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Chapter 296 Your bragging style is very similar to a friend of mine.

"Meeting each other means we are destined to meet each other. Why don't we have a drink together, my friends?"

As the old man said this, he turned around and asked the waiter to bring him a pair of bowls and chopsticks.

This old man is quite interesting.

Wang Zi'an was not polite, smiled and said thank you, and symbolically raised his chopsticks to eat some.

Now he really looked down on the taste of food and drinks in restaurants outside - just make do with the occasion, otherwise it would be a bit embarrassing for him to sit here without ordering a single dish or drinking a glass of wine.

This is a restaurant, not a theater.

"Why, these dishes are not to your liking?"

The slightly fat old man, who was called Xuanzhen, stopped his chopsticks slightly in surprise. As the boss behind this restaurant, he has always been satisfied with the level of cooking in this restaurant. This was something he paid a lot of money to hire.

The imperial chef was the first serving in the capital.

The craftsmanship is really impressive, even His Majesty was willing to come over for a drink occasionally.

This means that he is unwilling to expand the scale, otherwise it would have become the leading restaurant in the capital.

However, today I was disliked by others!

The fat old man named Xuanzhen looked at Wang Zi'an with strange eyes. If he hadn't known that this was a chance encounter, he would have almost suspected that he was just here to cause trouble.

"It's okay-"

Although Wang Zi'an wanted to complain, he was a bit embarrassed after all, so he smiled indifferently.

Still okay?!

The old man named Xuanzhen was almost angry. Do you think the quality of the food in his restaurant is acceptable?

Even the emperor's cooks in the palace compound may not be of this level!

Wang Zi'an smiled at the two of them, then put down his chopsticks and poured himself a bowl of boiled water.

The dishes at this restaurant are really hard to describe.

You can't eat it, just take a look, since you're not here to eat or drink.

At this time, the waiter happened to bring the food and wine that Wang Zi'an had brought over. Wang Zi'an glanced at it and immediately lost interest in using chopsticks.

Ever since I mastered the skills of the God of Cooking, I no longer have any interest in restaurants outside. It seems that opening a restaurant in partnership with Li Xiaogong must be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

Nothing else, just so that I can eat delicious food outside when I go out to play.

"Come on, you two, you're welcome..."

As Wang Zi'an spoke, he turned around and made a gesture of invitation to the two old men. He poured himself a glass of boiled water.

In this restaurant, this is the only place where I can feel comfortable eating.

The two old men couldn't help but look at each other, with a strange look in their eyes. Especially the old man who looked like an old woman couldn't help but have a look of interest in his eyes.

Come on, just now they said it was okay, I guess they were saying it nicely, but even a blind person could see the disgust in his eyes.

"My little friend seems to be a little disdainful of the food and wine. Maybe he knows where there is better food. I wonder if you can tell me - I am old and don't like me. I just like to sit in the red and green.

There are delicacies in the world..."

Wang Zi'an couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

Awesome, old man!

At this age, he is still evil-minded.

He couldn't help but look up and down at the old man opposite him. Well - he wasn't bragging, he really showed signs of intoxication and debauchery!

Nowadays, although his body looks strong and strong, his eyes are cloudy and his skin and flesh are loose. It is obvious that he is already strong on the outside and dry on the inside, and his body is gradually being hollowed out by wine and sex.

Tsk, if you don’t know how to take care of your body, then you will really have to die under the peonies and become a ghost.

"Old man, you are so elegant and in good health - amazing!"

Wang Zi'an smiled and gave the old man a thumbs-up gesture. It was really impressive that he could still have such capital at this age.

When the old man heard this, he couldn't help laughing.

"Even though I'm getting older, I still have no problem with having a daughter at night. To be honest, I just gave birth to a little girl some time ago -"

Wang Zi’an:……

Look at what you are proud of!

Okay, it seems really worth being proud of.

"Old man, you are so old and strong, you have the spirit of a dragon and a horse——"

When I arrived in the Tang Dynasty, this was the first time I met such a fun-loving old man. Not only was he talkative, but he also talked more cheerfully than the young people. Wang Zi'an was also amused and amused.

"I can't do it anymore - I'm old, I'm old, I'm not as good as I used to be -"

After saying that, the old man even sighed, which made Wang Zian laugh and cry. The old man was still in Versailles.

"My little friend, I am very curious and want to know what kind of delicacies my little friend usually enjoys, so that these wines and dishes are difficult to swallow..."

Without waiting for Wang Zi'an to speak, the old man changed the topic and returned to the food. Look at his posture. If Wang Zi'an told him the name of a place, he might be able to go there immediately.

"It's not really a gourmet food. I usually just cook something by myself and eat it together - but it may be more delicious than the one in front of me. To be honest, among the restaurants in Chang'an City, every one of them has their own craftsmanship.

It’s really a bit rough…”

Wang Zi'an felt that he had to be more modest.

The round old man's face almost turned dark when he heard this.

This is bullshit!

"Ah, I didn't expect that my little friend is not only unparalleled in poetry, but also has such superb cooking skills!"

Having said this, the old man coughed dryly and showed a look of anticipation.

"Ahem, I wonder if I have a chance to taste my little friend's craftsmanship - don't worry, I won't eat your food for free. Whatever you want, just say it. Although I am old now and have nothing to do, but in this city of Chang'an

, when I say it, I think it still has some weight..."

Upon hearing what Wang Zi'an said, the old man opposite who looked like his wife suddenly became excited. Looking at Wang Zi'an, he couldn't help but show a look of excitement on his face.

Wang Zi’an:……

To be honest, old man, your current boasting attitude is very much like that of a friend of mine.

"May I ask the old man what your last name is——"

Wang Zi'an couldn't help complaining in his heart and asked subconsciously.

"My surname is Li..."

Wang Zi’an:!!!!!!

What a coincidence, another friend of mine also has the last name Li!

You Lao Li family members all have the attribute of bragging.

Looking at the old man taking care of everything, Wang Zi'an didn't know how to complain.

"Mr. Li, right? That's fine. As long as you don't mind it, I'll go to the kitchen behind and give you two simple side dishes. I just don't know if the store owner agrees..."

To be honest, Wang Zi'an himself couldn't eat the dish in front of him. He looked at the time and saw that the victorious army would not be able to pass by. He simply nodded and prepared to go to the kitchen to make a few.

Just go ahead and eat some.

"Leave the business of the store to me——"

The plump old man took Wang Zi'an to the kitchen without saying a word.

I don’t know what he said to the shopkeeper. After a while, the shopkeeper nodded and bowed over to invite me.

"Sir, you can use the ingredients here as you like. If you need anything, you can always give your order and I will go and buy it for you right away..."

"No need to go to such trouble, we'll just make do with something -"

Wang Zi'an glanced briefly and waved his hand.

The kitchen in this restaurant is indeed a bit simple. All kinds of seasonings are reliable, but there are chopped green onions, oil and salt. Wang Zi'an is too lazy to ask others to buy them, so he uses local materials, briefly processes them, and then starts to work.

"Little friend Wang, do you want us to get out of the way?"

The chubby old man asked tentatively.

"It doesn't matter——"

Wang Zi'an waved his hand casually and just cooked a few home-cooked dishes. There was nothing to hide.


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