Yan Song wrinkled his nose and said, "Bring me the good wine you have here."
The waiter likes this kind of guest the most: "Okay, sir, you have tea first." After saying that, he will walk away.
Tang Ruyue stopped her again: "Is your boss called Tang Qiang?"
The waiter nodded: "Yes, guest officer is familiar with our boss?"
"It's a bit familiar. Call your boss over."
The waiter was a little embarrassed: "Our boss is not here, but the boss's wife is."
Is Aunt Qiang here?
"Oh, call her quickly -" After Tang Ruyue said this, she felt that it was a bit rude to ask her to come. She should have paid her a visit, but she looked at Yan Song and said, "Invite her to come over."
I can't leave my master to see Aunt Qiang, so it would be good to invite her to get to know my master.
The waiter agreed and went down.
After a while, someone knocked on the door outside. Tang Ruyue thought Aunt Qiang was here, so she quickly ran over and opened the door: "Qiang——"
The word aunt was stuck in my throat, but I couldn't scream it out. Finally I had to ask: "Excuse me, are you——"
In front of him was a voluptuous-looking woman, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a slender figure and a coquettish figure.
When he saw the person who opened the door was a boy of twelve or thirteen years old, he saw that he was only wearing cotton clothes, so he didn't say anything, but looked past the boy and looked inside.
Inside, I saw an old man in his fifties drinking tea with a happy expression. Two equally handsome young men in their twenties, one with his head facing the window, were looking at it with gusto, while the other was silent.
In addition, there was a pretty girl aged thirteen or fourteen who took a cup of tea but did not drink it, but her eyes were on the young man.
The woman bowed beforehand and lightly opened her red lips: "Masters, young masters and ladies, how are you? May I ask which guest you are looking for?"
The five people looked at each other, then looked at Tang Ruyue.
Tang Ruyue could only reply: "What I'm looking for is the boss's wife."
The woman bowed her head and replied: "I am the proprietress of this hotel."
Tang Ruyue opened her eyes wide in surprise: "Isn't it right? So young?"
Tang Ruyue's attitude pleased her, and the woman covered her mouth and smiled: "I am indeed the proprietress of this restaurant. Dear guests, if you need anything, please feel free to ask me."
Tang Ruyue couldn't believe it. She asked tentatively: "Excuse me, are there crystal buns and mung bean cakes here..." Tang Ruyue mentioned a dozen staple foods in one breath. These were all recipes she gave to Aunt Qiang.
The woman smiled proudly: "The guest is here for the staple food of my hotel. As long as the guest orders it, all these can be served."
At this time, Tang Ruyue was sure that this hotel was indeed her own, and there was nothing wrong with it. However, why was the proprietress such a enchanting woman instead of a strong aunt?
Could it be that Tang Qiang divorced his wife and married another?
She asked again: "Why isn't Boss Tang Qiang at home?"
"The boss lady" glanced at Tang Ruyue: "He went home today."
"Going back to Tangjiawan?" Tang Die asked quickly.
"Oh, so you are from Tangjiawan?"
The smile on the "boss lady's" face slowly became stiff.
She took a look at how many people were dressed. Although they were good, they were not much better.
But she remembered that the waiter said that these people were served a table of the store's signature dishes as soon as they arrived.
How much money can people from Tangjiawan have? Not only do they dare to serve signature dishes, but they also dare to call themselves over.