Master Meng is a good man, a good man recognized by everyone.

He is shy, low-key, and needs face.

Moreover, he would never mess with other people's wives.

By the way, he never wears small shoes for others, let alone threatens others.

Well, that's accepted, right?

So in Yiyilou, he decided to happily become good friends with Mr. Ronald.

The dishes he prepared were very sumptuous.

Because Meng Shaoyuan has always been a hospitable person.

The dishes include a preserved egg mixed with tofu, a peanut, and a cucumber.

other?

there is none left!

Simple?

No, eating more vegetarian food is good for your health.

This is also a way to care for your friends.

Mr. Ronald looked a little embarrassed looking at these three dishes.

Is that all?

Ah, by the way, when Chinese treat guests, they usually serve cold dishes first and then hot dishes.

"These are the only three dishes left, Mr. Ronald."

As if he could see what Mr. Ronald was thinking, Meng Shaoyuan said enthusiastically: "In our Taoism or Buddhism, we all pay attention to light food for self-cultivation. I also recommend that you try it."

"I am glad to."

Although he was a little dissatisfied, Mr. Ronald still had to say this.

Meng Shaoyuan clapped his hands.

A beautiful dish was served.

This is a vessel made of glass, filled with water, and a small stove placed underneath.

Next to it, there are two plates of vegetables.

One plate was filled with mushrooms, and the other was filled with something unknown in a bamboo tube.

Meng Shaoyuan lit the small stove and said to Mrs. Ronald diligently: "This is a red mushroom that grows in the mountains of Fujian. It grows on a thousand-meter mountain and is very nutritious. I spent a lot of money to get it."

People brought it to Shanghai."

When the water boiled, he poured the red mushrooms into the water.

"So, what about this?" Apparently, Mrs. Ronald was curious about the bamboo tube.

"shrimp."

"shrimp?"

Mrs. Ronald never believed that the thing in the bamboo tube could be shrimp.

"It's really shrimp." Meng Shaoyuan said seriously: "I asked my cook to peel the fresh shrimp and pound it into shrimp paste. Ah, I also gave it a name, called... shrimp

slip!"

Shrimp slippery!

Meng Shaoyuan didn't know if he was the inventor of this food.

He carefully used a spoon to slide the shrimp piece by piece into the boiling water.

Then, he used a spoon to give Mrs. Ronald a bowl of soup with red mushrooms and shrimps.

Mrs. Ronald only tasted a mouthful and said: "I really can't describe how delicious it is... God, this is the best delicacy I have eaten since arriving in China."

So, Mr. Ronald looked at the preserved eggs mixed with tofu, peanuts and cucumbers in front of him!

Is this the so-called privilege of women?

"Why have I never eaten this dish before?"

Mrs. Ronald asked curiously.

"Because I invented it."

Meng Shaoyuan lied.

He did not invent this dish.

That year, Xiao Yan took him to Wuxi and went to a restaurant called "Four Seasons Warm Hall". He tasted this dish and never forgot it.

Looking at this dish, Meng Shaoyuan swore that he wanted to wear glasses.

Maybe one day, you will open a restaurant yourself?

"Can I have a taste?"

Mr. Ronald couldn't help but ask.

"I, no, this is only for women."

Meng Shaoyuan said sincerely: "Mr. Ronald, you are getting older. I think you should focus on lightness."

Then, he clapped his hands again.

His food has arrived.

It's simple, really simple.

It's just an old hen soup.

The old hens used are old hens from the mountains, which are shiny.

Therefore, Mr. Ronald watched with dumbfounded eyes as Meng Shaoyuan gnawed on a chicken leg and drank a large bowl of soup.

"I still have more to say." Meng Shaoyuan wiped his mouth: "Hey, Mr. Ronald, why don't you have a meal? Don't these foods suit your appetite?"

"Ah, I'm not too hungry, not too hungry," Mr. Ronald said perfunctorily.

"Okay." It seemed that Meng Shaoyuan didn't want to force him: "Since you don't have the appetite to eat, I don't want to force you. Mr. Ronald, can I ask you a question?"

"Of course." Mr. Ronald cheered up.

"I want to ask you about a person, Mr. Ronald." Meng Shaoyuan said seriously: "His name is Liu Qixiong!"

As soon as he heard the name, Mr. Ronald's expression immediately changed: "No, I don't know this person."

"Yeah?"

"Yes."

Mr. Ronald stood up in a panic: "I still have something to do, I think I have to go."

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

Just as Meng Shaoyuan finished speaking, a person rushed out of the house.

Without saying a word, Li Zhifeng pointed his pistol at Mr. Ronald.

Mrs. Ronald gave an exclamation.

"Don't be afraid, please sit down."

Meng Shaoyuan pressed Mr. Ronald's shoulders and asked him to sit down: "He is a Chinese. To be precise, he is a Chinese traitor and also served as a senior official of the Nanjing puppet government.

He has a very good relationship with you, and every time he comes to Shanghai, he will always stay at your place, am I right?"

"Who are you?" Mr. Ronald asked in horror.

"Me?" Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "I am a very powerful person. I can control the sky with one hand in Shanghai. No matter you are Dutch, French or American, I can make you listen to me.

If I have this intention and let you disappear in Shanghai, I guarantee that you will not leave even a trace, as if you never existed before, and no one in the police department will ask anything."

Mr. Ronald's body began to tremble.

He vaguely thought of a terrible person.

"Of course, I don't want to do this so far." Meng Shaoyuan said lightly: "You have to thank your wife for helping you a lot."

What?

my wife?

Mr. Barber Ronald couldn't help but glance at his wife, Mrs. Brenda Ronald.

He finally noticed that there was a necklace on his wife's neck.

Mrs. Ronald was also a little flustered.

Oh my god, why is this Chinese saying this?

"Your wife is such a charming lady."

Meng Shaoyuan walked to Mrs. Ronald's side unscrupulously, caressing the necklace and Mrs. Ronald's neck unscrupulously:

"But you are not a competent husband. Your wife has such a valuable necklace. Don't you notice it at all and have no suspicion at all?"

Mr. Ronald's face turned red.

But under the threat of gunpoint, he dared not do anything.

"You are bankrupt, Mr. Ronald." Meng Shaoyuan said unhurriedly: "You have lost everything and even owe the bank a large amount of money. So, what else can you do for your wife?
Chapter completed!