Yangtze Hotel.
Li Feng has never heard of it, but Lao Ge can tell it from beginning to end.
According to him, the Yangtze Hotel in Jinling City is very good. It is said to be an old hotel with half of its history.
Looking at the old man holding chopsticks in his hand, which he said was a treasure trove of treasures, Li Feng looked at him with some suspicion. Could it be that he had gone on a mission there?
Looking at him The windows in the hall are indeed very retro in shape, with rice-shaped lattice strips on the window glass, red and blue decorative lines, and beige patterns on the edges. It has the style of old Shanghai. .
Each table was basically full of people. Small wine cups and copper pots for shabu-shabu mutton, braised and cut platters were delivered to each table by waiters wearing bright red cheongsams. The scene was so lively. .
Coupled with the various dialects around, I can more or less understand it. Compared with the restaurant on the first floor of the Palace Hotel, it feels like living in my hometown.
If it weren’t for the occasional foreigners passing by on the street, Li Feng would have felt like he was home.
“Hello, Nong’s Zuo Zongtang Chicken”
The hospitable waiter, with a bright smile on his lips, used Wu Nong’s soft words to talk to Li Feng and the others cordially. said.
“Isn’t this just Kung Pao Chicken? Yes, even the name was changed when we went overseas.”
Lao Ge across from me looked at the chicken and cashew nuts on the plate. Green and red pepper, he shook his head with a smile, poked it with chopsticks, and signaled Li Feng to try it quickly.
Li Feng did not focus on eating chicken first, but like a country bumpkin, he was still looking around and observing. He glanced sideways at the high slit of the cheongsam, feeling that it was a little too high. .
Fortunately, we are outside. If we wear this at home, we might be drowned by the neighbors’ comments.
“I don’t know, in foreign countries, the foreigners who just talked about Kung Pao Chicken don’t know about it. The method is still passed down here from NY”
He knocked the dinner tray on the table, probably because he saw Lao Ge making a fuss. The waitress put her hands on the tray and explained to him.
"Pa"
"Oops"
"Hahaha, little Jasmine, the flesh on your butt has grown again,, hahahaha"
Sure enough, before Li Feng thought about it for a few seconds, he heard a loud slap and a girl's exclamation. Listening to the familiar tone, it seemed that he was not in a hotel, but in a shopping mall. .
"You"
Looking up, he saw the scene of hooligans playing a few tables away. Li Feng couldn't help but shook his head and looked at the pitiful waiter. Holding the tray behind his back, he wanted to say something, but bit his lower lip and didn't dare to say it
"It hurts. Brother Feng is a little stronger. If it hurts, Brother Feng will rub it for you." Rub it, I promise, it won’t hurt you and you will feel comfortable.”
“Hahaha”
After saying that, not only he wasHe threw his head back and laughed wildly, and even the people at his table started laughing too.
Originally, because of the one-person-high partition, Li Feng could only hear the greasy voice of the old pervert over there. Only when he stood up and rubbed his hands did he really see the true face of Lushan.
Yeah, she looks so horny that she is really pretty. She just needs to be labeled as a pervert on her face. Li Feng looks at that little girl who looks like she is only in her teens. This t Anyone with the surname Feng can become a father.
"Oh, Mr. Feng, you know how to bully Jasmine. How old is she? If you try to show off to others, I won’t have anyone to help serve the food, so I won’t obey."
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The waiter who was introducing the dishes to Lao Ge just now seemed to know the person surnamed Feng very well. Maybe he was used to this kind of scene, so he pulled the little sister behind him who was about to cry. , stood in front of him with a sweet smile, grabbed his arms with both hands, and tried to persuade him with words.
The whole person's voice is completely different from when he introduced the dishes just now. It is sweet and a bit cloying, and it feels like Luo Yuyin is forced out of the throat.
Although his appearance was average, his sweet voice was still acceptable. After comforting Old Feng, he turned around and pointed at Li Feng's table and gestured to Jasmine.
"Hurry to the kitchen. There is another dish on the table over there. It will be out of the pot soon. Bring it over quickly."
"Lan Xiang, you still speak nicely, but... What do you mean by asking Jasmine to serve food to others?"
"Oh, Brother Feng, I just thought of it, who would have thought that she would be the first to do it?"
The surrounding diners also As if they were not surprised, they might raise their heads to pay attention when they first hear the noise, but when they see the person standing up, they all lower their heads invariably, eating and drinking when they should.
"It's rotten, it's just a name, but not a god"
Putting a cashew nut in your mouth, Lao Ge felt a little bit crunchy while chewing it. His enthusiasm was waning. He just told Li Feng how famous and high-end this signboard was. In the blink of an eye, a small incident completely destroyed his elegance and elegance.
How could a person like this little bastard get through the door in Jinling in the first place? Not to mention taking action, even if he used his mouth to tease him, he probably wouldn't be able to get out of that door.
