt.
—Woooo Jin Yong fans, I'm sorry for you, if I knew what I said, I would have dared to say that Qiao Daxia is a white meat with garlic and mud!
"Uh, well, it's rare that I can't forget my name back then, and it's also my wish, Qiao, to come here and cook for someone close to me." Qiao Feng rubbed his palms and grinned joyfully. hehe.
Knowledge, heart, people.
Looking at the horrible mustache jumping up and down on his face, Qing Qiao felt like dying.
"... Hey, doesn't Xiao Qiao seem very happy? Don't you like the gift that the king gave you?"
Duan Yu suddenly poked his head over, his eyes were full of light, very bright.
"Where, where, I'm just a little surprised." Qing Qiao moaned weakly and dryly.
"Oh? What's the surprise?"
"I didn't expect Daxia Qiao to be so handsome and suave..."