Take the hospital back to ancient times

Chapter 262 Prodigal Son Please Eat Takeaway

After a while, Chen Bu'er came in carrying two big food boxes with difficulty. Each food box has four layers, and each layer holds two to three dishes. This is the most commonly used takeaway tool in restaurants in Bianliang City.

Don’t think that takeout has only emerged in recent years. In fact, in ancient times, especially during the Great Zhou (Song) period, takeout was very popular in Bianliang City.

As big as those big restaurants (five-star hotels), as small as roadside noodle stalls, as long as you have enough money, they guarantee that they will deliver it to your home, and it will be delivered by a special person without delay.

Those high-end restaurants are more particular, the food is delivered to your home, all the dishes are made of high-grade porcelain, and the tableware is made of sterling silver, regular customers do not need a deposit, and they will come back after eating without you wash.

Several features can be seen in this detail:
One is that the takeaway business in Dazhou is very hot.

The second is that the people of Dazhou advocate luxury, and even the tableware must be made of pure silver, and the more expensive ivory and the like.

The third is that Dazhou people are honest, the merchants trust your customers, and the customers will never do anything sneaky. Both buyers and sellers are comfortable.

So when Chen Buer came in with two big food boxes, everyone was not surprised. Pan Mingguang and the others stood up and rushed to greet him.

The food box was placed on the table, and Zhu Lichen opened it impatiently. In an instant, a scent filled the cafeteria, and all the meals were still steaming hot.

Ye Xinghui whispered in surprise: "This Chen Buer really ordered takeaway, the food in Qingfenglou is not cheap."

Pan Mingyue's eyes immediately dimmed...

Chen Buer and the others were still in a hurry to take out bowls of dishes, and everyone was pleasantly surprised.

"Flower-cooked quail seeds, Yuhu fish paste, lamb tongue sticks, fried eel horseshoe crab, goose gizzard soup, chicken bazi, salty mustard lamb tripe plate, stir-fried deer breast shreds with sprouts and leeks... oh, these are all Famous dish!"

As Zhu Lichen announced the names of the dishes one by one, the other students sitting around couldn't bear it anymore, and they all stood up with drooling mouths.

Even Ye Xinghui and Zhong Wen couldn't help running to Chen Buer's table, looking at so many dishes on the table with disbelief.

"Isn't the Chen family bankrupt? Where did Chen Buer get the money to order takeaways? This is the end of the day?"

The students next to me are going crazy. It's okay for everyone to eat green vegetables, but you suddenly start eating big fish and meat, so who can bear it?

None of the people who can enter the Imperial College are the children of ordinary people, but even so, the money in their hands is not enough to support them to come to such a luxurious meal.

Now it's all right, in the cafeteria there are scolders, envious ones, and wailing ones.

If eyes could kill, Chen Buer and the others would have died countless times.

"Okay, the last plate, three crispy soup, all the dishes~~~~"

Following Chen Buer's shout, the long table was filled with twelve plates of various delicacies, and the charming fragrance, not to mention the cafeteria, even the passers-by could smell it.

"Fuck, where did this nouveau riche come from?"

"Chen Buer, who looks like Jing Shitang?"

"It's him, oops, my lord is right, he really is a bunch of prodigal sons."

Chen Buer had heard the discussions around him a long time ago, but he was tired after hearing too much. Anyway, he ate his food and others scolded him.

"Come here, Mingyue, and a few young ladies, come here, let's share the table."

Pan Mingyue was a little sullen and didn't want to move, but her little girlfriends couldn't bear it any longer. Ye Xinghui and Zhong Wen had quickly assembled two tables into one.

"Mr. Chen is arrogant, hee hee, that little girl is being disrespectful."

Chen Buer waved his hand: "What's the point of having a meal, come here, Mingyue, try this Xiaohu fish paste, this is a special dish of the food court, made with the freshest fatty fish, but Bianliang is a must."

"Hey, Mr. Chen, didn't you go to Qingfenglou to order food? Why do you still have food from the food court?"

"Ahem, don't pay attention to these small details, come, come, let's eat food."

More than a dozen boys and girls here picked up their chopsticks one by one and started to eat. It was a joy to eat these high-end dishes, even if they were at home, they might not be able to eat them.

At the entrance of the cafeteria over there, Yu Minxue, Cui Boye, and Cui Bohe also entered the cafeteria with several students.

As soon as they entered the cafeteria, they could smell a tempting aroma of food, and everyone moved their index fingers.

Cui Boye took a few deep breaths, "Wow, the Guozijian's food is pretty good. How come I smell the quail cooked with flowers in Qingfenglou. I'm treating guests today. Let's go and eat."

Yu Minxue gestured to Chen Buer and his group who were eating and drinking with their eyes. Seeing his beloved little cousin Pan Mingyue sitting at the same table with them, he felt upset.

He snorted secretly, all he could think about was how to ruin Chen Buer's reputation so that his cousin would hate him.

When a few people came in front of the lady in the canteen, they were all dumbfounded. There was only one dish, boiled vegetables in clear water, and nothing else.

Cui Boye was upset: "What's wrong, we're here, and you're all sold out?"

The five-year-old cook in the cafeteria flicked the spoon and shouted: "If you want to eat, you can buy it yourself, so what a shame to come here to my old lady."

"you……"

"What are you? You pointed your finger again, and the old lady stomped your paw!"

Cui Boye was trembling with anger. He was beaten up by Chen Buer and the others this morning, and then he ran for thirty miles. He wanted to eat and was angry with the cook, and he was about to collapse.

"Slut, unreasonable shrew, I must let the gentlemen know!!"

That cook is a bully in the Guozijian, who calls her a distant relative of Jijiu, who usually doesn't sell face, but now the new students come up and call her a naughty girl, can this be tolerated?
He immediately picked up a plate of vegetables and poured them on Cui Boye's head:
"Swear again, the students of the Imperial College are all gentlemen, and they are polite and thoughtful. What kind of bastard are you? You have things that were born by your mother but not raised by your father, and hurt others? My mother is fighting with you."

The cook rushed out of the cabinet all at once, punching and kicking Cui Boye.

Cui Boye felt hot and hurt, screamed in anger, picked up the rice spoon next to him and started to fight back, immediately, the two of them fought into a ball.

Cui Bohe, Yu Minxue and his sons were so scared that they were all stunned. They were all young masters of seventeen or eighteen years old. Where had they seen such real shrews fighting?
The genes of Bianliang people who love to watch the excitement are deeply rooted in their bones, so everyone stopped eating, and all stood on the tables and stools to quickly occupy a favorable position, and then cheered loudly.

This student fought with the cook, this was the first time since the founding of the Imperial College, it must be a club.

All of a sudden, bowls, dishes, dishes, and rice were flying all over the sky in the cafeteria...

(End of this chapter)