When the car drove to the new Xianheng Hotel, it was almost dark.

The difference between the Xianheng Hotel and the old Xianheng Hotel is that it is a modern hotel with no quaint taste at all.

Because he had already eaten at the old Xianheng Hotel last night, Luo Ziling had no objection to this arrangement.

But Luo Liansheng seemed a little disappointed. He originally thought that Ouyang Feifei was the Xianheng Hotel he was familiar with.

However, he did not reveal this disappointment, nor did he blame Ouyang Feifei for anything.

Anyway, for the next period of time, he will be in Yuezhou, and there is still time to come to the Xianheng Hotel to miss the past.

Except for Luo Liansheng, everyone else has been to Yuezhou for the first time.

In fact, before knowing Luo Ziling, Ouyang Feifei would not pay attention to second-tier cities like Yuezhou.

People like her who were born in Yanjing, raised in Yanjing, and now in charge of assets of 100 billion yuan must be concerned about first-tier cities such as Yanjing, Hai, Yangcheng, Yuzhou, and Shuzhou. Even if they have business development, they will consider these places first.

Therefore, other second- and third-tier cities will basically not receive their attention.

Ouyang Feifei doesn’t like traveling either. She is usually busy with work, so it is impossible to pay attention to small places like Yuezhou.

She was not familiar with the situation in Yuezhou, so when she ordered dinner, she decided to establish the Xianheng Hotel, which has a good reputation and a certain history, based on a fixed mindset.

She was not sure about the difference between the Xianheng Hotel and the Xianheng Hotel. She only realized that she might not have done the job well after seeing a quaint Xianheng Hotel nearby.

Therefore, when she entered the private room with everyone, she expressed her embarrassment.

"We went to the old Xianheng Hotel to have a meal last night, and it felt pretty good," Luo Ziling smiled and answered Ouyang Feifei's words, "I felt the ancient charm yesterday, and I tasted more Yuezhou food here today, and I definitely felt good."

Yang Qingyin didn't say anything. She saw Ouyang Feifei's a little embarrassed. She would not add to the point of being in trouble at this time.

"The stinky tofu I ate yesterday tasted pretty good," Yang Xiaodong said with his big mouth as Luo Ziling said: "I didn't expect that it would smell so smelly, but it tasted so good."

After a pause, he said to Wang Qing beside him: "Do you want to taste stinky tofu?"

"I don't want it!" Wang Qing frowned, "I don't like eating that."

"We all ate yesterday, and even tasted Qingyin several pieces," Wang Zhenjun answered, "It probably doesn't exist here. We'll finish our meal later and go out to buy some. I ate yesterday, and it's very reminiscent."

"I used to like eating it very much," Luo Liansheng laughed, "I just don't know if the taste has changed."

"Then let's try it all," Ouyang Feifei actually hates eating strange-tasting things, but seeing that most people praise the stinky tofu, she also said, "Grandpa Luo, it's better to order the dishes tonight. You are from Old Yuezhou, and you know the food here best."

When Yang Qingyin saw Ouyang Feifei please Luo Liansheng, she also said, "Grandpa Luo, please recommend some of the most authentic delicacies you think, so let's taste the real Yuezhou food."

When the seat was arranged just now, Luo Ziling and Luo Liansheng sat together, Ouyang Feifei sat next to Luo Liansheng, and Yang Qingyin sat next to Luo Ziling.

Such a seat arrangement is actually very meaningful. In the minds of the two women, the seat arrangement is also a way of fighting.

Ouyang Feifei was able to sit next to Luo Liansheng, and she was quite satisfied, while Yang Qingyin chose to sit next to Luo Ziling, which of course meant another meaning.

Luo Ziling could also feel that the two women were fighting secretly when they met, but he pretended not to see them and let them fight openly and secretly.

In fact, he was quite happy to see them fighting openly and secretly, because he felt quite accomplished.

Wang Zhenjun, Yang Xiaodong, Ye Xiaoli, and Wang Qing were watching the show. Ye Xiaoli and Wang Qing certainly hoped that their masters could be with Luo Ziling, and Yang Xiaodong and Wang Zhenjun had similar thoughts to their respective pursuits.

However, they also hope to see Ouyang Feifei and Yang Qingyin performing their own performances during dinner. Anyway, they want to watch the show.

Luo Liansheng wanted to drink Yuezhou old wine, and everyone accompanied him to drink it.

Luo Liansheng was not very satisfied with the wine delivered by the hotel because it lacked the authentic taste.

Ouyang Feifei was very angry about this and asked Wang Qing to go out to find the hotel manager.

In the end, after being scolded by Wang Qing, the hotel manager brought the raw wine that was only for guests to drink.

"This taste is a little better, but when we brew ourselves, it still lacks the aroma of wine," Luo Liansheng said with emotion: "When my father was there, the wine tasted better. Later, I brewed it myself, and the taste was also good, but when I went to the northwest, I couldn't make the taste here. Haha, when things are done, I have to find a way to make a few tanks of wine and take it out and give it to others."

"Grandpa Luo, can you give me a jar?" Ouyang Feifeima said, "My grandpa likes to drink homemade rice wine, and I think rice wine tastes very good. I believe that the wine brewed by Grandpa Luo, you, the wine master, will definitely taste very mellow. At that time, you have to give me a jar."

"Of course there is no problem!" Luo Liansheng agreed readily.

"Grandpa Luo, can you give me a jar too?" Yang Qingyin didn't care about Ouyang Feifei's first move, and asked Luo Liansheng with a smile, "After joining Ziling, I often drink rice wine. I feel that this kind of wine tastes good when drinking other wines, and it tastes like food. Last night, I actually drank nearly two kilograms of rice wine, and I was still a little unsatisfied. Ziling said that the home-made rice wine is more mellow and has a better taste, and I really want to try it."

"If you have time, you can follow me to make a bar. Then everyone will have a share," Luo Liansheng laughed and said, "I'm afraid you don't have time."

"Grandpa Luo, when will you make wine? Then you say hello, I will definitely push everything and come and learn to make wine from you!" Ouyang Feifeima agreed, and she smiled sweetly, "Does every household make wine during the Chinese New Year?"

"It's usually too late to brew before the New Year, but after the two days, I can still drink homemade rice wine during the New Year, but the taste is not too mellow." Luo Liansheng smiled happily, "If the house problem can be solved in the past two days, then you can brew wine as soon as possible, at least during the Lantern Festival, you can drink good wine."

"Then I will stay and make wine with Grandpa Luo!" Ouyang Feifei said, and asked Yang Qingyin again: "Qingyin, where are you?"

"If I have time to participate in the brewing of wine these two days," Yang Qingyin seemed a little disappointed. "If I have two days later, I have no time."

"She wants to travel to the United States with his parents!" Luo Ziling interrupted.

When Ouyang Feifei heard Luo Ziling's words, she was immediately delighted.
Chapter completed!