"Oh, a boss?"
Hearing this, Sheng Changquan's eyes suddenly lit up: "That's just right!"
He smiled and clapped his hands and praised: "In that case, please trouble me, second brother, to order all the specialty dishes in Fanlou and bring them over!"
"Just in time, let's try this authentic Fan Lou Yijue!"
Hearing this, Aunt Wei's expression changed, and she hesitated to speak.
At the same time, the movements in the hands of the waiter on the other side suddenly paused, and the person behind him was thinking of something to say.
"Guest officer!"
The waiter standing opposite Sheng Changquan was a little embarrassed.
"There are countless good dishes in our restaurant. If there are only four of you, it would be a bit difficult to order all the signature dishes..."
He didn't finish his words, but his meaning was obvious, that is, he didn't want to see them wasted.
Not to mention, the people here in Fanlou are quite interesting. They don’t have making money as their first goal. They even know how to persuade people to be frugal and to do good.
"Brother Quan, don't waste it!"
Hearing this, Aunt Wei next to her finally couldn't help it anymore!
"I'm just a farmer, so I can't afford so much!"
Aunt Wei waved her hand repeatedly, signaling to Sheng Changquan and said: "Brother Quan, just look at the appetite of the few of us, and just order a few dishes based on your estimation!"
"Don't be lavish and waste your money!"
"this……"
Sheng Changquan was a little reluctant. After all, Aunt Wei came all the way, and he wanted to let Aunt Wei taste more of these expensive things!
However, when looking at the latter's insistent expression, Sheng Changquan finally gave a wry smile.
"In that case, second brother, please just arrange a table of meals for us according to the specifications for nine people."
“However, we want to serve those Fan Lou’s most popular dishes!”
The dishes that are highly praised nowadays are always right because they have withstood the test of time.
"Okay!"
The waiter glanced at Sheng Changquan and thought that someone would come after them, so he didn't refuse, just turned around and left. At the same time, he shouted towards the back!
"D-shaped position, one share of Fan Lou Jiujue~"
The "T" position refers to the position of Sheng Changquan's table, and Fanlou Jiujue is the ancient version of "set meal", which means that it is for nine people.
"Brother Quan, didn't I tell you not to be extravagant?"
Seeing the waiter leave, Aunt Wei frowned and started to blame in a low voice.
The waiter was still there just now, so Aunt Wei did not scold Sheng Changquan in person in order to save Sheng Changquan's face, but at this time she started to say: "You are still young now, how can you be so careless and extravagant?"
"There are four of us, how can we need food for nine people?"
In fact, Aunt Wei also had another idea in mind, that is, she wanted to save some money for her nephew. After all, Sheng Changquan didn't have much monthly income, so he didn't have to waste it for her.
"whee!"
"Auntie, you have wronged my brother!"
At this time, seeing Aunt Wei seeming a little angry, Minglan beside her opened her mouth to explain.
"Auntie, actually it's not too much for me to order these!"
While speaking, Minglan also turned to look at Sheng Changquan, with a teasing look on her face, and said with a half-smile: "After all, my brother can eat twice as much as us!"
"ah!"
Aunt Wei was surprised, but she was happy again and quickly changed her words: "In that case, Brother Quan, do you think it's enough? If it's not enough, please order more!"
Aunt Wei didn't mind Sheng Changquan's big appetite. She even thought it was Sheng Changquan's blessing. After all, the saying that being able to eat is a blessing has been passed down for thousands of years.
"Aunt, that's enough, this is enough!"
Sheng Changquan stopped his aunt's enthusiasm with some laughter and tears, and couldn't help feeling helpless.
The increase in his appetite is actually due to his body's needs. If he didn't have the energy gained from eating, how could he continue to make progress in martial arts?
Sometimes, Sheng Changquan thinks that perhaps the ability to digest and devour is his greatest talent.
"Ah? Is it really enough?"
Aunt Wei reluctantly stopped asking, but her face still expressed the hope that Sheng Changquan would eat more. Her attitude was like that of a farmhousewife who hoped that her piglets could eat more and be ready for the slaughter.
"Ahem..."
Seeing this, Sheng Changquan couldn't help but cough a few times and changed the topic.
"By the way, aunt, how has the family's harvest been over the years?"
"Are uncle, cousin and the others okay?"
"Haha, okay, of course everything is good!"
Aunt Wei also saw Sheng Changquan's embarrassment, so she followed his words and began to tell him about her experiences over the years, including some interesting things between her family.
While several people were chatting happily, suddenly, two new guests sat down at the table next to them.
One of them asked his companion: "Huh? Old Wang, I heard that your family lives on the street of the Duke of Qi's mansion?"
"Um, yeah? What's wrong?"
As soon as the two people sat down, a loud voice like a broken gong came out.
In response to this, Sheng Changquan and the others next to them could only look at each other, feeling a little helpless.
"Oh, these two people are so ignorant!"
Xiaotao pursed her lips and complained softly: "They actually spoke so loudly in public, couldn't they be more conscious and lower their voices?"
"hehe……"
"what is this?"
Aunt Wei smiled and shook her head, but she didn't take it seriously.
"If it were in our place, if anyone were to be picked out, his voice would not be lower than these two people's. Xiao Tao, you have stayed in Sheng Mansion for too long and have forgotten the temperament of us country people!"
Xiaotao came into Sheng Mansion from Shengjia Zhuangzi, so Aunt Wei said this.
"hey-hey!"
Xiaotao smiled stupidly, but did not defend herself.
At this time.
"Hey, Lao Wang, have you heard about Young Master Qi?" the first man asked.
"Young Master Qi?"
Lao Wang, who was opposite the man, summoned the waiter in a familiar manner and ordered a table of food and wine. He also replied with some curiosity: "What can happen to him?"
"Is it possible that you are talking about him and the young lady from the Rong family?"
"Miss Rong family?"
At this time, Minglan, who also heard this sentence, immediately stopped smiling on her face, and at the same time, the movements of her hands slowly slowed down.
"Hey, where is this!"
"This Young Master Qi and Miss Rong have nothing to do with each other!"
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