"It sounds like the two companies are owned by the same boss"
"The original boss of Jinling was a Gauls, and after his death, people from Britain continued to run the business"< /p>
Lao Ge made Li Feng speechless with just one sentence. Now he was convinced. He was born more than ten years earlier than him, and he also came from the world, and he had the knowledge reserves of the previous dynasty. More than yourself, that's normal.
“A little bit sour and sweet”
After taking a bite of the chicken, Li Feng couldn’t find anything good about it. According to what he had eaten in the restaurant before, the Kung Pao Chicken should be on the salty side. It's fresh. When it comes to this, I can't say it's not delicious, but Li Feng may not be used to it.
“It would be nice to be able to eat hometown food., It’s still cooked at least, but the steak is so bad that I really can’t eat it.”
It may suit Lao Ge’s taste. Anyway, he is already familiar with Li Feng, and the four outside are not yet To eat, he hurriedly dug into his rice bowl and started eating.
Only Li Feng looked curiously at the building leading to the second floor. "Master Feng" was so excited just now. If you can sit in the lobby and eat, what kind of person should be on the second floor?
"Hello, your persimmon scrambled eggs"
It didn't take long. , the one named Jasmine, carrying the dining tray, specifically avoided the corridor on the side of "Mr. Feng" to serve Li Feng and the others.
"Well, not for those who like sweet and sour food. Question"
Looking at the golden eggs and red tomatoes, Li Feng's appetite came up. He looked at the little girl curiously, then he also followed Lao Ge's example, picked up the dish and put it into the bowl. Pour the soup into it and mix it happily.
“No, the tomato scrambled eggs are supposed to be sour and sweet. Why, they turned into salty and delicious.”
Li Feng was overjoyed too early. After mixing the golden soup, he took a mouthful of rice and immediately felt mixed emotions.
The little girl who just turned around while holding the tray might be. After hearing Li Feng's complaint, he pursed his lips, put the tray behind him, brushed his hair, and said sheepishly
"You can't buy white vinegar here, the chef in the back kitchen." It's from Shandong cuisine, and they usually make salty dishes. Maybe your accent is from the north, so"
At this moment, Li Feng suddenly felt confused. Is the capital city in the south or the north? Qilu, the land of Qilu, is it? What's the difference between eating salty tomato scrambled eggs and eating sweet tofu?
"What about this?"
Li Feng poked General Tso's chicken with his chopsticks. Isn't this stuff sweet and sour?
"General Tso's chicken is made in one stove. In order to suit the appetite of foreigners, persimmon sauce is added, so"
Little girl He blinked and looked at the guest staring straight at him, then quickly lowered his head, maybe a little embarrassed.
"What else did you order?"
Gao Gaoxing came to do market research. From the main city, he almost reached the southeastern suburbs. As a result, Li Feng's scalp went numb after eating both dishes. He directly turned his attention to the initiator, the old man who came first to occupy the table and order. Ge.
“No, just these two. I think two dishes are enough. Why, this thing is not to your liking.”
Lao Ge didn’t look guilty at all. , seeing Li Feng dumbfounded, he picked up the dish unceremoniously and started to scoop it into his bowl. He even twitched his chopsticks after eating, which made Li Feng laugh in anger.
“I smelled roast duck. Taste, there is roast duck for you, give me a whole roast duck."
I can't argue with Lao Ge, Li Feng has also ruined the display, at least he still has a beautiful knife, what should I lose, I can't lose my belly, I haven't eaten this thing for a long time , if you can’t finish it, you can pack up some steamed buns and take them back to Lao Mu and the others to try.
"Pa"
"I let you have a drink with me to give you face. You are the one carrying the plate, but you still gave me a bad look"
I just reluctantly pulled it off After two mouthfuls of rice, the sound of slaps came again, much crisper than before.
Unexpectedly, Lan Xiang, who had just arranged Jasmine to sit at Li Feng's table, stood beside the table in panic with her face covered.
Seeing the young lady from Shanghai, her originally fair face became swollen, and now she no longer looked as full of dust as before.
"Sister Lan"
"She doesn't drink, you drink. If you drink this cup, if you don't drink today, I will go to you to drink in the evening."
Again It was Mr. Feng just now. He was shouting very ferociously at this time, and he had completed the transformation from a playboy to a sinister force in an instant.
Jasmine, who turned to go to the kitchen to add roast duck, did not escape at this time. She just went up and took Sister Lan's arm to take her away, but she was also intercepted. It was like a gourd baby saving grandpa. Delivered one after another.
No, listening to the movement below, another person ran down the stairs.
"Boss Feng, why are you so angry today? Come on, come on, I'll pay you one, and you have to serve the guests, and Master Dong doesn't allow them to drink"
"Bang, dang, dang."
The female manager who came forward had not picked up the wine cup in her hand, but "Mr. Feng" snatched it away and threw it to the ground. It immediately spread all over the floor.
"Manager Song, don't use anyone to oppress me. Looking at the whole Chinatown, who dares to touch me, Feng Wanshan" please remember to bookmark, the latest and fastest website without anti-theft and free reading