Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures Chapter 285: Meet the old acquaintance again

Shortly after dawn the next day, Guangren was summoned to the palace by Emperor Wu. Master Dafang was kept by the emperor until noon and did not come back, but His Majesty the emperor was soaked with rain and dew. During lunch, he sent someone to deliver three tables of imperial meals and ten altars of wine from the Western Regions.

Wu Mian and Gui Bugui brought Xiao Ren San for an exclusive table of imperial meals. The three of them had also eaten at the Huainan Palace. The food at that table was average, but Xiao Ren San was more curious about the ten jars of wine. Just after a small drink, the little guy's eyes straightened. Directed at Guibugui, he said, "You're immortal, it's not worse than the fruit wine you brewed. Good stuff..."

After speaking, Xiao Ren San poured himself a full glass of wine. After drinking it with his neck up, the little guy suddenly remembered something, then patted his little head and said to Wu Mian and Gui Bugui, "Wait for me, don't touch the wine on the table until I come back. ..." while speaking. Xiao Ren San has already rushed out in a hurry.

A moment later, Xiao Ren San returned to their room with three or four little alchemists. Each of these little alchemists held two jars of wine left and right, and counted them. Emperor Wu gave a total of ten jars of wine, and there were nine jars in this room.

At the moment, I didn't return with a smile, and continued at Xiao Ren San: "Yes, it's better than the old man I thought. Just now, the old man thought you would rob all ten jars of wine, and he knew that he would keep one for others. Tan. Are you transsexual today? So generous..."

"Why do you want to leave something for others?" Little Ren San didn't seem to hear the irony in Gui Bugui's mouth, and he skillfully smashed the mud on the altar. After carefully tidying up the mouth of the jar, he plunged his little head into the wine jar at once. He drank until his stomach bulged, and the little guy retracted his head. Gui Bugui glanced at the wine in the jar, half of it was missing...

After eating a jar of wine, Xiao Ren San, who was red all over, started to smirk at Wu Mian and Gui Bugui. This is a precursor to his brewing drunken madness, and he has already suffered enough from this little guy's drunken madness. While pulling Wu Mian down, the two of them had slipped out of the hotel in advance before Xiao Ren San started to make a fuss.

The two did not have any relatives or friends in Chang'an City, except for the former general Zhou Ke, who didn't even have a friend who could speak a few words. However, the Hu Ben Army's main camp was not far away, and he was reluctant to use magic techniques when he returned.

The two walked out a few blocks. When I was about to find a place like a wine shop or tea house to sit down and rest. Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure in the opposite direction walking past. The first person who saw the figure was the one who did not return, so he pulled Wu Mian over. Whispered: "Don't look across..."

If the old guy didn't say these five words, Wu Mian really didn't plan to look opposite. These words reminded him that when the white-haired man looked up, he saw an old man dressed as a warlock walking into a wine shop opposite. Directly facing the guy in the restaurant, he shouted, "Wa'er. Bring a jar of good wine to Grandpa Warlock, and then four cool, four hot and eight dishes, and the meat is not essential." The seat should really be...

While speaking, Xi Yingzhen took out a small golden thorn from his arms and gave it to the guy who was coming to serve. A table of banquets definitely doesn't cost that much. Just when the young man was going to repay the bill to Xi Yingzhen, the old warlock waved his hand and said to him: "You can check this table for Grandpa Warlock. You can take the gold, as long as Grandpa Warlock eats well, there are more It's your reward."

The smile on the guy's face grew wider when he heard that there was a reward. After a few words of gratitude and politeness, he said to Xi Yingzhen, "It's a coincidence that you came here. You just slaughtered a fat sheep outside your mouth this morning. If you don't think it's too stinky, I'll leave it to you, grandpa. Only the fat sheep is simmered with some dry vegetables at the bottom, and the other half is grilled on the charcoal stove. The whole batch of water has been marinated to cool, and I will ask the kitchen to cut half a catty for you to drink. You can drink while waiting. Is it okay to cook with mutton?"

"Go, go, go!" As soon as I heard the man talking about the practice of lamb. Xi Yingzhen's behavior changed with Xiao Ren San, who met the wine jar. After driving the guy away and letting him serve the dishes quickly, the old warlock's eyes were fixed on the kitchen.

Wu Mian and Gui Bugui covered their breath, and the two held their breath and quietly aimed at the back of the old warlock in the restaurant. The old guy was a little terrified of Xi Ying. I tried to pull Wu Mian away from here several times, but was stopped by this white-haired man: "Look at what he's going to do..."

Not long after, the guy came out of the kitchen with a long tray. Put the cut sheep heart and liver in the tray. The stomach and lungs were brought to Xi Yingzhen's table. The old warlock took a sip, and after delivering another glass of wine, he smiled and took out two golden coins from his arms. Still on the boy's tray. Said: "One is yours, and the other is the cook's. These dishes are well boiled, and I told the cook that if the mutton is cooked like this, the warlock grandpa will still have a reward..."

The guy accepted the two gold coins with a big smile, and after giving a big gift to Xi Yingzhen, he ran into the kitchen to announce the good news. Seeing that the old warlock did not notice the two of them, he was relieved to return. However, the mutton in the kitchen had to be cooked for another half an hour, so the two of them didn't want to disturb the old warlock. Immediately, he walked away from here. After reaching the restaurant where he couldn't see it, Wu Miancai said to Guibugui: "I can't believe that the city of Chang'an is lively again, old man, guess what does Xi Yingzhen appear in the city of Chang'an at this time?"

After thinking about it for a long time, I still gave a wry smile and said to Wu Mian: "Look at this grandfather of the warlock. My calf is shaking. I really can't guess what he means. After so many years in the mountains, are you bored?"

Rao has such an exquisite heart that he will not return, and he can't guess what Xi Yingzhen intends to do when he appears in Chang'an City at this time. Only inform Guangren later. See if Master Dafang has any inside information they don't know. At the moment, the two continued to wander around the street for more than half an hour.

Counting the time, the little guy has finished his drunkenness and has almost started to fall asleep. The two talents walked in the direction of Guanyi. After walking for a while and returning to the restaurant where Xi Ying really ate, he saw the old warlock compete with the mutton in the soup pot from a distance. The two held their breath again in unison. When he was about to walk quickly from the outside of the restaurant, he suddenly saw several men in monk costumes walking into the restaurant.

These people, Wu Mian and Gui Bugui, are also familiar. The one who took the lead was the middle-aged cultivator who was almost killed by a thunderbolt that he had brought in yesterday. After seeing a few of them entering the restaurant, Wu Mian and Gui Bugui suddenly changed their minds. The two stood outside the bar, waiting to see what would happen next.

The development of things did not disappoint Wu Mianhe's return. A few of them are here today to shock the middle-aged cultivator. After entering the restaurant, a few people occupied a table and saw Xi Yingzhen who was munching on mutton. A few monks glanced at it, but all they could see was the mutton on the old warlock's table.

When the guy came over to say hello, the middle-aged cultivator who was scared to pee yesterday pointed to Xi Yingzhen's table. Said to the guy: "Just like that old guy, give us a table too. When stewing the mutton, put more **** to suppress the smell."

The guy said with a smile, "I'm really sorry everyone. There is only one sheep in the shop, and it's already on the grandfather's table. However, the stewed pork in the shop is also a must in Chang'an City. Why don't you change it? A change of taste..."

Before the man's words were finished, the middle-aged cultivator slapped him in the face. "Crack!" After that, the guy fell to the ground. All of a sudden, the guests in the store were alarmed, including the Xi Yingzhen who had just swallowed the mutton...