Farmhouse with a little field

Chapter 221
Han Duyue thought for a while, and said uncertainly, "Is it braised pig's trotters?"

"It's a very appropriate answer, and I can't think of a better answer." Song Ning nodded with a smile.

Xiao Nian blinked: "Then should I write this answer down?"

"Then let's write it down first. If we can't find any good stuff later, let's write the answer to this one." Han Duyue patted Xiaonian's head. She is not very interested in braised pig's feet, otherwise she would Straight away.

The few people walked forward all the way, and they could be regarded as having seen a lot of riddles about dishes.

What "killing chickens to warn monkeys has not worked", what "do not eat vegetables to lose weight", what "3000 beauties in the harem"...

With the joint efforts of the four people, four dishes were finally selected, namely Daokou roast chicken, braised pork, boiled fish, and shredded potatoes.

"Sister, should we also call Mother and Uncle Li, so that we can have two more dishes." Xiaonian made a suggestion while writing the answer on the note with a brush in a decent manner.

Regarding Han Qingmei and Li Hao, Han Duyue said that it is better to give them more time alone: ​​"No need, even if they come here now, they still have to wait in a long line, and our food will be cold by then."

"It seems right to say that." Xiaonian put down the brush, and let Han Duyue look at the words he wrote with sparkling eyes, "Sister, do you think my handwriting looks good?"

Han Duyue looked at Xiaonian's handwriting, although it wasn't very good-looking, but it looked very upright, and then looked at his own obviously dog-like font, Han Duyue suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

After handing in the note, the four of them received a sign after passing the review, and sat down at a table to wait for their own dishes.

The waiter originally wanted to recommend other dishes to the four of them, but when he saw that these people were sitting at the same table, he couldn't help but feel a little ominous: "Guest officers, you are... come here together, right? "

"Yes, we were always together." Han Duyue admitted generously.

The waiter suddenly lost his composure, and seemed to want to say something, but after thinking about it, he held back and asked, "Would you like to see other dishes? The saliva chicken in our building is a signature dish." , is the most delicious in the whole city."

"No need, we have enough dishes here." Han Duyue directly rejected the waiter's "kindness", hum, there is no way to ask her to order food with money.

The man had no choice but to leave with a bad face.

Someone nearby looked over and said with some hesitation, "Did you come here together?"

"Yes." The man had already asked this question once before.

The man's eyes turned around the four of them, still with some uncertainty: "Then each of you has guessed a dish?"

"That's right." Han Duyue continued to nod, she seemed to understand what this man wanted to ask.

The man paused for a moment, muttered something in a low voice, then stood up, went to the next table and said: "Brother, I just guessed a dry pot chicken shreds, I don't know what you guessed right?"

"It's Jiuniang eggplant." The people at that table heard the commotion here before, and pointed to the seat next to them, "If you don't mind, why don't you sit down together?"

Not long after, many people took such a move and removed the uncooked dishes that they had ordered before.

Han Duyue, who had witnessed all this, looked back silently, and suddenly felt that she had done something extraordinary, as if she had led a fashion, and she felt so fulfilled.

It's just that compared to these customers who found the trick, the store owner is not so happy. The event was done well and the business was also done well, but because of the nonsense of these people, it has become what it is now. Will not feel happy anymore.

If this restaurant was owned by Han Duyue, she would not be happy when this happened, but even if she was unhappy, she would not embarrass the guests because of it.

But this restaurant obviously didn't have such awareness. After this situation happened, the restaurant changed its strategy temporarily, and put forward the rule that all the guests who came to guess the lantern riddles could not share the table with other people.

This rule is so deceitful, Han Duyue couldn't laugh or cry when he heard it, if the rules are set like this, is this event still interesting today?

"This restaurant is too petty, isn't it?" Han Duyue smiled weakly.

Song Ning also looked down on this, shrugged and said with a smile: "It's really too stingy, but I don't know how stingy it will be."

Soon, the four of them knew how stingy this restaurant was.

Han Duyue and others sat there and waited for half an hour, but there was not even a single dish served on the table, not even a pot of hot tea.

Unbearable, Han Duyue finally broke out: "Dude, why hasn't the food on our table been served yet?"

"Don't worry, guest officer. This dish has to be cooked one by one. There are so many people today, so there's nothing we can do about it." The waiter looked at Han Duyue with a half-smile, and his attitude was simply not flattering.

Han Duyue raised his hand and pointed to a table not far away, and said coldly: "If I remember correctly, that person should have arrived later than us, right? Why is his dish already served? But there is still no dish?"

