Chapter 146: guest officer walk slowly

Chapter 146 Guest Officer Walking Slowly

The regular customers of a restaurant gradually figured out a pattern: every Friday there will be roasted pig's head to eat, and every tenth there will be grilled pork knuckle.

As for the braised beef and sauced duck tongue, which are daily snacks, there is no need to mention them.

Ping Nanwang likes to eat grilled pork knuckle, and also likes to eat roasted pig's head. Recently, the restaurant has introduced a new dish, plum blossom large intestine, which has the taste of large intestine but does not have the visceral smell of large intestine, so it comes more frequently.

The drinkers who often come to a restaurant have reached a tacit agreement: no sharing tables, no treats.

This nasty restaurant has some dishes that are limited, so how about sharing tables?

Treat? Inviting guests is even worse.

Although they are all acquaintances or even relatives, they can't afford it.

It’s okay to be polite once, barely hold on twice, and be polite three times and I won’t be able to come in a short time.

So everyone should be sensible and eat their own food.

In the morning, Luo Sheng spent his time in the martial arts arena as usual.

Fortunately, Miss Luo also liked to dance with guns and clubs in the past. Apart from going out to the streets to have fun, she spent most of her time here.

"At this time, the elbow is already marinated." Hong Dou sat on the edge of the field, sighing with his chin resting.

It takes a lot of time to grill the pork elbow, and it needs to be marinated in the morning, so it takes four or five hours to wait until the dish is ready, just before the opening time of the restaurant.

Now the girls are all handed over to Xiugu to make this dish, and she went too late, so she couldn't smell the fragrance even if she wanted to.

"Eat an ice bowl." Kerr handed over a serving of ice sprinkled with water chestnuts, almonds, and fresh peaches.

Eating the cold and sweet ice bowl, the red beans stopped complaining.

On such a hot day, eating an ice bowl and watching girls riding horses and archery is not bad.

The smooth-furred horse stopped, and Luo Sheng quickly turned over and walked to the sidelines.

Hongdou and Kouer got up hurriedly, those who received the bows received the bows, and those who passed the handkerchiefs handed over the handkerchiefs.

"Girl, don't practice on such a hot day. If you're bored, why don't you go to the street and have a look." Looking at the sweat on Luo Sheng's forehead and the back of his clothes, Hong Dou felt distressed.

On such a hot day, wouldn’t it be good to go to the street to see if there are any beautiful young people who are born well?

Keer also felt distressed, and persuaded: "Yes, girl, it's good to go shopping when you're bored, but it's not good if you get tanned in the martial arts field all day long."

It’s okay to just look at it and not grab it back. It’s better than a girl getting a tan.

"Why are you shopping so hot? It's time to go to the wine shop after taking a break." Luo Sheng casually threw the handkerchief that wiped off his sweat into Koer's hand, and strode away from the martial arts arena.

Rest well, it's time to kill.

After taking a bath, Luo Sheng changed into a clean and soft snow-white coat, and Luo Sheng sent Hongdou and Kouer to retreat.

She sat alone on the bed for a long time, and took out a bow from under the bed.

That bow is the one she is most familiar with in daily practice. It is ordinary and has no characteristics, but it is not the same one.

This bow was specially prepared by her for King Pingnan.

Luo Sheng took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the bowstring, over and over again, until his mind was as calm as water, before he put the bow away.

It's already June, and it gets dark very late, and the opening time of a restaurant is half an hour later than in May.

It is said that it is hot, and it is too early to affect the mood of the chef to cook.

This is also the point that countless drinkers dare not say: I have never heard that the opening time of a restaurant changes every month.

The sky finally darkened, and the red lanterns outside the restaurant were lit up, supporting a warm orange light for the drinkers who came one after another.

The scent wafting from a wine shop drifted farther and farther away. Those ordinary people who had already known the price of this black shop for killing people covered their noses and quickened their pace, not daring to stay for a while.

I heard that there was a foreigner with a rich family who couldn't even pay the rent. They couldn't follow in the same footsteps.

Luo Sheng sat at the counter, drinking tea quietly and lazily as usual.

Drinkers came in in twos and threes, some familiar and some unfamiliar, and soon the lobby was half full.

Prince Pingnan came with Princess Pingnan.

Recently, King Pingnan often brings his concubine with him. Now people in Beijing have begun to praise the love of King Pingnan and his wife. Those who have daughters are more interested in Prince Pingnan's son.

At the age of King Pingnan, he is still so affectionate and harmonious with the princess, so his son is naturally no different.

Princess Pingnan has already heard about these rumors, and she is quite proud of herself.

At first, she just wanted to eat the amber winter melon from this restaurant a few more times.

In the past, she just couldn't forget this dish related to the warm memories of her childhood. After eating it in a wine shop, she realized that she could still taste the indescribable pleasure in this dish.

Chewing this dish carefully gave her the satisfaction of finally trampling Princess Zhennan under her feet.

And it is the kind of carefree that the other party can never turn over.

How could she not like this dish.

I didn't expect that after coming several times with the prince, there would still be a good reputation of harmony between husband and wife, which was a pleasant surprise.

Such a reputation is naturally beneficial to the marriage of children.

The moment Luo Sheng saw Pingnan Wang and his wife come in, Luo Sheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the corners of his lips raised slightly.

Although King Pingnan didn't come today, she can wait until next time, but she has made up her mind to do it today, so she naturally taboos all accidents.

An accident always makes people feel unlucky.

It was red beans that entertained Pingnan Wang and his wife.

"The guest officer came a little late today, and the elegant room is gone."

"It's okay, the lobby is fine." King Pingnan was very casual.

The more times you come here, the less attached you are to elegant rooms.

After all, there are so many dignitaries eating and drinking in the lobby, even King Kaiyang is no exception.

"Guest officer, please follow me."

Luo Sheng listened silently to King Pingnan's order, then got up and walked to the back kitchen.

Based on the amount of food the Pingnan couple had eaten, the speed of eating and the habit of adding food, she could probably calculate the time it took from when the food and wine were placed on Pingnan Wang's table to when the Pingnan Wang couple went out.

Walking into the courtyard, I met a bearded man walking out.

"Boss, I'm going to pick up Xiaoqi."

Luo Sheng nodded slightly, with the usual tone: "Go early and come back early."

Considering that Xiao Qi is still young, Luo Sheng asked Xiuyue for advice, and sent him to a good private school since last month.

The bearded man was so happy that he took the initiative to take over the pick-up job.

For Luo Sheng, it is very necessary to send this young man who is probably related to Zhennan Palace to study and read.

In addition, it is also for this day to try to get rid of irrelevant people, such as Du Feibiao.

As soon as the bearded man left, Luo Sheng arranged a new job for the strong man who was chopping firewood: "After chopping firewood, remember to grind the beans and make tofu tomorrow."

The strong man responded with a smile on his face.

What is the strength that has nowhere to use, tomorrow there will be tofu to eat.

Hehehe, he likes tofu.

The strong man chopped firewood skillfully, and fell into a beautiful fantasy about tomorrow's dinner.

Going into the kitchen and chatting with Xiuyue for a few words, Luo Sheng returned to the lobby again.

As in the past, I went back and forth between the lobby and the back kitchen several times, and the drinkers in the lobby turned a blind eye to this.

"Let's keep the accounts." Satisfied with wine and food, King Pingnan said this as usual, and walked out with Princess Pingnan.

With a competent smile on Hongdou's face, she knelt slightly behind Pingnan Wang and his wife: "Two guests, go slowly."

(end of this chapter)

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