Yuxiang

The private room is not big, and it is estimated that seven or eight people can sit at most, but the sound insulation effect seems to be good, the chatter and laughter in the next private room are not very clear, and the air conditioner is on, the inside is very cool, and there is a Flowers, flowing with a touch of plant flavor, coupled with simple tables and chairs, feel very comfortable.

After everyone sat down, Murong Xianxian looked at Driver Peng and said, "Master Peng, what do you call your tuba?"

"Peng Jun."

"Are you a veteran?" Lei Tao asked.

"Yes."

Murong Xianxian's evaluation of this person is very good, he handles things in a clear and orderly manner, and doesn't talk too much. When answering questions, one is one, and two is two, concise and clear.

At this time, the door opened again, and a waiter came in with tea in his hand, but it was not the one just now.

After pouring a round of tea for everyone, he brought up the menu and asked everyone to order.

"Master Peng, come here." Murong said delicately, and the waiter quickly handed over the menu.

“The menu is useless,”

Peng Jun waved his hands and said, "Crispy Shrimp with Secret Sauce, Huangtanzi, Stir-Fried Chicken with Peach Kernel, Spicy Catfish, Osmanthus Chinese Yam, Gingko Stir-fried with Pickled Melon, New Year Cake, Golden Cake, Chairman, do you think it will work?"

He looked at Murong Xianxian inquiringly... There is no way, although she is young, but her identity is there, it is really inappropriate not to use honorifics, the waiter next to her is a little girl, and she is very curious when she hears the name 'chairman' He gave Murong Xianxian a serious look.

"Let's have some more." Murong Xianxian didn't mind eating all the delicacies here.If time permits, she would like to eat all over Beijing.

"Master Peng, your chairman is a Bodhisattva with a big belly. In terms of appetite, you and Brother Tao may not be her opponents. Order a few more. Don't starve her to death." Du Feier was a little teasing, Murong Xianxian was so angry that she gave her a hard look.

Peng Jun couldn't believe it, but he still ordered soft-shelled turtle with sauce, kidney bean rolls, Daoxiang raw ribs, glazed eggplant, crispy bone jelly, imperial batch beef side, and spring water ribs. "Everyone has a sour plum soup, all right. Serve first let's go."

The waiter agreed, and went out after refilling the water for Du Feier and Lei Tao.

"Brother Peng, what's the matter with this imperial jar?" Lei Tao asked.

Other dishes can generally hear what ingredients are made of, and this dish really sounds strange.

Peng Jun is an authentic Beijinger, and has been here several times. He heard the words: "This 'Huangtanzi' is made of fish lips, bird tendons, deer tendons, bamboo fungus and old hens. After simmering for more than 12 hours, it becomes gelatinous in the end, smooth and soft in the mouth, very special.

Its origin is also interesting. It is said that after the Manchus entered the customs, the Zhenghuang Banner camped at the foot of Xiangshan Mountain to recuperate. In the fifteenth palace of the first lunar month, money and food from the emperor arrived in the camp. Many of them were enshrined in various places. The delicacies of mountains and seas, the whole village, old and young, knelt down at Yingzikou to greet them.A stove is set up to simmer carefully, and each household gets a large jar. When the jar is opened, the aroma overflows and the soup is golden in color, so it is named "Huangtanzi". "

"This is quite interesting. Were these dishes used to be imperial meals?" Du Feier asked.

"That's not necessarily true. It is said that the owner of this restaurant. His ancestors also worked in the imperial dining room in the palace, but the following dishes are probably developed according to this cuisine." Peng Jun said.

Hearing what he said was interesting, Murong Xianxian couldn't help asking a few questions, and Peng Jun answered them one by one, listening to these introductions while waiting for the dishes.It really means that the taste comes first.Chinese traditional culture has a long history. A dish name, a place name or a word may be an allusion, a beautiful legend.

While talking, the waiter pushed a dining car and began to serve dishes one after another, cold first and then hot, this is the rule of serving food, Peng Jun didn't order wine, Murong Xianxian didn't say anything, let alone drinks, she has always had no love for those things.

After a while, the hot dishes began to be served, and the aroma overflowed, which immediately aroused everyone's appetite. Murong Xianxian ate breakfast and lunch on the plane, and she was already hungry. After the initial humility, everyone was very hungry. Dedicated to start tasting Chinese cuisine.

Really great!

Peng Jun accidentally raised his head and found Murong Xianxian's terrifying fighting power... She eats very quickly, but the way she eats is very elegant, and it is difficult to pick out the slightest flaw. Only after careful observation, will you find that her eating frequency is really soon.

"How did this come about? It's unimaginable for poor people!" Peng Jun sighed secretly, but he didn't know that Murong Xianxian had only lived a prosperous life in the past few months.

It took nearly an hour and a half for a meal, but fortunately I didn't drink alcohol, otherwise I don't know how long it would take.

"Chairman, where are you going?" Peng Jun asked.

"Master Peng, you go back, you have been delayed for a long time, let's take a stroll." Murong Xianxian said.

