The Evil King's Favorite: The Arrogant Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 290 Dong Chen Yu (6)

"It's just a meal, it's not like I can't afford it!" Murong Fu snorted lightly, took the menu, glanced at the menu for a split second, almost dropped the menu on the ground, and sucked it up with his spiritual power. Come back, "Is the shopkeeper of the Yunyao Pavilion killing people? One of the signature dishes is worth a thousand dollars? Even if it is the most expensive restaurant in the city, a meal is only a few hundred taels?"

Liu Yue groaned and chirped a few times: "After you have eaten in a while, you will know whether the food is worth the price. Anyway, I pay the bill, so you don't have to worry about it."

Murong Fu coughed lightly, his gaze swept across Liu Yue's body suspiciously, presumably she had the backing of Sikong Cangming and a big treasury behind her to have the confidence to say such a thing.That being the case, he is not polite.

"There are three signature dishes on the color menu, thirteen special dishes, 83 local dishes from other regions, and hundreds of home-cooked dishes. I really don't know which dishes are delicious..." Murong Fu paused, He cast his eyes on Liu Yue.

"I'll have some..."

"I don't want home-cooked dishes, just order signature dishes, special dishes and local dishes." Just as Liu Yue took the conversation, Murong Fu deliberately snatched it back and said leisurely.

Liu Yue spat out the tea she had just eaten in one gulp, Baili Weiyang's eyes widened and she tugged on Murong Fu's sleeve.

Murong Fu turned his head almost tenderly, comforting the woman beside him: "It's okay, Wei Young, since she has already said that she wants to invite us to dinner to make amends, if we are too polite, wouldn't it mean that the atonement is not enough for her? Right, Miss Liuyue?"

"Have fun, have fun, really have fun!" Liu Yue stared at Murong Fu with a half-smile, and under the dining table, two bare hands had already broken the chopsticks they were playing with.

Even if it's her own shop, after all, it's all expensive and rare ingredients, so after hundreds of dishes, why don't they go to grandma's house?

Liu Yue's heart pounded on the abacus, the corners of her lips twitched, her eyes met Murong Fu's, and a fierce spark flashed in the middle of the dining table.

In the end, Murong regained victory, and Liu Yue died in poverty.

Although the wing room was spacious, there was still no way to put down hundreds of dishes. In the end, the four of them could only move to the hall and put together several tables.

Yan Wu happened to be in the Yunyao Pavilion, and when she heard that someone had ordered hundreds of dishes, she hurriedly asked the maid about the situation, and after she knew about it, she immediately went upstairs.

Seeing the "beautiful woman in white clothes" in the mouth of the maid, her face froze, and she used her internal strength to pass a sentence to Liu Yue: "Sister Liu Yue, hold on, I will donate one month's salary to you to fill the small treasury .”

Liu Yue immediately sensed Yan Wu's position, and looked towards the entrance on the second floor, eager to see through.

"Xiao Yanwu, I am physically and mentally exhausted and feel like I am about to die in battle."

"Sister Liuyue, come on, I'll get busy first." Yan Wu threw a sympathetic smile at Liuyue, and immediately disappeared from her sight.

Even if the people who come to the second floor of Yunyao Pavilion are all rich and powerful, they still feel pain if they come to have a meal.Looking at the table with only four people, the delicious food was served one after another, and the people around were all staring.

When the dishes first came to the table, Murong Fu looked at the delicacies one by one and sniffed them lightly, and he could already see that it was different. The moment he put it in his mouth, he immediately understood that such a dish, even if it is worth thousands of dollars, It is also called aftertaste.

(End of this chapter)