Hu Muyuan still didn't answer, thinking to herself that if I said it was for the rest of my life, wouldn't that mean that Shopkeeper Yu was a wicked person?
Therefore, Hu Muyuan insisted on not speaking and just stared at the girl, waiting for her to order something else.
"See you still have some backbone, I admire you for still acting like a man, so I just ordered something else." The girl bowed her hand to Yu Sheng.
Hu Muyuan almost had her nose crooked with anger, what does it mean to look like a man!
The girl ignored him and touched the cat's head on the table, "It's just that we pity our home appliance mother. We can't eat fish today."
Hu Mu was startled, "Dian Mu?"
Mother Hu had seen the female cat in Yu Shiyu's arms from a distance. Her posture was so elegant that it would be no exaggeration to say that she was a lady.
Looking at this cat, its eyes are half-squinted and there is a fierce light. It looks like a male no matter what, and has the same qualities as the black cat and the police chief.
When Hu Muyuan was looking at the cat, the cat was also looking at Hu Muyuan, with a look of disdain in its pupils, making Hu Muyuan look at it.
It went on for a while. When the girl who was ordering food saw that Hu's mother was far from agreeing, she raised her head and looked at him.
Seeing that he and Dian Mu were looking at each other, the girl couldn't help but said: "What, you two know each other?"
"Uh..." Mother Hu looked at the girl speechlessly, "I said we knew her, do you believe me?"
The girl looked him up and down and said, "I don't believe it. Someone so handsome usually has a bad body. Mother Dian will not fall in love with you."
"Hey, you, I..." Mother Hu said distantly, girl, do you have a misunderstanding about handsome people?
The girl ignored him, pointed to the dish label and said: "The names of the dishes in your inn are too ordinary. Are there any dishes suitable for the invincible, cute, innocent and beautiful king of the East Wilderness of the Central Plains?"
Hu Muyuan rolled her eyes. Fortunately, Yu Sheng was not in the inn, so the mirror was not there either, and King Donghuang would not pay attention to this place.
Otherwise, based on what this girl said, being struck by lightning eight times out of ten times will be minor, even if her cat is called Lightning Mother.
After seeing the girl write down the words "The waiter is prone to daze, bad reviews" on the notebook, Hu Muyuan hurriedly said: "Yes, yes!"
"We have porridge in our inn." Hu's mother was deeply afraid that the girl would write another bad review.
"Okay, what a good name!" When the girl heard the name, she happily patted the table in praise.
The white-haired and gray-haired old men who were eating next to them were so frightened that they almost choked.
"What are you waiting for? Come on, let's get some more pig's knuckles. By the way, these pig's knuckles are salty, right?" the girl asked.
Hu Mu stopped far away, and said impatiently and helplessly: "I'm sorry, sir, these Baiyun pig's hands are sour and sweet, not fat but..."
"Go, the pig's knuckles are actually salty. Heretic. Who made this dish? It's an immoral thing." The girl showed a disgusted expression.
Mother Hu stopped talking and cursed in her heart that this young girl was a heretic for actually liking knuckles.
At this time, the girl wrote in her notebook again, giving the Youyouqi Inn a low score.
She raised her head and searched on the food label again, "Then let's have a lion head, the name is quite domineering, and let's have Mapo Tofu."
"By the way." The girl retracted her gaze and looked at Hu Muyuan, "Is this lion head made of a lion's head?"
"Uh," Hu Muyuan had a bad feeling in her heart, but she still said it, "it's made of pork."
"What, the lion's head is made of pork? That should be called a pig's head!" The girl yelled again, "Who cooked this? It's an immoral thing."
Hu Muyuan finally couldn't help it anymore, "This is a name, otherwise Mapo Tofu would really make you eat Mapo's tofu."
"Forget it, I have a lot of food in my stomach and can run a horse, so I won't argue with you."
The girl waved her hand magnanimously, "Let's just do these for now."