The guy paused for a moment, then continued to smile and said: "This may be because the dishes ordered by the guest officer are easier to prepare."

These words made Han Duyue amused. This person was obviously annoyed by what happened just now, and then he used such an obvious method to make himself feel uncomfortable.

"What about these tables? These tables came earlier than us, and their dishes are not easy to cook?" Han Duyue was talking about those guests who just took the action of sharing tables.

The buddy snorted coldly, with a very flat attitude: "Maybe."

"It's too much for you to do this..." Han Duyue was angry, and was about to stand up and have a good argument with this guy, when Song Ning patted her hand and cast a comforting look, Han Duyue had no choice but to close her eyes first. on the mouth.

Song Ning stood up unhurriedly, looked around, and said slowly with a smile: "Everyone, I am the owner of Shuiyue Tower, and it is fate to meet you here today. It’s so bad that I missed it, how about this, but all the guests who have guessed the lantern riddle here just now, just need to take the note with the dish on it to Shuiyue Tower, and they can get a corresponding dish. I will provide you with a special dessert, and I wish you all a happy holiday.”

As soon as this remark came out, the entire hall was silent at first, and then everyone suddenly boiled up, discussing one after another.

"Is this true? This piece of paper can also be used in Shuiyuelou?"

"Then what are we waiting for? The food here is not comparable to Shuiyuelou. I heard that the dishes in Shuiyuelou are the best, but the price is not cheap."

"Just wait here, I'll take a step ahead, I haven't tasted the dishes of Shuiyuelou yet."

"I'm going too, I'm going too, and there are free desserts..."

You must know that in Fucheng, Shuiyuelou is very famous. In front of Shuiyuelou, such a small restaurant is naturally not enough, so when they heard Song Ning's words, many people couldn't wait to hold the note and go out. gone.

Even Han Duyue was a little dumbfounded. I have to say that Song Ning's tactic of drawing fire from the bottom was really wonderful, but...

"Song Ning, will this affect Shuiyuelou's business?" Han Duyue was a little worried about this. If Shuiyuelou didn't plan to hold such an event before, but now it has to deal with this matter, wouldn't it be a disadvantage? ?
Song Ning shook her head with a smile, and whispered into Han Duyue's ear with bright eyes: "Don't worry, I will definitely not lose money. Although this restaurant is not as good as He, but this time the idea is really good. To be able to do so openly Borrowing someone else's good idea, why not do it?"

"..." Han Duyue had nothing to say, it turned out that Song Ning had already thought about it a long time ago, well, she really deserves to be a businessman, she is always thinking about how to make a profit.

This kind of method not only vents my anger, but also shows my courage, and allows me to make a fortune by the way, it can't be better!

But it is true, in fact, even if everyone is allowed to share a table, some people will still choose to order a few more dishes. After all, this restaurant will not really lose money.

It's just that this restaurant is really too stingy, just because of what happened, they imposed restrictions like a temper, which made Song Ning seize the opportunity and lure all the guests to Shuiyue Tower.

The clerks in the restaurant watched the guests go out stupidly, and didn't know what to do for a while. It was not until the lobby on the first floor became less crowded that someone realized it and went to the back to find the shopkeeper.

"You...you wait!" The face of the man who was not smiling before became very ugly, and after glaring at Han Duyue and Song Ning viciously, he also ran to the back.

Han Duyue glanced at Song Ning, and saw that he sat down calmly, as if he didn't care about the things in front of him, so he calmed down, anyway, Song Ning was covering her, what was she afraid of?
Not long after, a middle-aged man came out from behind with a serious face, walked up to Song Ning, and stopped: "It turned out to be the third son of Song, long-awaited."

"Don't dare." Song Ning curled her lips slightly and sat there calmly.

The eyes of the middle-aged man scanned the faces of the people at the table, and he forced a smile and said, "It's rare for Mr. Song San to come here to eat today, and it really makes the small shop flourish. Does the poor care of the place annoy the Third Young Master Song?"

These words imply that Song Ning has robbed other people's guests. Although the words are euphemistic, the meaning is very clear.

Song Ning tapped the table twice with her fingers, and looked at the middle-aged man with a half-smile: "Actually, it's nothing, it's just that my fiancée rarely came to Fucheng, but I didn't choose a place where the food could be served in time." , let her sit here hungry for a long time without even drinking a sip of hot tea, so she feels very ashamed."

(End of this chapter)