Maybe it was because the skilled artist was bold and confident, or maybe he really wanted to buy another "Chen Yin Under Armor". Faced with Ling Yi's invitation, the tall, thin middle-aged man named Dugu did not refuse in the end, but followed silently.
Arrive at the hotel where Ling Yi and others are staying.
Similarly, when faced with the delicate-looking and fragrant delicacies made by the little fat man named Li Zhishu, he just looked at them for a moment, and then tasted them one by one at Ling Yi's invitation. p>
As for being wary of strangers, and the possibility of Ling Yi and others poisoning them?
The tall, thin middle-aged man chuckled in his heart and threw the idea behind him.
Dugu Bo has been traveling across the mainland for twenty or thirty years. What scene has he not seen? As for poisoning, he is an expert in poisoning!
Basically, he can tell whether the food is poisonous by just taking a look at it. After taking a small taste, he can basically draw a conclusion.
But it should be said that this dish is really good. I think that in the twenty or thirty years that Dugu Bo has been traveling in the mainland, he has never tasted such delicious food. In comparison, the food he had eaten before was only
It's food.
With this thought in my mind, the chopsticks in my hands moved a little faster.
Seeing that the senior Dugu in front of him was satisfied with the dishes in front of him, Ling Yi said with a smile:
"Senior Dugu, I was in a hurry on the road just now, so I only introduced you to our names.
Now, let me introduce it to you again.
This..."
As he spoke, Ling Yi put his hand on the shoulder of Li Zhishu who was sitting on his right, patted it, and continued: "My name is Li Zhishu, he is a soul master of the food department, and he works in the five major branches of the [Shuimu Principality].
This time, the director of the kitchen camp of Hanfeng Camp, one of the military headquarters, was dragged out by me to the [Tian Dou Empire] to experience the customs and delicacies of various places..."
Li Zhishu, who received Ling Yi's signal, immediately stood up, picked up the wine glass in front of him, raised his hand to Dugu Bo, and said with respect: "Hello, senior Dugu, I would like to give you my best wishes -!"
After saying that, he drank all the wine in the glass.
In response, Dugu Bo paused with the chopsticks in his hand, then tapped the carved radish on the plate in front of him, and said lightly: "The craftsmanship is good."
"As long as you like it, senior~" A smile appeared on Li Zhishu's chubby face, he responded quickly and sat down after speaking.
Next to him, Ling Yi stretched out his left hand, patted the upper arm of Jiang Yuan who was sitting on the other side of him, and continued to introduce: "Brother Jiang Yuan, the captain of Hanfeng Camp, has two thousand cavalry under his command, our [Shuimu Principality]
The idol of the younger generation! Brother Yuan~"
Under Ling Yi's last soft call, Jiang Yuan also had a look of respect on his face. He stood up and toasted to Dugu Bo opposite him, "Senior Dugu, junior Jiang Yuan, have you seen senior——!"
Facing Jiang Yuan's toast, Dugu Bo kept using the chopsticks in his hand, picked up a piece of grilled pork strips that were crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, put it into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and after swallowing it, he raised his eyes and looked up and down Jiang Yuan's body.
After a circle, he commented: "The qualifications are indeed good. Let alone a small place like [Shuimu Principality], even in [Tian Dou Empire], if you can cultivate to the Soul King at your age, you are still a hero——"
After hearing this, although I still don't know what kind of strength the middle-aged man named Dugu is, I see that Ling Yi and Jiang Yuan attach so much importance to this person, and the other party praises Jiang Yuan so much. Li Zhishu, Zhang Mufeng and others on the side
People all have a sense of pride.
Next, Ling Yi introduced Zhang Mufeng, Qingqiu Xin, and Long Yin in turn.
It's a pity that the fourteen- or five-year-old soul master is a genius in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of Dugu Bo, he can only be said to be average, especially the combat-type soul masters, who are even less in his eyes.
That is to say, Li Zhishu's cooking skills are indeed top-notch, and there are very few food-type soul masters, so he took a few more looks.
Otherwise, Soul Lord is still in his early twenties, and in terms of qualifications, he is not even as good as the three Zhang Mufeng next to him.
At least the data on the surface is indeed true.
Even though Dugu Bo didn't say anything and just nodded in response, Zhang Mufeng and the others still raised their heads neatly and drank the wine in their glasses, with the look of respect on their faces not diminishing at all.
Over the years, following Ling Yi, they have learned more than just the secrets of physical training and various techniques for fighting.
After introducing the five friends around him, before Ling Yi could say anything else, Dugu Bo finally put down his chopsticks, looked at Ling Yi with interest, and said:
"Okay, now I understand all five of them. What about you? Apart from being a healing soul master and a blacksmith, what other background do you have? Can you make a soul king in his early thirties and a soul king in his twenties?
You have a food-type soul master, and three great soul masters aged fourteen and five years old follow you. What is your background?"
"You said you are from the [Shuimu Principality]. Although I have never been there, I have heard people say that you are from the [Qinglian Mu Family]? Or from several other marquis families?"
Hearing what Dugu Bo said, Ling Yi waved his hands repeatedly, with a look of embarrassment on his face, and said: "Senior has misunderstood, junior is not..."
Before Ling Yi could finish speaking, Dugu Bo shook his head and said: "No, you said my name is Ling Yi. There is no famous family in [Shuimu Principality] with this surname... collateral? That's not right either.
..."
He mentioned several possibilities in succession, but in the end they were all rejected by Dugubo himself.
Finally, Dugu Bo gave up guessing, but instead of directly asking Ling Yi, who was looking at him eagerly, he turned his attention to Long Yin, who was silently chewing a piece of pork elbow.
This kid looks tall and strong, but from his face and eyes, Dugu Bo can tell at a glance that he is an honest man with few ideas.
Unlike Ling Yi next to him, he felt like he had more eyes than the other people at the table put together.
As if he felt something, Long Yin, who was still chewing on the elbow, raised his head, and happened to see Dugu Bo's green eyes looking over. He was so excited that he immediately put down the elbow in his hand and wiped his mouth with his sleeve.
The oil stains on his face showed a silly smile to Dugu Bo.
Looking at this smile, Dugu Bo felt a little speechless. He thought of his son, who seemed to smile like this when facing his father.
I thought it was fine at first, but now I looked at Ling Yi, who was talking and laughing calmly next to me, and then at Long Yin, who had a clear look of stupidity in his eyes, and his own son, Dugu Bo, who had the same smile as Long Yin, came to his mind.
I felt bad immediately.
He didn't want to go home, so he didn't delay Dugu Bo's questioning. He ignored Ling Yi, who smiled politely and said nothing, and spoke directly to Long Yin, asking: "Long Yin, tell me, tell me, this kid,
What’s the origin?”
With that said, Dugu Bo turned his eyes to Ling Yi, and Ling Yi smiled and nodded at Dugu Bo and Long Yin, who also looked over.