"I'd better eat light food." Wen Youdu looked at Qi Heng and said decisively. He didn't want to be someone showing off his power. He sucked his mouth while still having tears and snot. The image of the young master he paid attention to was completely destroyed.

Xiang Yunjin raised his eyebrows, "I have no problem."

Gulan nodded, and there were all clear soup and red soup anyway, so they could choose.

Then he swept to Li and the others who were placing the dishes and chopsticks, and said in a low voice: "There is no need to serve here, you and your followers should also eat."

"Yes" Li and Wu clans quickly retreated, their faces slightly excited.

The master in the kitchen also left them antique soup, whether it was clear soup or red oil.

The two of them couldn't wait to wake up their men when they thought of the fragrance of antique soup.

In the guest room, no one could hold back when the idle people waited for quitting.

The whole meal was silent, no matter the child's eyes were all in the pot on the table, and the food was so hot.

Not to mention Gulan, she is a person who loves spicy food. This little spicy food is a little bit of for her, and she is loyally supported by Hong Oil Pot. At the same time, An An and Xiang Yunjin are also supported.

Both of them are also spicy, although their lips are red when they are spicy, and they have no other adverse reactions except that they become more addicted to eating.

Qi Heng couldn't do it anymore. He was the one who was not very spicy, but he couldn't help but temptation to always put on a red oil pan. The result can be imagined.

Not only was my whole face numb, but it was as red as I had drunk wine. My tears never stopped since I started eating, and my mouth kept sucking. I drank a few pots of almond milk tea made by Gulant.

The warmth is quite self-aware. After tasting a chopstick, my eyes were red when I was spicy and I ate my own soup pot in a regular manner. Although the fragrance was greatly reduced, it was much more flavorful than the antique soup in the restaurant. It was better than Qi Heng's appearance without any image.

It was so disgusting that I looked like it.

On the other hand, the Jin Butler and his subordinates and guards who came over with their respective masters gathered at the Jin Butler and their resting place and ate hot.

Although I ate this antique soup with red oil for the first time, I was captured by the domineering fragrance as soon as I entered the house, and almost everyone started eating it regardless of their image.

Even if they were fanned directly by the spicy fan, they still couldn't stop the chopsticks in their hands. Even the Jin Butler and Cai Yu, who were once cooks, were like this.

It's so delicious that it's just so irresistible.

I admire my master's greatness even more.

Until the end of the meal, even though my stomach was so spicy that it was hot, everyone was lingering.

Then, Xiang Yunjin and his party were invited to rest in the hall, drinking the hawthorn tea specially brewed by the housekeeper to relieve greasy food.

"Brother Gu, the red oil antique soup is so delicious. How can you take out such a good idea?"

The spicy taste in his mouth just eased a little, and Qi Heng couldn't help it when he opened his mouth, as if he was complaining that Gulan was favored by others, and he didn't have it himself.

"Just... let's talk about it when you don't feel uncomfortable tomorrow." Gulan looked at Qi Heng with a smile, looking behind him.

Wen Youdu smiled and turned his head. His mouth was so he could control his business and deserved to be criticized.

Xiang Yunjin couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly. This was the end of his mouth that he couldn't control. He deserved to be exposed. This guy should have a nemesis, otherwise he would never have a memory every time.

Qi Heng was choked and glared at Gulan in grief and anger, regretting that he didn't hold on to the door, so why did he let it go?

This black history is probably going to follow him for the rest of his life. When Qi Heng thought of this possibility, he suddenly became unhealthy.

"By the way, Brother Gu, did you not consider opening a restaurant if you have such a good cooking skills?"

After all, I am a friend for many years. Wen Youdu still speaks to change the topic and alleviate the embarrassment for my friends.

But I really think so. With Gulan's craftsmanship, it is no problem to make money every day in Yunzhou City.

Qi Heng suddenly forgot to be embarrassed and looked at Gulan with interest. If he opened a restaurant in the city, he would definitely support him.

He doesn't have to always come over to eat and drink with shame. In fact, he is also embarrassed.

Looking at the three people opposite, Gulan thought about it and said, "It's not that he didn't think about it, but he didn't think about it yet."

"I didn't think about it. Is there anything I want to think about? Are you afraid that I can't find a shop? I'll leave this easy to deal with. I can't get the money together." Qi Hengcai said generously.

As long as Gulan is willing to open it, he can give it a shop.

"And I, although I am not as rich as Huaixing, I still have some savings. Brother Gu doesn't have to worry about this." Wen Youdao also expressed his opinion.

A little moved, Gulan hurriedly turned his head and smiled and said, "Thank you, but I think I still have the money for opening a restaurant."

"I just want to wait and wait until the spring of the next year."

"Why have to wait until the spring of the next year? Isn't it possible to open it after finding a shop?" When Qi Heng thought about how many months there were, he couldn't help it, mainly because his mouth couldn't wait.

"It's too tiring to open a restaurant, and I don't want to be so tiring, and I don't want to spend all my time on the restaurant, so I want to train a few chefs during this time, which is the reason."

"That's right!" Qi Heng shut up. If it was the reason, it would be hard for him to persuade him again.

Isn’t he willing to manage his family’s business because he doesn’t want to suffer because he is lazy?

He still understands the principle of not doing to others what he does not want others to do to others.

"This is just one aspect, and there is another aspect I haven't figured out whether to open a restaurant in the city."

"Do you still need to think about this?" Qi Heng was puzzled.

Not only did Qi Heng not understand, but even Wen Youdu and Xiang Yunjin were not understandable, so they would not open where they were not in the city.

If you say that business is good, it must be in the city!

Xiang Yunjin: "Do you have other ideas?"

"Well, I didn't think about it before, but now I have a rough direction."

Xiang Yunjin: "Speak and listen."

"I want to ask a question before talking about me?" Gulan looked at Xiang Yunjin.

Xiang Yunjin: "What?"

"Does there be heavy snow in Yunzhou City every year? Is it always so cold?"

Hearing this, he looked at Yun Jin deeply at Gu Lai, and something flashed in his mind.

As for whether there will be heavy snow in Yunzhou City every year, that is certain.

Not only Yunzhou City, but also Yunzhou, there are different snows of different sizes and thicknesses every year, but even if the amount of snow is at least, it seems to reach the point below the knee.

The cold is so thick, and the cold is natural.

Immediately nodded to Quran.

Seeing that the answer was a positive one, Gulan knew it.

He spoke again, "Actually, my idea is not complicated. I just want to open a manor that combines food, drink and play together."

"Eat, drink and play together."

This was fresh, and everyone's interest was instantly raised, and they looked at Quran with a bright look.

"Gulan, tell me what good ideas are, stop being too slow." Qi Heng couldn't help it.

"Okay, don't be too slow." Then he smiled at Qi Heng, "It's fun to ski."
Chapter completed!