Hu Muyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and finally finished serving the girl. If she stayed by her side any longer, Hu Muyuan was afraid that she would be harmed when lightning struck.
Mapo tofu and lion heads were quickly brought to the table. Seeing the four of them floating in the big bowl, the girl really didn't have the courage to try them.
She looked at the Dian Mother and said, "How about you try it first?" She said, choosing a piece of lion's head for the Dian Mother. After seeing it swallowing it in one gulp, she took a piece of it.
This piece of lion's head melted in your mouth with a crispy and tender skin and a delicious flavor. The girl's eyes widened immediately.
This was the first time she had eaten such meatballs, which were appropriately fat and thin, and full of meaty flavor. Although they were a little bland, they tasted great.
The girl took another sip of wine, and the gunshot went into her throat like a knife. The strong force went directly to her head, making her hair stand on end.
"It's great!" The girl immediately became excited. With a sip of wine and a sip of food, all fatigue disappeared.
She fed Mother Dian another piece of Mapo Tofu. When the cat refused to eat, she stopped moving her chopsticks and used all her strength to deal with the lion's head in front of her.
"Meow, meow." Mother Dian called beside her, staring intently at the girl's lion head, and couldn't help but poke her head out.
Unexpectedly, the girl suddenly pulled it to the side and said, "Understand the rules. This is something you can eat?" she said vaguely.
Mother Hu could see clearly from a distance that the girl disowned her as soon as she saw the food.
Fortunately, the girl still had a conscience and left the last lion's head to Mother Dian. She raised her hand and ordered a fried bacon with winter bamboo shoots. After letting Mother Hu sift through a bowl of wine, she hurriedly wrote something in a small notebook.
Above: "Although the cook is a wicked person, the food he cooks is really good."
After pausing and thinking carefully, the girl wrote on it: I am very satisfied, I will give it seven points, and the remaining two points will make them afraid of being proud.
Hu Muyuan was holding a wine jar and pouring wine nearby. When she saw it, she asked curiously: "Where is the remaining cent?"
"What?" The girl was startled and then came to her senses. Hu Mu turned pale and laughed secretly, then she took a look and wrote: "The second child is so annoying, one point will be deducted."
Well, Mother Hu blamed herself for being too talkative, so she carried the wine jar to the back of the counter, where she looked at the girl boredly.
The girl first let Mother Dian take a bite, and then she started to eat it boldly, letting Mother Dian meow "meow" next to her.
At first, Mother Hu didn't care at all. She added more wine twice, and the girl ordered another soup dumpling and several other dishes, and slowly placed the plates on the table.
Hu Mu stared at the girl's belly in surprise. She thought to herself that this belly was really pregnant, how could she pretend to be so?
At this time, Feng'er had already dragged the three water ghost sisters who came to visit from the lake and squatted beside the girl, staring at her in amazement as she enjoyed it.
The four of them started a bet on how much the girl could eat.
Thanks to Yu Sheng's absence from the inn these days, Feng'er has enough words to communicate with the three water ghosts freely.
Soon, Bahuang Liuhe Weizunzunzhou, which took a lot of effort, was served.
The already drunk girl was gearing up, "Ha, Bahuang Liuhe, what a domineering name."
When Hu's mother put her down, the girl immediately exploded when she saw the appearance of Laba porridge, "This, this is Ba, what kind of porridge is Bahuang Liuhe?"
"I am the only one who is supreme." Hu Muyuan reminded.
"Yes, I'm the only one there." The girl stirred it with a spoon and said in disappointment.
Mother Hu was far from convinced that this was the name given by shopkeeper Yu.
"Who named it? It's so wicked." The girl said angrily. She felt that this inn should be renamed the Wicked Inn.
Hu Muyuan finally couldn't help it anymore, "The person who makes this porridge is the innkeeper of our inn, the son of King Donghuang. For that reason, the name is worthy of its name."