Heartburn

Yanquelou is one of the most distinctive restaurants in Guanlan City. It is said that the origin of its name is from what the original shopkeeper said: "The Yanque is well known for its ambitions? It only cares about food and color."

It can be seen that he is a gluttonous food, knows the way of food, and takes it as a lifelong ambition.

It only took more than ten years for her restaurant to expand from a small store to a three-story restaurant that is now quite large. Customers are coming and the business is booming. Before the meal is on time, the entire lobby on the first floor is bustling. Up.

Because the waiter had already greeted us in advance, the shopkeeper had already been waiting outside the store. After seeing our group, he respectfully led us to the three-story private room.

The dishes were quickly served, and a whole round table was piled up all over Dangdang. Instead of letting them serve wine, they chose lighter fruit stuffed side dishes.

The delicate waiter retired wittily after serving the dishes. The huge private room was only us and the group. I glanced at the three guards, one man, two women, and three guards behind the three princes, all standing straight as loose. The expressionless appearance, like a statue.

I only followed Jiang Zhuo, and even Bing San was left in the mansion. After Jiang Zhuo told me about Fu Zhenzhen’s change that night, I gave her a task to teach her to stare at Wang's husband’s yard. , Obviously it is a guard, but in fact it is surveillance.

I just hope that I am too suspicious, and he will not try to challenge the bottom line between me and Yan Ke and do things that are against the imperial palace. Otherwise, I can't guarantee that I can give him the honor of the royal husband as promised. .

If it was only me and Jiang Zhuo at this time, I would naturally sit down with her to have a meal, but now there are three princes and his guards, and he sits at the table with great interest. I looked at the dishes presented, and didn't mean to let a few people rest at all. I hesitated a bit when I was about to export it.

I rubbed my empty belly, and the hunger was very obvious. I remembered that Jiang Zhuo went out without having breakfast, just like me, and he had never used a snack when he was watching a movie. It must be more uncomfortable than me. How can I? Bear the heart to teach her to stay hungry like this?

After making up my mind, I took the initiative to pour a cup of fruit stuffed for the three princes, and knocked on the side: "Smelling the taste of this dish is really appetizing."

"You're right! I wasn't very hungry before, but now I am extremely hungry," he took the fruit stuffed, took a happily sip, and praised, "Well, this is not too sour. Fruity, so delicious!"

Seeing that he drank it in one sip, I immediately added another glass for him, poured some myself, and then said unintentionally, "These guards have been with us for so long, so I must be hungry too?"

He turned his head and glanced at the guard behind him, and agreed indifferently: "Yes, so be it, you all go eat something and come back in a moment."

"Yes, master." The leading male **** bowed his chest with a punch, and then took the other two to exit.

I put down the fruit stuffing that was just about to be delivered to my mouth, and quickly kept it: "Hold on."

When the three princes looked suspiciously, he explained indifferently: "Don't bother. Anyway, we can't finish eating so many dishes. Why don't we ask them to sit down."

Before he could reply, the male guard was already bowing and saluting, repeatedly refusing: "The slave dare not."

I was about to persuade him again. He had already asked: "They are just subordinates, how can they have a meal with their master?"

——People with one nose and two eyes are divided into different classes just because of different backgrounds?

Although I also know that this kind of class difference is a tradition that has always existed, and it is also a serious problem that has not been completely eliminated after thousands of years, but it is one thing that cannot be changed, and it is another thing to accept it calmly.

"Why, this king thinks that Your Excellency the Third Prince is an informal person, but does he also value the distinction of inferiority in this way?" He was dissatisfied and his tone became tough.

"What do you mean? Don't you Dawu people value this one the most?" He frowned slightly and looked at me in a puzzled manner. "My instructor always puts the order of respect and inferiority on He said that this is the foundation of the country, and it cannot be shaken, otherwise it will cause chaos in the world or something."

"The order of respect and inferiority is of course important. I wonder if the teacher told the third prince the story of'water can carry a boat and it can overturn the boat'?" I know that unless he refutes him, he cannot justly teach Jiang Zhuo to sit in the table. , I also got excited, ready to talk to him, just because of his stubborn concept-clearing his throat, adapting Tang Taizong's allusion, and explaining in a few words.

Not only him, everyone was stunned.

I just said that I was happy, and I added a lot of my own points to the details, and finally concluded with earnest words: "So, the country is not in the grassland at all, and it is not an order of respect and inferiority, but in the people, and no people do not make a family. , A country cannot become a country without a family, and the people in the upper ranks love the people like their children, and the people's aspirations are the same, and the political power is stable...

When they rose up, I suddenly saw their shocked expressions, especially Jiang Zhuo's more complicated, before I realized what stupid things I had done.

