My host knocks cute

Chapter 1008 His Majesty the Emperor Aijia (9)

In the city, there are all kinds of shops lined up on both sides of the street, and the shouts of the vendors and the performances of the roadside acrobatic troupe are all mixed together.

People come and go, and people noticed that a small restaurant opened on the West Street of Beijing. It is said that three days before the opening, no matter how much money you spend, every table will give away a signature dish in the restaurant.

When everyone heard it, they went over to join in the fun.

Before I walked into the store, I could already smell a mouth-watering fragrance on the street.

"It smells so good... What is this cooking? I'm so hungry." Passerby A.

"It seems to have come from that store, let's go and have a look!" Passerby B said.

The store they were talking about was the new store on West Street.

But when they arrived in front of the store, they were stopped by the clerk in the store. A lot of people stood outside waiting, but no one complained.

The later people didn't know the situation, so they asked the people in front what they were doing.

"Brother, why can't you enter the shop when it's opened?"

The man replied: "Oh, just now the boss inside said that because she came from another place, she didn't know if her cooking skills would suit the appetite of the people in the capital, so she decided to cook a few special dishes on the spot. eat!"

"for free?"

"No money, the boss said it!"

"Where is that man?"

"Here, in there, you are too short to see."

The person who asked the question couldn't wait to see what was going on inside, and wanted to know what the person who could fry such a delicious smell looked like, so he ran across the street.

I borrowed a table from someone and stepped on it to watch.

Through layers of crowds, there is a "long table" behind a row of mistresses.

There was a round hole in the middle of the "long table", and a fire was radiating out. A pot was placed on top of the fire, and a white hand was holding the handle of the pot.

Holding the spatula in the other hand, he was turning over the vegetables in the pan.

The fragrance I smelled earlier must have come from that pot.

Looking up, there is a white apron with some oil stains, and then there is the same white neck.

Further up, is a square of white face towel.

The man was stunned when his eyes fixed on the tassel earrings beside his ears.

The owner of this restaurant is actually a woman!
"Bah..."

The last dish was out of the pot, Su Qingyu asked Xiao Er to put ten dishes on the table at the door, took off her apron, and walked over.

"My family's name is Su Liu, thank you all for visiting my Liuchun Pavilion. Please also give Liu Er a good taste to see if it suits everyone's appetite, please."

Su Qingyu moved away, and the waiter behind him had already arranged the dishes, distributed chopsticks to everyone present, and asked them to line up to taste the dishes.

Usually, people are curious about the newly opened store, but they don't know whether the consumption is high or the taste is good, so there will be few people who patronize it.

That's why Su Qingyu came up with this method, using free food to attract everyone, and then hooking their stomachs with excellent taste.

Anyway, Su Qingyu is not short of money, and opening a restaurant is just for fun and entertainment.

"Mmm! Delicious! Definitely the best braised taro I've ever eaten in my life."

"It tastes... so good!"

Everyone who had eaten the dishes made by Su Qingyu was full of praise.

Seeing that Su Qingyu had achieved his goal, he asked Xiaoer to invite them in to sit down and eat slowly.

(End of this chapter)