As for the soup, I ordered pork hamstring and eucommia soup from Fujian cuisine.

Have you ordered five of the eight major Chinese cuisines?

Is this simpler?

Look at Wei Qiaoying again, with a frown on her face.

With the little money you bring, what is enough for you to eat?

Zhu Ruichuan hadn't finished speaking yet: "As for wine, just get some Shaoxing rice wine and make do with it."

Seeing that Zhu Yanni could bear it no longer, Meng Shaoyuan quickly said: "Manager Xu, tell Manager Ge to serve the food as Mr. Zhu said!"

"Yes Yes!"

…

"About five pounds of grass carp? Xiangxi rapeseed? Where can I get it?"

Manager Ge shouted loudly: "No more service, no more service. When I came yesterday, the old man said he was tired and wanted to drink Mongolian mutton soup. I worked hard to get the cook to make it. This old man drank

After taking a bite, the soup and the bowl were thrown out. It's not authentic and it's not authentic Mongolian mutton. Hey, I can get Mongolian mutton!"

"Calm down, calm down."

Xu Chengbo hurriedly persuaded: "Don't we just look at Zhu Yanni's face? Don't forget, this is Boss Meng's future father-in-law. Find a way, find a way, it doesn't matter if the price is a little expensive, I will pay for it all."

After saying that, he sighed: "No matter how hard it is for you, just cooking a few dishes while I serve this uncle, that's really miserable. You said, he is in such a state of desolation, and he has no airs at all."

Throw it. Make him tea, and the water temperature is slightly higher or lower, but he is not satisfied. Come on, bear with it, bear with it."

"I'm afraid he still doesn't know about the relationship between Boss Meng and Zhu Yanni, right?"

"I don't know. I don't even know the identities of Boss Meng and Zhu Yanni. There will probably be a showdown today. Well, this will make our Boss Meng suffer a lot."

…

"Go and make me some good tea."

Zhu Ruichuan took out a paper bag from his body and opened it carefully.

Meng Shaoyuan took a curious look.

What? It’s just some broken tea leaves.

"This is a serious Xinyang Maojian."

Zhu Ruichuan said proudly: "You don't think it's Suimozi, but do you know its origin? It was given to me personally by Mr. Xiao Shi during the Chinese New Year. Mr. Xiao Shi, do you know who Boss Meng is?"

Meng Shaoyuan shook his head in confusion.

"He was the postal associate of the Qing Dynasty and was summoned by the emperor." Zhu Ruichuan showed off there: "How many people admire him and ask for a visit but are not allowed to see him, but he likes me, a junior, and lets me know every now and then.

Go to his place and chat with him for a while, and never forget to reward me with some rare things when you leave."

"Come on."

Zhu Yanni will never give her father face again: "Every time you go to see him, which time do you come empty-handed? During the Chinese New Year the year before last, you pawned my mother's jewelry, bought elbows, and brought wine to see him. This old thing is good,

Give you a pair of chopsticks, why don’t you even think about the fact that the emperor rewarded him with a pair of broken chopsticks?"

"you you……"

Zhu Ruichuan blushed with anger.

"Just those broken chopsticks, no one wants them even if they are thrown on the ground. What else do you want from Xinyang Maojian? Just this little bit of tea leaves, I can find them everywhere in my office."

"I'm so angry. I'm so angry."

"Yanni, why are you talking like that?" Wei Qiaoying quickly winked at her daughter: "After all, he is your father."
Chapter completed!