Bo Ye's little ancestor has made a sensation in the world again

Chapter 890 Master Bo is too Versailles!
"Wow, it turned out that Master Bo didn't expect Huzi to win, and suddenly he felt that my IQ is not too urgent!" Xi Rubao laughed.

Bai He muttered in a low voice: "Uncle Bo is locked up in the hospital, busy working overtime, and he still has time to flirt with our little ancestor..."

Wu Qianman covered her lips and snickered: "No matter how busy Master Bo is, he can find time to talk to Zuer, not to mention that this martial arts competition is also very important to Master Bo, right, Zuer?"

Xi Zuer raised her eyes, and casually said: "It's nothing, Xiao Chenger just reminded me to have lunch and guess the score by the way."

Three women: "...!"

It turns out that reminding the ancestors to eat is the most important thing in the game, it's so sour, Mr. Bo is too Versailles!
The three little friends who were stunned by Bo Gucheng's Versailles study, couldn't talk about it all the way, and thought of this hard-won crushing score as soon as they opened their mouths. In Master Bo's eyes, it is not as important as Xi Zuer's serious lunch. There is simply no way out for single barks.

To settle the matter of lunch, Bai He directly drove the car to the restaurant jointly run by her and the Zhou family, which was named "Yaochi" by the ancestors.

Secretly decided in his heart to cook a few specialty dishes by himself, so that the little ancestor could eat comfortably, and forget about that old uncle, Mr. Bo, groaning.

Unexpectedly, before entering the door, the two large characters "Yaochi" on the front plaque came into view, and the diners queuing up around were all praising these two characters, and they were suddenly amazed. And Master Bo, each of them mentioned a word and hung it up.

Ahhh why no matter where he goes, Uncle Bo's ghost is always haunting him, insisting on getting in the way of her sweet date with her little ancestor!
"Yaochi" is now a traditional restaurant that is a hundred times more popular than Internet celebrity restaurants. Not to mention that all the people in line have reached the elevator, even the boss Baihe has arrived, and the private rooms are already full and there is no room for them.

As a result, partner Zhou Youjian kept apologizing, sweating profusely to vacate a relatively quiet semi-partitioned seat by the window.

Fortunately, the little ancestor is not a hypocritical person, so he waved his sleeves and sat down: "Okay, let's just stay here."

Bai He hurried to the back kitchen to get some food.

Xi Rubao looked around, and sighed: "I think this restaurant was empty at the beginning, and it was about to close down. After my sister gave some advice, it is now extremely popular, and it's not just a moment of popularity, it's always like this. It's really amazing... ..."

Wu Qianman nodded: "The recipe Zuer pointed out is the essence of our empire's traditional dishes. Not only do Chinese people like it, even foreign friends come to get rave reviews. You see, there are not many foreigners over there who also enjoy eating... Huh? Then Why do you look familiar to the people in the box opposite?"

Xi Rubao looked over and frowned: "Damn, why are they? The gang who fought with Huzi?"

"Ahem, it's the competition opponent, from country M. Mike is not there, those seem to be the coaching staff, and the man in the black robe in the middle is eerie. I'm quite impressed." Wu Qianman bit her lip, "I didn't expect them to come here to eat How can they have such good taste?"

Xi Rubao curled her lips: "Hmph, they don't understand the food culture of the empire at all. You see, they don't even know how to use chopsticks, but they still need to use a fork to eat lotus leaf rice? You can't even fork two grains of rice. It’s too funny to complain that our cutlery doesn’t work well? That guy in black robe cuts mushrooms with a knife, he thinks he’s sawing steaks?”

Wu Qianman: "These people probably think that "Yaochi" is the most upscale, and they pick expensive ones to put on a show. Unfortunately, they don't know how to appreciate such good food. Alas, they are so lucky that they can actually book a private room..."

Xi Zuer drank lotus leaf tea and suddenly laughed: "Good luck? Not necessarily."

(End of this chapter)