Gao Feng shook his sleeves, Xue Liniang stood up to smooth out the wrinkles on his clothes. Neither of them cared about Wang Jingzu, and got up and walked straight upstairs.

The stand on the second floor.

Gu Xiang and Yang Yuqing were sitting idle on the stairs. There were a few dishes of squirrels and mandarin fish on the table, and there were only a few chopped green onions on the blue and white disk base.

The other dishes on the table were also empty.

Only the last drunk shrimp was left.

Cheng Hao's chopsticks were almost on the shrimps. The red shrimps were lying on the bottom of the plate, emitting an attractive fragrance. Cheng Hao couldn't help but emit light from his eyes. As a result, just as the chopsticks passed, Zhang Laodao suddenly reached out to hold them down.

"I'm seventeen years old this year."

Old Dao Zhang looked serious.

Cheng Hao was stunned.

Old Dao Zhang narrowed his eyes and hummed twice: "I heard from those babies that Brother Cheng has always respected the elderly and loved the young, and respected his seniors very much."

Cheng Haokang: "You must respect your seniors very much."

The wrinkles on Zhang Laodao's face couldn't help but unfold, and he showed a very proud smile. He quickly stretched out the chopsticks, but Cheng Hao took the lead in holding the plate.

"Um?"

Zhang Laodao narrowed his eyes slightly.

Cheng Hao's face, which is upright no matter who looks at it, still looks like a gentle and good-looking man: "Senior has eaten a lot today, so cherish your blessings and keep you healthy. It's better to eat less at your age, but I'm for your own good."

A hint of surprise flashed in Old Dao Zhang's eyes: "You kid are not as easy to bully as you show!"

"Seniors have received a prize."

Cheng Hao smiled and said, "I have always been the most reasonable and keep my true heart."

"Your original intention is to let you bully the old man!"

Zhang Laodao's eyes were spitting fire.

Cheng Hao laughed: "Is that so? My heart just told me that I want to eat it!"

Zhang Laodao's eyes were filled with lightning and thunder.

Cheng Hao narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Ahhhh."

Yang Yuqing was quick-witted and quickly picked up the drunk shrimp and stuffed it into her mouth. She touched her stomach and hummed in a low voice, showing an extremely satisfied smile.

Cheng Hao: "…"

Mr. Zhang said: "...Ha, stupid."

Yang Yuqing laughed: "Whatever you say, anyway, the shrimps have entered my stomach, it's so beautiful!"

Mr. Zhang: “…”

He turned his head and looked at Gu Xiang quietly.

Gu Xiang smiled: "It's just right to eat 80% full. Although I made cooked shrimps specially, and the sauce was used to remove the coldness, it was seafood. If you can't get used to it, it's easy to hurt your stomach."

Anyway, I will never do anything I say.

Although she said that even if she was a squirrel mandarin, she actually made a big table with the desperate support of the diners.

Seven squirrels and citrus fish, a large plate of chopped pepper fish heads and thin silk noodles rolled into thin silk noodles, grilled golden and crispy grilled fish on the outside, grilled steamed buns, and five jars of drunk shrimps.

There are no more or less than twenty-eight pieces in each altar.

For them, this is very important.

The main dish of squirrel mandarin fish is not good, just like the drunk shrimp. Each shrimp is carefully selected by Gu Xiang. It is full and fresh and elastic. It is soaked with good medicinal materials and rice wine. When steamed, each one is different according to the size and meat quality. It not only retains fresh sweetness, but also needs to be cut off, which is useless.

Drunk shrimps are usually eaten raw, but Gu Xiang's insight is that Yang Yuqing, Cheng Hao and others have some minor problems in their stomachs. They are not serious and do not affect their desire to eat them. However, it is safe to eat raw shrimps in their stomachs.

When Old Dao Zhang saw that he could not fool food, he shook his head and sighed: "People's hearts are not old... I think I am a person who is almost seventy years old, and I can't even eat. I can't eat. It's so pitiful, so sorry, so pitiful."

His apprentice closed his eyes. When he was having dinner, his master robbed him fiercely, and the chopsticks were flying out of the afterimage, asking him to have this energy when he was urged by his master to read the scriptures, and he didn't have to be scolded every day.

Shortly after the old Taoist finished speaking, Gao Feng and Xue Liniang climbed up the stairs one after another. When they came up, the cups, plates, bowls, and chopsticks on the tables sitting here were so clean that they could see.

Gao Feng paused and immediately wanted to go left.

He often heard that Zhang Zhenren had quirks. When he went out to spend money, he always struggled with his pockets and famine everywhere.

Is there no money to eat this time?

His eyes flashed slightly, and Gao Feng repeatedly ordered the waiter: "Give all the signature dishes in your building to the real person and these people, I'll invite you."

The waiter was stunned and did not move for a moment.

Zhang Laodao waved his hand, yawned, and spoke coldly: "No need."

Gao Feng's eyes turned around, looked around, called the waiter over, and gave him a silver melon seed: "Let your chef buy a table of the best tables downstairs, pick up the best dishes you have, and count as rewards if you have more, and then make up for them if you have less."

As he said that, he nodded politely to Gu Xiang and others, and smiled: "I want to talk to Zhang Zhenren alone. How about I go downstairs and avoid them first? I have a little wine, and I should apologize."

He said he was apologizing, but there was no sign of apologetic position on his face.

Everyone looked up and looked over in surprise.

Gao Feng's eyes were slightly condensed, and he thought in his mind how he would fight back lightly if these people attacked, so as not to displeased Zhenren Zhang.

These people are not important, but Zhenren Zhang is not easy to offend.

"OK."

Unexpectedly, everyone had a smile in their eyes and no anger at all.

Jin Qilin even stood up first, raised his foot and walked downstairs, "Can Master Zhang actually deserve such a banquet? How strange."

Gu Xiang didn't mind: "We were full, and since Young Master Gao wanted to treat him, how about sending him to the dock at the banquet? I just saw that there were more laborers unloading the ship today than usual, so I was afraid that some food supply would not be available."

Gao Feng was slightly surprised, but said, "Miss Gu Gao Yi, that second brother, you can serve the food and make sure everyone can eat it."

Old Dao Zhang sat up and opened his eyes, looking at Gao Feng with great interest.

Gao Feng was stunned for a moment, suddenly realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly said, "Xiao Kewan, no..." How could he say that he bought Zhenren Zhang?

"It's really love."

Old Dao Zhang suddenly laughed, and a big word "happy" was written between the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and his wrinkles were blooming.

Gao Feng was even more nervous, but the waiter came over to ask without knowing the eyes and asked: "You really have to have the best seat? Once this seat is settled, it cannot be returned. It is very expensive, and it costs 1.35 million taels of silver."

Gao Fengxin was talking to Zhang Zhenren, but he didn't hear it clearly. He waved his hand and said angrily: "Go and do it quickly, can't my Gao family afford the money?"

The waiter had to go.

Gao Feng was angry, but nothing happened.

Gu Xiang, Yang Yuqing and others went downstairs quickly, and Zhang Zhenren did not make things difficult for him. She sat down with laughter and heard that his grandmother had treated her illness. She agreed immediately. She also wrote a note for him to take it to Shangqingguan, and asked Shangqingguan to send a doctor to the doctor for consultation first, and wait for him to go back before he could diagnose and treat it.
Chapter completed!