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Chapter 197 Daydreaming
Sheng Yitian followed Zhang Twelve to the outside of the headquarters of Lu's Restaurant, looked at the grand appearance of the restaurant, and thought in his heart: This kid seems to be quite sincere, and the restaurant is good...

Will you be soft when you hit him later?

Hmph, absolutely not!
Thinking of Zhang Twelve's annoying smiling face, Sheng Yitian panicked, and would have to beat him up later!
But what he didn't know was that since he and Zhang Twelve came out of Wang's house, he jumped into the big hole Zhang Twelve dug for him step by step, and now he probably won't be able to climb out...

As soon as he entered the restaurant, he saw that it was Zhang Twelve who had turned back again. Shopkeeper Lu greeted him with a smile: "General Zhang——"

"Oh, long time no see Shopkeeper Lu!"

Zhang Twelve quickly interrupted him, winking.

If Sheng Yitian knew his identity as a general right now, it would probably scare him to the ground. Where's the fun in slapping his face?

That would be no fun!

So he quickly stopped shopkeeper Lu's words.

Shopkeeper Lu at least had a few scenes with Zhang Twelve, understood Zhang Twelve's meaning at a glance, smiled knowingly, and said, "Mr. Zhang, you haven't come for a long time. What's wrong with you today?" You came out? Hey, this one looks strange, I don't know which young man it is?"

Shopkeeper Lu saw that Zhang Twelve had come with this man, but deliberately concealed his identity. He already had some concerns in his heart, so he asked.

Hearing his words, Zhang Twelve was overjoyed, thinking that he was still a good old man, and he knew everything with just one look. It was so comfortable to cooperate with!
"Treasurer Lu, this is the young master of the Taizhou prefect's family, and there is only one day left for the young master!"

"Wow! Mr. Leftover? You are welcome from far away, you are welcome from far away. Mr. Leftover comes to my shop, the shop is really full of splendor!"

Shopkeeper Lu acted sincerely, Cheng Yitian didn't doubt that he was there, on the contrary, he was already a little smug, and his heart was full of pride.

"Since shopkeeper Lu knows about it, then arrange for us the biggest and best wing room! Good wine and good food will be served - our Mr. Zuo is not short of money, even if you bring all the food from your store, Mr. Zuo won't blink Take a look! Do you think so, Young Master Leftover?"

Zhang Twelve said it with a righteous face, as if Sheng Yitian is so arrogant that he is also very honorable!
Looking at Sheng Yitian again, his face is almost green: What do you mean I am not short of money, and I deliver all the dishes in the store?I am not a pig, how can I eat so much?Besides, my money is not scraped!
But seeing Zhang Twelve's way of building up momentum for him, he didn't say much, and nodded with a smile, as if to say: He's right, brother is rich...

The shopkeeper looks very shrewd, so he shouldn't be able to deliver all the dishes, right?

Sheng Yitian thought so...

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After entering the private room, only two people walked in. As for the servants brought by Sheng Yitian and the officials, they stayed outside the door. Sheng Yitian had already explained that they would throw bowls later, and if they couldn't agree with him , don't blame him for being cruel...

The two of them sat down, and Xiao Er started to serve the food, very fast...

When No. 16 dishes were served, Sheng Yitian couldn't hold back any longer, and the waiter who held onto Chuancai asked, "Why are there so many dishes? There are only two of us!"

"Huh? I don't know either? The shopkeeper said you ordered it!"

Xiaoer pretended to be confused, but Sheng Yitian was even more confused than him, and was very angry: "Call me your shopkeeper!"

Zhang Twelve lowered his head happily: Let you pretend, let you be struck by lightning!
Not long after, Shopkeeper Lu trotted in. Seeing the angry Sheng Yitian, he smiled and said, "Young Master Leftover, what's your dissatisfaction?"

"look by youself!"

As he said that, Sheng Yitian pointed angrily at the pile of vegetables that was piled up like a hill, with a look of anger on his face.

"Oh, Mr. Leftover, don't worry, this is still being made, don't be too slow, all the other dishes will be served later!"

Shopkeeper Lu continued to smile, with a harmless look on his face.

"........."

But Sheng Yitian was about to explode with anger, and there were almost twenty dishes for Ma Wei, just the two of them, what did they eat?Don't you see that this table can't fit?Return Nima?Are you out of your mind?

"You, you, you... see for yourself, who made you go to so many?"

"Isn't Mr. Leftover himself, saying that you are not short of money, and serve all the dishes... This is the first time we have received such a prominent guest as Mr. Leftover, and the whole restaurant is very attentive from top to bottom. No, the dishes are almost the same. It's... Could it be that Mr. Leftover doesn't want it anymore?"

The meaning of this is that the dishes are all prepared for you, if you can’t serve them, you can figure it out...

"Shopkeeper Lu, it's your fault. What do you mean by that? Could it be that we have no money for the leftover son? Just squeeze out a little bit from between our teeth, and it's enough for your restaurant's expenses for half a month." ! Are you right, Young Master Leftover?”

Zhang Twelve continued to "support" Sheng Yitian.

"Hehe... That's natural... This little money... It's nothing to worry about..."

To save face and suffer, describing Sheng Yitian at this moment is not wrong at all.

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Shopkeeper Lu stepped back, and the dishes were still being served one by one. When the last dish was served, all the dishes were piled up on the table as high as a hill. Although Zhang Twelve and Sheng Yitian were sitting opposite each other, At this moment, I can't even see the other party...

I can't see better, but I just have more appetite!

I don't know if it was specially prepared by the second child, but the dishes in front of Zhang Twelve were his favorite dishes, so he threw his shoulders away and ate it...

On the other hand, Sheng Yitian stared at the piles of plates and hills, without any appetite at all...

This will cost me a few months of pocket money...

After a while, Zhang Twelve was full, and Sheng Yitian, who was opposite him, didn't take a bite, but he was also full, full of energy...

He yawned, thinking about being full—no, it's easy to get sleepy when he's full. Zhang Twelve stood up, looked very happy at Sheng Yitian's sad face, and asked with a smile, "What's left?" Young master, you can eat and eat, do you still want to learn from each other? I see, let’s stop here today, how about we go back to our respective houses?”

Hearing this, Sheng Yitian was about to explode with rage, you're fucking full, you just want to leave after patting your ass?

no way!

"Master Zhang, wait a moment!"

Saying that, Sheng Yitian went around Panzi Mountain, sat down next to Zhang Twelve, and said very "sincerely": "Mr. Zhang, I like Wang Yunshi, and I won't marry unless she is the only one!"

Then you'll be a bachelor!
Zhang Twelve felt contemptuous for a while, and replied with a smile: "Young Master Leftover, there are some things, just dream about them. Stop dreaming when you wake up, okay?"

"What do you mean?"

"It means—you're daydreaming!"

Zhang Twelve said mockingly.

　Have you all gone out to play? Why are few people voting for recommendations? . . . .

　　


(End of this chapter)