"Ha, I have the best relationship with Mr. Qin?"

Xu Shaotang looks at Lao Mo in surprise, but he smiles bitterly in his heart.

It is estimated that he and Qin Zongheng will be the only friends who cherish each other but will kill each other?

"That's not true!"

Lao Mo nodded his head and said, "when Mr. Qin was still here, he seldom brought people here for dinner. You came the most, and Mr. Qin talked to me more than once, saying that there were few people he admired. You are one of them."

"And this?"

Xu Shaotang was a little stunned, immediately said with a bitter smile: "I admire very few people, Mr. Qin must be one of them."

Seeing that the old Mo sitting there seemed to be unable to stand the cold of this morning, Xu Shaotang handed the wine to old Mo again: "drink a mouthful, warm your body. The wine is strong. Don't drink too much."

"Good!"

Lao Mo took the wine pot and poured it into his mouth. Suddenly he felt his body began to heat up. He said with emotion: "this is good wine! I don't think Mr. Qin has ever drunk such a good wine when he was alive, but he can still taste it after he died. "

"Wine is not good or bad, but with whom."

Xu Shaotang said to himself, took the wine pot handed back by Lao Mo, poured a mouthful into his mouth, reached out to wipe the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, and said with emotion: "if he is still there, it would be a pleasure for us to sit together and try your craft again."

"I haven't cooked a good meal for a long time. I'm afraid I'm not familiar with my craft." Lao Mo shook his head and said with a smile.

"Why don't you make me a breakfast later?"

Xu Shaotang said: "I went out this morning, but I haven't had time to eat. I just want to see if your craft is still there."

Needless to say, it's a long time since I tasted Lao Mo's craftsmanship. Xu Shaotang still has some memories in his heart.

Sitting with Lao Mo, Xu Shaotang feels relaxed. Maybe it's because seeing Lao Mo, he can think of the days when he once talked and laughed with Qin Zongheng in Gu Yuan?

"Yes, as long as you don't dislike me. I'm a poor old man. I'm not familiar with my skills."

"I don't think Mr. Xu has a candle with him. It happens that I have these things there. After dinner, Mr. Xu will come back to give Mr. Qin incense."

"That's not necessary."

Xu Shaotang gently shook his head and said, "this is just a form. I'd rather sit here and talk to Mr. Qin and have a drink with him under the nine springs."

"Yes, these are all empty things. Just keep them in mind." Hearing Xu Shaotang's words, Lao Mo nodded and said with a smile, "no wonder you have such a good relationship with Mr. Qin. I found that you are really similar in many places. If I look at you from a distance, I might regard you as Mr. Qin."

"Where do we look like?"

Xu Shaotang asked curiously.

Lao Mo was not the first one to say this. He vaguely remembered that long Jiang had said it, and even Qin Zongheng himself seemed to have said it.

It's said that only those who are similar will cherish each other. He and Qin Zongheng do, but he doesn't know where they are. This is not the same as the feeling of sympathy between him and mu Tiance.

"What do you say?"

Lao Mo thought about it carefully, and then slowly said: "you and Mr. Qin are the kind of people who don't stick to one pattern, you are also people with great wisdom, and the way you speak and do things feels very similar. No matter how specific, I can't say it clearly. Anyway, you feel very similar. How to say, oh, yes, heroes cherish heroes!"

"I understand a little when you say that."

Xu Shaotang said with a smile: "however, Mr. Qin is indeed a man of great wisdom. I can't compare with him in this respect."

In terms of wisdom, Xu Shaotang thinks that it's not only himself, but anyone he has met can't compare with Qin Zongheng.

Qin Zongheng was defeated because he was not a warrior. If Qin Zongheng was a warrior himself, maybe he was the one who was defeated.

At this moment, he seemed to understand a little bit.

The reason why he can't hate Qin Zongheng, and he will feel guilty for Qin Zongheng's death, and finally let him become his own demons, to a large extent, should be because he and Qin Zongheng are actually the same kind of people, their wild hope is to hope that Xia will be more powerful, but in different ways.

Perhaps, if he does not put down his guilt for Qin Zongheng one day, he will not be able to defeat Qin Zongheng, a powerful demon.

But he didn't know how to put down the guilt he shouldn't have.

"Mr. Xu, you are also a wise man." Mo said with a smile: "it's not that I flatter you, but your wisdom is different from that of Mr. Qin. In other words, your wisdom is clever, and Mr. Qin's wisdom is strategic. If you put it in ancient times, Mr. Qin is the strategist, and you are the general who leads the battle. "When Xu Shaotang thought about Lao Mo's words carefully, he couldn't help laughing and said, "ha ha, it seems to be true!"

He suddenly found that he seemed to underestimate Lao mo before.

Lao Mo is not a man of great wisdom. I'm afraid many people can't see what he can see?

At least, before today, he did not see so clearly.

People who can interact with Qin Zongheng, even if they are just cooks for Qin Zongheng, are not simple characters!

They sat in front of Qin Zongheng's grave and chatted for a while, and the sky gradually brightened.

Looking at the rising red sun, Mo slowly stood up from the ground: "it's late, I'll go to cook."

"Then I'll help you." Xu Shaotang also stood up and said with a smile, "although I can't cook, I can still help you."

"No, you can accompany Mr. Qin to chat here for a while. It's rare to come here."

Lao Mo waved his hand and said, "I'll bring it here when it's ready. We'll have dinner with Mr. Qin here."

"Good!"

Xu Shaotang nodded slightly and said, "call me when you're ready, and I'll help you."

"Well!"

Lao Mo smiles and walks slowly to the dilapidated courtyard not far away.

Looking at old Mo Na's rickety figure, Xu Shaotang sighed and sat down in front of Qin Zongheng's grave again. Wu said with a bitter smile, "it's reasonable that I can't hate you. Look at the people who follow you, who are not loyal to you!"

This is the personality charm of Qin Zongheng!

Thinking about the old monitor of the cooking class who once betrayed the dragon group for Qin Zongheng's sake, and looking at Lao Mo in front of him, Xu Shaotang was filled with emotion. He poured all the remaining wine in the pot on Qin Zongheng's grave and joked: "after drinking my wine, don't bother me any more. When I finish what I should do, you can do whatever you want."