Chapter 1341

The Dragon banquet was carefully prepared. In addition, Kong De said that the legitimate grandson of the Kong family was there. The service speed of the Kong family restaurant was extremely fast. Everyone ate one of the previous dishes. Just after eating, the next dish appeared immediately.

A total of 36 dishes made by Jiaolong are on the table, such as charcoal roasted dragon neck meat, water fried dragon belly, sauce dragon meat, grilled dragon meat strips, spicy dragon Ding, braised dragon tail, braised dragon hand, dragon blood cake, dragon tendon pot, sliding dragon liver, fried dragon kidney, sweet and sour dragon steak, fried dragon skin, etc.

They ate a dragon from beginning to end and from outside to inside, giving full play to the race talent of the Terran.

Halfway through the meal, Fang Yun made up his mind that he must establish a super large Jiaolong tribe in the blood mang world, let the Terran train troops when he was alive, and go to his stomach after death.

The keel is like a huge scorpion, one by one, commonly known as dragon scorpion. As the last dish, people eat meat and suck marrow, and they are full of praise.

After eating the last dragon and scorpion pot, everyone still has more to say.

"How much is it? Ordinary dragon banquets can't be so many. It's three dragon banquets." Li Fanming asked.

Kong De Lun smiled and said, "there should be tens of millions. I don't know how much."

There was silence in the yard. Most of the people present were either rich or expensive. Many of them were children of aristocratic families. They were still surprised to hear that they ate ten million Liang for a meal. It was really too extravagant. Once it came out, they would be accused by the temple.

Fang Yun said, "don't ask these useless questions. It's tacky to come to Kong's restaurant to pick up money! Let me ask something serious. Can we take the rest of the keel?"

Everyone smiled. The Dragon King's keel is a good divine object and plays a great role. Especially as a pen holder or pen holder, it can prolong the life of the Wen Bao and enhance its power.

Everyone has a high level of literature. Even if they eat a lot, they can digest quickly. Therefore, when the hot pot comes up, they can continue to eat.

However, Fang Yun thought everyone would have a good time, but he found that everyone was not in high mood.

Fang Yun thought carefully and suddenly realized that he went to the kitchen in person. He not only prepared the dipping material, but also made three pots of butter spicy hot pot.

After the new spicy hot pot was served, everyone tried it. Except for a few people who didn't like spicy, others enjoyed it. They inhaled while eating and drank cold boiled water while eating. The atmosphere in the yard immediately boiled like hot pot.

"The hot pot with clear soup and fresh water can be eaten, but in terms of fun, it has to be this spicy hot pot, nothing else!"

"Fang Yun, your pepper is produced in the demon world. It's spicy for the semi saint. Tomorrow... Be careful."

"Where there is fun, there is bad luck. Everything is in balance."

Everyone smiled knowingly.

We eat hot pot, drink small wine, occasionally make drinking orders and write couplets. Most of the time, we chat everywhere.

These people were very curious about what happened in the blood world. Fang Yun selectively told about his experience. When it came to being splashed with dung at the door, everyone was angry, especially the children of aristocratic families. They agreed that Fang Yun was not cruel enough, and some even thought that the three races should be killed.

When it comes to Fang Yun's punishment, many people sigh. The crime hall is to punish those ancient demons with rough skin and thick flesh. The Terrans have great perseverance if they don't die under the punishment.

Finally, Fang Yun said that he almost died with the demon emperor. He didn't say that he was the Lord of blood awn. Now is not the time.

Unconsciously, we talked late into the night.

Although all the people here have literary positions, the wine in Kong's restaurant is not ordinary wine. Gradually, many people are drunk and hazy, talk wantonly, and begin to tease each other and expose others' background.

Behind the Kongjia restaurant is the kongcheng Grand Canal, which is also the second scenery of kongcheng after Daofeng mountain.

When they had almost eaten, Li Fanming proposed to take a walk along the Universiade river. Many people responded, so they got up and walked unsteadily to the Grand Canal.

Kong De Lun showed the style of the dandies and ordered the waiter of the kong restaurant to put the wine and vegetables in the food box and follow them. There are many stone tables in the pavilion around the Grand Canal. When they are tired, they can eat and talk.

In the middle of the night in winter, there were few people. Only they staggered all the way and talked as they walked.

Although they were drunk, they were sober and did not disturb the residents. They soon reached the Dayun River.

The Grand Canal, also known as the little Yangtze River, has railings on both sides of the river bank, and there are downward stairs every ten feet to the river.

During the dry season in winter, there is less water in the Grand Canal, exposing many steps.

The crowd walked slowly down the stairs to the canal.

When the cool wind blew, the wine gradually faded, but the interest did not decrease. Kong De Lun ordered the waiter to put the wine and vegetables on the steps. The people ate and drank like a spring outing.

At the beginning, Fang Yun was very active in order to avoid the embarrassment of the people, so that they could forget their identity of virtual saint. After the warm banquet, he said less and listened more.

Fang Yun smiles and listens to the people's conversation. If there is an occasional dispute, both sides will regard him as the arbiter. He can either make peace or interrupt. They can't quarrel when they are drunk.

Some people only talk about the wind and moon, but others are hindered in their practice and spit bitterness with the strength of wine.

Several families rejoice and several worry.

As the sky in the East changed from black to blue, the topics they talked about occasionally repeated, and their interest gradually faded.

Unconsciously, everyone sat on the steps.

Stars shine on Kong City, white clothes look at heaven and earth, water waves sound, people don't speak.

Kongde said with a smile, "the feast will be over as soon as the pleasure stops. If you leave today, you will meet again someday. Everyone, drink the last cup and then break up."

All the scholars present were free and easy. No one persuaded them, so they raised their glasses one after another.

"I'd like to get together by the Kongjiang River and drink the wine in the cup after many years." Yan Yukong said.

They drank it all and got up one after another, but no one left.

Li Fanming smiled and said, "let's go. Fang Yun will have a public discussion tomorrow. If we can't sleep well and something goes wrong, we will be greatly guilty."

"Fang Yun, when we got together on the Double Ninth Festival that year, we were only short of you. You wrote 'you know where your brother ascended, and you insert Cornus everywhere. Today, you also wrote a poem to commemorate the reunion of friends in the holy ruins."

"Can't you do it?"

"No!" they laughed in unison.

Fang Yun smiled, picked up the wine pot and went to the river. The kettle tilted, and wine gushed out of the spout and fell into the river.

"I have a pot of wine to comfort the wind and dust. Pour it into the river and sea and give it to people all over the world."

With the sound of wine falling into the water, Fang Yun recited a poem.

When poetry is finished, wine is exhausted.

When they heard the first two sentences, they showed a faint smile. For some reason, a faint regret rose in their hearts. It was difficult to let go of it, but they thought it was okay.

After listening to the last two sentences, they only felt that their eyes suddenly opened up and showed joy.

It is much joyful to share the joy than enjoy alone.