The ingredients are basically semi-finished products. After taking a little time to process them, they can basically be delivered to customers' tables.

According to Yang Yongjin, this group of people came to Tianxiang Tower to stay overnight in the past two days.

Specifically, did you just arrive in Wanghai County in the past few days, or did you already arrive before and just moved to Tianxianglou to settle down in the past two days?

Anyway, I can't figure it out.

The rules of the restaurant are not to inquire into the privacy of guests. Even if they inquire, the other party will not tell them.

On the contrary, it will bring disaster to the restaurant.

But it's a bit strange for this group of people to stay in the hotel.

What a strange method?

In Yang Yongjin's words, it should be four young and strong people, protecting a sickly man wearing a hat, mask and scarf staying in the hotel.

For example, there are five masters and servants, and two rooms are opened. The master lives in one room, and the four servants live in the room opposite.

The owner's meals and drinks were all served by four young and strong men who came to run errands. It had been two days since he had been in the store, and he had had five or six meals before and after. He had never seen the owner leave his room and go downstairs to the hall.

Have a meal.

Even if you dislike the crowded lobby, Tianxiang Tower also provides private rooms of different sizes.

They didn't want private rooms. Anyway, every day when meal time came, one of the servants would come downstairs and tell the kitchen what to prepare.

Then when it is ready, it is sent up, but it cannot be sent into the house yet. It is sent to the door of the house and asked to be taken into the house by the servants.

So the guys in the restaurant talked about it privately, saying that there was a weirdo living in that house, and he was probably too ugly to be seen...

But in Yang Ruoqing's opinion... it's very possible that he is really an ugly guy with a pock-marked face, haha!

Seeing the waiter delivering the dishes with added ingredients to the front yard upstairs, the corners of Yang Ruoqing's mouth raised.

The ugly monster will reveal its prototype in a while, it’s cool!

Because there were a lot of dishes, Yang Yongjin himself carried a tray and a waiter, and the two of them sent the dishes upstairs together.

Because this wave of guests stayed in the best Tianzihao guest room in our hotel, and the Tianzihao guest room was on the third floor, far away from the hustle and bustle of the lobby on the first floor.

Just like the previous few times, when Yang Yongjin came to the door of Tianzihao carrying dishes, he was stopped by one of the servants.

"Sir, I understand the rules. Here they are!" Yang Yongjin smiled and handed over the tray in his hand.

However, this time, the servant did not accept it, but ordered Yang Yongjin: "Send it into the house!"

Yang Yongjin was secretly surprised, but he still followed the instructions and led the waiter to deliver two trays of fragrant dishes to the house.

Naturally, the furniture and furnishings in the room do not need to be described, because this is his own restaurant, and he is the shopkeeper of this restaurant, so Yang Yongjin can know what the furnishings in this room look like with his eyes closed.

His attention was focused on the figure in the rocking chair next to the bed.

Even inside the house, the man in black robe still wore a velvet hat on his head, but did not wear a scarf or mask.

But he was holding a handkerchief in his hand, covering his mouth and nose with the handkerchief, sitting in the rocking chair and coughing silently.

The handkerchief was very large, almost covering the lower half of his face, but the face exposed outside the handkerchief and palm was pale and bloodless.

The cheeks were deeply sunken, and the flesh on the cheeks seemed to have been cut off with a knife.

The eyes look scary, because they are thin and have deep-set eye sockets, which look like two whirlpools.

Moreover, the eyes were mostly black and less white, which made Yang Yongjin feel a little uncomfortable in his heart just by looking at them, as if he was being pinched by a hand.

He lowered his head, bowed his back, and carefully placed the dishes on the tray on the table in the room.

"Your Majesty, the food is ready. Please have your meal."

Yang Yongjin felt that ever since he entered the house, the owner's eyes had been on him.

That kind of feeling seemed to be able to peer into the deepest parts of people's hearts. This reminded Yang Yongjin of Qing'er who was there when he was cooking, and the ingredients that were added to the dishes...

He has been in the catering business for so many years, and he has always cooked rice and vegetables conscientiously. He will strictly control every bowl of food delivered to the kitchen, for fear that something should not fall into the food.

And like today, it is really the first time in my life that I take the initiative to add something to the dish.

To be honest, he really didn't feel comfortable with it. He was mentally building himself up over and over again, telling himself that the people living in this house were heinous bad guys who forced good girls into prostitution and were the culprits who ruined countless families.

He is with his eldest brother Yang Yongxian, they are all a group of cold-blooded machines who kill without blinking an eye!

Only by constantly building himself up mentally in this way can he bring the food into the house steadily.

"Get out!" the host sitting in the rocking chair ordered.

His voice was very soft, so soft that it was very ethereal.

Yang Yongjin thought it was his hallucination, until one of the servants urged: "Our eldest brother asked you to go out, why are you still standing there? Do you want to sit down and eat together?"

Yang Yongjin trembled, quickly came to his senses, smiled and walked out quickly with the shop assistant behind him.

Behind him, the owner's voice came again.

"Wait a minute!"

Following this wait, two servants immediately blocked the door to the Tianzihao guest room.

Yang Yongjin's heart skipped a beat, and he was so nervous that cold sweat broke out on his palms.

He turned around and his normal smile returned to his face.

"Sir, do you have any other orders?"

"Are you the shopkeeper at home?"

"Yes, right down there."

"You, try it."

Try it?

There was a hint of embarrassment in the smile on Yang Yongjin's face, "Sir, what do you mean by this? Our Tianxiang Restaurant is a time-honored restaurant that has been open in Wanghai County for decades, and it has a good reputation..."

"Stop talking nonsense and eat!"

The person who was originally so weak that he seemed to fall apart at the slightest touch suddenly roared in anger.

As a result of the roar, the bowl of tea in his hand suddenly burst.

The bowl fell apart and the tea spilled out!

The cold sweat on Yang Yongjin's forehead was really bigger than a soybean!

Who is this man? He roared so loudly that the bowl was shattered!

This is obviously not an ordinary person!

"Okay, okay, I'll try it. Sir, please calm down!"

Yang Yongjin hurried back, came to the table, picked up a pair of kuaizi next to him, and took a small taste of each dish on the table under the man's gaze.

Not to mention, Qing'er didn't know where to get the medicinal powder and mixed it into these dishes. It didn't affect the taste at all. Even he, a restaurant owner who deals with ingredients every day, couldn't eat it. Others must have eaten it.

Same thing.

Yang Yongjin ate a round in one breath, then put down the kuaizi, turned around and said to the man on the rocking chair: "Sir, can I leave now?"

The man was still covering his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, his eyes lingering on Yang Yongjin's body.
Chapter completed!