Lao Tzu is Ji Gong

It's lunchtime now, and someone even ordered our restaurant's signature dish, the Manchu Han Imperial Feast. While they said, "Alright, please wait a moment, sir," who knows what they were really thinking? "Coming to Qinfanglou with no money? Four dishes and a soup? How could you possibly order that?"

This century-old building is indeed well-trained, with a whole host of superficial tricks up its sleeve.

So naturally, this led to the final effect of serving the dishes. Although it was polite, the snobbery was still quite evident in that era.

Pigsy watched as bowl after bowl of delicious food was served to him, taken upstairs, and placed in front of the two men.

Of course I'm not willing to accept this!

Chapter 851 Qinfang Tower.

Fueled by his anger, Pigsy slammed his fist on the table and shouted, "Why should I, Old Pig, wait here while those above eat and drink the finest food?"

This commotion was quite significant, attracting the attention of diners at several nearby tables.

Seeing Pigsy storm up to the second floor, Sandy immediately followed, worried that his second brother would do anything for food.

Upon reaching the second floor, one is immediately struck by the magnificent decorations.

Unlike the first floor, the atmosphere here is clearly out of place. For ordinary people, being able to come to the number one restaurant in Chang'an is already considered very good.

However, if only the ground floor were open, the income would not be enough. Therefore, business people knew that this was the most prosperous area in the Tang Dynasty, so they opened the second floor.

Those who can come here are either rich or noble, which perfectly highlights their noble aura and status.

Look at the magnificent and luxurious colors, the high-ceilinged environment, the deep pillars, and the carved beams and painted rafters, the golden and splendid decorations. The design is symmetrical and conforms to the charm of lines. Every part is exquisitely crafted and wonderfully ingenious.

It is pleasing to the eye.

Everyone was elegantly enjoying the pleasure of the food, but they noticed that Pigsy and Sandy's attire was clearly somewhat comical.

While Sha Wujing wasn't dressed in luxurious gold, he was at least properly dressed. But Zhu Bajie was quite different.

Her breasts were exposed, and her belly was completely visible.

The two men were both handsome, one with a hint of wisdom beneath his good looks, and the other a muscular type who pursued strength but never lost his elegance.

Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng had already noticed that the two were coming for them.

This time, they emerged after cultivating for a period of time within the World-Destroying Demon Lotus of Wutian, where their power had greatly improved. This allowed them to reappear in human form and conduct an investigation in the mortal realm.

For them, as long as the task is completed well, there is no need to be particular about the means or rituals; they can eat and drink as they please.

This is clearly using the boss's substantial funds to travel and do some business at the same time!

This is more humane than the unwritten rules and regulations in Buddhism, such as vegetarianism.

This is also Li Xiuyuan's fault for not making it clear when he took charge of Buddhism that he himself was not that kind of person. It's all the fault of the previous Buddha who made trouble for no reason, saying that monks should abstain from sex and meat and other such nonsense.

He was Li Xiuyuan, a man who could drink and eat without restraint, yet remain steadfast in his faith, a man who could roam freely among women without being tainted by any petal. Naturally, there was no reason for him to impose any precepts or rules on others.

However, different values ​​in life will produce different results. Li Xiuyuan pursues a state of complete relaxation in his mind and body through cultivation, so that he can release himself in the face of great pressure.

Meanwhile, on the second floor of Qinfang Tower, the dignitaries and nobles were all discussing Zhu Bajie's appearance as a country bumpkin in the city.

"Hey, who do you think this guy is?" a man asked his dining companion across from him in a low voice.

"Oh dear, that's hard to say. To be so confident in going up to the second floor of Qinfang Tower, I bet your identity must be quite extraordinary."

"What are you all thinking? In my opinion, he's just a country bumpkin. What's he trying to prove?" A middle-aged man who looked like a nouveau riche said angrily.

He was adorned from head to toe with gold and silver, as if he wanted everyone to know how rich he was. He was followed by a dozen servants who acted as bodyguards.

Nie Feng wanted to stand up and ask what was going on, but Bu Jingyun gestured for him not to move.

"Our lord instructed us to travel among humans as discreetly as possible, and not to cause trouble." Under Bu Jingyun's persuasion, Nie Feng suppressed his urge to find out what was going on.

Then they began to enjoy the dozens of delicious dishes that were now laid out on the table. In front of the food, they began to eat and talk slowly, like gentlemen.

The old drunkard's heart is not in the wine, but in the scenery!

While eating, the two paid close attention to Pigsy's every move, completely ignoring Elder Pig, who had been waiting for a very long time.

Being talked about while so hungry naturally made Elder Pig unhappy.

He roared, "Do you even respect me, Old Pig, at all?" As a Pure Altar Messenger appointed by Buddhism, his powerful Buddhist energy, carried in his words, was like a series of shockwaves.

These ordinary people couldn't withstand such an aura and immediately fell silent. The nouveau riche, whose belly was almost bigger than Pigsy's, even gestured to his bodyguards to go forward and teach this pig-headed man a lesson.

But at this point, anyone who isn't a fool should understand that the nail that sticks out gets hammered down, so why would they be willing to obey this nouveau riche's orders? They'd be lucky to stay put.

However, it can be observed that Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng were not shaken by this shockwave at all. They continued to enjoy their food leisurely, as if it were none of their business.

At this moment, Pigsy naturally understood that these two were not ordinary people, but facing his stomach, which had been protesting for a long time, he naturally would not allow himself to eat any more three dishes and a soup. His mouth was drooling so much that his saliva was almost dripping onto the ground.

"Hey! Can you share some with me? I'm starving. You can't possibly finish it all, can you?" Pigsy started using his shameless tricks, he was really willing to go to any lengths for food.

