Du Ziyuan could clearly feel that he was in a dream, and everything around him was hazy, as if covered with a layer of mosaic. Only a small area around him is clear, but it also needs his attention to observe. According to the "magic method of big dream stars", when he can make the whole dream very clear, he can almost enter the realm of fusion.

    However, it is obviously too early for Du Ziyuan. What he can do now is to recognize himself in the dream, strengthen his existence in the dream, and move from obscurity to clarity.

    According to the requirements of the Kung Fu, he focused his attention on his right hand. Suddenly, the feeling of his right hand began to be no different from that in reality. But when Du Ziyuan is distracted, this feeling will dissipate. He must focus his attention on his hand for a long time until he can maintain the status quo even if he shifts his attention.

    This is obviously not something that can be completed overnight. He didn''t succeed until he was awakened by Mu Chengan.

    "Brother Du, are you hungry? Do you want to come down and eat?" Mu Chengan stood in front of the door and pointed to a restaurant not far away.

    Du Ziyuan looked at the sky. It was already noon, so he nodded: "OK."

    The four entered the restaurant with the coachman. The coachman sat in the lobby on the first floor, and the four of them went to the elegant seat on the second floor. It''s an elegant seat. In fact, it''s just a small area separated by a screen.

    "Where have we been?" Du Ziyuan asked.

    He didn''t go out, so he didn''t recognize the place at all. Mu Chengan patiently replied, "this is Linjiang town in the southwest of Haiyan town. Further south, Haifeng County will be out."

    "So fast." Du Ziyuan sighed, and then focused on the menu.

    He ordered several dishes casually, and Xiao Jin ordered several too. Mu Chengan and Xia Wuyi didn''t order any more. None of the four are extravagant.

    Because it is only blocked by a screen, the sound insulation effect is still very poor. They can clearly hear the conversation between the guests on both sides.

    Coincidentally, one side happened to be talking about Du Ziyuan''s new work "the game of power".

    "Mr. Shanfeng is really a strange man. How did he draw such a beautiful picture? Gee, I saw his picture yesterday. I was so sad that I finally went to yicui Pavilion and found a girl to extinguish the fire."

    "Ha ha, you old bachelor, I''m much better than you. I have a daughter-in-law."

    "You''re looking for a fight! It''s great to have a daughter-in-law?"

    "Alas, I used to think it was great, but since I saw the woman in the mountain wind painting and the Yellow faced woman in my family, I suddenly felt that the food was tasteless."

    "Then you say it''s much better than me?"

    "It''s better than you. At least you can make a living by closing your eyes, can''t you?"

    "Admire! Come on, have a drink! Dry!"

    "Hiss - I don''t know whether I should thank Shanfeng or hate him now. Why do I draw people so well? I''ve raised my eyes."

    "Yes, I''m confused about the famous works painted by people in the past. Isn''t it a pool of scattered ink? It''s still a beautiful picture of mountain wind, and there are stories. Compared with mountain wind, they are a ball?"

    "Just..."

    I didn''t expect to meet fans after a meal. Du Ziyuan was still a little proud. However, he pretended to be calm and calm on the surface, as if he didn''t care about these remarks at all.

    Xia Wuyi looked at him, and the corners of his mouth also showed a smile. Mu Chengan was thoughtful. Only Xiao Jin was still there waiting for the dishes to be served.

    Mu Chengan''s treat. He must have enough money, so he ordered some signature dishes. Coconut Chicken, stewed beef brisket, drunk fried rice dumplings and so on all look very delicious and smell delicious.

    But Du Ziyuan frowned when the dishes were served. The smell didn''t feel right. He tried to put a piece of chicken in his mouth and chewed it. His face became more and more heavy. Finally, he couldn''t stand it. He covered his mouth and spit out the chicken.

    [what''s this? Why is it so bad?]

    He looked at Mu Chengan. The latter chewed and swallowed carefully there, and his movements were very regular. Xia Wuyi is also very clever. He holds chopsticks one by one, but he eats very slowly. Xiao Jin is still the same. He puts everything in his mouth when he sees it.

    This immediately made Du Ziyuan start to doubt. Was it a piece of broken meat that he just caught?

    So he changed a dish and ate it. As a result, he chewed it a few times and found it still difficult to swallow. He even began to wonder if there was something wrong with his taste buds.

    "Elder brother, what''s the matter with you?" Xia Wuyi asked with concern when he saw that he vomited twice.

    Du Ziyuan asked, "naked, are the dishes here delicious?"

    "OK, average." Xia Wuyi gave a very pertinent answer.

    Du Ziyuan looked at Mu Chengan again: "brother mu, how do you think the things here taste?"

    Mu Chengan slowly chewed a few mouthfuls after hearing the speech, swallowed the rice in his mouth, and then drank a mouthful of tea. Then he said to Du Ziyuan, "brother Du, I seldom eat on weekdays. I usually take bigudan. For my taste, the food in this restaurant should be pretty good."

    Du Ziyuan looked at Xiao Jin again. As a result, the latter still stuffed zongzi into his mouth. One was not enough to fill two, so he almost filled his nostrils. Forget it. It''s useless to ask this question.

    Du Ziyuan had to tell the truth and said, "you all think it''s OK, but why do I find it hard to swallow?"

    Mu Chengan wondered, "brother Du, this is already the best restaurant in the town. What else are you dissatisfied with?"

    Du Ziyuan was also helpless: "if I knew, I wouldn''t ask you. Now I doubt whether there is something wrong with my tongue."

    Xia Wuyi was clever. He suddenly said, "brother, you shouldn''t compare the food here with that made by sister Yu?"

    "Hmm?" Du Ziyuan looked at him puzzled. What did that mean?

    Xia Wuyi saw this and immediately understood something. He tried to ask, "brother, have you ever eaten a meal cooked by someone other than sister Xiaoyu before?"

    Du Ziyuan thought carefully when he heard the speech: "it doesn''t seem to be true." in the past, even when his adoptive parents were still alive, the meals of the two families were arranged by Lin Yuxiao. He really didn''t eat anything else except the snacks redeemed by the system and the colorful clouds he ate in the sky that day.

    "That''s right, brother," Xia Wuyi said as if he were a pupil detective. "Your mouth must have been spoiled by little sister Yu. You''re used to her cooking. Eating these must taste like chewing wax."

    "Still have this kind of thing?" Du Ziyuan''s face was confused, and he didn''t know whether to believe him or not.