After entering the inner room, Huo Cheng took out a can of tea from the cabinet beside him, and then boiled water and made tea like the owner of the house. Xu Changqing didn't say anything, and after coming in, he found a chair to sit down and looked at the situation in the room.

This room is very large, almost as big as the shop of the supply and marketing cooperative in front. It should be the result of several rooms being opened. The decorations in the room are very simple, with a few tables, chairs, a bed, and a portrait of the leader hanging on the wall. The overall look is very empty. However, the room that looks empty actually has a secret. First of all, the floor tiles are paved on the floor of the room. These bricks are all ordinary, and are the mountain-keeping stones used in temples.

Before selecting a site to build a temple, some temples with special secret methods will be laid to ban and suppress the land veins here. Most of the temples will be laid in the place with the most crowded flows in front of the temple gate for pedestrians to step on. The focus is on the endless flow of people and the mountains and rivers will be forever to keep in the town.

Generally speaking, a temple can only lay four or five such rocks. First, because the more rocks are laid, the better. Within ten, the limit is already reached. If there are too many, even the gods and Buddhas in the temple will be suppressed, and they will become the monkeys at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain. In addition, it is very troublesome to burn this kind of rocks, and the materials are very particular. There are very few people who know how to burn them. Therefore, there are not many finished rocks circulating in the world. Most temples use 70 to 80% of the rocks used in the old temples are used after demolition.

Now the room is covered with mountain-stone stones. If you want to calculate it roughly, there are at least two or three hundred pieces. Judging from its various shapes and different scriptures above, these hundreds of mountain-stones come from at least nearly a hundred different temples. Among them, there are also the words "The Three Years of Wuding in Wei" on it. It seems that it is from an ancient temple built during the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Unfortunately, although the owner of this place knows the value of the mountain-town rock, he does not know how to use this thing correctly. He just arranges them in shape and builds them, and does not combine them according to the power contained in each mountain-town rock. This makes most of these mountain-town rocks lose their power because they are incompatible with other mountain-town rocks and lose their power. They become useless waste stones.

"Old He has collected a lot of treasures with the garment of this supply and marketing cooperative. If it were placed in the past, it would be impossible to put a piece of this thing at the door, let alone put it in a room." Huo Cheng, who also knew the value of the mountain stone, saw Xu Changqing's gaze falling on the ground, so he stepped forward and talked to him with a familiarity.

Xu Changqing smiled. Although there was nothing on his face, he was quite contemptuous of this kind of prodigal act of having a treasure in his hand and turning a treasure into a waste, and there was a hint of contempt in his laughter. However, before Huo Cheng noticed this contempt, he diverted his attention and looked at the five stone tablets on Huo Cheng's neck with his eyes. He said with some meaning: "I think fellow Taoists have gained a lot of benefits from here!"

Huo Cheng is straightforward, but not stupid. Of course, he heard what Xu Changqing said, and reached out to grab the stone sign on his neck, then laughed twice, neither admitting nor denying, turned around and picked up the teacup and poured a cup of tea, and placed it casually on the table in front of Xu Changqing, saying, "Please have tea!"

Xu Changqing looked at the cup of tea and did not hold it up. Instead, he said to Huo Cheng: "It seems that the previous generation of Hongyang Taoist really did not give any rules to fellow Taoists, and he didn't even understand the rules for serving tea."

"Ah? Are there any rules to ask you to have a tea?" Huo Cheng was stunned for a moment and smiled.

"You and I have not yet divided your enemies and friends. You have to have a set of rules to serve tea. Use these rules to distinguish the enemy and me, instead of directly clarifying the relationship with each other, so that there is no way out for each other." Xu Changqing said slowly: "When you served tea just now, you should serve me tea according to the rules, which means you are in hostility. If I take tea with both hands, it means that I am the same. If you say one hand means it is up to be discussed. If you put the tea cup directly on the table like you did just now, you will clearly tell me that you are the enemy and not the friend."

Huo Cheng looked surprised and said, "Can this be like this? It's so lingering." As he said, he said with a little disdain, "What's the time? Is it necessary to use the rules of the past?"

Xu Changqing was not angry because of Huo Cheng's confrontation. Instead, he admired Huo Cheng's straightforward nature as he said something. He just didn't agree with what he said, but he didn't think about refuting and arguing. He just sighed: "Yes! Everything has changed in this year and month, and the previous rules must also be changed, and they will be changed."

When he said this, the owner of the place, Lao He, just closed the door and walked in with some untreated vegetables. He happened to hear Xu Changqing's sigh, but he seemed to disagree with Xu Changqing's sigh, and opened his mouth to say something, but when he reached his mouth, he swallowed it again, and then returned to a look of indifference. He began to process the vegetables in his hand on the rough stove built in the house.

