"Mom, is that uncle not picking up our calls?"
In a room that was decorated very simply, to the point that apart from a bed, nothing else could be seen. A girl slightly older than Qingpin was hugging her mother, and her mother couldn't help but shed bitter tears.
Back to the topic, let's turn our attention back to Guhan.
In the entire Yuzhang base city, there weren't many restaurants that served pork. The most famous one was probably a pork restaurant called Chanel.
Legend has it that a thousand years ago, Chanel was already a famous luxury store overseas.
"Is there any luxury item in this world that's more expensive than a pound of natural pork?
None.
Therefore, Chanel must have been selling pork a thousand years ago. "A history expert said.
However, Chanel was considered a very commoner's luxury pork store. At 11 o 'clock in the afternoon, when lunch time had just started and Chanel had just opened for business, the entire store was already packed with people who came to eat pork.
Guhan was only late for 20 minutes, but there was almost no place to sit in the entire restaurant.
"So it's Mr. Guhan, welcome.
But I'm very sorry, as you can see, there are no empty seats in the restaurant now, can you … "After scanning Guhan's personal terminal and discovering that he was a citizen, the waiter's attitude toward Guhan immediately became a lot more respectful. In this base city, anyone who was a citizen was not to be trifled with.
"Do you mean, should we go out, or should we wait here for a while?"
It didn't matter if Guhan waited for a while, but the little loli Qingpin he was hugging was already drooling while staring at his fingers. If he waited any longer, she would probably bite off a piece of meat from his body.
"No, no, no, I mean, can you share a table with other customers first?"
The waiter said carefully. Many of the citizens were arrogant, but when they heard the waiter's suggestion to share a table, they immediately became pretentious and cursed at the waiter. If it wasn't for the fact that Chanel was backed by the Heng Shan Sect, there were even people who would have flipped the table.
"That's fine … As long as you serve the dishes quickly. My precious swordmaiden is starving!"
Guhan flicked Qingpin's cute little nose, indicating that this was his precious sword maiden.
"So it's the esteemed Lord Swordsman!"
The waiter took a deep breath and became even more respectful. He almost bent over and led Guhan to a table that was only occupied by one person.
Sitting in front of this table was a big and burly man. His casual clothes were pulled up to his chest, revealing a round beer belly. One of his feet stepped on the chair next to him. This posture was no different from that of a hooligan.
There were no dishes on the table, but there were already two empty beer bottles … Drinking beer on an empty stomach, this man was really a man.
"Yo, there's a cute boy. Come, come, come, accompany uncle to drink!"
The burly man said casually. Looking at his age of 30, he was more than old enough to be Guhan's uncle.
"You, why don't you have any manners!"
Before Guhan could lose his temper, the waiter unhappily criticized the burly man, "This is the esteemed Lord Swordsman, a warrior who fights for the future of mankind.
Unlike you, who only knows how to drink and is completely useless … "
"Lord Guhan, don't mind him. I'll find you someone to share a table with. Don't sit with this vulgar fellow." The waiter pulled Guhan away.
"Don't, don't, don't!
I was wrong!
I was wrong! "
The burly man hurriedly apologized and grabbed Guhan's collar, "Hehe, so you're the esteemed Lord Swordsman. I was blind, I was blind. Let me treat you to a drink. How about the authentic Shaoxing Nu 'er Hong?"
There was still an authentic Shaoxing Nu 'er Hong in this day and age?
Even the current geographers had different opinions on where Shaoxing was located. Currently, the Shaoxing Nu 'er Hong sold on the market was said to be brewed by a machine that was created by the hundredth generation of Shaoxing's descendants.
"Guhan, I'm hungry!
I'm hungry! "
The surrounding was filled with the aroma of pork, causing Qingpin to drool. She couldn't wait to sit down and eat the meat right now. She didn't want to walk any further.
"Forget it, let's do it here. Just hurry up and serve the dishes!"
Guhan didn't mind the burly man and didn't want to wait any longer. He directly sat across from him.
"Alright, then Lord, what dishes would you like to order?
How many pounds of meat?
Is it synthetic or natural? "
"Can you introduce some dishes to me? What dishes do you have?"
"Alright!"
The waiter tapped the personal terminal on his wrist. Pictures of delicious dishes appeared in the air.
"Since you came to Chanel, there are three dishes that you have to order.
These three dishes are our signature dishes. Everyone who tried them said they were delicious!
Look at this steamed pork with rice flour. It's made from the most tender and juicy pork belly of the pig. Paired with rice flour, lotus root, and taro, the steamed meat is fatty but not greasy. The sauce is very fragrant, and the taste is salty and sweet. It's a lingering aftertaste!
"Look at this picture. Filet Mignon Pork Chop. This is a recipe left behind from ancient times. Using the best filet mignon pork tenderloin, drizzled with white wine, butter, and other exquisite sauces, it's a delicious taste!
