Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

  Chapter 237 [Sanjia Village Specialties]

   Regarding these remarks, Fang Chang didn't do much research, he just nodded.

   But Sang Ziping went on to say:

   "In my opinion, the art of mortal geomantic omen is somewhat similar to the art of medicine. They are all developed from generation to generation, based on phenomena. They are often specious, but they are effective."

   "As long as it is effective, it is good, just use it for now." Fang Chang said, and then he pointed to the front: "Let's go to that inn."

  The business of the inn is booming, and there are many people at the door.

  The signboard at the entrance outside is huge, with the words "Yunxiang Inn" written on it, and there are long, long and wide banners next to it, with the words "Inn" written on it. Since the groups it is targeting often need to travel far and wide, they all know a few words, so these signboards are still very useful.

On the steps at the door, there is a young man standing to greet the guests. Whenever someone walks over, they will be asked, "How many people? Stay in the shop or play the top?" Whenever someone leaves, they will say "guests go slowly".

  The most important quality of this position is to remember the guests who are still staying here one by one, which is a test of talent.

   "Shopkeeper, come to the upper room."

  After the waiter at the door asked and reported, Fang Chang and Sang Ziping walked into this Yunxiang Inn together, and said to the shopkeeper behind the counter. As a result, the innkeeper glanced at the long sword behind Fang Chang, swallowed his saliva, and carefully said with a smile:

   "Second guest officers, there are a little more customers in the small store recently. Unfortunately, there are no more rooms left. There are only ground-level rooms and herringbone rooms, but they are absolutely clean and the price is reasonable. You can stay at ease."

  Fang Chang said with a smile: "Then come to a brand-name room, we are not picky about it."

"Okay, Dongzi, prepare room No. 2 for these two guest officials! You two, please come here." The innkeeper led Fang Chang and Sang Ziping to the waiter named Dongzi, and then Withdrew without a trace and went back behind the counter to continue to greet new customers.

   "Two guest officers, please follow me."

It seems that the waiters in the shop that can be seen are all dressed in uniform, all of them are clothed with small hats, or wrapped or put on a white scarf, and this one in front of him is no exception. He led them to the No. 2 room on the first floor, and used Give them the key to open the door. Fang Chang took a look, and found that the inside was indeed very clean, with sunlight shining in, and the location was not bad.

Xiaoer brought them hot water and a small bamboo tube of tea, and told them that hot water is available at any time, and if they want to eat, they can go to the lobby to order food, or ask themselves to come and order the menu and deliver it. It's just that the latter needs to add ten cents for running errands.

   Then he exited the room and closed the door behind him.

"In this way, you can stay here for two days, and take a look at the scenery here. If you want to prepare your itinerary, you still have to go to the big city behind. The types of goods here are more for the use of Guanzhong and Shu, and there are too few suitable for entering the Western Regions." , it’s not easy to find them all at once.”

  Sang Ziping opened the stool and sat at the table, poured two cups of tea, picked up one cup and drank it by himself.

Fang Chang walked to the window, opened it and looked outside, then closed the window again and pinned it to block the blazing sunlight: "There is still some time before the fog, let's go outside for a while? Look at the junction of these three places, Is there any special food."

"OK."

Sang Ziping drank the hot tea in the pot casually, got up with a smile and went out with Fang Chang. After walking together for this period of time, he also knew that this Mr. Fang in front of him, in addition to his superb cooking skills, also likes to find food everywhere. .

  After coming out of Nanping Mountain, Mr. Fang would go to the restaurants, small stalls, and farmhouses to find something to satisfy his appetite every time he went to a new place. This is not abnormal among practitioners, it is even a common thing, because each sect holds different ways and stresses differently, so the normal behavior of many practitioners looks like some eccentricity.

   Fortunately, Mr. Fang seems to never run out of money in his pocket, so he can sustain such expenses. This is different from many practitioners who are struggling to survive. Thinking about it, Yun Zhongshan should be rich enough. At the same time, the other party also paid for the travel expenses that he followed, and the money prepared by Sang Ziping was not used at all.

  In other parts, however, Mr. Fang showed a different look. He was more at ease with the situation than the practitioners he met before, and he was not bound by external objects. For example, accommodation, the other party can also live in luxury hotels, wild forests, and even sleep on the branches of trees.

  Sang Ziping followed Fang Chang's footsteps and walked into an unremarkable restaurant.

  Fang Chang shouted: "Xiao Er!"

   As a result, the other party was busy, so he quickly apologized, and continued to listen to the list of dishes reported by the other table. Seeing this, Sang Ziping asked curiously: "There are not even enough clerks here, and the inside is very simple and old. Why did you choose this place? The tables are all rotten."

  Sang Ziping gently wiped the table with his hands, and even dropped wood powder.

   Seeing this, Fang Chang took a descaling technique casually, which made the table smoother, but still couldn't cover up the old intentions of the table. He smiled at Sang Ziping:

"Look at the diners around. They are all stable and at ease. They don't bring any luggage, and they wear homely clothes. They should be local residents, or they often come to these three villages. And the signs outside have been dusty for many years, which proves that this restaurant has survived long enough. It’s been a long time. Often restaurants like this taste good.”

   "I'm sorry, guest officer, there are too many people at the moment, so you have been waiting for a long time—what do you want to eat?" Xiao Er, who ran out from the back kitchen, wiped his forehead with a white cloth in his hand, and said.

   "What are the specialty dishes here? It is best to find the kind that is difficult to find elsewhere."

"Of course, you have come to the right place." The waiter looked at the clothes of the two, and felt that they were not short of money, so he ignored the price and reported some famous signs in the store: "There are two specialties in this small store. Diners who come and go will choose these two or one of these two as the finale whenever they have a banquet here, which is fried crispy meat and cold meat, if you are interested, you can try it."

   "Okay, serve both of these... any more?"

"Of course, of course." Seeing that Fang Chang is neat enough, Xiaoer's face is happy, and his mouth is even more agile: "And Mipi, our family makes this kind of food. It tastes delicious and the price is affordable, especially suitable for hot weather. It’s time to eat, and on weekdays, everyone mainly comes here for this.”

"In addition, the tofu in Sanjia Village is well-known far and wide. It has good toughness, fine taste, gentle and refreshing taste, and a delicate fragrance. If you want to drink something, there is also fine wine made from various grains in the Shu area, which is transported via the plank road after cellaring, but the price is a little expensive."

  Fang Chang nodded: "In addition to fried crispy meat and cold meat, two more rice skins, and then let the chef make some tofu according to his mood, and a dime of wine."

  (end of this chapter)