President, Our Egg Is Lost

Ningcheng Chunqiu is located on a century-old old street in Ning City. It was built in a quaint old mansion. Because of the high prices and high-end routes, ordinary people can easily afford it. Most of the diners who come and go are either rich or expensive.

After getting out of the car, Cheng and Tang wanted to come to hold hands again. Ji Xiaoyu's face was thin, and he looked at the people around him. She was embarrassed, so he shrank his paws in his sleeves and refused to hold him.

In public, Cheng Yutang did not reluctantly, and instead took her little boyfriend's shoulders and led people into the old house generously and intimately.

He called and booked a seat on the way, and as soon as he entered the door, the lobby manager personally greeted him, greeting him with a big smile: "Cheng, long time no see, welcome!"

While talking, he couldn't help but look at the outstanding young man next to him, and said in surprise: "Hey, this one looks pretty face-to-face, dare to ask which young master is it?"

Ji Xiaoyu subconsciously corrected: "I am not the young master, I am Mr. Cheng's bodyguard."

Lobby manager:"……"

"Okay, Lao Yang, let's lead the way." Cheng Yutang laughed dumbly and didn't explain. What the little thing said is what it said.

"Okay, please come here, two of you."

Do you bully me for studying less, bodyguards still have this? Yang Dongcheng was wondering and curious to death, but he didn't dare to ask anything too much. He led the two to a lounge by the window of the flower hall, and handed the handwritten menu to Cheng Yutang with both hands, "Cheng, this is the shop. Look at the new dishes in here recently."

Cheng Yutang took it, and then passed it to Ji Xiaoyu, "Whatever you like."

As soon as Ji Xiaoyu saw the colorful dishes on the menu, he immediately forgot the embarrassment before and said boldly: "Cheng, you can order something. Today I will invite... er."

A "Ke" stuck in his throat did not come out, it turned into a frightened hiccup.

My dad, are these dishes cooked in a golden pot? Why are they so expensive?

What chrysanthemum tofu 388, what boiled cabbage 458, what Qingfeng crystal melon 598...

Don't think that Xiaoye can't cook and has never visited the vegetable market. You give me a hundred yuan, and I will bring you a cart of tofu, cabbage and winter melon!

Cheng Yutang couldn't help but laugh when he saw his dumbfounded appearance, and deliberately said: "Really? Then I will order. I have not eaten a few new dishes. I really want to try it. I have been busy working before. , I have no time to come over, I happen to try it with you today."

Ji Xiaoyu was about to vomit blood in his heart with the water splashed out by the big talk, and couldn't take it back. What's more, seeing Cheng Yutang's look of expectation, he couldn't bear to refuse, so he learned what he said just now, bit the bullet and said: "Of course, just choose whatever you like!"

He made a quick calculation in his mind. If you order two meats, two vegetarians, and one soup, based on the average price, about two thousand five is almost the same.

It's okay, Xiaoye is now a man with a monthly salary of 25,000, so I can afford it!

Cheng Yutang held back a smile, looked at the menu quietly, filtered out a few dishes related to chicken, and ordered ten dishes in one breath. The total price was several times more than two thousand five.

Yang Dongcheng took the brush and remembered to brush quickly.

Ji Xiaoyu is a little panicked now. He is now earning a monthly salary of 25,000, but he hasn't received the salary after the increase. According to Cheng and Tang's method, he would have to go bankrupt after a meal, so he hurriedly Said: "Cheng, Mr. Cheng, let's just two people, can you order so much to eat? How bad is it to waste too much to eat?"

Cheng Yutang raised his eyebrows and said, "It's okay. You can't finish eating and pack them back. Like last time, you can save your next meal."

Ji Xiaoyu drooped the corners of his mouth, his face wrinkled into bitter gourd, he didn't want to pack this time, could it?

Seeing that he was about to cry, Cheng Yutang finally realized with his conscience that he stopped teasing down, and said to himself: "It won't be delicious if you pack it back and it will be hot. Forget it, order a few things today. Try something else next time."

