Yun Sansheng slapped the table with his sword and shouted, "Waiter, get three pounds of wine, and another 'beggar boy chicken'!"

"Okay!"

The waiter quickly put on a pot of wine and brought a tiled basin.

Once revealed.

Wow!

The aroma of meat is everywhere, and the room is filled with mist.

If you want to say that this "beggar boy chicken" is also a local specialty delicacy and has a lot of origin.

It is said that this dish was created by a stole-study beggar.

Sometimes they steal a chicken, and they don’t have a pot or stove at hand, so they wrap it with mud, simmer and roast it in charcoal fire... When the mud is dried and the chicken is cooked, they pick it up and put it on the ground and knock it. The chicken feathers fall off and the aroma suddenly fills up.

Later, they were learned by the chefs in the restaurant; they opened the chicken to remove the dirt, and then filled it with various seasonings, making the deliciousness to the next level.

This dish is Yun Sansheng's love.

Almost every time he rests, he will come here and eat a "beggar boy chicken" before he will give up!

At this time.

I saw: the chicken was golden, soft and greasy, with an oily luster.

Yun Sansheng quickly tore up a piece and put it in his mouth.

moment.

The crispy chicken, mixed with a strong aroma, exploded on his taste buds... and he didn't even care about the scald and couldn't wait to swallow it.

Eat a piece of chicken and then sip the old wine to kill the taste in your mouth; you will find that the fragrance lingers on your tongue, endless and unique!

It makes people unable to help eating meat, drinking, drinking, and eating meat...

It is really a rare enjoyment in the world!

"ah!"

After Yun Sansheng finished eating the chicken, he licked the wine clean again, then patted his stomach and licked his lips with unfulfilled desire.

"Oh, if I could drink enough wine and eat enough meat every day, how good would it be!"

He sighed.

Although I really want to have another pot...

However, when he thought of his pitiful salary, he quickly gave up his mind.

Constable.

To put it nicely, it's a strong job...

But in fact, it is just the bottom layer of the county government, and there is no oil or water.

‘Maybe, I should have some trouble. My boss is promoted and I am free to have a police station...I heard that the magistrate of the county government likes calligraphy and painting... Can I buy it and send it to you, and all the ways?’

Yun Sansheng pondered.

Just then.

Suddenly, a voice came: "This guy, you are polite!"

"Is this... called me?"

Yun Sansheng looked up.

But I saw a young man in white clothes, handsome and unreasonable manner, sitting opposite him.
Chapter completed!