"Fish soup?"


    Silver moon was curious.


    But her previous experience told her that every place Gu Zhun took them was very strange.


    Such as the three cup restaurant drunk by the true God, the Styx river fishing for xuanming fish and so on.


    Although this small restaurant of Laohe fish soup looks insignificant at first sight, Yinyue and others have no doubt that it will never be easy for them to go alone.


    At that moment, following Gu Zhun, they walked into the fly house.


    In fact, this small restaurant of old he Yu soup is very old.


    Even the beams and tiles of the shop were covered with a thick layer of soot by fireworks.


    I can''t see when the shop was built.


    Into the shop, a small hanging buckle hung there and swayed with the wind.


    When a breeze blows, it makes a "squeak, squeak, squeak" sound.


    The restaurant is not big, just a few square meters.


    There are three or five small tables. Even these three or five small tables don''t know when they were handed down. They are black and incomparably shiny.


    It seems that after many years of oil immersion and rubbing, it will form such a bright. With a touch of your hand, you can still touch a little oil flower.


    Under such an environment, the business of this small shop is bleak. Even at this meal point, this old fish soup shop does not have a diner.


    In an obscure corner, there was a small counter made of mahogany. The shopkeeper of the small shop could not be seen. Only a young man in green Cape linen was curled up in that corner to rest.


    He looked as if he hadn''t woken up and was taking a nap with his eyes narrowed.


    Even if Gu Zhun''s large group of people came in and occupied most of the territory of the whole fish soup shop, the little boy continued to sit there and sleep as if he hadn''t seen it.


    Behind the boy, there is a back door. At the moment, it is covered by a broken blue and white cloth curtain. You can''t see what it looks like behind. However, it is speculated that it should be a backyard, and the kitchen of the shop is also arranged there.


    Because across the curtain, silver moon can also ask in the store, where a faint smell of firewood comes from.


    "Boss!" at this time, Gu Zhun sat down and shouted.


    Song Qingyun and others sat down with him. However, they were a little cautious at this time, because the environment of the fly pavilion was really not flattering.


    The girls of song Qingyun are not all from rich families, but at least they are also girls'' families. They usually love to be clean.


    The first time they faced such a hotel, if Gu Zhun didn''t want to come in, they didn''t even want to touch such a desktop.


    It''s so dirty. It''s hard to imagine that their childe, who is so picky on weekdays, actually came to such a fly shop for dinner today.


    And he seems to be in high spirits.


    After Gu Zhun shouted, after a while, the boy finally seemed to wake up, yawned and walked slowly over.


    "My guest, would you like something to eat?"


    As soon as the boy came over, Yinyue and others couldn''t help frowning.


    Because such a young man, even when he came here, still looked like he was still sleeping. Only this fish soup shop can keep such employees. If they change a restaurant, it would be like the three cup restaurant they stayed in before.


    I don''t know how many times a boy like this has been fired.


    But Gu Zhun did not care about this little fellow''s service attitude.


    Still interested, he said, "there are eight of us. Each of us has a big bowl of fish soup, a green boiled tofu and two plates of broken gold bones."


    "Good sir, I''ll do it for you." the boy nodded without any doubt.


    These dishes happen to be available in their Lao he fish soup shop.


    But at this time, when the boy turned to go, Gu Zhun spoke again.


    "Wait, I don''t want your fish soup. Let your shopkeeper make it himself. Moreover, this time, I brought the raw materials myself."


    Gu Zhun threw a net of xuanming fish on the ground. At the moment, the xuanming fish is still sharp, alive and fresh. If such fish is boiled into fish soup, it must be very delicious.


    At this time, I saw xuanming fish all over the ground. It was rare in my lazy eyes. Finally, a trace of surprise flashed.


    However, the divine light flashed and soon disappeared.


    "The guest is really good. I can''t take out so many xuanming fish even in my shop. However, our shopkeeper happened not to be at home today, so I''m afraid I can''t make fish soup for you personally."


    Xiao Si said with a smile and politely rejected Gu Zhun.


    But at this time, Gu Zhun shook his head again.


    "That''s no good. I''m not interested in the fish soup you made. I don''t want to drink the soup you made. Today I just want to drink the fish soup made by your shopkeeper."


    Gu Zhun seemed to be stubborn and tangled up about who made fish soup.


    "Hehe, guest, I''m sorry. The shopkeeper of our shop is really not at home today. The fish soup I made is also very delicious. It''s all the crafts uploaded by my ancestors. The crafts of seven or eight years are no worse than those of our shopkeeper." the boy said slowly.


    But at this time, Gu Zhun seems to recognize the reason for death.


    No matter what the boy said, he just shook his head.


    "No, I only drink the fish soup made by your shopkeeper."


    When things got to this point, they were deadlocked.


    Even song Qingyun and others were stunned. They didn''t know what had happened.


    What kind of wind did I smoke today? First, I went all the way to a fish soup shop so far to eat fish. I had to drink the fish soup made by the shopkeeper of others.


    The clerk said that the shopkeeper was not at home.


    The childe wants to pester. Anyway, he wants to drink their shopkeeper''s fish soup, and he doesn''t want anything else.


    "Childe, in fact, who makes fish soup is the same. It may not be a good thing to make it by someone or a different taste. What do you say?"


    Song Qingyun couldn''t see it anymore. At this time, she said.


    However, this time, it seemed that it was useless to persuade anyone. Gu Zhun shook his head from beginning to end.


    Is to admit death.


    Finally, even song Qingyun and others felt that Gu Zhun was a little difficult.


    It''s just a bowl of fish soup. Others have said that it''s all ancestral skills, and it''s no worse. Isn''t it just hard to live with others?


    Are they all wrong?


    Today, my childe actually didn''t come to drink fish soup at all, but had a grudge against this small shop. This trip came all the way to smash the yard for revenge?


    Song Qingyun and others are also confused. They don''t know what Gu Zhun wants to do.