Fish swimming around the world

The ever-flowing Longjiang River has been regarded as the dragon vein of the world since ancient times. It rushes out from the extreme western plateau, rushes thousands of miles, and pours into the East China Sea.

This 10,000-mile Longjiang River is so surging and magnificent, and the scenery along the river is even more endless.

In Songzhou, near the coast of Longjiang River, an unprecedented high building stands on the riverside. Although the building has only seven floors, the base is a hundred feet high, built of white stone, and as smooth as jade. There are stairs leading to the main building on both sides, and on the front, there is an inscription engraved in a peculiar handwriting, which is the "Will Enter the Wine" that is famous all over the world and is called the first poem in wine.

Climbing the stairs, it is the seven-story main building. The main building is a wooden structure. What is amazing is that all the wood is rare golden nanmu, so apart from anything else, this seven-story wooden building alone is priceless.

A plaque is inlaid on the top floor, with black characters on a white background, and three elegant large characters are written on it: Taibaiju.

Yes, this is Taibaiju, known as the world's first building. For three hundred years, Taibaiju has been firmly on the throne of the world's No. 1 restaurant, and no one has ever been able to match it.

Taibaiju was not originally called this name, it was called the First Floor. It was only three years ago that it was renamed Taibaiju.

Most people who know Taibaiju know this popular legend of the name change.

The story starts with a fisherman.

That day, a young man in plain clothes, straw sandals and bamboo baskets climbed up the building in a small boat along the river. He tasted eleven dishes in a row and was very unhappy, saying that it was unworthy of the name of the First Floor and did not live up to its reputation.

This matter alarmed the owner of the First Floor. Unexpectedly, the young man was slightly drunk and raised his glass to Longjiang to recite a poem that would be famous for thousands of years: "Will Enter the Wine".

The vast, heroic, handsome and free-spirited poem immediately conquered the owner of the First Floor.

Unable to restrain his emotions, he drank 108 cups of wine with the young man in three days, and the young man gave him 108 recipes, each of which was delicious, and the owner of the building was amazed at the heavenly food.

The owner was willing to pay him 10,000 taels of gold, but the young man refused to take any money and only asked to change the name to Taibaiju.

The owner laughed and ordered people to scrape off the three characters of the First Floor overnight and carve the three characters of Taibaiju written by the young man on it. Since then, the First Floor was officially renamed Taibaiju.

Later, the First Floor divided the 108 dishes into three banquets. They were the 36-course Dipin banquet, the 81-course Tianpin banquet, and the 108-course Fanpin banquet, which was not used easily without special circumstances.

Yes, you heard it right, Fanpin, 108 dishes. As for why Fanpin was the most grand and solemn, the owner of the First Floor never revealed it.

Since then, the First Floor, which truly possessed the world's best food and stunning scenery, has become more famous all over the world. Every day, countless diners, literati, and heroes from all over the world come here to see the "Jiangjinjiu" style and taste the 108 dishes.

The best restaurant in the world, it deserves its name.

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On this day, Longjiang River was misty and rainy, and a scholar in a green shirt with a bamboo hairpin in his hair came.

The scholar in a green shirt seemed to be familiar with the place, and he walked up the stairs to the third floor and found a seat by the window to sit down.

Immediately, a handsome young man came up.

"Mr. Gu, you haven't been here for a long time. The old rules?"

The scholar in a green shirt smiled warmly: "The old rules."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

The young man was about to leave after saying that, but was stopped by the scholar in a green shirt: "Please invite a governor."

The young man smiled and said: "The thirty-six governors of the immortals, courts, and seculars are all here today. I wonder who you want to invite?"

The scholar in a green shirt thought for a while: "Can I invite one each?"

The young man said: "Of course."

The scholar said: "You can prepare a few side dishes for the three of you. Mr. Gu, let's follow the old rules."

The young man agreed happily.

Soon, a dish and a pot of wine were presented to the scholar's table.

"You can only taste one dish at a time. Today is the ninety-ninth dish... Dongpo Pork." The young man opened the cup, and saw the pork meat on the plate was reddish-red, with fat and lean meat, and a strong aroma came to his face.

"Oh?" The scholar took a deep breath: "It tastes good. But I don't know why this dish is called Dongpo Pork?"

The young man smiled and said: "The fisherman once said that this was made by an old gourmet in my hometown. This old man is a literary giant, called Mr. Dongpo, so it is called Dongpo Pork."

The scholar nodded: "So that's the case, thank you."

While talking, three young men also came forward.

The young man introduced: "This is the secular official, Yun 31, the court official Yun 18, and the fairy official Yun 9."

The three smiled and bowed: "Hello, sir."

The scholar stood up and greeted: "I am Gu Qingshan, please have a drink and chat with the three of you, please."

The three sat down one after another.

The scholar Gu Qingshan filled his glass and raised it with a smile: "Today, I invite the three of you to come, I just want to know one person... Qin, the King of Freedom."

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On the top of half a mountain, a man in black clothes and a bamboo hat, holding a rapier, and a beautiful woman in white clothes as white as snow, holding a long sword, stood side by side.

"The last place." The man in black stared at the pile of embers on the ground and said.

The woman in white looked around in silence, her eyebrows furrowed.

Not long after, a slender woman in green with a mixed-haired dog hurried out of the forest.

"Saint," the woman in green shook her head: "I didn't find any traces in the forest."

The woman in white had a trace of panic in her beautiful eyes, and her slender fingers unconsciously clenched the hilt of the sword.

The woman in green said, "The spy found out that the young master was last seen near this half of the mountain. Gray Wolf followed the trail and finally found this place. But since then, all the clues have been cut off. The young master never left any traces, and we searched everywhere but didn't see the agreed secret sign."

The woman in white frowned, and her worry was not concealed: "He won't die..."

The woman in green was silent for a moment and said, "The young master is the most amazing person I have ever seen. I believe he won't die. There may be a special reason for leaving no traces."

The woman in white murmured, "It's been too long, there has been no news for too long..."

The woman in green said, "The young master once said that no matter what happened, there is no need to panic or search if we didn't receive any news from him. But this time is unusual, it's been too long, and the young master didn't do some of the things planned, so I suspected that something might have happened. It's all my fault. I obeyed his orders too much. Now... the outside world can't find any clues about the young master. It's all my fault! It's all my fault!" She looked sad and regretful.

The man in black said, "There are traces of formations and sword energy. There is confrontation here."

The woman in white looked at every trace left on the rocks and trees with a sharp gaze. After a long time, she raised her head and looked into the distance. She knew the sword intent.

The woman's eyes revealed a fierce murderous aura: If it is found out that you did it, Dugu... I will kill you!

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This is a mountain, an extremely magnificent and huge mountain, standing alone, half of the mountain is green, half of the mountain is covered with snow, and the clouds are only around the mountainside. It is full of a myriad of scenes and a sacred atmosphere.

At the foot of the mountain, beside the clear jade-like lake, a man in hemp clothes and short hair stood quietly.

He looked calmly and far away, looking into the distance, muttering: "In a sixty years, only one person should enter the world, and now I have to..."

He shook his head slowly: "...If you don't interpret the heavenly book...what on earth are you going to do..."