"I'm not in a hurry. Although there are many cars in Beijing, sometimes it's troublesome to transfer back and forth. Besides, I'm here to serve you, so it's okay." Peng Jun replied.

Shen Huixin gave him instructions not only as a driver, but also as a bodyguard, so Murong Xianxian didn't go back to the hotel to rest, so he had to perform his duties.

Meeting this stubborn driver, Murong Xianxian really had nothing to do. Fortunately, the remaining task was to buy some clothes, and it probably wouldn't take long...

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In a villa in a luxury residential area in Hong Kong, a middle-aged beauty is sitting on a wicker chair by the swimming pool, looking thoughtful, with a book in her hand that has been opened for a long time, but her eyes have never looked away Glance above.

"Shuangshuang,"

Murong Changqing came over in a hurry: "I've found out how to treat Rou Rou!"

The middle-aged beauty is none other than Ren Shuangshuang. She seemed startled, the book in her hand almost fell, subconsciously grabbed the book that almost slipped, she turned to Murong Changqing and smiled: "I saw Xun Shuangshuang today. Mei Ling."

"Huh? Why are you mentioning her for no reason?" The excitement on Murong Changqing's face suddenly stagnated.

"She was showing off to me. I heard that Master Jiang handed over the Dragon and Phoenix Group to her." Ren Shuangshuang said.

"What does a yellow-haired girl know? Sooner or later she will be ruined." Murong Changqing's face was a bit ugly... Is it disdain or jealousy? I'm afraid even he himself can't tell.

Ren Shuangshuang gave him a blank look: "Do you need to understand? As long as she hires a few good managers, the company can still be successful."

"That has nothing to do with us, does it? Just don't bother us."

Murong Changqing smiled reluctantly, and suddenly remembered the purpose of his coming here, and couldn't help feeling a little speechless... almost being led into a ditch by his wife, "Shuangshuang, I'm here to tell you that Rourou's illness may be cured."

"real?!"

Only now did Ren Shuangshuang hear what her husband said, and she couldn't help being overjoyed, but then her expression became a bit sad: "I have seen many famous doctors before, and they all said there was hope, but they returned disappointed every time. If you continue to toss like this, I am worried that Rourou will not be able to bear this psychological blow."

Murong Changqing also sighed, stepped forward and hugged his wife: "Rourou is a sensible and strong child, she will definitely be able to do it."

"Changqing, will it be retribution? This is God's punishment for us, but I would rather it happened to me, why should it happen to Rou Rou, she is a gentle and kind girl, she should not bear this punish!"

Ren Shuangshuang's eyes were full of tears. Since Murong Rourou was ten years old, she was diagnosed with heart disease, and it was congenital. The most terrible thing was that Murong Rourou's body was not suitable for surgery, and she was still anemic. A foreigner The doctor asserted that she would not live to be 25 years old, and she suffered from insomnia and nightmares almost every day, because sleeping pills had adverse effects on her body, and she had to rely on a special spice from Wenxiangfang to make her sleep peacefully, so the couple asked everywhere The doctor wants to cure his daughter's illness.

Hearing Ren Shuangshuang's words, Murong Changqing froze for a moment: "Shuangshuang, don't think about it, it's superstition, how can there be any karma in this world? Listen to me, I have already asked, the owner of the Wenxiangfang himself It’s a famous doctor, we can ask him for help and buy some spices by the way.”

"Do you know where Wenxiangfang is?" Ren Shuangshuang raised her head and asked.

"I made a general inquiry. It is in Dalian. I don't know exactly where it is, but there is a fragrance factory there. The name of the product is Wenxiangfang. I guess there must be some connection." Murong Changqing was also a little uncertain, But after all, there is a direction.

"Then you have to hurry up, school is about to start again now, Rourou is thinking about going to school." Ren Shuangshuang said.

"Isn't it good if you don't go to college? Girls will marry after all. Even if my Murong family's daughter doesn't go to college, she can still marry a good family." Murong Changqing frowned.

"Rourou has lived a normal life since she was a child. Going to school is her biggest wish. Why can't she be satisfied once? Changqing, hurry up." Ren Shuangshuang begged.

"I'll go as well."

A soft voice suddenly sounded, Murong Changqing and Ren Shuangshuang turned their heads, and looked at their daughter who was standing there in amazement.

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"I'm not going, you can play wherever you like, ignore me!" Du Fei'er threw herself on the bed, lying on the bed like a soft-footed turtle, muttering, and put a dozen or so children on the ground. A colorful garment bag.

"That, that, I went to sleep with Xiao Xiao." Lei Tao rubbed his hands, pulled Xiao Xiao, and looked at Du Fei'er on the bed, who seemed to be hesitant.

"I don't mind if you don't leave, I can give up the place today." Murong Xianxian smiled wickedly.

"you dare!"

Like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, Du Feier sat up suddenly, his eyes swept around the room viciously...it seemed that he had no focus.

"I'll go back to sleep first, good night." Lei Tao saw that the situation was not good, so he retreated decisively.If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Novel () to register as a member to read the latest chapter list. Your support is my biggest motivation. )