Martial arts start from Lu Ding Ji

Guo Jing looked around and found that there were indeed no empty seats.

Remembering that the masters usually confessed to be convenient for others, and he is also an honest person,

He agreed with a smile.

"Thank you, brother." Qin Fan thanked Guo Jing, then sat down:

"The store will give me a catty of beef and half a catty of pancakes."

"Okay, wait a moment, guest officer!" The shop waiter responded.

"Brother, in such a cold day, you are wearing single clothes, aren't you cold?"

Seeing Qin Fan's single clothes, Guo Jing asked a little strangely.

Although he grew up in Mongolia, his martial arts skills are not high, and he is still afraid of the cold.

Now he is wearing a cotton padded jacket and a black sable robe given by Tuo Lei.

This ermine robe is pitch black, without a speck of color.

Ordinary people can't buy it if they want to.

"Haha, I have never been afraid of the cold since I was a child, and I have gotten used to it over the years." Qin Fan said with a smile.

The two exchanged names and chatted.

Guo Jing's usual playmates are Tuo Lei and Hua Zheng. Seeing Qin Fan now, he feels inexplicably kind, and the more they chat, the more speculative they become.

This Guo Jing just came out of the rivers and lakes, and he is not strong enough to guard against others.

With just a few words, he told his own details.

Fortunately, he still understands something in his heart.

Except for Temujin and Xuewu, everything else has been said,

He even talked about going to Jiaxing.

Seeing him talking eloquently, Qin Fan thought it was funny,

This Guo Jing is really a simple guy.

At this moment, there was a commotion outside.

Guo Jing murmured secretly,

I thought that a few days ago those people were coming to snatch his hard-earned BMW,

Immediately got up and walked outside.

Qin Fan also walked out,

When I went outside, I saw two little girls arguing with a little beggar.

The little beggar was fifteen or sixteen years old, with a broken leather cap on his head,

The cotton clothes on his body were also tattered.

His face was covered with coal dust from nowhere, it was pitch black,

With a bun in hand,

He was grinning and arguing with the two mistresses.

"Put down the steamed bun!" Xiaoer said sharply.

"Just put it down, why are you so fierce?" The little beggar put the steamed bun back.

The waiter at the shop saw that there were several black marks on the steamed buns caught by the beggar,

I know that the steamed buns cannot be sold.

Immediately angry, he stretched out his fist and hit the beggar.

The beggar dodged the punch from the waiter with just a twist, and said jokingly:

"No hit, no hit."

The shop waiter wanted to fight again, but Qin Fan immediately stopped him:

"Okay, it's just a steamed bun, put it on my account."

The little beggar heard someone talking, glanced at Qin Fan, and picked up the steamed bun.

"Hey, this steamed bun is not tasty, so I'll give it to you."

As he spoke, he threw the steamed buns to a puppy lying beside him.

The steamed buns at this time were actually steamed buns, and the dog immediately started chewing on something to eat.

Guo Jing frowned when he saw this scene,

Although he grew up with Temujin, his mother taught him not to waste food.

Therefore, he was quite dissatisfied with the behavior of the little beggar, and turned around and entered the shop.

"Hey, my son is kind, but he doesn't take it seriously.

This meat bun made of high-quality white flour was actually fed to dogs. "

Seeing Huang Rong throwing the meat buns to the dog, the waiter shook his head and said to Qin Fan.

Qin Fan just smiled when he heard this,

Of course he knew that this little beggar was Huang Rong,

Although she is not afraid of getting dirty, her face is smeared black.

But the neck is clean and the wrists are not dirty.

Now that I met Huang Rong, I couldn't miss it, so I invite you now:

"I think this meat bun is not to my liking, why don't I be the host, how about we go in and have dinner together?"

Huang Rong was taken aback for a moment,

Unexpectedly, this person not only bought steamed buns for himself,

And treat yourself to dinner,

Thinking of pretending to be a beggar these days, others are disgusted,

Feeling warm in his heart, he nodded.

The two entered the shop and sat at Guo Jing's table.

Guo Jing frowned when he saw Huang Rong,

It's not that he disliked Huang Rong's dirty,

I just feel that this little beggar is ignorant and wasting food.

But since this person was invited by Qin Fan, he couldn't say anything, he just ate with his head down.

"This person is really strange. He doesn't use chopsticks, but insists on eating with his hands."

Seeing Guo Jing eating with his hands, Huang Rong said with a smile.

"I've always eaten like this."

Guo Jing was stupid, he didn't want to talk to Huang Rong at the moment, so he explained lightly.

It's true,

He grew up in Mongolia,

With a lot of Mongolian living habits in life,

It's perfectly normal to eat with your hands.

"You just eat this, is this what people eat?"

Huang Rong saw the beef and pancakes on the table, and said with a look of disgust.

"Haha, this is just to wrap your stomach. What do you want to eat, little brother? Just order it!"

Qin Fan smiled and said grandly.

"You little beggar, my son kindly invited you to dinner,

You are still picking and choosing here, I'd like to see what dishes you can order. "

The waiter at the side couldn't understand Huang Rong's behavior,

The exit sneered.

"Do you think I'm poor and haven't eaten delicious food?

I'm afraid your best meals are not to my liking. "

Huang Rong saw the waiter in the shop being sarcastic,

Not annoyed, he still said with a smile.

"As long as you can point it out, we will naturally do it.

I'm afraid that if you order too much, you don't have enough money. "

The waiter said coldly.

"You don't need to worry about money, it's food money, if you don't have enough, there is more."

As Qin Fan spoke, he took out an ingot of gold,

patted on the table,

Then he said proudly to Huang Rong:

"Little brother, just order, no matter what you order today, I will pay for it."

"Hee hee, then I'm not going to be polite.

It looks like eating,

Let's eat some fruit before meal,

First come four dried fruits, four fresh fruits, two salty and sour fruits, and four candied fruits. "

Huang Rong giggled, and then said seriously.

The waiter heard what she said,

Thought she didn't know where she heard those words,

With some sarcasm at the moment, he sneered and said:

"I don't know what candied fruit this uncle wants?"

Huang Rong smiled, looked at the tavern and said:

"For a small hotel in a poor place like yours, I guess you can't make good things.

The four kinds of dried fruits are litchi, longan, steamed dates, and ginkgo.

You can look at the fresh fruit yourself, but it must be fresh.

Salty and sour, you need to build fragrant cherries and ginger plums,

As for the candied fruit, we need rose kumquats, fragrant grapes, frosted peach sticks, and pear meat Haolangjun. "

What Huang Rong said surprised the waiter.

Whether this little beggar knows it himself or hears it from others,

Ordinary people don't say that these things are eaten,

It is estimated that it is not common to see it, so I put away my underestimation at the moment.

"As for appetizers, I prefer seafood.

But you probably don’t have any fresh fish and shrimp here, so let’s have eight dishes to go with wine.

Cooked quail with flowers, fried duck feet, chicken tongue soup, stuffed Jiang Yao with deer belly, fried beef tendon with mandarin duck, shredded rabbit with chrysanthemum, fried roe deer leg, gold and silver hoof with ginger vinegar, that's all.

I guess you can do these eight things,

No matter how good the dishes are, it is estimated that you will not be able to make them for a long time. "

Huang Rong finished ordering the fruits, and then ordered the vegetables.