The stone table and stone bench looked very elegant and beautiful, but when I really sat on it, the "butt feeling" was not comfortable at all. The three juniors were aroused by the coldness of the stone surface. They all rebounded in the air for a moment, blinked each other, and then took a deep breath and slowly "experienced" and barely sat down.

In theory, four people are two generations, so it is not appropriate to sit on the same level. However, after the old man warmly greets him and insists, they are not inconvenient to refuse any more, just sit down.

"Come on, one piece of each person, eat more!"

The old man picked up the small green bamboo baskets containing pastries on the table, reached in front of the three of them in turn, and promoted his skills.

The two chickens obviously still remember the experience of being held by Xiang Zheng and Xiang Chong all the way today. When they saw them, they gave up asking for more pastries and flapped their wings and flew up to the eaves, but they didn't want to leave. They just belonged to the supreme perspective that they had. While cooing, they watched the excitement below.

"Hey, don't say, the taste of this pastry is really good! The pastry is soft and soft, with an oily aroma inside; and the rustling grain in the filling allows the tongue taste buds to fully experience the all-round soft texture, with a hint of sweetness, fruity and floral fragrance, but not greasy at all, and it is very clear. This is definitely a delicacy made by a person full of 'love', otherwise how could it be so delicious?"

Xiang Chong savored it carefully while sighing in his heart that the old man not only had great physical skills, but his skill in making pastries was also absolutely top-notch!

The old man was satisfied with seeing the three juniors having a very elegant appearance, and they all enjoyed but were very polite, which made him very proud. He felt like a "sword given to a hero" that his labor was recognized, and he felt that the fruits of his labor were recognized.

"Eat slowly, there are so many, haha!"

The pastries are very exquisite. Even if you use the speed of "taste", you can finish them in a total of less than four bites, not to mention three young men. The first piece was killed in three or two. They were all eaten clean, and there was not even a single slag left.

"Come on, come on, come on one more!"

The old man was diligent and took another walk, but the three of them waved their hands and pushed them away.

"Thank you, sir! We have already enjoyed delicious food, it's enough! But please give me some advice!"

Xiang Zheng first stood up and thanked the old man.

The old man waved his hand and signaled him to sit down, put down the pastry, and then smiled with his hands while stroking his beard, saying, "What a beauty! It's a pity, I'm old! If you two must tell me something, I can't say anything eight times, which is not very pleasant. I won't have too much besides making good food, practicing martial arts, loosening muscles and bones, and raising flowers and birds. It's true, I'll give it to you in one sentence: No matter when, people always need to eat, if they eat well, their health will be good; if they are in good health, they will naturally be in a good mood; when they are in a good mood, they will naturally be like this. The most important thing in the world is to eat well and drink well, and it's a blessing to be able to eat! I hope that you can have good food and sleep every day in the future, which is my greatest blessing today!"

After hearing the old man's words, Xiang Chong's thoughts suddenly became "bang" in his mind!

This series of so familiar words is clearly the "famous quote" of the father of Wang Li, the brother of Xinwu, who was in the upper bunk in the 21st century!

Could it be that this old man is the "Dad Wang Li" in another world? The star-rated philosophy chef who is good at using food to explain all the truths in the world?

Xin Wu has met Wang Li's father and also ate the pastries made by his father. Compared with the old man, the taste is indeed somewhat similar; but in terms of appearance, Wang Li's father is chubby, thick and tall; while the old man is a bit pitiful, as if the bone can be broken and crushed with a slight clench.

Of course, this is just a manifestation!

Especially, this body, hidden under the pale, natural robe of the mopping robe, moved to them in seconds at a speed that was uncapturable to the naked eye. What is hidden under the loose robe cannot be a body that can be easily pinched off by someone!

"Unfathomable" is a word invented for him!

"Maybe it's just a coincidence, their ideas are the same!"

Xiang Chong stared at the old man carefully and looked up and down for several times, completely denied the association just now from his mind, and forced the words "Wangli Dad" back into the hippocampal cells in the memory bank.

"Thank you, Mr. Township! We have received education! How can we call Mr. Township? When we return to the house, we can also report to our father how much we have benefited from this education."

Xiang Chong felt that he missed a big thing. He had eaten the food and received all the good blessings. He still didn't know what his real identity was. This was too inappropriate. More importantly, he wanted to know whether this person had any connection with the father of the king, even if it was a slightest. So he asked seriously.

"Haha, I am Zi Zhai, the father of Ziluan, and Zi Dan."

Seeing that the old man suddenly became unreasonable, Zhao Cheng was a person who was used to being serious and immediately bowed to him and said, "Sir, jokingly! Zhai, Luan is a bird, you are a master of the people, how can you be a father? Do you have a son's surname?"

The old man was a little unhappy. This young man, who was ignorant of the importance of the matter, dared to question his noble bloodline. So his face suddenly darkened, turned to the sky, and whistled loudly in the direction where the two birds were. The two birds seemed to have heard some instructions, suddenly flapped their wings and flew to the plum tree in the middle hall. With a slight movement, a large area of ​​plum blossoms were blown down by them, and petals fell on the ground. It was a pity.

"As we are scattered, we have some petals!"

It was not because of the regret that the petals were ruined and fell all over the ground. What he found was that these petals were on the ground, but the middle was brightly shaky and silenced, and the word "zi" was hidden!

"Huh? That's how it's so?"

Xiang Chong couldn't help but ask.

I don’t know what the mystery is on the ground. The petals that the two birds flapping from the tree cannot even touch the word “子”, as if there is some magical power to prevent the attachment of these petals.

Seeing this, Zhao Cheng couldn't help but feel regretful. The rash question just now made the old man angry. He didn't know if there was any room for recovery. He quickly apologized and said:

"Please forgive me for saying something wrong! You can doubt the authenticity of what Mr. Dan said, please do not mind it!"

The old man's face looked like a child. With one sentence, he coaxed him back, "the shade turns to the sun", and once again became "peaceful" and replied patiently:

"Well, I will always be with you as a sarcastic person as a young man, and I have nothing to do with my surname Wang, and my surname is a branch, with a single word Dan. After I returned to the State of Song and lived with the Xiang clan, I recognized the surname Zi and called it "Zi Dan" to the outside world. The names of the two birds are all taken by me, and I regard them as my own son, so I call them his father."

Chapter completed!