I guarantee that after you eat one, you'll want another!
"This last one is the most powerful one!
It's the legendary Dongpo Pork passed down from ancient times by the sage Su Dongpo.
Legend has it that Su Dongpo saw an eagle chasing after a pigeon one day.
Su Dongpo took pity on the pigeon and told the eagle to let the pigeon go. It's also a life!
The eagle refused. The eagle said that if I let the pigeon go, I'll starve to death. Is the pigeon's life important and my life isn't?
"Su Dongpo is indeed a great sage. When he heard this, he said, 'How about this, I'll cut off my flesh for you to eat in exchange for the pigeon's life?'
When the eagle heard this, he felt that it was a good feeling. So, he found seasonings like rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and tea. He cut off Su Dongpo's flesh and stewed them together to make this famous Dongpo Pork! "
"What happened after that?
What happened after that? "Qingpin, who was fascinated by the story, hurriedly asked.
"After that, the eagle and the pigeon lived happily together!"
"What about Su Dongpo?"
"Su Dongpo cut off so much flesh. Naturally, he died!" Tricks. This eagle and pigeon were full of tricks.
"Wow, Qingpin wants to eat Dongpo Pork!
Qingpin wants to eat Dongpo Pork! "
After hearing this touching story, Qingpin suddenly had a good impression of Dongpo Pork. He clamored to eat Dongpo Pork.
"Waiter, give me Steamed Rice Flour Pork, Filet Mignon Pork, and Dongpo Pork. Also, give me some side dishes and two bowls of rice!"
Guhan bitterly smiled and shook his head. According to the information he found, the one who cut off the meat to feed the eagle was Ximen Qing. What does this have to do with Su Dongpo?
"Do you want synthetic meat or natural meat?" The waiter asked again.
"What's the price of synthetic meat?
What's the price of natural meat? "
"This synthetic meat is 50 RMB per catty. Natural meat is 800 RMB per catty. How many catties of natural pork do you want?" The waiter's words immediately set the price above natural meat.
"Natural!
Natural!
Qingpin wants to eat natural meat! "Well, Guhan didn't need to choose. Qingpin had already made his choice.
Guhan was helpless. He could only nod his head and said, "One catty of each dish!" Guhan's personal terminal only had 2000 RMB left. It was exactly the price of three catties of meat.
The waiter happily returned to the kitchen. Only Guhan, Qingpin, and the strong man who was drinking beer were left on the table.
The burly man drained a large glass of beer, then mysteriously moved closer to the poor man's side and whispered, "This Sword Lady, don't be fooled by that waiter. The one who cut the meat to feed the eagle is not that Su Dongpo, but that Wang Anshi!"
…
The dishes ordered by Guhan and the strong man were almost sent to the table at the same time. Guhan arrived more than ten minutes later than the strong man, but the dishes were served at the same time. It could be seen that the kitchen really sped up for Guhan.
Guhan didn't touch the three meat dishes. He just picked up some dried radish and ate two bowls of rice.
As for Qingpin, she looked very domineering. Because she was not tall enough, she directly stood on both of Guhan's legs. She picked up a large piece of steamed pork with rice with one chopstick and held a piece of Dongpo pork with the other hand. She took a bite and directly stuffed it into her mouth.
It could be seen that the strong man wanted to talk to Guhan very much. While eating, he kept looking for topics to get close to Guhan. For such a person, Guhan didn't even pay attention to him. She lowered her head and buried herself in eating without replying, which made the strong man feel bored.
One meal of three catties of meat!
For an adult, it was a very huge weight. After eating three catties of meat, there was basically nothing else in the stomach.
But Qingpin was different. Although she was a little Lolita, three catties of meat was not enough to fill her stomach. After sending the last bite of steamed pork with rice into her mouth, Qingpin's greasy hand directly reached out to Guhan's face. "Guhan, Qingpin wants more, Qingpin wants more!"
"Wait!" Guhan reacted quickly and grabbed Qingpin's small hand to prevent her from approaching his face.
"No money … I don't have time to give you food. I still have to buy clothes for you later. Wipe your hand and we'll go."
"No, I want to eat meat!" Qingpin refused. She pouted and raised her mouth high. Her hands desperately wanted to scratch Guhan's body.
"Waiter!
Give me another three catties of Dongpo pork! "Suddenly, the strong man on the opposite side shouted, which made the waiter next to him startled.
"Okay, it's coming!"
The waiter smiled and went to place the order. The strong man patted the table and said, "Sword Lady, come and chat with Uncle Luo. Uncle Luo will treat you to meat!"
"Okay!
Uncle Luo!
Uncle Luo is so nice! "
Immediately, she happily chatted with that Uncle Luo … As the saying goes, whoever has meat is a mother.