"Are those people in front of you disciples from other branches of your Tianluo Sect?" Gu Zheng asked.
The people sitting outside the pergola, dressed in the same clothes as the Tianluo sect, were obviously surprised.
"Yes, they are members of the Purple Tianluo Sect, the Yellow Tianluo Sect and the Black Tianluo Sect respectively."
As Elder Gao spoke, he named Gu Zheng the identities of the people opposite.
There are a total of eleven branches of Tianluo Sect, and all eleven branches are called Tianluo Sect. However, before the names of different branches, there is a word that represents a color. The full name of the Tianluo Sect that Elder Gao belongs to is the Red Tianluo Sect.
"Gao Xiaofeng, it's not good to point fingers at people, isn't it?"
A man with a loud voice spoke at the table opposite the Black Heavenly Snail Sect.
"This person is Jiang An, the elder of the Black Sky Luo Sect, and he is a good person." Elder Gao first told Gu Zheng in a low voice, and then said coldly: "Jiang An, you are the only one who has many things, do you know I am referring to you? I¡¯m just referring to the coconut trees behind you!¡±
"To the guests you brought, you dare not admit it even if you dare to point it out? I feel ashamed for you!" Jiang An smiled disdainfully.
"I'm too lazy to care about you!"
Elder Gao snorted coldly and brought Gu Zheng to a table.
"Lao Zhou, three bowls of cold shrimps!" Elder Gao said.
"okay!"
Lao Zhou, who was busy in the pergola, immediately filled three bowls of cold shrimps and placed them on Gu Zheng's table.
"Taste it, this is what I call delicious."
Elder Gao seemed to like eating cold shrimp very much. He hurriedly greeted him and started eating spoonful after spoonful.
Cold shrimp is a simple snack. Gu Zheng has heard of it, but has never eaten it.
The cold shrimp known to Gu Zheng is to grind a moderate proportion of glutinous rice and rice into a slurry, then add water to the pot and bring it to a boil, slowly pour the rice slurry in, and stir it with a spoon while pouring to prevent it from sticking to the pot.
Boil the rice milk until it is almost done, then pour in clear lime water, then cook it over low heat to make rice paste. Put cold boiled water in the basin, slowly add the cooked rice paste into a colander while it is still hot, and finally drop it into the cold boiled water. In the middle, it becomes a cold shrimp with a big head and a thin tail.
Pair the prepared cold shrimp with brown sugar, roasted sesame seeds and crushed peanuts, and put some ice cubes on it. It is a great thirst quencher in summer. It is sweet, tender and cool in the mouth.
There are also some auxiliary ingredients in the cold shrimp made by Lao Zhou, but instead of fried sesame seeds and chopped peanuts, there are some chopped nuts and chopped candied fruits. As for the water in which the cold shrimps were soaked, it was not brown sugar water. Gu Zheng brought the bowl closer, and a sour smell suddenly penetrated his nostrils.
Gu Zheng¡¯s eyes suddenly lit up as he took a spoonful of cold shrimp and put it into his mouth.
The sweet, sour, and cold tastes are intertwined. When the cold shrimps in your mouth touch your tongue, you can taste an unimaginable smooth taste, as if they are alive.
When your teeth fall down, the cold shrimp you bite into is soft and glutinous, and the taste is even sweeter with the soup and chopped nuts.
"good!"
After taking a bite of cold shrimp, Gu Zheng gave his evaluation. On this subtropical island, a bowl of simple-looking cold shrimps instantly makes people feel that the air is much cooler.
"Not bad? Why isn't it delicious?" Jiang An at the next table looked at Gu Zheng with a frown.
"Is there a big difference between good and delicious?" Gu Zheng looked at Jiang An and frowned slightly.
"Of course there is a difference. Not bad is just a medium rating, delicious is superior! You actually say that such delicious cold shrimps are good, which makes people feel very unhappy!"
Jiang An stared at Gu Zheng, his eyes showing seriousness. It was not like he was looking for trouble, but more like Gu Zheng had violated some of his taboos.
Seeing that Gu Zheng was confused, Elder Gao quickly explained in a low voice: "Jiang An's father was the first person to sell cold shrimps on Wufeng Island. The current cold shrimp seller, Lao Zhou, can be regarded as the true successor of Jiang An's father. And Jiang An An's father just passed away a few days ago, and Master Gu's 'not bad' just now seems to have stimulated him."
"The difference between good and delicious is just your personal definition. For me, 'good' is already a very good evaluation."