Then he raised his head and said to Yang Dongcheng, who was struggling with a strange expression on his face, "Lao Yang, just leave the last few words and leave the first five."

Alas, Qiao Yage said that he was bullying the small with the big, and it seemed that he was right. Although it's interesting to watch the colorful expression changes of small things, it won't be good if you irritate people.

Yang Dongcheng: "...Okay, Mr. Cheng."

Ji Xiaoyu breathed a long sigh of relief, and Emma was scared to death.

Outside the flower hall is a patio with small bridges and flowing water, green bamboo and yellow flowers, and the environment is very quiet and elegant. A woman in ancient costume is playing the piano by the bridge, singing gracefully, with a clear and melodious singing voice, blending with the surrounding scenery.

Waiting for the food, Ji Xiaoyu lay on the carved window fence and watched the girl play the piano. Although she couldn't understand what she sang, she still found it very pleasing to the ears, so she praised: "This restaurant is really nice and comfortable."

No wonder the surnamed Han and Qiao Yage both want to come here for dinner. If the price is not too expensive, he would also come for a meal occasionally.

The corners of Cheng Yutang's lips raised, and said politely: "Thanks for the compliment, it seems we can consider giving Lao Yang a raise."

Ji Xiaoyu was surprised when he heard this: "Who gives him a raise, are you?"

"Yes." Cheng Yutang smiled, "I forgot to tell you just now that I am actually the boss behind the scenes of Ningcheng Chunqiu."

Ji Xiaoyu: "..."

Ah ah ah ah why not say it earlier! This man is so rich! But it's too damnable! Did he do it on purpose? It must be!

Since you are the boss here, you don't need to spend money on eating, right?

Is it too late to call Lao Yang back and add the few dishes that were cancelled? !

Cheng Yutang could see what the little things were thinking at a glance, and the smile on his face widened by two points, and he coaxed softly, "Hey, don't add vegetables. Although you can eat, eating too much is bad for your health. Save it and try again next time, okay?"

Ji Xiaoyu immediately lost his temper when he heard him say this, and said, "Well, that's all right."

The dishes came quickly, and the dishes were as pleasing to the eye as handicrafts. Ji Xiaoyu had been hungry for a long time, and immediately ignored other things and immediately immersed himself in eating.

Secretly marveled while eating, wow, it's so delicious! No wonder it is so expensive, there seems to be some reason!

Cheng Yutang ate slowly, spending most of the time serving Ji Xiaoyu or pouring tea, asking him to eat slowly from time to time, and don't choke.

When Ji Xiaoyu had almost eaten, he asked in a leisurely manner: "How is it, how does it taste?"

"It's delicious!" Ji Xiaoyu replied without hesitation, and after smacking his lips, he added sincerely: "However, I think it's better than what you did last time, not to say how advanced you are. , Yes, it is... you understand?"

It means that two people are busy in the kitchen together, personally transforming the same ingredients into a dish, and then two people eating them together, it will make people have a special sense of satisfaction, the taste is no matter what the restaurant is. You can't taste it.

He couldn't describe the feeling, so he could only pass it vaguely.

Cheng Yutang: "..."

He understands.

I really don't want to be planted. I have said so much with a bright tongue, and it is not as lethal as a small thing's ambiguous sentence. Why don't you like it?

He couldn't help sighing softly: "I wish I were at home now, otherwise--"

Ji Xiaoyu asked in a daze: "Otherwise how?"

"Otherwise, I can eat you." Cheng Yutang whispered, his eyes flashed behind the lens, "I think you are more delicious than the dishes I cook."

As a result, Ji Xiaoyu's face, as white as a shelled egg, slowly reddened into a ripe tomato at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ah ah ah ah, this man is so embarrassed that he actually said such shameless words in broad daylight!

Looking at his gentle, gentle and handsome appearance, those who don’t know, I’m afraid he thought he was chanting poems and making fus!

