When the Wu family came out of the restaurant after lunch, they were already waiting in line.
When he walked into Youranju and saw the fresh and elegant decoration inside, Wu Qingliu snorted and said: "It's all fancy."
In his opinion, a place for drinking tea should be quiet, simple and elegant, but this leisurely place is too bright, with flowers and plants on the table, and screens to cover it, some of which are made of clear gauze embroidered with flowers and birds, which feels a bit too catering.
Women's aesthetics seem a bit gaudy.
However, Bai and Wu Mingzhu liked the atmosphere of this tearoom very much. They thought this tearoom looked very special and was not as boring as other tearooms.
Xiao Zhao, the waiter who led the way, frowned slightly when he heard Wu Qingliu's words. The decoration of their teahouse was liked by all men, women and children in Jiangzhou City, but it was not too fancy.
After sitting down, Xiao Zhao presented the menu, "This is our menu at Youranju."
Wu Qingliu didn't answer. Wu Mingzhu, who was sitting next to her mother, reached out and took it and couldn't wait to open it. She heard from the prefect's daughter that the menus at Youranju were different from those elsewhere. The snacks and tea drinks were all drawn on the menus.
, you can intuitively see how the tea drinks and tea drinks look like, and the tea drinks and snacks on the menu are almost the same as the pictures on the menu.
"Mom, look, each of these dim sums has pictures on the menu?"
Wu Mingzhu leaned towards her mother and asked her mother to read the menu with her.
Mr. Bai looked at it with a smile and said, "It's really true. It looks really good in this picture."
Xiao Zhao interrupted at the right time: "Our products are also the same as the pictures on the menu."
Mrs. Bai nodded and said, "Then the snacks in your teahouse are really exquisite."
The appearance of mother and son made Wu Qingliu frown frequently, feeling that they looked like they had never seen the world, which was a bit embarrassing.
Others did not think that the Bai family, mother and son, had never seen the world, because no matter who they were, they always looked like this when they came back for the first time.
Bai and Wu Mingzhu ordered more hot caramel milk tea, and each of them ordered a fruit cream cake. Wu Mingzhu ordered egg tarts, matcha snacks, egg yolk cakes and crystal shrimp dumplings.
Wu Mingli frowned and said, "I just had lunch. I ordered so many snacks, can you finish them?"
Wu Mingzhu whispered: "I didn't use much for lunch, but I can still eat it anyway."
These were all the snacks that the prefect’s daughter had mentioned. The prefect’s daughter said they were particularly delicious, so she naturally ordered them all to try.
Instead of ordering snacks, Wu Qingliu and his son ordered a pot of black tea and a pot of jasmine tea.
The waiter left with the menu, and Wu Qingliu glanced at the poems hanging on the wall. Although he didn't want to admit it, in Jiangzhou, a city full of merchants and materialistic people, there were still many talented people. These poems hanging on the wall were written very well.
They are all very good. If anyone comes out and takes them to Sucheng, they will be top-notch.
"Where are the poems written by the Emperor and Mr. Yun?" The two brothers Wu Mingli were also searching all over the wall. They had not found the poem by the Emperor and Mr. Yun, but they found a poem signed by Yun Luochuan.
"Yunluochuan?"
Wu Mingli pointed to the poem with some surprise and said, "Isn't that a poem written by Cousin Yun?"
Wu Qingliu looked in the direction pointed by his eldest son and snorted: "Humph, how could his poem be hung here?"
The poem was well written, and it was indeed signed by Yun Luochuan, but Wu Qingliu felt that it was definitely not written by his useless nephew.
Wu Mingyi: "It's really Yunluochuan. If it weren't for cousin Yun, wouldn't there be two Yunluochuans in Jiangzhou City?"