Gu Zheng said lightly, since the other party's father had just died, Gu Zheng didn't want to argue with him anymore, he lowered his head and continued to eat his cold shrimp.
Gu Zheng didn¡¯t want to be troublesome, but that didn¡¯t mean Jiang An thought so too. Seeing Gu Zheng lower his head and just focus on eating, anger suddenly welled up on his face.
"You can't eat this cold shrimp!"
Jiang An shouted angrily, flicked his finger, and shot a burst of inner energy towards the bowl of cold shrimp in Gu Zheng's hand.
¡°You can¡¯t even have time to eat a bowl of cold shrimps, so where are the flies buzzing?¡±
As if unintentionally,??
The Kunlun Sect¡¯s grand gathering invited many sects to participate, but among the eleven branches of the Tianluo Sect, only the Red Tianluo Sect was invited. This was something Gu Zheng had already learned when chatting with Mu Chunfeng. As for why this is the case, Mu Chunfeng said that four hundred years ago, the Kunlun Sect issued a Heroic Order and organized righteous people to encircle and suppress demons. During that demon-killing war, all branches of the Tianluo Sect received the Heroic Order. But the only sect that actually sent people to participate was the Red Sky Snail Sect. From then on, the Kunlun Sect would no longer invite the other ten Tianluo Sect branches to its grand gathering every ten years.
It was precisely because he knew that the rest of the Tianluo sect did not attend the Kunlun sect's grand gathering that Gu Zheng found this bet very interesting. After all, the other party might not even know who he was, so he would naturally know it when he placed the bet. A lot less worries.
As for the previous ¡®Situ Ya Incident¡¯, Gu Zheng was not worried. After all, Situ Ya was just suspicious when he went to Emei! And a suspicion is not enough to let his portrait spread throughout the Black Sky Snail Sect.
Things were no different from what Gu Zheng had guessed, and the people he wanted to target did not know who they were. But who would have thought that Lao Zhou, who was originally inconspicuous at all, would guess his identity!
Although the other ten branches of Tianluo Sect did not participate in the Kunlun event, they still heard more or less about the major events that happened during the event. Gu Zheng stole the show in Dragon War Square, and this was undoubtedly a major event during the event.
"Are you the head of Emei?" Jiang An stared at Gu Zheng.
"That's right."
Since someone had guessed it, Gu Zheng didn't want to deny it. After admitting it, he smiled at Jiang An: "What? Are you scared?"
Jiang An originally thought he would win 100%, but after learning Gu Zheng's identity, his certainty dropped by 40%. He even felt grateful to Lao Zhou in his heart. However, Gu Zheng's smiling inquiry made his unhappiness soar again. He felt a kind of pure contempt from that smile!
"Afraid? What do I have to be afraid of! I'm going to try it today to see if the cold shrimp you made is crappy or delicious!"
Although the odds of winning have dropped by 40%, there is still 60% after all. What's more, things have reached this point. If you don't dare to question it once you hear the name of Guzheng, then that's it. Disgraceful to the family.
"good!"
The person who applauded was not Gu Zheng, but Xie Ying of Huang Tianluo Sect.
Although the branches of Tianluo Sect are fighting among themselves, Gu Zheng is an outsider after all. Seeing that Jiang An is at a disadvantage every step of the verbal confrontation with Gu Zheng, not to mention Xie Ying's dissatisfaction, even Cao Yi's dissatisfaction It's written on his face! They are also in their twenties, and in terms of competitiveness, they are not inferior to Jiang An at all.
"Fellow Daoist Xie doesn't look very convinced. Since everyone is applauding Daoist Jiang, I wonder if he has the guts to take part in the bet?"
Gu Zheng's words left no room for others, and Xie Ying did not hesitate at all: "Convinced? Why should I be convinced? Maybe you are just bluffing, maybe you are just in name, maybe what you did is really bad? Just bet, I thank you. Ying is not afraid of you!"
¡°Very good, I just admire your unyielding fighting spirit!¡±
Gu Zheng pointed out his thumb to Xie Ying and turned to look at Cao Yi aside: "Where is Fellow Taoist Cao? Since your dissatisfaction is written on your face, do you want to take a gamble?"
"Giggle." Cao Ying smiled: "It's useless for the ancient leader to provoke me. I'm not an upright man. I'm just a weak and weak little woman. I bet that you men can do such exciting things. I can just watch quietly from the side."
"Stop talking nonsense. If you want to bet, hurry up. Let's talk about the rules first!"
Jiang An is domineering. With Xie Ying joining, his chance of winning has increased by 10%. This 10% is called confidence. He will not be the only one who loses anyway.
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