Chapter 233 It's My Appetite Even More

The man was about 20 years old, with no expression on his handsome face, but his eyes seemed to be full of stars and seas.

The woman next to him was still a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, her beautiful and delicate facial features did not have any gorgeous makeup, her long black hair was tied into a double bun, and she was only decorated with a few pearl hairpins.

Although the crowd on the street was crowded and their clothes were ordinary, their appearance was like the people in the painting, and everyone who had seen them couldn't help but take another look at this pair of dazzling people.

Even the male and female servants who followed them looked different from ordinary servants.

"Brother Qin, should that Yin Yan have left?" the girl asked.

It was Mu Qingyuan who was called "Brother Qin". When he was away from home, his pseudonym was Qin Yu, and he asked Jiang Yu to call him "Brother Qin" outside.

At first, Jiang Yu thought this address was awkward, even funny, but after calling it, she got used to it.

"Shi Wang treats guests, and he wants to have a one-day banquet. This is the only way to go. He didn't come back so early." Mu Qingyuan frowned slightly.

"Then shall we go to the Depot Inn now?"

"Since it's out, don't be in a hurry, let's take a look around."

Since Mu Qingyuan came to the throne, he has hardly walked around the capital. He also wanted to take this opportunity to take a good look at what the emperor was doing.

They were walking on the busiest street in the capital, but Mu Qingyuan asked Jiang Yu who had been out several times from time to time, where is this place, and what is there for? When they passed Qiqizhai, Mu Qingyuan asked: " Is this the top restaurant in Beijing that you often mention?"

"Yes, is Brother Qin hungry?" Jiang Yu asked very "considerately".

"Hungry is not too hungry, I just want to see what the people in the capital eat."

"If you watch people eating here, you won't see ordinary people." Jiang Yu said bluntly.

Mu Qingyuan's eyes flashed, and he smiled and said, "After you came out, your tone of voice seems to be different."

"Why is it different?" Jiang Yu tilted her head and glanced at Mu Qingyuan, a little dissatisfied.

"It has become more to my liking." Mu Qingyuan smiled narrowly.

Jiang Yu was startled, when did Mu Qingyuan become so good at talking?

He thought he was going to say that he had no manners when committing crimes below, but who knew he would still boast himself in disguise.

"Brother Qin likes to hear these words, so I'll talk more about it from now on." Jiang Yu didn't budge either.

"Speak, it's okay to talk more. Not only can you talk now, but you can also talk after you go back."

Jiang Yu didn't answer.

As the folk saying goes, "A companion to a monarch is like a companion to a tiger", Mu Qingyuan in his previous life was especially calm and unfathomable. Jiang Yu dare not believe it too sincerely just based on his few words that are only half-joking now.

She looked at a small restaurant with ordinary and simple furnishings diagonally opposite Qiqizhai, and said to Mu Qingyuan: "Brother Qin, what do you think of that?"

Mu Qingyuan followed her gaze and saw that this small restaurant called "Ke Zailai" was bleak and dull opposite the magnificent Qiqizhai, but there were quite a few customers inside.

As many square tables as possible were crammed into the small shop. Behind the counter, the boss was making hot wine and settling accounts, while a waiter was busy greeting customers.

Compared with the customers of Qiqizhai, most of the customers of this store are villagers going to the market, traveling merchants, and ordinary people in the city.

At this time, some people are having breakfast, while others have already had lunch.

"Xiuxiu decides."

Jiang Yu still used the pseudonym Han Xiu that she had used before, and Mu Qingyuan called her "Xiu Xiu" on her own initiative, every time Jiang Yu thought he was calling her someone else.

Fortunately, there is neither Han nor Xiu in my name, otherwise I would be terrified all day if he called him that.

"Well, this place is expensive, brother Qin forgot, the last meal was 600 taels of silver."

Mu Qingyuan raised her eyebrows, this Jiang beauty, did she save money for herself, or did she feel that the emperor couldn't afford the meal of 600 taels?
"Even if it's on the first floor, a meal costs tens of taels of silver, and it's only a dozen or twenty taels for a table to be served by ordinary people. If Brother Qin wants to see what ordinary people in the capital eat, he still has to go to the opposite side. Here It is not a place where ordinary people can enter, and the guests who come here are either rich or noble."

Hearing such an explanation, Mu Qingyuan's brows relaxed.

Jiang Yu really felt that they should go to eat opposite each other, so as to understand the people's sentiments.

But she also knew that it would be extremely difficult for Mu Qingyuan to spend the 600 taels of silver for a meal.

After all, it is the person who eats vegetables and radishes every meal.

They walked to the "Guest Zai Lai" opposite, and the waiter came over to greet them enthusiastically: "Hi guest officers, please come in, please come in!"

The diners looked up and were a little surprised.

Although the people who came were dressed plainly, they couldn't hide their demeanor and eyes. These young men and women were by no means ordinary people.

Moreover, there is no one who brings servants here to eat.

It was also the first time I saw the waiter.

Even the people who greeted the customers at the entrance of Qiqizhai were puzzled. These people seemed to be the customers of this restaurant, why they suddenly ran to the opposite side, and it was still a small, run-down restaurant.

The waiter of "The Guest Comes Again" glanced at Mu Qingyuan and the two servants following behind them, and asked uncertainly, "Who are the guest officials eating?"

Mu Qingyuan looked back, and the woman was naturally Yang Guiren who Jiang Yu asked to go out to the Debao Inn together, and the man was Qiao Qi, one of the guards in the palace chosen by him.

"We are all friends, four in total." Mu Qingyuan answered lightly.

Qiao Qi was in a hurry: "Master, is this inappropriate?"

"Since you're out, don't be so particular about it, just eat together." Although Mu Qingyuan's tone was calm, there was no doubt about it.

Qiao Qi lowered his hands respectfully and said, "Yes, young master."

He thought to himself, he was afraid that those who secretly protected him would envy him, that he had such a blessing to eat at the same table with the emperor.

The waiter stepped aside: "The four inside, please! There are vacant seats by the window, and it is bright and clean!"

He took off the towel hanging from his shoulder, dusted it on the table, and wiped it again.

Originally, if it was other guests, he wouldn't take off the towel he used to wipe his sweat, but just wiped it off with a rag.

But for these few guests, the waiter instinctively felt that the signboard of his small shop should not be destroyed.

"What kind of tea do you guys drink?" The waiter asked respectfully after cleaning the table.

The regular customer on the side smiled and said, "Ah San, I have eaten here dozens of times, why have you ever asked what kind of tea to drink? Has the rule changed since today?"

The waiter named Ah San turned a deaf ear and asked Mu Qingyuan and the others again: "What kind of tea do you guys drink?"

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