Li Zijun sat silently at the table waiting for news.

Wait and wait.

An hour has passed.

The second group of servants who came back from Guzhuang still shook their heads like rattles: "Nothing happened... Gudu."

Only around Guzhuang, with "Gu Ji" as the center, spreading outward with other people's homes, the strong fragrance floating around makes people feel a little worried.

The villagers in Guzhuang set up a table and ate this delicious food this year. Some killed chickens, some slaughtered pigs, and some stewed a large pot of delicious fish. Even if they were really a bit stingy, they also made some fish balls and shrimp balls, which had less meat and more sorghum noodles, which tasted pretty good.

When Li Zijun heard the servant sent by his family to report him a bunch of vegetable names, he felt so skeptical about his life.

He paid for it!

He offered up the small amount of money left in the account to do this.

It took a full 200 taels to find the reliable Hei Master, the nicknamed Hei Skin, and he chose a very impressive master. It is said that the other party is relatively idle during the Chinese New Year, so he quoted a land price, otherwise he would take at least 500 taels.

(Scarface: I only collected 100 taels!!)

Li Zijun's heart was so cold.

Although he made a lot of money himself, he spent more money. The restaurant alone spent all his money on his business and cheating. Now the money he had given was given to him by noble people. Although he was given to him, he could not use it at will. Every penny he used must be effective.

Now the noble man is very dissatisfied. He has gone to the city several times, but the noble man refuses to see him even when he sees him, and he has repeatedly warned him...

Li Zijun gritted her teeth and slammed on the table with a thump: "Bastard!"

These hateful people from the world are not moral at all and are unreliable!

At this moment, Gu Xiang stayed in the cafeteria and asked Qiu Li and the others to serve all the steamed pork that had just been prepared. Although it was not a kung fu dish, it was very satisfying to eat it in one glutinous bite.

"I still don't believe it!"

Gu Xiang changed his recipes silently, "Let's braised pork, braised pork ribs, roasted whole lamb, spicy and sour fish, hum."

There were a lot of new customers today, but the food orders were really slow to be accounted for.

Now, Gu Xiang can roughly guess which food orders are given by whom. At present, a group of people in the martial arts world can eat, but they can't see how sensitive they have. As a result, they are so stingy to give food orders. On average, one person has eaten it until now, but he has given less than two food orders. This is a bit unreasonable!

Gu Xiang thought: People in the martial arts world must eat large pieces of meat and drink large bowls of wine!

The series of dishes in the "Pictures of the Country" are elegantly named, but many of the dishes in them taste very enjoyable.

Gu Xiangmao tried hard to clean up the ingredients, carefully select and wash them carefully, remove the slightly bad ones first, and then make them as a cheap welfare after the New Year.

I picked it and packed it up, chopped it, and seasoned it carefully. I used all my skills and put it on the stove.

Soon, the rich meat fragrance drifted into the hall with the sizzling sound.

"Flesh!"

Magistrate Wang's eyes were blurred.

County Magistrate Zhou also swallowed and licked his lips slightly.

Nowadays, most of the dishes that scholars love are elegant and light, but they still like to eat meat.

He was very elegant when communicating outside, as if he loved sake and vegetables, but in private he loved meat.

Zhou County Wei couldn't help it and secretly warned Qiuli to ask for a large basin of rice, and large pieces of steamed pork were stuffed into the rice.

"Ahhh!"

The steamed pork with noodles has a slightly sour and spicy taste, not at all, it is very appetizing, and it tastes very delicious, and it is particularly satisfying.

County Magistrate Wang was embarrassed and could only cook rice one bowl after another!

After eating the steamed pork with noodles, fireworks set off in the garden. Large clusters of flowers exploded in the sky. Diners hurriedly surrounded their cloaks, held the stove, and walked to the veranda to look up.

Ice sculptures and fireworks, the moonlight is just right.

Magistrate Wang held a cup of wine, sucked it, and breathed out: "It's so beautiful, uncle, you have a good appetite."

A gray-bearded old man next to him was holding a can of meat in his hand, and he was still eating meat while looking at the scene.

"When you eat the New Year's dishes from Fuyunlou, you can't even care about your stomach!"

Magistrate Wang smiled so hard that his eyebrows were curved.

Although the diners in Fuyun Tower all have some wealth, some are officials, some are "bandits", and some are businessmen. They have different identities and statuses. They usually don't have many opportunities to get together, and they usually don't get together. At this time, there is no difference in identity.

Scarface’s dozens of brothers, don’t care who they meet, either despise or are afraid. How could they think that some scholars can come to them to toast today?

"call."

When he turned around, he saw Xiao Liuzi raising the pillar and talking to a little girl in the kitchen. The girl's cheeks turned red and her smile was as bright as a flower.

Xiao Liuzi is only fourteen this year.

I haven't had a life yet.

Scarface suddenly felt a sudden change in his heart. If he had killed someone in a few years and saw blood, could he still talk to the beautiful little girl secretly like now?

Gu Xiang glanced at the fireworks outside, cleaned up the remaining ingredients of the ingredients, and fryed a large pot of rice together, which looked colorful and chaotic, but in fact it was very fragrant, and it was particularly delicious.

"Cherry, go to the canteen and deliver the fried rice outside the door. It costs a penny and a bowl of it. Then you can sell it for fun. Then take some stoves and bring my jar of soup, and give it to you for free."

Cherry knew it and smiled and said, "Our third lady is really so conscientious!"

With the fireworks together, the villagers in Guzhuang all took small stools, put on just-made cotton coats, and helped the elderly and young people come to join in the fun.

The villagers were very satisfied when they ate fried rice with particularly rich ingredients.

Gu Xiang was also very satisfied when he looked at the rising food spots.

Those people in the martial arts world finally began to provide her with food orders in a steady manner!

On the mountain not far from Guzhuang, a group of more than a dozen men dressed in ordinary black shirts, looking quite low-key, but in their actions, they were extremely agile, standing on the top of the mountain, staring straight at the dark ravine.

The man in the lead was wearing a royal blue cloak, with a red gem on his crown, a white face and red lips, a little cold, but his facial features were very delicate, like a noble young man.

"The body must be found."

The man in black at the front lowered his voice, and his voice was a little tense.
Chapter completed!