Old man Ming, who was suddenly named, couldn't help but blush, but he still held back his neck and continued to deliberately criticize: "Painting is not difficult. If you have talent, you will naturally draw well. I looked at this girl's painting skills, and I also

That’s it!”

Hearing this, Wen Jiu, who had just finished painting the red maple and autumn colors, immediately smiled and said: "What Grandpa Ming said is that my painting is nothing at all, so I won't show my shame in front of Grandpa Ming."

After saying that, she handed the painting over to Hu Xiaoruan's care, letting it dry before putting it away and giving it to Mr. Hu.

Then, she looked at Granny Jiang and Mr. Fei in front of her, "I wonder what we should call these two elders?"

"My surname is Jiang, so you can call me Granny Jiang. His surname is Fei, so you can call me Mr. Fei. And the grandpa who just asked you to paint, his surname is Hu." Granny Jiang was very interested in Wen Jiu.

I have a good impression of him, so I always answer questions faster than others.

It just so happens that Mr. Fei doesn't like to talk much, so it would be better if Granny Jiang could answer for him.

Hearing this, Wen Jiu continued to smile and said: "Okay, Granny Jiang. I see that you and Mr. Fei are also interested in that painting. If you two don't dislike it, why don't I paint two more paintings?"

New?"

In fact, Granny Jiang wanted to do calligraphy and painting, but she felt that if everyone wanted it, it would be too troublesome for Wenjiu.

So she thought for a moment and then replied with a smile: "For me, the tea leaves you gave me are enough. As for Mr. Fei, he likes to collect good words. Xiao Wen, if you are free, you can give me some

Give him a piece of writing."

After some advice from Grandma Jiang, Wen Jiu decisively took out a brush and asked Hu Xiaoruan to help grind the ink.

Then I took a new piece of rice paper and wrote a few lines on it.

In just a few minutes, a piece of calligraphy with dragons and phoenixes dancing on the back of the paper was completed.

"The Qin Pass will eventually belong to Chu after a hundred and two boats are burned, and three thousand Yuejia will be able to devour Wu by lying on firewood and tasting courage. Little friend Wen, you seem to know a lot about the history of ancient China?"

When Mr. Fei saw this calligraphy, he was very happy at first, and then extremely surprised.

I'm happy, I'm happy to see such a word that wanders in the clouds and scares the dragon. I'm surprised, I'm surprised that Wen Jiu is so knowledgeable at such a young age.

Whether it is the former or the latter, both deserve his praise.

"I don't know much about it. I just read some ancient Chinese books during my vacation." Wen Jiu never deliberately showed off her knowledge. The reason why she wrote such a word to Mr. Fei was actually for other reasons.

Reason.

Well, it depends on whether Mr. Fei can figure it out.

Seeing that several of his friends had received gifts, but he was the only one who didn't get anything, Old Man Ming only felt even more angry.

Fortunately, Wen Jiu was still a good friend with Ming Yihan, so he didn't even know to stand on his side and talk to him, so Master Mu took all the good things.

After thinking about it, Old Man Ming spoke angrily: "I said you guys shouldn't come to this restaurant just for calligraphy and tea leaves, right? You're here, how about you not trying the food and wine?"

"If a restaurant doesn't cook delicious food and the wine isn't delicious enough, then it's better not to open it!"

After finishing speaking, before Wen Jiu could say anything, Grandma Jiang said in a warm voice: "Well, let's just ask Xiao Wen to help us arrange lunch for today. Xiao Wen, what do you think?"

It can be seen that Granny Jiang is reducing the chance of Old Man Ming deliberately looking for trouble.

If Old Man Ming were to order the food himself, he would have to explain every dish and every wine, and he would probably not even have an edible dish by then.

But the opportunity to arrange the banquet and food was given to Wen Jiu, so Old Man Ming could only wait for the food to be served before finding fault.

Until then, Old Man Ming can choose his food at will, and Granny Jiang and others can eat theirs without any problem.

Wen Jiu naturally understood this truth, so he took Hu Xiaoruan out of the private room with a smile, saying that he would come back when the dishes were arranged.

"Xiao Ruan, go tell the chef and I'll come over to cook later." Wen Jiu left the private room, the smile on his face disappeared, "Here's the menu, just give it to Tu.

”

After saying that, she turned around and walked towards the stairs, then went straight to the wine cellar in the backyard.

She first made a pot of newly brewed golden osmanthus drink, and then filled a bottle of white wine that had been stored for some time.

Immediately afterwards, he rushed to the busy kitchen with two kinds of wine.

Because Wangyue Tower is already full of guests, the rabbit spirits in the kitchen are all very busy.

As soon as Wen Jiu stepped in, he rushed to the vacated stove.

"Kung pao chicken, mapo tofu, boiled cabbage, roasted suckling pig, Buddha jumping over the wall, sweet and sour short ribs, garlic lettuce, red dates, wolfberry and white fungus soup. Sister Jiu, are you sure these are the dishes Guanlan ordered?"

”

Li Qingyu was worried that the kitchen would be too busy when it first opened, so she had already started helping out in the kitchen.

When he saw that Wen Jiu was going to cook the dishes himself, he knew that he was entertaining distinguished guests, so he became more cautious in every aspect.

Hearing this, Wen Jiu, who had just prepared the sauce, immediately replied: "These are the dishes. Please help me prepare the side dishes. I will start the fire later."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Qingyu started busy.

The two of them messed around with the rabbit spirits in the kitchen for a while, and finally prepared most of the dishes to be sent to Guanlan.

"The only thing missing is the roasted suckling pig and Buddha jumping over the wall. All the other dishes are ready." Wen Jiu guessed that they would have to wait for a while, so he asked Li Qingyu to bring the other dishes up first.

After all, it’s not good to keep the old man waiting for a long time, and besides, they are Master Mu’s friends.

Hearing this, Li Qingyu obediently took over the task of delivering food.

So he and Hu Xiaoruan took the elevator together and sent all the freshly baked dishes and wine prepared in advance into Guanlan.

"Hello, five guests~ This is Kung Pao Chicken, Mapo Tofu, Boiled Cabbage, Sweet and Sour Short Ribs, Garlic Lettuce and Red Date, Wolfberry and Tremella Soup that Miss Wen has prepared for you. Please enjoy it~

”

Hu Xiaoruan first laid out the dishes very politely, and then handed out a portion of boiled cabbage to each person.

Finally, he took out the golden osmanthus drink and white wine prepared by Wen Jiu.

"The pot on the left is filled with Jingui drink brewed by Miss Wen herself, and the bottle on the right is filled with liquor brewed by Miss Wen herself. Both of them are unique to our Wangyue Tower. I wonder if the five guests would like to start first.

Which one should you try?"

Although Grandma Jiang didn't drink very well, she still wanted to taste the Jingui drink, so she asked Hu Xiaoruan to pour a small cup for herself.

I saw that the wine glass made of white jade was filled with light yellow crystal liquid, which was like clear tea soup, making people feel very comfortable.

Pick up the wine glass and smell it. In addition to the smell of wine, there is also the fragrant aroma of osmanthus.

This kind of fragrance can't help but arouse Grandma Jiang's curiosity.

Just when she was about to take a sip, she heard Mr. Fei next to her suddenly make a sound.
Chapter completed!