For a meal, the two families ate in the private room as if they were fighting.

"Waiter, send some food." Cheng Zixuan ran to the door and shouted at the waiter.

"Should you wait, dear guests." Then the waiter's footsteps went further and further.

In just half a quarter of an hour, the waiter returned to the door of the private room and reached out to knock on the door. Cheng Zixuan hurried to the door and opened the door. He looked at a wooden barrel holding outside and frowned slightly, "Is this?"

"This is a stewed pot rice. The owner said that Mr. Cheng, you ordered only four people's meals. You didn't prepare enough ingredients, so you specially stuffed a pot of stewed pot rice that the shop had never sold before..." The female waiter was very eloquent, and the general idea was to tell Cheng Zixuan that in order to entertain the four additional guests of our Xinpin Pavilion, we even took out the stewed pot rice that was not sold in the store to entertain you.

Sure enough, the people in the box also heard this.

Cheng Tongzhi and Luo Tongzong couldn't help laughing, and at the same time they were full of expectations for the stewed pot rice in the small wooden bucket that Cheng Zixuan brought in.

Serve a bowl on each.

Those who have eaten it, such as Cheng Ziqing and Luo Qingying, are more reserved. The others who have eaten this rice for the first time are not so calm. Then, a bucket of stewed rice will naturally be empty in an instant.

Fortunately, Chaole made a lot of stewed pot rice, so it was enough to fill it.

After putting down the chopsticks, Cheng Luo and his family were already slumped on the chair.

"I feel that my demeanor is in vain." Mrs. Cheng's family's scholarly family has a very good family style since she was a child, and she has never made any mistakes in her life. However, today, she missed the shortfall because of this delicious meal.

"My fat has become white." Mrs. Luo also sighed. His parents are ordinary farmers, and their father and brother are hunters. She has a big appetite since she was a child. Later, she married and had a child and lived a life of moisturizing and fatter day by day.

I went to see the doctor some time ago, but the doctor told her to let her lose weight. But today I ate such delicious food and if I can't eat it because of losing weight in the future, she feels that she shouldn't have her life. After all, food is more important.

After resting for a while, the two families sat on the chairs and drank the chrysanthemum clear fire tea and hawthorn digestive tea that Jiang Ling brought them.

"Boss Jiang, why is the pot we eat today different from the past?" Cheng Zixuan saw Jiang Ling coming up and asked quickly.

Jiang Ling personally cut off the fruit plate and brought it up. The treatment of the official family to have a meal is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary people. After all, the world is inseparable from the same roots. Fighting good deals with the official family is what businessmen need the most, and it can avoid a lot of troubles.

Hearing this, Jiang Ling looked at everyone with a secret look, her lips curled slightly, and her eyes were filled with smiles. It seemed that she was very satisfied with this supper.

He didn't hide it, and said directly: "The table ordered by the young master today is all the ones we ordered in the kitchen."

"We are lucky today." Luo Qingping followed what Zixuan wanted to say and sighed with a smile.

"Son, didn't you say that you are here to invite you Uncle Cheng's family?" Luo Tong put down the hawthorn tea and looked at his son with a smile. He used to think that his son likes to eat but is not doing his job. His wife is a farmer in his family. His son finally had a promising future and was able to pass the imperial examination. He could not delay eating. But at this moment, Luo Tong thought that his son's hobby was particularly good.

Such a good taste, I really want to try it every day.

His own father spoke, and Luo Qingping, who had the intention, immediately turned his eyes and fell on Jiang Ling beside him.

Subconsciously taking a step back, Jiang Ling felt danger.

"Don't, Boss Jiang, everyone is friends. Cheng Zixuan has ordered a table today. How can we be so embarrassed to have sex today? I will ask me to order a table tomorrow to express my gratitude to Uncle Cheng and his family." Luo Qingping looked at Jiang Ling's eyes and intuitously guessed the other party's thoughts. It's not possible. He was nervous and unconsciously reached out and grabbed Jiang Ling's sleeve.

"Boss Jiang, we are also friends." Luo Qingping blinked his eyes and tried hard to pretend to be pitiful.

He was stunned for a moment, gritted his teeth and tried to break away from Luo Qingping's hand, but his sleeves were almost removed and could not be pulled away.

She sighed, looked at Luo Qingping who was looking at her pitiful eyes in front of her, and gritted her teeth. In another case, she felt that she could even reach out to slap this person. She was so shameless and ugly, so she looked more elegant than Cheng Zixuan.

"Ahem - A Luo, let's talk well." Luo Qingying sitting next to her couldn't stand her brother's silly appearance. The scholar's fame and fortune is expected to be the example of the children of the official family in the city, why is it so shameless today?

Yes, it's shameless.

Although Luo Qingying felt that describing her younger brother in this way was not very kind, she looked like this at this moment.

"...I won't let it go, Boss Jiang hasn't agreed to me yet." When he said this, he heard the sound of getting the sour soup and slippery meat. He felt hungry again inexplicably. He suddenly glanced at the bottom of the clear soup pot and turned to look at Jiang Ling, "Boss Jiang——"

"Okay, okay, so I'll go down and ask our boss first, how about it?" Then he continued: "After all, it's not my chef. I agree and I won't do these things. I don't have to agree to the boss."

Blinking, he actually wanted to say something else.

But I didn't expect such a divine turning point.

The curve of Luo Qingping's mouth became increasingly uncontrollable, and finally burst into laughter.

"Son shouldn't be stupid, right?" Mrs. Luo next to her was a little confused. It was obvious that the boy from the Cheng family had such a stupid time. Why did her smart son do this too early? She couldn't help but look at Cheng Zixuan, it would be contagious.

"Let go-away-" Looking down at the hand still holding her cuffs, Jiang Ling was already a little angry. So what if Tongzhi and Tongzong are there, it has to be reasonable. What's more, her part-time hot pot job in Xianpin Pavilion is now famous and spread across the prefecture, which makes her angry and prosperous again.

"Son--" Mrs. Luo could no longer help but reach out to pull her son.

Looking at Jiang Ling's eyes trembled slightly, then suddenly came back to his senses, and quickly turned his head to look at her mother, feeling guilty, feeling that her hand was held and broken by a soft hand, and she immediately turned her head and landed on the white and tender hand.

"Young Master Jiang, if you don't let go, I don't guarantee whether the boss is still there." He pointed out the window, "After all, the sky is over."

My heart trembled, and I suddenly felt relieved and let go. Seeing Jiang Ling turning around and leaving, Luo Qingping hurriedly said: "Boss Jiang, can you give us another slippery meat..."

"Today's ingredients--"

As soon as he heard this, he realized that there was something wrong with his words. Luo Qingping quickly corrected it, "No, you can take some raw slippery meat and let's cook it in hot pot."

"Yes, my son is still smart." Mrs. Luo reached out and slapped her son's forehead, her face full of surprise. I didn't eat enough sour soup and slippery meat, so it would be nice to eat some slippery meat in hot pot.
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