After Zhao Qinglan's family arrived, Zhao's father answered a phone call and then went out. After a while, he saw him walking in with two friends, who were older than Zhao's father. Among them, the woman was accompanied by a
A boy about the same age as Zhao Qingyuan.
Seeing them coming, Zhao's mother stood up and greeted: "Xiao Si, you are here, sit down quickly."
Wang Sifan, who came from the same village, played best with Father Zhao since he was a child. Because he has three older sisters and is the fourth in the family, everyone he knows usually calls him Xiaosi.
Wang Sifan: "Okay."
My fourth wife, "Happy birthday, sister."
Zhao's mother smiled and said: "We have fun together, we are very happy."
We were all friends. We smiled and sat down.
After everyone sat down, the waiter began to serve the dishes. The dishes were all prepared in advance, so the dishes were served very quickly and one after another. Soon, the table was full, and one dish was served in the middle.
Grilled fish.
King crab, deep-sea lobster, abalone, braised whole chicken, spicy chicken, sizzling duck, grilled fish, yam and ribs soup, braised pork buns, cut beef, lamb chops, etc... There are too many dishes, plus boneless ones.
There are twenty-eight dishes on this table, such as chicken feet and other cold dishes. Fortunately, the table is big enough, otherwise it would be too big to put them on. Usually, when a banquet is held, only seventeen or eight dishes are served.
The dishes are exquisitely cooked, and even the presentation is beautiful. The portions are also sufficient. The main reason is that Zhao Qinglan did not order those fancy things. For example, three or two small shrimps, fried shrimp tails and a few French fries and some tomatoes.
Sauce is just a dish. If you invite someone to dinner, whoever orders this will be full.
Therefore, Zhao Qinglan didn’t choose, and directly ordered the food himself, where the restaurant recommended a combination and then fixed the price per table.
No, just look at that grilled fish, it smells like fireworks. This is what a foodie should eat. If anyone else orders a plate with a little bit of food, even Zhao’s mother will complain when she sees it.
The bells and whistles are not enough to feed the rabbits.
"Xiaojun, if you order so many dishes, you can finish them all."
The speaker is a friend of Zhao Qinglan’s father.
Hearing him speak, Zhao's father smiled and said: "It's okay, there are many of us, we are all our own people, so eat slowly."
Soon the dishes were all served, and the waiter stepped forward and said with a smile: "Guests, the dishes have been served. Please take your time. You can ring the bell to call us if you need it."
Mother Zhao: "Bring a bottle of Sprite, orange juice, three bottles of beer, and a bottle of milk by the way."
Zhao Ma said and looked at her father-in-law.
"Dad, would you like some liquor?"
The old man nodded.
"Well, let's have some."
The old man knows how to drink. He usually drinks white wine, such as sorghum wine, Shao Daozi, and Erguotou. He likes all of these. He doesn’t blush even after two ounces of drinking. He has a good capacity for drinking and the quality of the wine is good. From then on,
When I was young, even if I was really drunk, I would lie down and sleep.
After glancing at his grandfather, Zhao Qinglan raised his hand and motioned to the waiter, "Open a bottle of Moutai, and also have a bottle of wine."
When the waiter heard the order for wine, his eyes lit up and he smiled and said: "Okay, everyone, please wait a moment, I will get it for you right now."
Dad Zhao was not in a hurry, but asked. "How much does a bottle of Moutai cost? Are they all the same price?"
Even if you want to drink, you should ask before buying, so you know what you are doing to avoid being cheated.
The waiter began to introduce: "It's different. The older the vintage, the more expensive the wine. However, the good Moutai here usually costs two to three thousand, several thousand or even tens of thousands. Even higher, there are also expensive wines, tens of thousands.
, hundreds of thousands of bottles. There are also ordinary vintages, about one thousand a bottle, and the same goes for wine, it depends on which one you want."
"The 18-year-old Moutai here sells very well, and the price is reasonable, more than 4,000 yuan a bottle."
Hiss...
A bottle of wine costs several thousand.
Where appropriate.
Not suitable at all, so expensive.
"It's better not to use sorghum wine. I'd rather drink sorghum wine. I'm used to it." It's not easy to make money, but he's not willing to drink such expensive wine.
Grandma Zhao Qinglan nodded, "Yes, your dad likes to drink sorghum wine. Just have some sorghum wine."
Zhao Qinglan knew what they were thinking. They didn't like drinking it, but they thought it was too expensive and couldn't part with it.
Zhao Qinglan calmly poured herself a glass of boiled water.
"It's okay, let's have a drink first."
"If grandpa doesn't like it, you can change it again."
You can change it again, granddaughter, it’s not a question of whether you like it or not.
I still bought Moutai, which cost more than 4,000 yuan a bottle, and also bought a bottle of wine, which cost more than 2,000 yuan. Even so, for most ordinary people, this kind of drinking is considered a luxury.
Not only her grandparents, but also Zhao’s parents and Zhao’s mother felt a little emotional. Their daughter (granddaughter) made money quickly, but also spent money at an unusual speed.
"Stop sitting there and use your chopsticks. We are all our own people, so you are welcome."
"Xiaorou, it's better to have a drink. Your legs are not healed yet, so it's better not to drink."
"Sister Lin, I can just drink a drink. I don't know how to drink. I usually feel dizzy after drinking a glass of beer..."
In the private room, there was laughter, conversation, and the sound of clinking dishes and chopsticks.
It all shows that everyone had a great time eating and enjoying themselves.
The phone vibrated.
Zhao Qinglan picked up the phone and took a look.
It was sent by my assistant.
"Boss, the cake is ready. Do you want to take my friend's car to your house now?"
"Put the cake on the car first."
"Come and eat."
Zhao Qinglan sent him the address directly.
"Okay, boss, I'll be right over."
Xiao Yu was sitting next to Zhao Qinglan. They were sitting next to each other. He was quietly eating vegetables and drinking juice.
Who is your sister chatting with?
He unconsciously leaned a little closer to her.
"Sister, who are you sending a message to?"
"Is he your friend?"
Zhao Qinglan glanced at him and said, "Assistant."
Put the phone back.
Pick up the chopsticks and continue eating.
While eating, Zhao Qinglan frowned slightly when he saw that Xiao Yu rarely picked up vegetables, then picked up the chopsticks and put them into his bowl. Children, you should eat more and grow fat.
Xiao Yu looked at the vegetables in the bowl.
They are all his favorite food, but how could Sister Qinglan know?
Lower your head and eat the vegetables.
Delicious.
Look at him eating it all.
Zhao Qinglan was satisfied and felt that the child was quite easy to raise.
"Sister, I also want ribs."
Obviously he can pick it up by himself. He just needs to stand up. If he can't pick up the vegetables, he can ask his mother to pick them up for him. But he just wants his sister to pick them up for him.
Sister Qinglan gave him the feeling that she was his relative a long time ago, so he wanted to get close to her.
"Yeah."
Zhao Qinglan served him ribs and many other dishes.