The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Yangtze Hotel.

Li Feng had never heard of it, but Lao Ge could tell it from beginning to end.

According to him, the Yangtze Hotel in Jinling City is very good. It is said to be an old hotel and half of the history of MG.

Seeing the chopsticks in his hands, Li Feng looked at him with some suspicion. Could it be that he went on a mission there?

Looking at the windows in the hall, they are indeed very retro in shape. The window glass is covered with rice-shaped grids, with red and blue decorative lines, and beige patterns on the edges. It looks like those in old Shanghai. A tone.

Almost every table was full of people. Small wine cups and copper pots for shabu-shabu mutton, braised and cut platters were delivered to each table by waiters wearing bright red cheongsams. The scene was so lively.

Coupled with the various dialects around, I can more or less understand it. Compared with the restaurant on the first floor of the Palace Hotel, it feels like living in my hometown.

If it weren't for the occasional foreigners passing by on the street, Li Feng would have felt like he was home.

"Hello, Nong's Zuo Zongtang chicken~!"

The warm and hospitable waiter, with a bright smile on his lips, spoke to Li Feng and his friends in Wu Nong's soft language.

"Isn't this just Kung Pao Chicken? Yes, even the name changed when we went overseas~!"

Lao Ge, who was opposite, looked at the diced chicken, cashew nuts, and green and red peppers on the plate. He shook his head with a smile, poked it with chopsticks, and signaled Li Feng to try it quickly.

Li Feng didn't care about eating chicken first, but like a country bumpkin, he was still looking around (observation). He glanced sideways at the high slit of the cheongsam, feeling that it was a little too high.

Fortunately, we were outside. If we wore this at home, we might get drowned by the neighbors' spitballs.

"I don't know. In foreign countries, foreigners don't know about Kung Pao Chicken. Is the method spread here from NY?"

He knocked the dinner tray on the table, probably because he saw Lao Ge making a fuss. The waitress put her hands on the tray and explained to him.

"Crack~!"

"Oops~!"

"Hahaha, little Jasmine, the flesh on your butt has grown again, hahahaha~!"

Sure enough, Li Feng hadn't thought about it for a few seconds when he heard a loud slap and a girl's exclamation. Listening to the familiar tone, it seemed that he was not in a hotel, but in a shopping mall.

"you……!"

Looking up, he saw the scene of hooligans playing a few tables away. Li Feng couldn't help but shook his head and looked at the pitiful waiter, holding the tray behind him. He wanted to say something, but bit his lower lip and dared not say it. look

"It hurts. Your Brother Feng is a little stronger. If it hurts, Brother Feng will rub it for you. I promise you it won't hurt and you will feel comfortable~!"

"Hahaha~!"

After he finished speaking, not only did he throw his head back and laugh wildly, but even the people at his table also laughed.

Originally, because of the person-high partition, Li Feng could only hear the greasy voice of the old pervert over there. Only when he stood up and rubbed his hands did he really see the true face of Lushan.

Yeah, she looks so horny that she is really pretty. All she needs to do is mark her face as a pervert. Li Feng looked at the little girl who looked like she was only ten years old. This surnamed Feng is so cute. All of them can be fathers.

"Oh~, Mr. Feng~~, you know how to bully Jasmine, how old is she? If you try to show off to others, I won't have anyone to help with the dishes, so I won't obey~!"

The waiter who was introducing the dishes to Lao Ge just now seemed to know the man surnamed Feng very well. Maybe he was used to this kind of scene. He pulled the little sister who was about to cry behind him and blocked her with a sweet smile. In front of him, he grabbed his arms with both hands and tried to persuade him.

His voice was completely different from when he introduced the dishes just now. It was sweet and a bit cloying, and it felt like Luo Yuyin was forced out of his throat.

Although his appearance was average, his sweet voice was still acceptable. After comforting Old Feng, he turned around and pointed at Li Feng's table and gestured to Jasmine.

"Hurry and go to the kitchen. There is another dish on the table over there. It will be out of the pot soon. Bring it over quickly~!"

"Lan Xiang, you still speak nicely, but what do you mean by asking Jasmine to serve food to others?"

"Oh, Brother Feng, I just wanted to come here, who knew that she would be the first to come...~!"

The surrounding diners seemed not to be surprised. They might have raised their heads to pay attention when they heard the commotion, but when they saw the one standing up, they all lowered their heads in unison to eat and drink.

"It's rotten, it's rotten, it only has a name, but no god~!"

Lao Ge picked up a cashew nut and crunched it in his mouth. At this time, Lao Ge was a little uninterested. He had just told Li Feng how famous and high-end this signboard was. In the blink of an eye, a small incident completely destroyed his elegance and elegance. .

How could a person like this little brat enter the door of Jinling in the first place? Let alone take action, even if he flirts with her, he probably won't be able to get out of that door.

"It sounds like the two families are owned by the same boss~!"

“The original boss of Jinling was a Gauls, and after his death, people from Britain continued to run the business~!”

