The county magistrate changed his career to selling private vegetables and sold them out

Chapter 191
Fu's carriage drove through several streets in Yuzhou City, but they couldn't find an inn where they could stay. They asked to downgrade from spacious upper rooms to ordinary upper rooms, and then from ordinary upper rooms to ordinary guest rooms. There was not a single room.

Cheng was so depressed that he simply found a relatively quiet restaurant to eat while waiting for the servants in the mansion to bring back news from the mansion.

Although this restaurant is quiet, the taste of the food is really mediocre. Cheng put down his chopsticks before taking a few bites, with a long face.

The eldest maid, Bizhu, became more and more angry as she thought about it, and while pinching Cheng's shoulders, she said angrily, "It is said that the Jiang family's private kitchen is the best in Yuzhou, but I didn't expect a woman surnamed Jiang to be so ungrateful. Even my wife turned me away, it's too hateful!"

Cheng's face became more and more ugly, and he snorted coldly: "An ignorant country woman, can you expect her to know etiquette? She's just a lowly concubine, and she's not a serious lady, so why bother?"

The blue beads should be murmuring, but a pair of nimble eyeballs kept turning.

Mother Cheng was silent, and said: "Madam, after all, the woman surnamed Jiang gave birth to the young son, and the eldest son is more protective of their mother and child. It is better to be tactful. Don't hurt you and the eldest son's mother and child." Affection."

When Cheng thought about it, she was right. The purpose of her coming to Yuzhou was to bring her grandson back. If that woman knows how to advance and retreat, she can also take a step back and let Yuan'er take her into the mansion.

Bizhu lowered her head slightly, and gave her a cold look where Madam Cheng couldn't see.

After waiting for more than an hour, the attendants of the mansion hurried over to report, saying that the eldest son went to the fair with the prefect, and they couldn't come back for a while, so they had to keep someone there to wait for the eldest son to come back.

There was no charcoal fire in the lobby of the restaurant, and the cold wind blew in from the door, making Cheng shiver from the cold.

Seeing this, Mother Cheng persuaded gently: "Ma'am, let's go to Jiang's store and wait for the eldest son. Before it's time to eat, let's book a table first and sit down to eat something warm. Slowly wait for the eldest son to come back, okay?"

Cheng's whole body was frozen, and without thinking about it, she nodded in accordance with Madam Cheng's words.

A group of people drove to Jiang's private kitchen.

Just after [-]:[-] am, someone in the store is already booking a seat.

The waiter at the door was still the waiter at noon, he smiled politely and said, "Welcome, do you have a reserved seat?"

Cheng said coldly: "No!"

The waiter smiled brighter, made a gesture of invitation, and asked the guest as he walked in: "Do you want a private room or a private room in the lobby? Is it a buffet, a hot pot, or a stir-fry? Do you want to order from the menu or by yourself?" We recommend for you?"

Mrs. Cheng was silent, and turned her head to Nanny Cheng.

Mother Cheng thought for a while, and said, "Please prepare a spacious box for my wife, so what... hot pot... You bring all the menus, let my wife choose by herself!"

"Good guest, this way please!"

In the box, Cheng looked at the spacious and bright room, finally let out a sigh of satisfaction, and sat down on a row of orange benches with backrests.

This sitting startled her.

The chair is actually soft!Softer and more comfortable than the mink fur cushion she had in the house!
She touched the sofa curiously, and slowly leaned on the backrest, the cushions were also soft!
So soft and warm, so comfortable!

"The style here is quite different from other places, Madam Cheng, touch this chair!" Cheng couldn't help but say.

Mother Cheng touched it and sighed, "It's actually softer than an animal skin cushion!"

The waiter lit the candles inside and said with a smile: "This is a sofa designed by our boss, there is no one who doesn't like it. Guests, please wait for a while, the tea and menu will be delivered soon."

As soon as the words were finished, another waiter brought hot tea and four thick menus.

"This cup is caramel milk tea, this cup is green tea, and the other cup is flower and fruit tea, please take it slowly." The waiter put down the tea and retreated outside the door.

Under normal circumstances, the waiter would not serve three cups of different teas to the guests, but Cheng's combination is a bit special, one master and two servants, it seems that they are not people who can eat at the same table.

In order not to neglect the guests, the waiter had to prepare three cups of tea, but in order to highlight Cheng's status, she could not be allowed to drink the same tea as the two servants, so the waiter thought of this method.

Cheng's eyes turned around on the three teacups of different colors. He first chose the fruit tea with the most beautiful color and took a few sips. He picked up the caramel milk tea and took a sip, holding it tightly in his hand.

During the period, she looked at the fruit tea with some hesitation, and finally said decisively and kindly: "Try these two cups of tea too, they taste good!"

Bizhu happily thanked his wife, and took away the cup of fruit tea.

Madam Cheng bowed her knees and gave a blessing, then turned around and picked up the remaining green tea.

Madam Cheng put down the teacup after taking two sips, and said, "Madam, let's order first, you haven't eaten much all day!"

Only then did Cheng remember to order.

When she opened the beautifully crafted menu, she was stunned.

These strange-looking marine species are arranged in red, red and white on a plate. They look good, but are they really for people to eat?

Also, there are only two soups in such a big pot, can they cook it by themselves?
But these stir-fried dishes...the name has never been heard, and I have never seen it before. It seems that they have an appetite.

Cheng went through all the menus, and his brows became tighter and tighter.

Madam Cheng asked suspiciously, "Ma'am, what's the matter?"

Cheng would never say that she hadn't seen, heard, or eaten, but pretended to push the menu out casually, saying: "Xiao Er, come here!"

The waiter who was waiting outside knocked on the door and came in.

He glanced at Cheng, and said with a pleasant smile: "Guest, is the dish ready? Do you need me to recommend it for you?"

Cheng noblely tapped the tea stains on the corners of her lips with a handkerchief, and said: "My lady likes sweets, but the taste should not be too bland. If there are any special dishes in the shop, I will make a few and bring them up." Bar."

The waiter smiled and nodded yes, and then asked: "For three people, I will serve you a mandarin duck hot pot, a squirrel mandarin fish, a spicy crab, and a pipa tofu. I don't know what Madam would like?"

Cheng didn't understand, but still nodded proudly.

Soon, the hot pot was served. The mandarin duck hot pot was served with several exquisite hot dishes, a platter of beef, mutton and pork, a platter of seafood, and three plates of vegetables.

The waiter gave a detailed introduction to how to eat hot pot, and then retreated.

After the soup in the pot was boiled, the aroma permeated the entire private room, and the glutton in Cheng's stomach instantly awakened.

(End of this chapter)