She was more and more curious about the young man's so-called master, and the purpose of his master's living in Baili mansion.

Settle a good place, a hundred miles long wind wave, heroic ganyun way: "everyone follow me, let's go to yipinju now, I treat, tube full, tube enough, OK?"

"That's very kind of you. I'm hungry. I'll wait for your words." Xing Ying feels the shriveled belly.

Hundred Li Changfeng laughs: "you boy, I don't know you, chicken gut, I'm afraid half a sweet scented duck can't eat it!"

After hearing this, Xing Ying quickly argued, "who, who said I'm a chicken? I used to be able to eat three bowls of rice at a meal, but now I eat less! "

Seeing Xing Ying's red face, Xing Fang said, "master of Baili Valley, how can you say that brother Ying is a chicken with a small stomach? He also wants to eat more, but every time he eats more, he will suffer from abdominal pain. It's OK to eat less, so he doesn't dare to eat more."

Hundred Li Changfeng said with a voice: "so it is. I also said how he only eats half a bowl every day, just like a daughter. Even Yuanqiu eats more than him."

After hearing Xing Fang's words, Xia Yuanqiu asked, "Xing Ying, how long have you been suffering from abdominal pain?"

Xing Ying thought about it and said, "it's been many years. It wasn't as serious as it is now. She can still eat two bowls of rice. But in the past year or so, she has been eating less and less. If she only eats a little more, she will suffer from abdominal pain."

Seeing Xia Yuanqiu's frown rising, Xing Fang asked, "Miss, what's wrong?"

Xia Yuanqiu took a look at Xing Ying and shook his head with a smile: "it's nothing. It's probably some special Ascaris in his stomach. If you have time, you can catch some side medicine for him and kill it."

Seeing that Xia Yuanqiu said so easily, Xing Fang put down her heart and said with a smile: "don't kill insects for him, and let him eat these meals, so as not to become a fat man."

They all laughed, but Xia Yuanqiu's eyes were full of sadness.

They left Baili mansion and went directly to yipinju. At this time, noon was over, and there were not too many people to eat. They didn't go to the private room at all. They directly set up two tables in the hall and asked the young man to bring up yipinju's good wine and food.

At the beginning, there are two seasonal vegetables, green in color and green in soup. They are stir fried with a certain degree of heat and taste. No wonder my grandfather never forgets them. Sure enough, the cook is really good at cooking.

Jiuzhen stewed chicken, huayaohua, sauced pig's feet, steamed fish and shrimp balls are all common dishes in restaurants. However, the taste they make makes people feel fresh. Every dish is worth eating. It's not eating, but tasting. It's memorable.

Xia Yuanqiu thinks that she is not good at cooking, which is also recognized by the public. But today, compared with the real chef, she is inferior by three points. She is willing to be inferior.

The last dish is the sweet scented osmanthus duck. When the duck is brought out, it is put in a big round iron egg. The cook knocks the iron egg open in front of the public, and the smell of roast duck mixed with the sweet smell of sweet scented osmanthus comes to his nostrils. After smelling the smell, the people who are almost full of food move their fingers again Long neck to see the cook from the iron egg out of the things.

The cook hooked the duck's butt with an iron hook and pulled out the sweet scented osmanthus duck.

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