After the two of them left, Zhu Yang, who had been afraid to breathe loudly, took action and began to roll up a stream of landscape pictures and put them away.

The two old men just now, one is the world-famous painter Saint Bernard, and the other is the world-famous calligrapher Gong Yangru. Others may not know these two people, but how could he not understand them. He thought he would find another way to do it.

The landscape scrolls outlined in brilliant colors would be appreciated by the two elders, but unexpectedly they were ignored.

It doesn't matter, he still has a long time in Qingyang Academy, and he still has a chance.

Zhu Yang took a deep breath, put away the scroll, turned to Zichu and others and said, "Let's go!"

"Um"

Zi Chu nodded to Gong Liang, got on the flower deer with his companions, and left.

Only Gongliang and Guer, Mi Gu, rabbits on the ground, white-headed pheasants and shrimps and crabs were still jumping on the boulders. After thinking about it, Gongliang took Guer to deal with the wild animals caught by Ji Yuyong. Since the owner left,

Then let him take action to avoid wasting these things.

From Yanbu to Dahuang, and then from Dahuang to Dongtu, and through all the countries of Dongtu, Gongliang has cooked countless dishes along the way, and used many techniques to not get tired of it. His cooking skills have long been superb, which is rare for anyone.

Able to compete.

Although there are only rabbits, white-headed pheasants, fish, shrimps and crabs by the stream now, it is enough for him to cook many dishes.

Three rabbits, one grilled with sweet nectar and soy sauce, one stewed with tiger beans, one braised in braised sauce; five large fish, three baked with salt, two boiled in soup; spicy stir-fried crayfish, snow crab with fruit wine, by the stream

There were some new and tender wild vegetables on the table. He picked some and fried a large plate. He also cooked a large pot of rice with pickled animal meat.

The conditions are simple, but the food produced is so delicious that Gu'er's mouth watered when he saw it.

Mi Gu kept shouting that she was hungry and wanted to eat.

Gongliang took out the bowls and chopsticks from the space and put them on the table. Seeing how impatient they were, he smiled and said, "Eat!"

When Mi Gu heard that it was finally time to eat, he immediately grabbed the honey-glazed rabbit leg that he had been eyeing for a long time and ate it in big mouthfuls, "Mmm, um, um, it's so delicious."

Gu'er just immersed himself in eating and had no time to talk.

Gongliang took a bowl and filled each of them with a large bowl of thick fish soup, and he also started eating. The honey-glazed rabbit meat was roasted crispy, and the soy sauce brewed from heavenly fragrant nectar and animal meat soaked into it very well.

Every part of the rabbit meat is full of flavor, crispy and sweet and salty, just right and rare.

The big fish in the stream have no scales and are as soft as bones. They are wrapped in spiritual salt and baked. The salty fish is full of fresh fish, which is extremely beautiful.

The crayfish are carefully cooked with a slightly super-spicy wild pepper that Gongliang brought from the Yan section, and ginger, onion, garlic and other ingredients. The lobster is fragrant and spicy, yet crispy and delicious.

Each snow crab, which is longer than a palm, is soaked with fruit wine. The delicious crab meat is fresh with the fruit wine, and tastes a little bit alcoholic. It is the best.

Migu and Guer ate hard, their bellies were pointed, like women who were ten months pregnant, and they looked very funny.

After eating, Gongliang packed up the dishes, chopsticks, table, etc., and when he saw the appearance of the two of them, he said, "Let's go, I'll take you to the market for a walk, and you can eat while you're there."

Wherever Daddy goes, Migu will go. After hearing Daddy's words, she naturally has no objection. But Gu'er, who has been captured by Gongliang after a meal, certainly has no other objections.

Gong Liang didn't know where Qingyang Xuegongfang City was, so he asked someone on the way before heading towards Fang City.

As the only place where Qingyang Academy buys and sells things, Fangshi naturally attracts a lot of people.

When Gongliang arrived, he saw a lot of shops and a lot of people. But after all, it was a Confucianism cultivator sect, and it was a bit reserved at heart, so there were no merchants shouting at the door to attract customers, and the people buying things were also very well-behaved.

Gongliang looked at it, then he held Mi Gu and walked slowly around the market with his drum.

Qingyang Academy is a Confucianism cultivating sect. Most people do not cultivate the body. They only temper their bodies with literary energy or awe-inspiring righteousness. There are very few people who need spiritual stone elixirs, so those on the market are similar to chess, calligraphy and painting.

Class related stuff.

Gongliang watched as he walked, planning to buy something and go back.

Jingshu will practice calligraphy when she has nothing to do. Yanshu likes to draw and make talismans, so she needs pens, inks, paper, inkstones and other things. Qingyang Xuegongfang Market sells the most and best of these things. Since you are here, how can you not bring some back?

.

Migu lay in Dad's arms and looked around curiously. When he saw a picture hanging on a small stall, he suddenly had a headache and quickly lay back in Dad's arms to rest.

"Gu Mo Xuan."

After walking for a while, Gong Liang saw a shop on the street with the three characters "Gu Mo Xuan" written on it, so he walked in. It goes without saying that this must be a shop selling ink.

As soon as he walked in, he was dazzled by the various ink ingots in the store.

Looking around, I saw that the walls around the store were covered with cabinets separated by small grids. On each grid were ink ingots, which were engraved with flowers, birds, fish, insects, water, wood, stone animals and other scenes. Although from the ink ingots

The fragrance of ink emanating from it made people smell elegant and scholarly, but for some reason, Gongliang always felt as if he had entered a golden pagoda filled with memorial tablets, which was a bit creepy.

"Excuse me, do you need anything?"

Suddenly, someone asked in my ear.

Gongliang was startled, turned around and saw a charitable old man in Confucian clothes with a slight beard looking at him kindly.

"Excuse me, do you need anything?" the old man asked again.

Although this place is a bit like the Lingtai Golden Pagoda, how could Gongliang be afraid of these if he is not even afraid of ghosts. After calming down, Gongliang said: "I want to buy some ink ingots, what do you recommend?"

“I don’t know if it’s for my own use or if someone else wants to use it?”

"Is there a difference?"

"Of course there is a difference."

The old man nodded and said: "If the guest wants to use it for himself, he only needs to buy ink ingots that match his own cultivation level. If someone else wants to use it, the guest needs to tell him about that person's cultivation level."

"Does your cultivation level need to be considered when buying things?" Gong Liang was a little confused.

"nature,"

The old man pointed to the various ink ingots placed in small grids on the counter around the store and said: "Guests, please see, each of the ink ingots in those small grids is made of good spiritual things, and each one contains spiritual energy.

High and low, each one is different. If a customer has a high level of cultivation and buys an ink ingot with low aura, the paintings and words he writes will contain less aura; if he buys an ink ingot with a higher level of cultivation than himself, he will not be able to control the ink.

The spiritual energy contained in the ingot will be dispersed when the time comes, and buying it back will be a bit of a loss."

Gong Liang had never heard of such a thing, and he felt it was very new. He couldn't help but ask: "Which ingot in your store has the highest amount of spiritual energy?"

"The top piece." The old man gestured.

Gongliang followed the direction of the old man and looked towards the top floor of the cabinet. There were not many grids there like the one below. The whole floor was empty, but there was an ingot.
Chapter completed!