Chapter 653

When the door of the quaint courtyard is closed, you can vaguely hear the sound of bicycles and chains turning outside, as well as bursts of crisp and pleasant bells and pure Beijing films.

In the yard, there are vegetable gardens on both sides, green and green. Looking at it is relaxed and happy.

On the stone table in the middle, there is a bird cage. Yue Xincheng has never seen the birds raised in the cage. However, he can sense the energy fluctuation of the bird. It can be seen that this is also a different bird.

An old man in a gray Zhongshan suit was sitting on a stone stool eating rice, including braised meat, fried meat and two vegetarian dishes. At his feet was an electric rice cooker.

"Sir, if you eat meat instead of garlic, the flavor will be half less!" Yue Xincheng looked around and joked.

The middle-aged man next to him took a look at Yue Xincheng and his eyes were strange.

Yue Xincheng felt the eyes of the middle-aged man and his face changed a little. At this moment, countless possibilities appeared in his mind. After eliminating all kinds of possibilities, he asked anxiously, "is this the Dragon King?"

"Yes, but there is no reward." As he spoke, the middle-aged man stepped forward, took the bowl in the old man's hand and helped hold another bowl of rice.

The old man smacked his mouth, looked up at yuexincheng and asked with a smile, "have you eaten?"

Yue Xincheng: "

When on the plane, Yue Xincheng was a little excited.

He knew that when he came to the capital this time, he could see the Dragon King who was like a mountain on the head of all immortals.

So he also made countless assumptions in his mind, guessing what the Dragon King looks like and how powerful it is, but he never thought that it was this ordinary old man who looked so ordinary that he could not be ordinary. He walked outside with a birdcage and two walnuts in his hand, and would soon be submerged in the sea of people, with no characteristics

So, at this time, yuexincheng couldn't help taking a breath.

Hiss.

It's sour

"The Dragon King asked you something." The middle-aged man handed the bowl of rice to the old man and reminded Yue Xincheng.

"I... haven't eaten yet." Yuexincheng is a little tangled.

"That's just right. Let's eat together!" The boss waved to yuexincheng.

In fact, that's what he was struggling with just now.

I'm afraid the other party will say so.

"What are you afraid of? If you sing here, do you think he will be afraid of me?" The Dragon King coughed and said.

Yue Xincheng thought for a moment, smiled and immediately sat down.

The middle-aged man brought bowls and chopsticks. He originally wanted to help yuexincheng have dinner, but he was picked up: "I'll do it myself."

He'll look at you.

The people who can guard the Dragon King are certainly not ordinary people.

It's reasonable for the other party to serve dinner for the Dragon King, but Yue Xincheng doesn't think he has such a big face.

Being neither humble nor arrogant is one thing, but too much menglang is another.

Um

I came on behalf of the boss this time, so I must not do anything humiliating, otherwise I will lose my tongue. What face do I have to see the boss?

"Yuexincheng, right? I know you!" While eating, the old man said that there should be few people who can do it. After all, Chinese people like to sit at the dinner table and chat. This is the most comfortable time.

"I also know you..." after saying this, Yue Xincheng felt that his brain was abnormal. Isn't that nonsense? Now, how many people in such a big China don't know who is in front of them?

The Dragon King was dumb.

I don't know why, he always felt that he was wronged by yuexincheng.

However, what people say makes people feel unreasonable. Yue Xincheng can't say to him: who are you?

That's not appropriate!

The Dragon King coughed again and asked, "what's going on in Jiangnan now?"

"I don't know. I'm not in Jiangnan. Lord Longwang, your voice is uncomfortable? I've heard you cough several times, or I'll buy you some golden voice later?"

The Dragon King continued to eat.

Yue Xincheng looked at a loss.

He wondered why the Dragon King stopped talking. Did he say something wrong? But after thinking over and over again, he thought he had no problem with what he said. Doesn't the dragon king like people who are too flattering? Well, he just said he would buy a golden voice for the Dragon King. He must think he meant to flatter, so he hurriedly said, "then I won't buy you a golden voice."

The Dragon King raised his head and looked at yuexincheng. His eyes were quite complex.

What are the operations

Yue Xincheng scratched his hair and felt that his brain was not easy to use.

The Dragon King thought for a moment and turned to the middle-aged man behind him and said, "when Qiu long comes back, tell him that yuexincheng is a good seedling and needs to be practiced."

The middle-aged man held back his smile, nodded, and then looked at Yue Xincheng with sympathetic eyes.

When yuexincheng fell into the ice cellar, he suddenly felt that he seemed to have fallen into a pit. It should not be a wise choice to come to the capital this time.

But it seems too late to leave now.

"Since you came on behalf of singing, do you know why you came to the capital?" The Dragon King raised his breath, squinted at Yue Xincheng and said.

Yue Xincheng shook his head, but didn't speak. He couldn't find anything to say, because at this time, he was too nervous to speak. Instead, he was busy chewing the braised meat in his mouth. He didn't know who cooked the meal. Should he be a top chef in China? It's said that the taste is really good. After eating this braised meat, I know how unorthodox the braised meat I used to eat.

"Don't you have anything to ask?" The Dragon King thought for a while and asked, which was good guidance.

Yue Xincheng thought for a long time, probably after some careful consideration, he stretched his neck and asked in a low voice, "I just want to ask, how is this braised meat made?"

Dragon King: "

"Cough, Lord Dragon King, I'll just ask!" Yue Xincheng said quickly.

"In fact, it's not complicated. It's just time-consuming. It takes about three hours. It's boiling over a small fire for more than two hours, and the fire is collecting juice." The Dragon King said seriously.

Yue Xincheng sighed, "that's really a waste of time."

"In fact, it's good. As long as you think cooking is fun, it doesn't matter to waste time." The Dragon King said with a smile, "it's like when you go to school, you think it's very interesting to surf the Internet. When you go to the Internet cafe to stay, will you still think it's a waste of time this night?"

Yuexincheng suddenly realized and was surprised: "did you do this?"

"Yes! How about learning?"

Yue Xincheng shook his head: "forget it. I think cooking is boring..."

"Hum, it's no plot." The Dragon King snorted and expressed his dissatisfaction with yuexincheng's attitude.