Guanzhong, Chang'an.

A carriage drove into Xijing City.

The groom is a bald monk, very dark, and he looks like a Kunlun slave. However, this Kunlun slave is wearing a ring scar on his head and a monk's robe, but he is carrying a simple knife on his back.

This Park Knife is not that kind of simple Park Knife. You can tell at a glance that it was made by a top-notch steel master. It can be called a small Modao.

Such a coachman always makes people feel weird.

Although his carriage is average, his horse is extremely handsome. He still pulls a carriage with two horses, and it is obvious that it is a war horse.

The defenders at the city gate only took a look and ignored it. No one went up to stop him and asked.

In the chaotic times, they have seen many strange things. Who doesn’t know that the Tang kings respect Buddhism and worship Taoism today, and there are many monks and Taoisms in Chang'an City today.

It is said that monks are not in conflict with the world, but these gatekeepers do not believe it. These bald heads are the most fierce, each with all their hands and eyes, both have money and make friends with powerful people.

A few days ago, two brothers didn't understand it very much, but because they stopped the two monks, they were beaten and vomited blood. In the end, they even kowtowed to the monk and begged for mercy.

So, in this world, it is better to have less than more things.

"Chang'an has arrived." Kunlun slave coachman said.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a young monk in the car was looking at Chang'an City. He was very young and even a little handsome, but he looked like he was wearing a monk's robe and looked uncontested, but he was placed next to him with a long-handed sword.

Opposite the young and handsome monk, there was a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a simple Taoist robe, with a thin face and a gray goatee. He was holding a whisk in his hand, but a four-edged golden mace.

After the strange three people passed, the soldiers guarding the gate whispered, "This world is getting more and more evil. Where are these people coming from?"

"Stop meddling in other people's business. We still hope that the money and food for this month can be paid, otherwise we will have no food and clothing."

"Duke Zhao led his troops to attack Xue Rengao, but I don't know what happened. I shouldn't be defeated again this time."

"How could Duke Zhao be defeated? He was unable to command the situation because of illness. As a result, Liu Changshi and Chai Sima were defeated after being secretly commanded."

Another person said, "I heard that Luo Shuai has already proclaimed himself emperor in Fanyang."

"When did he call him?"

"I can't say it."

"It is said that Luo Cheng is invincible in the world and the God of War has come to earth. Do you think if he leads the army to fight, can we fight?"

Huo Chang glared at him after hearing this, "You care what you do. If you win, you can vote for whoever you win. Anyway, we are just a few small soldiers."

Kunlun slave drove his carriage into Chang'an City and headed straight to the East City.

When he entered the East City, the Taoist shook his head.

"This place used to be extremely prosperous, with two east and west cities, two hundred and seventy cities, thousands of vendors, and thousands of vendors, and now it's so depressing."

"You old man, don't be too verbally speaking. You always say that you are familiar with Chang'an, so hurry up and find a good restaurant. Let's have a full meal first. Grandpa, I'm almost hungry."

The old Taoist frowned, "I said to Mr. Xu, you are a monk after all. Can you look like a monk?"

"What's wrong with monks? Monks can't speak freely. Could it be that monks have to keep their farts on their feet?"

The old Taoist shook his head helplessly.

After getting off the carriage, he walked straight through the streets and alleys of Dongshi City, turning around and turning, and soon came to a small street and alley.

"I said, "You old man, you won't get lost, why do you bring me to such an alley? Can you have a good restaurant and good wine and good food here? I tell you, although I am a monk, I don't like it without wine or meat."

"I can't enjoy eating, but I'm not in the mood to do something with you."

Old Dao Wei stood in front of a small courtyard and looked up at it.

"Well, it's not bad. It's still the same here. I tell you, don't look at it, but ordinary people may not know this good place. The wine and food here are awesome. You'll know after you taste it. Let's go."

I pushed the door and entered the yard, went straight to the backyard, and walked up to the third floor with the stairs.

There is a good location by the window and the view is wide.

The upstairs was quiet and there was no one at all.

The old Taoist pulled the young monk to sit down.

"Cut two pounds of cold beef for me, and then a pot of Longcheng Flying General, and then ten sturgeons of vegetarian pancakes."

The monk rolled his eyes, "You dare to shout about eating beef in Chang'an City, do you think you are outside the border? Eating beef in the Central Plains is illegal!"

As a result, a half-dead voice sounded downstairs, "Two pounds of cold beef, a pot of Longcheng Flying General, and ten more flax pancakes, good things, wait."

"Is there really beef?" Monk Jun was surprised, "Isn't it because of human flesh?"

Monk Jun remembered that he had almost eaten a steamed human meat cake before in Luoyang City, and he couldn't help feeling disgusted.

"Don't worry."

Soon, the beef, wine and cakes came on.

"Two guests, please pay for the meal first. Small business is not easy, especially now." A middle-aged shopkeeper said with a smile.

The old Taoist took out his purse from his arms.

He took out a golden dragon, two silver tigers, and added thirteen copper treasures, "Is it enough?"

"It's not enough, I have to add two more silver tigers." The shopkeeper said with a smile.

Monk Jun couldn't help but patted the table, "I said, store owner, don't be too greedy. You know that the gold and silver are worth twenty guan. Even if the grain price in Chang'an is high, it will be enough to buy a hundred stone of rice."

The old Taoist ignored the monk and really took out two more silver tigers.

The shopkeeper took it and carefully checked the silver coins.

"In which year did you mint your silver coins?"

"The third year of Kaihuang."

“What month?”

“June.”

The monk was confused when he heard that something had come, so he ignored them, picked up the wine pot and poured himself a glass, sipped it, and called it a good wine.

He picked up the chopsticks again and picked up the beef.

Put it in front of me and sniff it carefully, "It's indeed beef."

Then I felt relieved to eat it in my mouth, "It's delicious, delicious enough."

But there, the old Taoist and the shopkeeper were already nodding with a smile.

"This is looking for a guest officer." The shopkeeper took out a few copper coins and handed them to the old Taoist, then turned around and left.

While eating beef and drinking wine, the monk looked at the copper coins squintedly and found that the copper coins seemed a little different.

The old Taoist held it in his hand and looked carefully for a long time, then put it in his wallet.

"Old Taoist, it's mysterious, is it going to be the end?"

But Lao Dao said, "It's still the same taste. The beef is very braised. It is made of thirteen seasoning spices. It is made of old braised ingredients and has this knife skill. Look, it is very thin and evenly cut. Add some garlic, chopped green onion, Houttuynia cordata, and coriander cold. Well, it's really delicious."

"It's not in vain."

The monk held a wine glass in his hand and kept holding the beef in his hand and stuffing it into his mouth. He had no time to reply to the old Taoist words.

"Waiter, prepare ten flax pancakes for me and pack them and take them away."

"I said, "Has I eaten so much?"

"You will know later." The old Taoist kept chopsticks.

After the wine and food were all gone, the ten shiba cakes were finished, the old Taoist patted his stomach and took the monk downstairs.

downstairs.

The shopkeeper smiled and walked forward, "The things the guest officer has already prepared, ten flax pancakes."

The monk didn't see where the pancake was, but ten green-eyed and tall-nose Hu people walked in from outside.

The old Taoist smiled and said, "Follow us."
Chapter completed!