While Ji Xiaoyu was sitting there with a flushed face and steaming hot, a man with a face full of flesh and a big gold necklace hanging around his neck was shy with four or five people and a tall follower walking along the outside of the flower hall. Walked over the corridor. When passing by the private room where the two of them were, the golden chain man glanced into the window at random, his eyes were fixed on Ji Xiaoyu's face without turning, at first there was an evil smile on his face, followed by frowning again, and muttered. : "Fuck, did I see this beautiful gadget somewhere? Why does it seem familiar?"

A man with a horse-faced face winked his eyebrows and said, "Boss Jin, isn't it just this bite that is good for you? Maybe everyone is familiar with it if you go to more?"

"It makes sense!" Jin Lao San laughed instantly, and the fat all over his body was shaking. "But this little beauty looks a little familiar. Maybe he's really been there. It's weird, where is it?" "

Ji Xiaoyu heard every word clearly, turned his head and looked intently, and instantly burned into the nine heavens with anger. Isn't that the fat pig's head who drugged him at Xinhao Hotel on Christmas Eve last year? !

He sipped angrily out of the window and cursed: "Take your grandma's leg!"

Cheng Yutang was taken aback. He had never seen a little thing show such a hateful expression to anyone since he met. Turning his head to look at the lewd man outside, he couldn't help frowning.

Jin Laosan suddenly received a scolding, and at first he was taken aback, and then he immediately salivated when he saw Ji Xiaoyu's eyes glaring at him with a touch of red, and he stretched his hand into the window to pinch his chin, "Oh! Hey, little beauty, it’s so nice! My brother likes you, it’s spicy enough!"

A group of thugs gave out a high and low silver smile.

Ji Xiaoyu was furious, and waved his backhand, Jin Lao San immediately screamed like a pig, and then looked at his black-haired claw, which was as swollen as a burning hoof.

Playing the piano in the patio made Huarong pale with fright, the girl covered her mouth and let out a low cry.

Perhaps it was because of the deep impression of being beaten last year. After being slapped by Ji Xiaoyu, Jin Laosan remembered something. He quickly retreated to the thugs and cursed in anger: "CNMD, it turns out that you are a bitch, but I was touched by Lao Tzu. Come on, I haven't asked you to settle the matter last year, and now I dare to come to the door. It's really □□!"

Cheng Yutang suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, and asked in a deep voice, "Xiao Yu, who is he? Why do you want to settle accounts?"

Ji Xiaoyu has lived for twenty years, and the most ashamed thing in his life is that he planted a big somersault on Christmas Eve last year. How can he say such disgusting and humiliating things, but gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Jin Lao Sanwu yelled to himself: "Come on, give it to Lao Tzu, grab this little **** for me, and see how Lao Tzu makes him call him father!"

Several thugs immediately screamed and ran into the flower hall, trying to pounce at Ji Xiaoyu.

Ji Xiaoyu was furious, got up from the seat, clenched his fists and prepared to fight.

Cheng Yutang stepped forward and stopped him, then coldly said: "Jin Lao San, who do you call Dad?"

Jin Laosan only saw him at this time and couldn't help but be surprised: "Cheng? Why are you here?"

Cheng Yutang raised his hand to embrace Ji Xiaoyu's shoulder, and felt the little thing tremble slightly because of anger. He couldn't help but exert a little force on his hand, and asked blankly, "What do you mean?"

Jin Lao San had a pair of dead fish eyes turning around him and Ji Xiaoyu, and then exaggerated "Yeah", "I said, it turns out that this little **** has hooked up with Mr. Cheng again. No wonder he is full of confidence. , I dare to challenge Lao Tzu."

"Mr. Cheng, how does this little **** taste? I was beaten by him just now when I got on the side last year. It's a **** frustration. Since you are good at it, then we can be regarded as like-minded. When will we communicate together? "

Jin Laosan stared at Ji Xiaoyu, and licked his fat lips very obscenely while talking.