He smiled and explained dryly: "Uh, these are all the strategies that the king read in the book in his spare time. I think it makes sense. What does the third prince think?"

"Well, it means to be nice to the people around you, including the servants, right?" He thought for a long time, and finally said uncertainly.

"That's it." Seeing him understand, it's not in vain that I just tried so hard to talk about such a big thing.

"Well, it's up to you," he nodded helplessly, and hooked the guards behind him, "Yada, Iku, Scully, sit down."

"Jian Zhuo, sit down, too," pulling her hand under the cover of the table, turning to face the three princes and smiling, "let's eat, the dishes are almost cold."

"It's not that you said so much..." He muttered and complained with a chopsticks and rice steamed meat, but soon he was attracted by the delicious food and no longer had time to pay attention to me.

I smiled, but saw that Jiang Zhuo just picked up a few vegetable dishes closest to his chopsticks, feeling dispirited, and seemed to have no appetite.

——This person, don't eat well, what should I do if I get hungry later?

Irregular diet, but it hurts the stomach.

Seeing that the three princes were just picking and eating meat dishes, while Jiang Zhuo didn't seem to get any meat, I thought for a while, picked a piece of the tenderest cheek meat on the fish, and turned around before putting it in my bowl. Put it into Jiang Zhuo's bowl.

She was slowly arranging the chopsticks of the meal, raising her eyes to look indifferently, her clear eyes seemed to be asking.

Teach her to make her face hot. I bit my chopsticks and opened my eyes. I was a little bit annoyed: I quickly took my own hand and picked up the dishes for her. I don’t know if she minds that the chopsticks I have used... She has done even the most intimate things. Even if she shares a pair, she won't refuse if she wants to come, right?

Glancing at her, the fish in her bowl was nowhere to be seen. When I saw her, she returned with a slight smile, and there was still a little bit of bright color after the sauce was stained on her lips, which looked full and attractive, if not in front of it. The face of many people, I'm afraid I can't help but kiss it a long time ago.

I didn’t help myself to lose my temper. I didn’t dare to stare at her face again. I just concentrated on putting different dishes into her bowl, and she obediently let me add the dishes without resisting, and waited until she took her bowl in one breath. The pile was so sharp that I stopped my hand, took a sip of the fruit stuffed and slowly gasped, and occasionally caught myself with chopsticks.

Inadvertently glanced at the third prince sitting across from him, but saw that he was still moving his chopsticks back and forth, but the frequency had slowed down a lot than before, and seeing that his pelvis was full of bones and dregs of meat dishes. There are still a few unfinished spare ribs in the bowl, and there is no shadow of vegetarian dishes. This extreme diet has taught me to frown and habitually persuade: "Your Excellency Third Prince, don’t patronize meat dishes. Eat too. Order vegetables and the like so that the nutrition is balanced. Children cannot be picky eaters. Picky eaters will not grow taller."

He held a half-eaten spare ribs in his mouth, raised his head and looked at me blankly. Obviously he didn't understand what I meant. My brain was hot, and Jiang Zhuo, who had been eating silently beside him, gave an example: "You Looking at this guard Jiang, she is not picky about eating, so she can grow tall and straight, slender and well-proportioned..."

I haven’t finished talking, but suddenly got stuck. The person I praised for “has a good habit of not picky eaters” is carefully picking out a few celery from the bowl, and throwing them into the pelvis on the other side in secret. Among the other residues, the serious appearance seemed to be accomplishing something important-to meet my impliedly accusing gaze, Jiang Zhuo's gesture was stagnant, and he opened his eyes uncomfortably, but he still put his chopsticks on the chopsticks smoothly. The celery in it was thrown out before he continued to lower his head and ate the vegetables in the bowl nonchalantly.

In the third prince’s jokes of "just look at me", I couldn’t hold back my face, so I had to put some celery into Jiang Zhuo’s bowl, pretending to say, "Celery is good for your body, eat more." !"

She glanced at me coolly, picked up the bowl, and silently ate the celery I held for her, only chewing extremely slowly, silently expressing her reluctance.

I quietly breathed a sigh of relief, both funny and gratified: Jiang Zhuo didn't think that Jiang Zhuo didn't like to eat celery, and he was picky for such a big person, but he still obeyed my intentions and did not teach me embarrassment.

I was planning to add more dishes that she liked, but I heard her suddenly say: "Don't just look at me, your Royal Highness also eat more."

The cold voice has no ups and downs, and the tail of his eyes is slightly raised, which is quite meaningful.

Following her gaze, I lowered my head and watched as she put a piece of yam into my bowl.

Now, it was my turn to freeze.

——Yam is my most annoying food, not one of them.