The diners in the garden were in a turmoil, and Qiu Li smiled, but coldly cut off the thoughts in their minds one by one.
"There is no ingredients, the most important thing is that our chef wants to go and rest."
I don’t know which servant or servant behind me, and I shouted, “Don’t think about it, there is indeed some fried rice left, and there is also hawthorn cake, but I got into everyone’s mouth before I even left the kitchen. Where can I leave the extras for you to enjoy?”
The diners suddenly wailed.
This enthusiastic situation scared the members of the Imperial City Division and others. They secretly looked forward to it, waiting for the diners to win. They could also gain some benefits and gain some advantage. As for charging and other things, then forget it.
Brother Yang's life and death may be in the hands of others. Nowadays, everyone in the Imperial City Department is afraid of not being attentive. He flatters to Qiuli and other "waiters". If Wang Yan hadn't figured out the way, he was afraid that he would not do well or be inappropriate, and even if he had good intentions, he would have to deliver all kinds of heavy gifts to the door. He would have to give Gu Ji and his friends a high degree of favor.
In this case, compared with lively and serious diners, these Imperial City Department are so honest and honest.
Boss Xin and the others came to bring tea. At first glance, these were the big names of elite masters in the government. They were all very gentle and polite. They wanted to stand up and come to pick up tea respectfully. In that attitude, even the old man like Boss Xin was very comfortable. They couldn't help but give these little kids from the Imperial City Department a lot of preferential treatments, and they picked up the best tea and snacks.
When the princess was there, her favorite was the best teas in their house.
Although Princess Changrong has different hobbies from others, Boss Xin has always regarded the words of Princess as the standard and never doubted it.
So, at this time, all the teenagers of the Imperial City Department held a cup of thick bitter tea in their hands. Some smiled awkwardly and drank in small sips, while others pinched their noses and poured them into their stomachs in one breath, and their faces were particularly kind and well-behaved.
The superiors repeatedly told him that when he came to "Gu Ji", he must be polite and considerate and liked.
A few days ago, new information was summarized to them. Everyone has carefully studied it. It is said that the waiter, servant, or choreer of "Gu Ji" should not be offended. Maybe one of them is a big man in the world who disguises himself.
The source of the information from the Class A intelligence that the Imperial City Sichazi saw with his own eyes is absolutely reliable and no one dares to be careless.
The last time the Class A intelligence was accidentally neglected, it was thirty years ago. It seemed that more than a hundred brothers in the Imperial City Department died, and almost all the troops were wiped out.
The real and fake diners in the park are all in harmony.
Gu Xiang sat on the stone bench in the pavilion outside the bamboo forest, with light veils on three sides, lighted a small gilded copper stove in his hand, holding the book he had cut and made, looking carefully at Yang Ming from a distance, while constantly writing and drawing on the book, with a focused look and a solemn expression.
She was very interested in various changes in Yang Ming's body and psychology.
The snow eagle outside sat on the stone steps, blocking all the peeking eyes from the pavilion.
Wang Yan and Zhou Xiaoyi had already strolled around the pavilion, strolling for three times. They were both cheerful and never dragged on the pavilion. But this time when they approached the pavilion, Wang Yan's nerves were a little thicker, and hesitated inexplicably.
Zhou Xiaoyi's back was even more sweating.
The pressure on Xueying put too much pressure on him.
He guessed that they must have offended this person when they were "strong" to hire Gu Chu.
In fact, when they came to the door that day, they had a bad premonition, especially after seeing Xueying and the servant who cleaned up dead branches and leaves in the yard, if Zhou Xiaoyi had not been willing to sacrifice his life for Brother Yang, he would never dare to go deep into the tiger's den.
Wang Yan took a deep breath and took a step back.
A lot of information related to "Gu Ji" flashed through his mind.
Gu Feng
Many people outside take those rumors as fun, but none of them really believe them.
But as a member of the Imperial City Department, Wang Yan knew that the rumors were indeed not the truth, and they were more bizarre than the rumors.
In the records of their Imperial City Department, the danger level of "Gu Ji" has long been increased to the level of "not proactively provoking".
This level means that if the person who is sure that "Gu Ji" appears somewhere, his Majesty's itinerary will also pass here. The first thing he should choose is to find a way to convince His Majesty to change the course and make it safe.
That's right, I would rather let Your Majesty change the way than ask the "Gu Ji" people to leave.
Who knows if those masters will get angry if they disagree?
Generally, no matter how powerful a master is, he cannot defeat the imperial army. Under the iron hooves of thousands of troops, or under heavy weapons such as bows and crossbows, masters have no choice but to do anything.
But no one would want to mobilize thousands of troops to gather over just to surround a few masters in the world, and they are their own.
As long as such a master does not want to be enemies with the court and does not do anything unforgivable, the most important thing to do is to give up others and not provoke them. It is best to be peaceful.
"Zhou Xiaoyi, should we apologize for others?"
Zhou Xiaoyi: “…”
He carefully recalled the situation when he came to the door that day, and felt a little chilled. He couldn't remember whether he had any rude things!
Having said that, Zhou Xiaoyi's expression was still stable, and he raised his eyebrows gently, giving Wang Yan an unpredictable and profound smile.
Wang Yan's mind skipped a beat, and suddenly remembered the messy words he had said in front of Chu Gu and those rude actions he made. He rubbed his heart and flew into his throat. He glanced at Xueying from the corner of his eye. He felt murderous aura come to his face, staggered, almost weakening his knees, and kneeling to the ground. He had not touched his brain for many years, but at this time he was desperately turning - it must be made up for it!
Not only for Brother Yang, but also for himself.
If it is not made up for it, wouldn’t it be embarrassing to come to Gu Ji to eat and drink in the future?
And the chef is easy to offend? He just cares about the chef and doesn’t care. Others care about it, but he still dares to eat here?
Bathed in the cold wind, Wang Yan's mind was clearer than ever.
"You beast!"
As I was pondering, a loud shout suddenly came from not far away.
Wang Yan suddenly turned his head and saw that Dr. Tea's face turned red just now, and he looked so angry that he was about to pass away. A young boy in front of him was facing him angry.
"I am a beast? Then you must be an old beast? Tell you, I have done the matter and I have already paid the house. You have to recognize it, but you don't recognize it-"
In an instant, Wang Yanxin shouted OK, and rushed over in two steps in three steps, sternly saying: "Who dares to make trouble in 'Gu Ji'!"
Before he finished speaking, he kicked the young boy over, closed his arms and pushed his knees, pressed his face into the mud.
Chapter completed!