Sha Wujing wanted to go up and persuade him, saying, "Brother, we are Buddhists, and we must not forget our vows. There are so many rules and regulations about abstaining from sexual misconduct, and so on."

The clever Pigsy obediently ignored this treatment, which was similar to Monkey King being subjected to the Tightening Spell by his master, acting like a dead pig that wasn't afraid of boiling water.

He strolled leisurely toward Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng, clearly intending to blatantly freeload a meal.

Chapter 852 Pigsy. Not a pig.

Look at the tea already served on the table: Lion Peak Longjing tea as a tea ceremony before the meal, followed by four kinds of dried fruits: honey peanuts, strange-flavored cashews, walnut sticks, and apple gummies as hard snacks.

Nie Feng stood up: "What do you want to do?"

Pigsy chuckled, "Don't get excited, little brother." He was trying to get closer to him.

But Nie Feng refused, meaning, "I don't know you well, don't come over."

But if Pigsy's skin were that thin, just imagine how thick pigskin is, and you can imagine that Pigsy would just plop down on his seat.

We then began to enjoy the seven appetizers: Magpie on Plum Blossom, Butterfly Rolls, Ginger Fish Slices, Spiced Pigeon, Sweet and Sour Lotus Root, Pickled Green Cauliflower, and Spicy Cabbage Rolls.

"Hmm!?" Not bad, not bad, this is what people should eat.

Looking at this guy's shameless face, Nie Feng had the urge to go up and beat him up.

Bu Jingyun waved his hand and said, "It's alright. Since this Elder Pig is so interested and thinks highly of us brothers, let's have a meal together."

Unlike Pigsy, Sandy blushed early on, like a ripe apple.

"Esteemed benefactor, I am truly sorry to have disturbed you. My second senior brother is just like this, I hope you will not take offense." After saying this, he put his hands together and bowed.

"It's alright, it's nothing serious. Master, you're too kind. It's fate that we met. Why be so concerned about this?" Bu Jingyun had already figured out the other party's origins. That roar, full of Buddhist qualities, had deeply resonated with them, the members of the Demonic Sect.

So if we can use this meal to find out their origins and purposes, why not?

Then the waiter started carrying some dishes to serve, but when he saw the two monks he had just met on the first floor, he asked in confusion, "What are you two doing here? Get down, get down."

As a waiter in a restaurant, I see these kinds of freeloaders every day. Just talking about them makes me feel uncomfortable, and I'm about to pick them up.

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However, the seemingly strong waiter couldn't lift Pigsy, who was sitting in his seat eating with relish.

"Hey! I really don't believe it, today." He then clenched his fists, ready to get physical.

Sha Wujing quickly stopped him, saying, "Benefactor, we are here with this young master's permission. Please calm down." He then pointed to Bu Jingyun, who was drinking tea.

The waiter glanced at Bu Jingyun, as if waiting for his consent before taking action.

But before Bu Jingyun could even give a signal, Zhu Bajie, with his free hand, began eating the first course of the newly served dishes: Bird's Nest Soup and Imperial Dishes: Braised Deer Tendon in Clay Pot, Shredded Chicken and Silver Ear Fungus, Osmanthus Fish Strips, Eight-Treasure Rabbit, and Jade Bamboo Shoots and Ferns.

There are also two kinds of steamed buns: Empress Dowager Cixi's small steamed buns and golden thread shumai.

The delicious aroma flowed into my mouth, igniting a volcano of flavor on my taste buds. It slowly went down from the tip of my tongue to the entire head of my mouth, through my throat, esophagus, and into my stomach.

The whole process was simply a rare treat.

Pigsy couldn't help but hum, as if praising the taste.

"I didn't expect there to be such good food in Chang'an. It seems that the existence of this restaurant is quite necessary." Pigsy seemed to have eaten about half full and nodded in satisfaction.

"What? It's very necessary for it to exist?" This made Xiao Er unhappy.

He arrogantly said, "Do you know who the owner of this restaurant is? He's a second-rank official in the current imperial court. Do you think this restaurant exists for such a simple reason?! Don't you even know where this is? It's right under the emperor's nose, in Chang'an City."

Seeing that Pigsy seemed frightened by his own words, he continued, "You think this restaurant only has two floors? This is a large restaurant with four floors."

The first level is for ordinary people like you.

The second tier is for wealthy and influential young men. He then pointed to Bu Jingyun, noting that the latter had ordered dozens of dishes, which came at a considerable price.

After saying that, he pointed to a staircase to the side and said, "Go up there. This third floor is reserved for officials of the imperial court. It's not a place you can enter just because you have money, understand?! You bumpkin."

Xiao Er felt there was no need to say anything more, since it would be a waste of time to talk to such a person with such an unseemly eating habit.

"Oh~" I see. Pigsy seemed to understand and continued to ask, "Then who is the tallest building for? Is it for me, Old Pig?"

"Hahahahahaha."

As soon as Pigsy said this, not only the waiter, but also the guys watching the fun started laughing.

As frequent diners, they naturally had some understanding of this.

That tallest building is a sacred place.

Putting aside how good the food was, the waiters there weren't men at all, but beautiful young women, like flowers in full bloom.

Because that place was reserved only for high-ranking officials of the imperial court and the emperor.

It is said that even our Emperor Wu of Han dined here, and perhaps he even ate here.

"Oh." Pigsy resumed his indifferent demeanor, his hands busy feeding himself the five imperial dishes: giant prawns, fried scallops, stir-fried beef with scallions, chicken with oyster sauce, fresh mushrooms and bok choy, and the last two steamed buns: lama cake and almond tofu.