When Lao He packed up the vegetables in his hand, Xu Changqing's attention shifted from some secrets hidden in the room. Although there were still many unknown good things hidden in the room, it was obviously not a little worse than what Lao He did now. On the surface, Lao He's actions were nothing strange about picking up vegetables, but in Xu Changqing's eyes, his actions were like a serene cloud, and it was natural. No matter how the movements of cutting vegetables changed, it would give people a feeling that they should have been like this.

"Daoyun?" Xu Changqing looked at the bald old man who seemed mute in surprise.

He saw that Lao He's process of picking up vegetables actually contained a trace of the charm of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. Although this was just a trace of unresolved rhyme and did not condense into the real aura of the Great Dao, judging from the magic power cultivation that Lao He has shown now, it is already amazing to be able to do this. From a certain aspect, at the banquet, he and Xu Changqing really thought that the heart of Tao is higher than the magic power.

Xu Changqing looked at Huo Cheng, who was also attracted by Lao He's actions of picking up vegetables, and asked, "At the Kitchen God's Gate? Or the Esophagus?"

Huo Cheng was stunned when he heard this, and soon came to his senses and said, "The last successor of the esophagus."

Among the Chinese side sects and left-wing Taoism, there are not many cultivation sects famous for cooking. Among them, the Kitchen God Sect, which is half-cultivated by the half-cultivation of gods and half-cultivation of immortals, and the esophagus that claims to be inheriting the ancient Taoism. In terms of heritage, the Kitchen God Sect appeared very early, and there were old records from the early Tang Dynasty, so its inheritance could at least be followed by the Sui Dynasty, or even earlier in the Southern and Northern Dynasties. If it weren't for its inheritance that was always among the people, and it was not the same as the cultivation of gods and immortals, the way of the natal being was inconsistent, and there was no dazzling talent in the sect, so no matter how ancient its inheritance was, it was just one of the left-wing Taoisms of the side sects.

Compared to the ancient Kitchen King Sect, the esophagus that claimed to be inheriting the ancient methods appeared very late. It was originally recorded in a notes novel in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. The person who founded the esophagus was Chen Linchun, a native of Guangdong. He was born in a local merchant in Guangdong. He had no worries about food and clothing since he was a child. He was extremely delicious and determined to eat all over the world. However, his family fell into decline, which made his wishes not stretched and he died. Later, when he was in his youth, he accidentally obtained a method of taking food and practicing Qi from a shabby ancient Taoist temple in Nanyue. Later, based on this method, he created a strange Taoist method that only requires food to be practiced.

Whether it is the Kitchen God Sect or the Esophagus, they are not famous all over the world for their own natal Taoism. Compared with their Taoism, the dishes they make are more famous. Most of the imperial chefs in the imperial palaces of all dynasties originated from these two sects.

Back then, the Chen family could be said to be the underground emperor in Lingnan. He was the leader of both political and business circles. The esophagus was mainly circulated in Lingnan, so he naturally had contact with it. The chef in the Chen family Chong courtyard was the disciple of the esophagus. After so many years, Xu Changqing still remembers the dishes made by the esophagus disciples back then. This also made Xu Changqing look forward to what kind of delicacy the descendants of the esophagus who had already entered the esophagus.

Huo Cheng didn't seem to want to say anything more at this time. When he was in the church, he had exhausted his energy and now he needed to recover his energy. In addition, he was already hungry, so seeing that Xu Changqing didn't say anything, even though he was extremely curious about Xu Changqing, he was so happy to stay quietly.

After a while, Lao He stir-fried three side dishes, a plate of green peppers, a plate of green vegetables and a plate of sour cucumbers, are the most common home-cooked side dishes in the homes of the people. As the standard color, aroma, flavor and meaning of the dishes, there is no sign of these side dishes, especially the smell. It is obviously very strong when stir-frying, but after serving, it has no smell at all. Even if you come forward and smell it, it cannot be smelled, as if all these dishes are fake.

Although the side dish looked ordinary, Xu Changqing was not disappointed at all. Instead, he was very excited because, based on his understanding of taking the esophagus, the few side dishes in front of him were already the top dishes that the disciples of taking the esophagus could make. Even the chef of the Chen family could not make such dishes back then.

After the dishes were served, Huo Cheng couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks and pick up a piece of dried green peppers and beans, stuff them into his mouth, and refused carefully. His expression seemed to be like eating something else, completely immersed in it.

At this time, Lao He took out a small jar and three rhinoceros horn cups from under the bed, placed it on the table, pulled out the plug, poured the wine from the jar into the cup, and made a gesture to Xu Changqing.

Seeing that the owner had invited him, Xu Changqing naturally did not be polite. He picked up a green vegetable and put it in his mouth. Although he had expected the deliciousness of the dish, Xu Changqing could not help but nodded in admiration. A plate of ordinary vegetables, except for lack of spiritual energy, tasted comparable to the spiritual foods that Xu Changqing ate in the Immortal Palace. Just cooking this dish is already unparalleled in the world.
Chapter completed!