Ruyu was instinctively stunned. She grew up in Korea and often went to the countryside. She has seen many green tiled houses and other things, but she has never seen such courtyard houses in Korea.

The courtyards she had seen were in the alleys in Beijing, which were all left by the Qing Dynasty. Now many courtyards are no longer inhabited, and of course some are still inhabited, so that they are already at the level of enjoyment.

She always thought that the courtyard houses around the world should be found in Beijing, but she never expected that in South Korea, in the suburbs of Seoul, there was such a beautiful courtyard house hidden among the green mountains and clear waters.

However, judging from the quality of these courtyards, it is probably not very old. It only has a history of three or four years. Of course, it cannot be compared with those courtyards in Beijing Hutongs.

"Is the farm food you are talking about in this courtyard?" Ruyu was puzzled for a while before then asked Lei Zhenyu beside him.

Lei Zhenyu nodded: "How is it? Don't like this place?"

"I like it," Ruyu almost instinctively opened her mouth, raised her head slightly, and with the help of the afterglow of the sunset, she opened her eyes and looked at the courtyard with curiosity, the octagonal blue bricks and green tiles, the window covered with coarse sandpaper, and the window with hand-cut window flowers on it.

The whole old Beijing!

"How did you know there is such a place?" Ruyu was still angry. Didn't Lei Zhenyu come back after going abroad for seven years?

"I'll tell you this later," Lei Zhenyu smiled, held her hand, took her into a wing room, and went directly into a wing room. There was a dirt kang in the wing room, and a low kang table was placed on the dirt kang, which did not look like a restaurant at all.

"The owner here is the owner of the house, a descendant of the Chinese. It is said that his ancestors were still serving imperial food for the Qing court. In the 1930s, the father of the owner of the house came to Korea. Of course, it was called North Korea at that time. Later, a war broke out. He did not go back for various reasons, and then stayed here. Because he missed the palace too much, he later asked someone to build this courtyard when he was eighty years old. Now his son and grandson live here, inherited his cooking skills and opened this special Chinese restaurant."

"Then how many groups of guests they are hosting this day?" Ruyu looked out the window. In fact, the window was covered with coarse sandpaper and could not see anything clearly.

"It's only a table of dishes every day, which is a family restaurant, and this rule has been going on for decades. Because the dishes here are really well cooked, you usually have to make an appointment more than a month in advance."

"You mean - you made an appointment a month in advance?" Ruyu widened her eyes and looked at the man in front of her.

Lei Zhenyu nodded with a smile and said in a low voice: "Well, my wife's birthday, I have to prepare in advance no matter what."

Ruyu's heart trembled slightly, and an unknown warmth flowed quietly. When Lei Zhenyu celebrated her birthday, she went to the Happy Cake House to buy a cake. However, she didn't expect that he would...

The boss is an authentic Chinese. His dress is not only Chinese, but also a long gown and jacket. He is all in ancient China. Well, this outfit makes people feel friendly.
Chapter completed!