It was just at dinner time that there were 70% or 80% of the seats in Taibaiju Hall, and there were still people entering. The smiling waiter was busy all the time.

There are luxurious and high-end restaurants in the capital, waiters who know how to move forward and backward, and guests with elegant manners. Su Miaohua only goes to those places. Have you ever been to a restaurant like Taibaiju?

Taibaiju has been newly opened for a short time, with fair prices and sufficient dishes. Therefore, since its opening, it has been popular among the people who have some spare money and think of the teeth-sacrificing sacrifices outside. In this way, the quality of the guests is very different from that of the powerful class.

Su Miaohua picked a secluded corner and sat down for a while. She was stunned until the waiter asked what to eat carefully. But as soon as she looked up, she saw two men sitting next to her, one lazily picking her nose and the other in pain and comfort. She could vaguely smell the stench coming from the man's feet.

She vomited gently in her throat, and finally managed to hold it back. The smile on the waiter's face disappeared, and she said in a cold tone: "Brother, do you want to eat something delicious?"

He is very busy and there are still many customers waiting, but he doesn't have time to stare at you.

Su Miaohua looked at the door and two more came in. Behind them was the dark sky. Before they knew it, it was already dark and there were fewer pedestrians on the road.

From here, she went to Cuiyunju, which she used to go to. The journey was not close. She ran away in anger and didn't ride a horse. So she would forget it and just have a meal and found an inn nearby to rest. Su Miaohua thought, opened her red lips and said, "Give me a few of the best dishes here."

The waiter was impatiently waiting and was about to leave. Unexpectedly, this stupid boy actually spoke up. He looked at Su Miaohua and saw that "his hair" was tied with a jade hairpin. The jade hairpin was crystal clear and clear, and it was a top-quality one. He was wearing a Zen suit, and Bai Zhe's slender and slender hands were better than women, and these hands were obviously not done at first glance. "him" held a snow-white brocade hand with a plum blossom embroidered in the corner of the brocade. This handkerchief alone was enough to exchange for two dishes of Taibaiju, but this kid was using the brocade hand as a rag and was wiping the table.

Xiao Er's eyes turned around and thought, if you don't have money to pay, it's enough to take off your outfit. He smiled again and changed his mouth: "Little Langjun, the fish made in my store is delicious, and there are a few braised meats." He lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "Yesterday, the boss got some venison jerky, which was marinated before the New Year. It just so delicious at this time. The taste is so beautiful, tsk tsk tsk tsk..."

He tsk his mouth and his saliva was almost flowing down.

Taibaiju’s signature meat is fish. After Cheng Mo got here, he was not used to boiling dishes. He was a little more comfortable with his hands and drew drawings and asked a blacksmith to create the first iron tripod of the Wu Dynasty. Its shape is similar to that of a modern non-stick pan, but the size is much larger and can be placed on a stove where firewood is burning.

After obtaining Cheng Mo's consent, the craftsman created a self-use. Unexpectedly, the iron tripod slowly spread in the capital. Taverns and restaurants were moved by the news. Not only did everyone use iron tripods, but they also developed many new dishes made of iron tripods. Taibaiju's chefs are good at making fish, and they also used iron tripods to study several kinds of fish. Moreover, the fish they selected were all live fish that they thought were two kilograms. Otherwise, Taibaiju's business would be so good?

The waiter was very proud.

But Su Miaohua felt boring. No matter how much the fish in the river were made, they could not taste the dragon meat. As for the venison jerky that the waiter was proud of, she ate it as a snack when she was a child, and she got tired of it when she was eleven or twelve years old.

The waiter was proud for a while, and when he saw that the customer did not respond at all, he became angry and his face darkened, saying, "What do you want, brother?"

At this time, Goudan had already picked up his seat and sat down. It was far away. The hall was noisy and could not hear what the two of them were saying. Seeing that the silly boy had not even ordered the dishes for a long time, he thought "he" was short of money, so he walked over and patted the waiter on the shoulder, and said in a tone of an old man: "It's just a matter of bringing the best dishes in your store, what nonsense?"

As he said that, he sat in the empty seat opposite Su Miaohua.

When the waiter saw that it was him, his face changed slightly and said with a smile: "Mr. Goudan, it's too late, the store has not much inventory, and there are no good dishes. Otherwise, stir-fry a few vegetarian food and put on a pot of wine, how about you?"

Since the iron tripod has been found, cooking has become popular, but the amount of oil is added depends on the degree of wealth of your family.

Goudan hates people calling him Goudan the most. Except for his big scar face, who told him to turn against him. The waiter is so desperate that he touched his reverse scale.

As soon as Xiao Er finished speaking, he slapped him and went to Xiao Er's cheek. The "pop" sound was so loud that it suppressed the noise of the room.

Su Miaohua has been trying hard to wipe the tabletop. When she heard a loud noise, she looked up and found that the man who had just smiled and was furious, and she wanted to eat the waiter in one bite. The waiter covered half of his high and swollen cheeks, red eyes, and glared at the man.

The hall was silent for a moment, and everyone looked at the two people who were arguing.

After a while, Goudan roared: "Call your shopkeepers out!"

Now it is not enough to eat the Bawang meal. He wants to get his mental loss back and eat the Bawang meal here for a long time, treating it as a long-term meal ticket.

The shopkeeper had already rushed over and said with a smile: "The guest officer can calm down and have something to say." He tried to let him go down.

The waiter glared at Goudan fiercely, turned around and spat, and walked away slowly.

Goudan said, "That guy scolded me just now, what do you want to say, the shopkeeper?"

Wouldn't it be a waste of words to reason with the scoundrel? The shopkeeper was too lazy to waste time, so he went straight to the point and said, "Customer, how can you be satisfied?"

You are just trying to make trouble, aren’t you just trying to have a tycoon meal with confidence?

Goudan was very satisfied with the shopkeeper's knowledge and tactfulness. He glanced at Su Miaohua and said, "The waiter scolded me, which made me laughed at me, and I was not ashamed to go out in the future. I had no shame to go out, so I couldn't go out to work and make money. In this way, I would starve to death. It was all caused by you, and you had to support me in my old age and see me off."

The diners were in an uproar, and a young man leaning against the door whispered: "What a shameless one."

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Hakka is joking. When we open the door to do business, how dare we disrespect our customers? The waiter is even more unrespectful to you. Since he accidentally said the wrong thing and made you unhappy, it would be better to do this. The old man will make the decision tonight's meal, and the cost will be exempted. Do you think?"

Diners smiled knowingly.

How could Goudan agree? He said angrily: "Do you think I am a beggar?"

The young man just now smiled at his companion and whispered: "Beggar is not as shameless as him."

The companion quickly said, "Stop the sound."

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