Han Shaer understood the habit of cut sleeves and didn't take it seriously. What was saddening was that the previous guess was completely confirmed. The poison of roasted bamboo chicken and Pinellia ternata was not accidental or accidental, but Wangjianglou's greed for profit and malicious intent.
For this reason - put yourself in another person's shoes, what are the interests of Wangjiang Tower? Aren't you afraid that if things happen one after another, your reputation will be bad and your source of customers will be affected? Yes, the guesthouse is suppressing customers. As the ceiling of the catering industry, it is scattered.
The diners were nauseous and dizzy, which did not prevent other diners from flocking to them. Moreover, all of them were cured after treatment - treatment?
In that incident, a dog traveled a thousand miles to eat shit. Could it be that this dog's long life is causing trouble again? So Wu Ying was arranged to go to bed early and get up early, and led two people to Buzhuling...
The business in Wangjiang Tower is booming. It’s past midnight, the private rooms are full, and the hall is packed. Three young men dressed as Baheng and Erying sit next to a small square table with a booth style and are negotiating with the waiters. Baheng
Putting on a negotiating tone: "Second brother, can you please be accommodating and change to a larger private room? I am entertaining friends from far away, and I order a lot of dishes." Xiaoying said: "I want it, I want every dish.
Have a plate." The waiter said with a puzzled smile: "Guest, please don't embarrass me. The private rooms are all reserved by gentlemen. Who is willing to change? I'll give you a call? Every dish in our restaurant is high-quality, delicious and plentiful.
No matter how much money you have, six or at most nine dishes will be enough to eat. You don’t need to be too extravagant. The water will flow smoothly.” Xiangying said in a rough voice: “If you don’t make money, I’ll call you Gua Wa Zai.”
"Do you know if I want to have a plate of this? I won't have to eat anymore." The waiter suddenly understood and said, "Hey, you look familiar to me. Your friend is from Bashu, right? The three of you were here the day before yesterday. Could it be that
How about a farewell trip this time? The Qinhuai scenery is the best in the world, why don't you stay and play for a few more days?" Ba Heng said: "The second brother has a good eye. He was here the night before yesterday. They were so hungry that they spent a lot of money.
I guess your food won't be poisonous, right?" The waiter said proudly and anxiously: "Guests, please don't dare to say nonsense. Our restaurant is on the first floor in the southeast, and the quality of the dishes is recognized by the princess and even the imperial envoys who send relatives. In the past, some people did it.
It is said that pufferfish is poisonous, and the government sent doctors to check it repeatedly, and there is nothing wrong. I am afraid that the distinguished guests from afar are new to the country and are not accustomed to the local environment." Xiaoying wanted to refute, but Bahen handed over the banknotes: "Don't talk too much, just do what they said.
, all on!" The waiter was really embarrassed, he really couldn't put it down, Xiangying snorted: "Just hold it and wait for it - forget it, forget it, I'll take a quick taste of it and you can leave."
A stupid person with a lot of money, no roots and no skin, deserves to be slaughtered. The waiter smiled and agreed, and the plates were carried back and forth. When the roasted bamboo chicken came, Bahen took out a silver skewer without any warning.
With a pop, the waiter was too stunned to react. Xiaoying exclaimed: "It's really dark!" Xiangying stood up loudly: "Poisonous!" This caused a commotion among the diners at the scene. The waiter responded accordingly and bowed on all sides.
He yelled anxiously: "Dear guests and gentlemen, we are doing magic tricks here!" Ba Heng stretched out his hands and grabbed the collar of his neck: "What the hell! Call your shopkeeper, boss, come here!" The clerk made a false accusation.
He argued forcefully: "Don't even think about eating the Overlord's meal this way! There are so many people who want to eat the Overlord's meal, and no one can succeed." Baheng raised his hand to give a big mouthful, picked up a plate, and threw it to the ground with a bang, and the broken pieces scattered everywhere.