Before everyone even raised their chopsticks, they heard an arrogant voice coming from outside: "Huh, if you have something to do, just call me. Why not call me "young" if it's beneficial?"
Meng Jia wore a luxurious brocade robe, a neat black wig, and a folding fan stuck behind his neck. He walked in casually, his nose twitching slightly: "It smells so good..."
Dragging a stool, he squeezed in between Mu Yunhan and Gu Fenglin, took Gu Fenglin's bowl, took Mu Yunhan's chopsticks, and first took a piece of vegetarian chicken to taste.
He was shaking his head while eating, and was intoxicated: "It's delicious, it's delicious, it's so delicious!"
Old Man Gu had a bit of anger in his eyes, and he wanted to step forward to intervene, but Gu Fenglin raised his hand to stop him.
Gu Fenglin picked up the chopsticks and gave Meng Jia a piece of bear paw tofu in a good-tempered manner, then looked at him with a smile and a very loving expression.
Meng Jia couldn't swallow a mouthful of vegetarian chicken and couldn't spit it out. He felt extremely aggrieved, so he slapped his chopsticks and said provocatively: "I am a shareholder, do you understand?"
Gu Fenglin nodded calmly and served Mu Yunhan some food.
Meng Jia rolled his eyes: "From now on, I will come to this town every day, so as not to cause trouble by those short-sighted people."
Gu Fenglin seemed not to have heard anything and spooned out another bowl of soup for Mu Yunhan.
Meng Jia was caught in the middle. Seeing the two of them going back and forth, he felt like he was no longer a human being.
After a moment of silence, he regrouped: "I heard from the Taoist priest a long time ago that he has limited energy and can't cook so many dishes. So it's impossible for your restaurant to only sell his dishes. Do you have any plans? For example, hire another chef or something.
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Mu Yunhan naturally had a plan: "Young master, you ate the snacks made by my maid before, what do you think?"
Meng Jia said: "Not bad."
Mu Yunhan laughed and said, "That's it. There is also a servant girl who is very good at making soup. I have some recipes here. Let her learn it. It won't be a big problem."
She memorized these soup recipes when she was eating and drinking in Meizhou Mansion, and gave them directly to her maids. Soups and snacks were also available.
Meng Jia said proudly: "Then you still need a master chef who can cook meat dishes. I have a man I brought from Lanjing who is good at meat dishes. If I give him to you, I will treat him as my share!"
He blew his nostrils at Gu Fenglin: "Hmph!"
Gu Fenglin smiled lightly, his eyes still very loving, like an old father looking at his ignorant son.
"Gu Xinxian, if you keep looking at me like this, I will fight you tooth and nail!" Meng Jia couldn't hold it back, new and old hatreds came to her heart, and she was about to fall out.
Mu Yunhan threw away his chopsticks and stood up suddenly.
The two of them looked at her at the same time, thinking that she was about to get angry.
Unexpectedly, she didn't even look at the two of them, and just called Xiaomi and others: "Bring the dishes to the table in the back room, and let's continue eating."
Xiaomi was given the order, and he and Mu Tiechui took away all the food with a smile.
In an instant, only Gu Fenglin and Meng Jia were left in the room, as well as the empty tabletop and their bowls and chopsticks.
I also have a little temper.
Gu Fenglin couldn't help but laugh.
Meng Jia held it in for a while and then laughed: "Don't think that Xiaohan doesn't know that you are bad. She has a clear mind and knows that you are bullying me!"
Gu Fenglin ignored him, got up with the empty bowl and went to the back room.
Meng Jia followed closely: "Leave some for me!"
When Mu Yunhan saw the two of them coming in one after the other, he asked, "Are you guys going to stop making trouble?"
Gu Fenglin sat down on her left and said that she had misunderstood. How could he have trouble with an idiot?
Meng Jia sat down on her right and hummed: "Who can bear to argue with a mute good-for-nothing and lower my style!" (To be continued)