Cheng Tongzhi and his wife saw their son like this, and subconsciously wanted to cover their eyes. It was too embarrassing and they couldn't see them.

As the sister, Cheng Ziqing smiled helplessly. Although she also liked the dishes made by Chaole, after all, everyone's daughter has been educated since childhood and knows how to restrain herself. No matter how much she likes her, she can't do such a move from her younger brother.

Luo Qingying subconsciously swallowed her saliva when she saw this scene. She could not lose her manners in front of outsiders. Although the two families had similar relationships, they still had to have the same boudoir that they should have, but they thought it was easy to think about it and planned to come over next time to order a sour soup and slippery meat and eat it slowly with the soup basin alone to see who could compete with her.

"Cheng Zixuan, are you reincarnated by starving ghosts?" Luo Qingping was really angry when he grew up with his butt, how could he be so shameless?

"I've drunk it, why do you want it?" He raised his eyebrows and smiled, took the soup basin to Luo Qingping and shook it around, with a slight smile on his face.

But then, Cheng Zixuan's grinning stiffened on his face.

He reached out to Luo Qingping in resentment, "Give it back to me-"

"So much, can you finish eating?" He looked at the soup bowl with sour soup and slippery meat, but at least he could plug the gap between his teeth.

"If you have to worry, I have eaten it, you won't want to eat it, are you disgusting?" He glared at Luo Qingping, and Cheng Zixuan gritted his teeth in anger.

"Divid me a bite, and I'll come here to book a table next time, and invite you to join us." I blinked and planned to discuss it, after all, the elders are still there.

Cheng Zixuan was so angry that he was in the hands of the other party. He understood Luo Qingping, a man who seemed to be gentle in reasoning was actually very dark-hearted, and he often suffered losses in the hands of this guy.

Buqing and unwilling to nod almost with red eyes.

Then Luo Qingping was satisfied and divided the amount of sour soup and slippery meat.

Cheng Zixuan, who was holding a bowl of soup, looked at Luo Qingping, who was happily eating sour soup and slippery meat, and his resentment turned into a ball.

The interaction between the two also made the two of them amuse themselves.

"Why try this stir-fried fish, it tastes good." Seeing that his son was holding the soup bowl and refused to show his grievance, Mrs. Cheng felt sorry for him, but who told her to give birth to her? The stupid foodie must also spoil her.

His eyes fell on the fried fish, and Cheng Zixuan's eyes sterned, and he picked up the chopsticks without saying a word.

Damn, if he didn't have hallucinations, he had just eaten this meal for less than half a quarter of an hour, why was the most of the fried fish lost?

This time, Luo Qingping became smart. After eating some stir-fried fish, he quietly extended his chopsticks to the duck blood vermicelli.

When a piece of duck blood entered the mouth, his eyes lit up suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, the speed of the chopsticks became shadowless chopsticks.

"What are you doing--" Cheng Zixuan, as a foodie, first reacted.

“…”

Then, he did not receive any response from Luo Qingping.

There are actually responses, that is, the speed of eating duck blood vermicelli is faster.

"Dad, mom, sister, eat this duck blood vermicelli quickly, otherwise you will be eaten by A Luo." After saying that, he joined the battle of duck blood vermicelli with red eyes.

No one spoke in the entire box, and some were the sounds of talented people. From time to time, Cheng Tongzhi and Luo Tong scolded the brat and were unfilial, and other times they were the sounds of eating.

Then, in less than two quarters of an hour, the fried fish, sour soup and duck blood vermicelli were "destroyed".

Looking at the empty plate, I looked at each other with a few eyes, and then unconsciously reached out and touched my stomach. I was having a great time eating, but it seemed that I was not enough.

After swallowing his saliva, Principal Luo Tong now believed what his colleagues said. This fresh pill is simply poisonous and has a moderate price. For people with family backgrounds, they can go to eat it from time to time. For officials who have no family background and are waiting for their salary to eat, that is torture. I don’t know when I can arrange my meals for the next meal.

"Or, go and ask the kitchen, can you add another dish we ate just now?" Cheng Tongzhi heard his son say on the way to come that the table of dishes was specially reserved today. This is indeed a test. Even if he is a Tongzhi, he cannot use his official position to oppress others. Moreover, his son seems to be familiar with the owner of this restaurant, so he can make an exception to let them book a table of dishes that have not yet been officially launched.

"I'll try it." After swallowing, Cheng Zixuan nodded with difficulty, and stood up with a faint hope in his heart.

Luo Qingping sat obediently on the chair this time without moving, watching Cheng Zixuan leave alone.

As soon as the person left, he immediately became active, picked up the chopsticks and looked at everyone with a smile, "Did you ignore what the main business of this new product pavilion is?"

"The red and beautiful pot bottom tastes too strong, I think I may not be able to eat it." After rubbing my stomach, Mrs. Cheng felt that the pot bottom was too spicy when she was older, and she was afraid that it would be bad if she had a stomachache the next day.

"Yes, this red pot tastes too spicy. I looked at the clear soup with little water. It was not as rich as the sour soup and slippery meat I just now." Mrs. Luo also nodded in agreement, looking at the empty sour soup and slippery meat soup basin, her eyes full of disappointment.

"Actually, I think it's still possible to try it." Cheng Tongzhi has been here several times, but he likes the spicy bottom here very much. He may think it tastes too spicy for the first time, but he can get used to it after eating a few more bites. Now he is not spicy enough, and the dishes at home feel no taste. Today, he has a big appetite.

There was also the judge Luo Tong who picked up the chopsticks. He had never been here before. He had only heard of it. Anyway, the few dishes just now had completely conquered his stomach. There were no other dishes now, so it would be nice to try this hot pot.

"Hey, why is there meat in the bottom of the pot today?" Cheng Ziqing was the first to find that there was meat in the bottom of the pot.

Luo Qingying immediately picked up a piece and put it in her mouth first.

The eyes of the others fell on her, as if they were observing her expression.

Luo Qingying didn't say a word, and was speechless for a while, but she stretched out her chopsticks several times.

"I think, don't look at it or ask, just try it." Looking at my sister's appearance, her eyes, her bloodlines are connected and her age is similar, and her intuition tells Luo Qingping that the meat in the bottom of the pot must taste excellent.

"How does it taste?" Mrs. Cheng was healthy, but she was anxious to death when she saw her nephew and nieces eating so happily.

"It's delicious, it's better to try it, Madam." Seeing his wife's impatience, Cheng Tongzhi quickly stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a piece of meat. After a while, he suddenly widened his eyes and turned to his wife. How could there be such delicious meat in this world?

Then, the shadowless chopsticks came again.

Cheng Zixuan shook his head and came back, but saw the scene of frequent chopsticks stretching into the pot in the box and eating very hotly.
Chapter completed!