Spring in Kyoto is not too late, but it is still on Qijiu, and there is already a faint spring feeling. When you wake up in the morning, you can't feel the coldness of late winter at all, but it's a bit warm.

Zhou Dong stretched his waist and leaned on the bed to look out, and found that the warm sun was already falling in the small courtyard. Two unknown birds on the branches of the sycamore tree were chirping, as if mocking him, a lazy guy who was still unwilling to get up after the sun was shining.

Shang Qingxiong got up early, had already washed up, and was exhaling under the grape trellis, playing a set of military-body fists, and was quite skilled in hard bridges and hard horses. He seemed to feel insufficient after hitting one set of fists. He didn't know where he got two stone locks, and threw them into the air in turn and caught them, as if the clown in a circus was throwing colorful balls.

Zhou Dong secretly praised him. This is the real kung fu. It should be a bucket of rice. It turns out that the higher the kung fu, the greater the appetite.

"Old Zhou, are you up?

Teacher Yu just called and said that he would come at around 10 o'clock and wanted to take you to eat some good things. When I asked what it was, he still mysteriously refused to say it. He just said that it was a rare delicacy of a seedling in a thousand hectares.

Lao Zhou, why do I feel that Teacher Yu is so awesome? It’s almost the same to say this to me, and I dare to say it in front of you, Chef Zhou?”

After washing his face, Zhou Dong started brushing his teeth, and said vaguely while brushing, "Teacher Yu is awesome, don't you know this?

Also, I dare not say that I have eaten any delicious food. Chinese food has a long history, and there are so many good things I have never eaten or even heard of.

Huh? You bought the breakfast on the stone table, why do you seem to have never moved it? Are you not hungry?"

On the stone table under the vines are soy milk, fried liver, fried dough sticks, oil cakes, etc., and a hot small pork bun. Zhou Dong doesn't have to eat it. After smelling the smell, you will know that everything is above the level. It can be seen that his young master's eyes are obviously from the time-honored brands in Kyoto.

However, seeing that these breakfasts were not moved, I couldn't help but wonder. Shang Qingxiong's rice bucket was filled with a hot and fragrant breakfast and was playing with stone locks while hungry? Why is it abnormal?

"Hungry."

Shang Qingxiong threw the stone lock on the ground with a bang, causing dust to spread: "But you can't eat even if you are hungry."

"You big man lose weight, too?"

Zhou Dong picked up the disposable bowl of fried liver and drank it, then picked up a small bun and ate it. He nodded slightly and said, "It tastes good, but the stuffing of the bun is really chopped by hand. I really don't eat it?"

Shang Qingxiong swallowed secretly: "I have to keep my stomach and follow you and Teacher Yu to eat the food."

"Oh, but Teacher Yu said he wanted to invite you?"

Recently, the condition has not looked like a patient, but Zhou Dong still has the integrity that a patient should be.

"We are together. Teacher Yu is embarrassed not to invite me?"

Shang Qingxiong looked up at the sky, looked at the watch again: "It's almost 9 o'clock, why haven't you come yet?"

Zhou Dong was too lazy to pay attention to him. The more familiar he was with this young master, the more he felt that he did not look like a young master, but he looked very much like a young master.

After breakfast, Zhou Dong found the tea leaves in the room to soak them. After tasting the real Mingqian Longjing, he sat under the grape rack and slowly drank the tea. Shang Qingxiong also came over and drank two cups. As a result, he became more and more hungry. Waiting for Teacher Yu was like a drought and looking at Yun Ni.

Hearing the door knocking lightly, Shang Qingxiong rushed over and opened the door like an arrow. He saw that one was Teacher Yu with curly hair outside the door, and the other was Luohan Fruit on his head. Teacher Guo, who was smiling three times when he saw people, nodded and said, "The two teachers have finally arrived. Lao Zhou has been waiting for a long time."

In fact, he is really anxious, but he can put down his airs in front of Zhou Dong. Shang Qingxiong is still quite serious in front of Guo and Yu. After all, he only saw Teacher Yu, and he could not lose face to the merchants no matter how much he said.

Unfortunately, Zhou Dong didn't support him and smiled and said, "You'd better get over it. I'm not in a hurry. What's anxious is you, the hungry one."

Seeing Shang Qingxiong blushing like a big red cloth, Teacher Yu chuckled: "Young Master Shang, you are all friends, don't have to hold them. Why, let's go together today?"

"Haha, let's go together."

Shang Qing ambitiously said that this is not nonsense. If I don’t follow you, where can I find a way to find a meal?"

The four of them walked directly and jumped into Teacher Guo’s private car. Teacher Yu smiled and looked at Zhou Dong: “Brother Zhou, are you full in the morning?”

"I'm quite full. I fryed liver and a bowl of soy milk, and I also ate two fried dough sticks and half a basket of buns."

"Okay, let's get rid of food before lunch?"

Teacher Yu looked at Teacher Guo and said, "Old Guo, our Tsinghua Pool?"

Guo Qigang nodded: "Okay, take a bath before lunch to ensure that Brother Zhou is satisfied. Lao Yu, the Lu family have all been booked?"

"Isn't it decided? Old Lu started preparing early in the morning. It took some effort to get a sheep tail oil. It's just right after we finished the bath."

"Tsinghua Pool, no..."

When Shang Qingxiong heard that he was desperate, he didn't eat all his stomach and deliberately kept his stomach. This is great, he even took a bath! Teacher Yu, I haven't kicked your door, why did you harm me like this?

But it’s hard to say that I didn’t eat early in the morning, so I could only force myself to smile. Zhou Dong was holding back his laughter and almost got a small intestinal hernia.

Tsinghua Pond in Kyoto is a century-old store. Every home has a water heater to bathe. Today, many people still care about putty here. What they care about is the master's skills, pedicures, rub the back, massage, ear picking, and doing a set of work. Make a cup of hot tea, and the green radish that is crispy to the heart. The taste is beautiful! I don't want to change it if I give it to the emperor.

Shang Qingxiong pressed his gurgling stomach and supported himself to finish a set of work. He held the radish and ate it. The way to eat it was terrible than a rabbit.

Teacher Yu and Teacher Guo also realized that Mr. Shang Da is quite fed, so he speeded up. At around 11:30, a few people left Tsinghua Pool and drove away all the way.

After the car was parked in a paid parking lot next to the road, Teacher Yu led everyone into a small alley. Shang Qingxiong became more and more confused as he walked, and finally couldn't help asking, "Teacher Yu, are there any restaurants here?"

"There are no restaurants, but there are delicious foods, and if they are not in the mood, they may not be willing to sell them to you."

It was said to Shang Qingxiong, but Teacher Yu's eyes were looking at Zhou Dong. This was the place where the food he carefully prepared for Zhou Dong. Not to mention being a foreigner, even the locals now have few people who know it. This brother Zhou is known as the young master of diligent Chinese history. I wonder if he can tell the name of this food?

Zhou Dong shook his nose, catching a special smell floating in the air.

The perfect taste tasting skill was instantly opened, and information related to this smell quickly poured into Zhou Dong's mind.
Chapter completed!