Lao Ge made Li Feng speechless with just one sentence. Now he was convinced. He was born more than ten years earlier than him, and he also came from the world. His previous dynasty had more knowledge than he did. That was normal.     "A little bit sour and sweet~!"

After taking a bite of the chicken, Li Feng couldn't find anything good about it. According to what he had eaten in restaurants before, Kung Pao chicken should be salty and fresh. Now, it can't be said that it doesn't taste good, but Li Feng may not be used to it.

"It's good to be able to eat hometown food. It's cooked after all. The steak is so bloody bad that I really can't eat it~!"

It might suit Lao Ge's taste. Anyway, he was already familiar with Li Feng, and the four outside hadn't eaten yet, so he hurriedly dug into his rice bowl and started eating.

Only Li Feng looked curiously at the building leading to the second floor. The "Master Feng" who was so impressive just now could only sit in the hall to eat. What kind of person should be able to go up to the second floor.

"Hello, your persimmon scrambled eggs~!"

Not long after, the girl named Jasmine came to serve Li Feng and the others, carrying a dinner tray and avoiding the corridor on the side of "Mr. Feng".

"Well, it's no problem to eat this sweet and sour one~!"

Looking at the golden eggs and red tomatoes, Li Feng's appetite came up. He looked at the little girl curiously, then he followed Lao Ge's example, picked up the dishes, poured the soup into the bowl, and mixed it happily. mix.

"No, shouldn't the tomato scrambled eggs be sour and sweet? Why, they turned into salty?"

Li Feng was overjoyed too early. After mixing the golden soup, he took a mouthful of rice and immediately felt mixed flavors.

The little girl who had just turned around holding the tray may have heard Li Feng's complaints. After pursing her lips, she put the tray behind her, brushed her hair, and said sheepishly.

"You can't buy white vinegar here. The chef Erzao in the kitchen is from Shandong cuisine. He usually makes salty dishes. Maybe your accent is from the north, so...!"

At this moment, Li Feng was suddenly confused. Is the capital city in the south or the north? In the land of Qilu, is it better to eat salty tomato scrambled eggs? What is the difference between eating sweet tofu nao?

"What about this?"

Li Feng poked General Tso's chicken with his chopsticks. Isn't it sweet and sour?

"General Tso's chicken is made in one stove. In order to suit the appetite of foreigners, persimmon sauce is added, so...!"

The little girl blinked her eyes and lowered her head quickly when she saw the guest staring directly at her. She might be a little embarrassed.

"What else did you order?"

Gao Gaoxing came to do market research. From the main city, he almost reached the southeastern suburbs. As a result, Li Feng's scalp went numb after eating both dishes. He directly turned his attention to the initiator, Lao Ge, who came first to occupy the table and order. .

"No, just these two. I think two dishes are enough. Why, this thing doesn't suit your taste either?"

Lao Ge didn't look guilty at all. Seeing Li Feng dumbfounded, he unceremoniously picked up the dish and shoveled it into his bowl. He even twirled his chopsticks after eating, which made Li Feng laugh angrily.

"I smell the smell of roast duck. Here's a roast duck. Here's a whole roast duck~!"

I couldn't argue with Lao Ge anymore, and Li Feng had already laid it out. After all, I still had a beautiful knife. I couldn't lose anything but my belly. I hadn't eaten this for a long time. If I couldn't finish it, I could pack up a few steamed buns and take them back to Lao Mu and the others to try.

"Crack~!"

"I let you have a drink with me to give you face. You are the one carrying the plate, but you still give me a bad look~!"

Just after I managed to take two mouthfuls of rice, I heard the sound of slaps again, which was much clearer than before.

Unexpectedly, Lan Xiang, who had just placed Jasmine at Li Feng's table, stood beside the table in panic with her face covered.

Seeing the young lady from Shanghai, her originally fair face became swollen, and now she no longer looked as full of dust as before.

"Sister Lan~!"

"If she doesn't drink, you do. If you drink this cup, if you don't drink today, I'll go find you to drink at night~!"

It's Mr. Feng again just now. He is shouting very ferociously now, and he has completed the transformation from a playboy to an evil force in an instant.

Jasmine, who turned to go to the kitchen to add roast duck, did not escape at this time. She just went up and took Sister Lan's arm to take her away, but she was also intercepted. It was like a calabash baby saving grandpa, and sent her away one after another.

No, listening to the movement below, another person ran down the stairs.

"Boss Feng, why are you so angry today? Come on, come on, I'll pay you one, and you have to serve the guests. Master Dong doesn't allow them to drink~!"

"Cang Dang Dang~!"

The female manager who came forward had not picked up the wine cup in her hand, but "Mr. Feng" snatched it away and threw it to the ground, causing the wine to spread all over the floor.

"Manager Song, don't use anyone to pressure me. Looking at the entire Chinatown, who dares to touch me, Feng Wanshan~!" (End of Chapter)