Cheng Buzheng saw a luxurious restaurant in the distance. On the huge door plaque were written three gilded characters "Liu Xian Tower". Not only did this building occupy a radius of 100 feet, the attic was six stories high and it was also the center of the town.
The most luxurious restaurant.
At this time, the door of the restaurant was open, and occasionally people came in and out in twos and threes.
According to market rumors, the restaurant was not called "Liu Xian Restaurant" at first. Later, an immortal came to dine here. The owner was overjoyed when he heard about it and customized a plaque overnight.
The rumors about Liuxian Tower slowly spread in the town, and they were well-known.
Once, after Cheng Bufan heard about it, he couldn't help but exclaimed that the owner of this restaurant was really a genius in business. Because rumors of gods and monsters were very popular among the people, the owner of the restaurant actually learned how to exploit the hot spots without any teacher.
Thinking about it now, I'm afraid those rumors are probably true. He doesn't believe that the restaurant owner dares to make fun of the immortal.
The anger of the immortal is not something that a small restaurant owner can tolerate.
Cheng Buzheng glanced at the three gilded characters and strode directly to the restaurant.
When he just stepped into the lobby of the restaurant, the waiter hurriedly ran up to Cheng Buzheng, bent down and said with a smile.
"Sir, do you want to order a signature dish?"
The waiter knew that it was almost impossible for this young man in coarse cloth to order a signature dish, but he still couldn't help but say it. After all, if you introduce a guest to order a signature dish, you can get a portion of the order fee.
So much so that this sentence has almost become his mantra.
Cheng Buzheng glanced at the waiter, as if he had seen him in his previous life breaking his back for a living. The two were so similar.
"Young master, which private room is it in?"
The waiter glanced at him in surprise. He didn't expect that the gentle young man in front of him was actually related to the young master's family. He murmured silently in his heart.
I was quite envious in my heart, but my expression didn't show it at all.
The waiter quickly showed a professional fake smile and stretched out his right hand, "Please... the young master is dining in the Rich Hall on the third floor. Please come with me."
Under the guidance of the waiter, we came to the outside of the Rich Hall on the third floor and looked at the closed purple wooden door. The wooden door was carved with beautiful lines. After the waiter completed the guidance, he said goodbye and left.
Cheng Buzheng directly pushed open the purple wooden door and saw inside the private room. There was a huge round table in the center, and the four walls were made of precious wood with various patterns carved on it.
The overall look not only looks grand, but also much more elegant.
Sitting on the chair next to the round table was a thin young man wearing a white robe and a handsome face. However, his thin lips ruined the gentleness and made him look even more mean.
This person is none other than Cheng Buzheng's recent new friend, Mr. Qian Qian Zhe.
"Don't argue...look what a good thing this is!" Qian Zhe said with a happy face and pointed with his right hand.
Cheng Buzheng's eyes fell on the solid wood round table, which was filled with a variety of dishes, including the signature dishes just mentioned by the waiter, Enter the Dragon and the Tiger, Aftertaste of the Immortal, Three Rolls of Dragon Meat...
suddenly.
His heart moved, and he saw in the middle of all the dishes, a huge tray containing an unknown variety of lobster that was nearly one meter long.
He has never seen such a big lobster before. It is probably not a monster, or it is not far away from becoming a spirit.
Seeing the red-shelled lobster, Cheng Buzheng couldn't help but twitch his throat, forced his eyes away, looked at Qian Zhe, and said with a smile.
"How did you get such a huge thing? It's really beyond my expectation."
Qian Zhe seemed to be very satisfied with Cheng Buzheng's reaction. When he saw such a giant thing for the first time, he was greatly surprised. Normally, the lobsters he saw were no more than the size of a palm. How could he ever see such a huge lobster?
"If you hadn't told me...how would I know that there is such delicious food in the world!
You also know that I like to eat... Qian Zhe is your friend!"
Cheng Bufan smiled slightly, "You don't have enough money... This giant thing needs to be dipped in ingredients to make it delicious in the world, otherwise it will be a waste! I'll prepare some!"
"No need for that, I'm ready!"
As he spoke, Qian Zhe waved his hand and reached out to open the two white porcelain bowls that were put together. Inside the white porcelain bowls were the ingredients he mentioned.
Cheng Buzheng hurriedly ran over, divided the ingredients into two pieces, poured them into a white porcelain bowl, then picked up the scissors on one side and walked to the giant shrimp. He cut off the front shell along the limbs with force.
"It's a small amount of money... Just try it and I guarantee it's delicious!"
Cheng Buzheng cut a slit in the shell, revealing the white, tender, crystal clear, and clear-textured white meat inside.
A delicious fragrance came out from the crystal clear white meat, and then Cheng Buzheng placed the giant shrimp on the plate in front of Young Master Qian.
"You kid, you don't dare to deceive me!" Qian Zhe dipped the ingredients in his mouth and chewed them slightly, then his eyes lit up and he laughed and cursed:
"What a delicious food! How did you come up with it...or do you know how to eat it?
Let’s eat together, I can’t eat such giant shrimps alone!”
Cheng Buzheng smiled and said, "Then it's better to be respectful than to obey..."
It was also my first time to eat such a huge thing. It turned out that the food I ate was the size of a palm and there wasn’t much meat.
You still have little money, but you have a lot of energy!"
Afterwards, he wrote down the process and details of the stir-fried crayfish and handed them to Qian Zhe.
Immediately, the Fugui Hall was filled with laughter and laughter. Under Cheng Buzheng's deliberate flattery, Mr. Qian ate happily.
After having enough wine and food.
Young Master Qian lay lazily on the Grand Master's chair, looked at Cheng Bufan and slowly said:
"You also know that Liuxianlou is opened by my old man. You dedicating such delicious secrets to me is equivalent to giving me a money tree.
Don’t argue...if you need anything, just ask."
Although Qian Zhe spoke very loudly, Cheng Buzheng knew that what he said was just polite words, and what kind of character this person really was.
He still knows that he is not an irritable young man who doesn't understand anything.
Cheng Buzheng had already made a plan in his mind, and then said unhurriedly:
"We have less money and we are friends. When we talk about this... you don't treat me as a friend!"
He said with an unhappy look on his face.
This is just his psychological tactic of retreating in order to advance. Just now he deliberately flattered and added his own identity.
At this moment, Qian Zhe was determined not to fall out. After all, Mr. Qian was only a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, and he had not yet reached the level of being black-faced and cruel-hearted.
as expected.
"Brother is wrong. If you have any trouble in the future, tell me. Brother is still a bit thin in the town!"
Qian Zhe said sincerely, but he didn't care in his heart. Of course it is a trivial matter with a little effort, but there is nothing he can do about troublesome things.
At the same time, he was quite optimistic about this young man. He knew that the young man in front of him was the most proud medicine boy of the doctor in the town. He said he was a medicine boy but he was actually his disciple.
According to the information he knew, this person's medical skills were already seventy-eight times as good as Dr. Bai Rentang's.
In the future, his medical skills will definitely be better than those of others. Otherwise, a mere medicine boy would want to make friends with him.
He is not that cheap.
The calculation in Qian Zhe's mind was like a thunderbolt.
Cheng Buzheng was well aware of Qian Zhe's plan, otherwise, how could his plan succeed?