Su Qingchen entered the hotel tiredly. Before she even got on the elevator, her phone rang. She looked at the caller ID and saw that the call was from Tang Yue.
She answered the phone and her tone was still lazy: "Hello."
"Come to the parking lot, I'll wait for you below." Tang Yue said simply and clearly on the phone.
Before Su Qingchen could be surprised, Tang Yue had already hung up the phone.
She was stunned for a while, and when the elevator arrived, she regained her composure and walked in, pressing minus one.
The elevator arrived at Minus One. As soon as it came out, she saw Tang Yue's car. Tang Zhi was standing beside the car waiting to open the door for her.
"Miss Su." Tang Zhi opened the car door.
Su Qingchen bent down and sat in. When he saw Tang Yue, he asked, "Why are you here? Do you want to see me for anything?"
Tang Yue did not answer, but asked Tang Zhi to drive away first.
"Where to go?" Su Qingchen asked again.
"Are you hungry?" Tang Yue asked without answering.
Su Qingchen subconsciously touched his belly and nodded honestly: "A little bit."
"Then go get something to eat first." Tang Yue said.
Su Qingchen gave in to the food. The reason why she didn't go to eat with others was not because she wasn't hungry, but because she didn't want to see Jiang Letong for the time being. She originally planned to go back to the room to order food, but Tang Yue came to find her. For her,
It was an accident.
Twenty minutes later, Tang Zhi parked the car in front of a restaurant.
Su Qingchen followed Tang Yue out of the car and saw that the restaurant was closed. The glass door of the restaurant was closed tightly. It was dark inside and it looked like it was not open.
Su Qingchen looked at Tang Yue in confusion, and Tang Yue asked Tang Zhi to knock on the door.
Tang Zhi went up and knocked. After a while, Su Qingchen saw the lights in the restaurant come on again, and a man in chef uniform came over and opened the door for them.
"Second Young Master." The head chef was fat and very kind and festive. When he smiled at Tang Yue, the flesh on his face was trembling, which was funny and funny.
Su Qingchen suppressed her laughter and her face turned red. It was the first time she saw someone laughing so funny. The layers of flesh seemed to be able to trap flies.
"Just laugh if you want, he doesn't mind." Tang Yue said when he saw how hard she was holding it in.
Su Qingchen laughed loudly, as if all the depression in her heart was released. She was also worried that the chef would be angry, so she smiled and explained to him: "I'm sorry, I wasn't laughing at you."
The chef was really not angry at all. He waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter. I look happy. Anyone who sees me for the first time will laugh. It's cold outside. Second Young Master and this young lady, come in quickly."
Su Qingchen smiled and nodded and followed the chef into the restaurant.
The restaurant was filled with aroma, which made Su Qingchen's stomach growl and make a gurgling sound. She hurriedly covered her stomach, with a look of loneliness, embarrassment and shyness on her face.
The chef laughed loudly: "Hahaha, you are hungry. I will go to the kitchen to bring you something to eat. The second young master has already told me to prepare it. The soup in my pot has been simmering for two hours."
After saying that, he went to the back kitchen, leaving the three people outside without asking them where to sit.
Tang Yue chose a seat at random. After Su Qingchen sat down, he was still thinking about what the chef had just said. He said that Tang Yue had already told him to prepare supper, so he went to the hotel to find her not on a whim, but with a "premeditated plan"
", he had already planned to take her to eat delicious food after the game.
Thinking of this, Su Qingchen felt warm in her heart. This warmth spread from the inside out, warming her body surface, making her whole body feel warm and her mood improved.
When her mood improved, she became interested in talking and asked, "How was my performance tonight?"
"It's great." Tang Yue praised his Su Xiaomao, who always spared no effort and wanted to say all the complimentary words.
Su Qingchen was pleased by his simple and rude praise. He wagged his proud cat tail, raised his chin slightly, and was as proud as a cat: "Any conspiracy and trick is trash in the face of strength."
What she said was confident and domineering, which greatly pleased Tang Yue. He laughed out loud. He liked Su Xiaomao like this. His Su Xiaomao should be like this.
It was rare for Su Qingchen to see him smile so heartily. She felt that his smile made her feel like a spring breeze, and his voice was so good that her ears could become pregnant. She couldn't help but be stunned.
She didn't come back to her senses until the chef brought a pot of soup.
"It smells so good." She sniffed hard and asked, "What kind of soup is this?"
"Chicken soup." The chef said, "It's just the most ordinary chicken soup."
Su Qingchen groaned. She didn't believe that such a delicious soup was just ordinary chicken soup. She opened the lid of the soup pot and took a look. It was really chicken soup, with tea tree mushrooms and wolfberry floating on the top, and the stewed stewed meat underneath.
The chicken and chicken soup are crystal clear, not greasy at all, full of color, flavor and presentation.
Su Qingchen was amazed: "What a clear chicken soup!"
She understood that the chicken soup was very greasy. When Xia Ning and An Zhisu were in confinement, they often complained that the chicken soup stewed by the servants was too greasy, and they wanted to vomit when they saw the layer of yellow-orange oil floating on it.
She herself doesn't like chicken soup because she thinks it's too oily and has a fishy smell of chicken, which she dislikes.
But the chicken soup stewed by this chef simply refreshed her inherent understanding of chicken soup. It looks and smells good, and her stomach does not reject it at all, but she really wants to taste it.
"Miss, you first have a bowl of chicken soup to satisfy your stomach. I also sat down with a few snacks. I'll bring them to you." The chef said and went to the kitchen.
Tang Yue picked up the spoon and bowl and filled a bowl for Su Qingchen: "Be careful of scalding."
Su Qingchen couldn't wait to taste it, so he took a small bite into his mouth with a small porcelain spoon, and then closed his eyes with satisfaction, as if he had tasted the delicious food in the world.
"Does it taste good?" Tang Yue asked.
"It tastes great. It tastes great." Su Qingchen nodded. This was the best chicken soup she had ever tasted, bar none.
"Then drink more." Tang Yue also filled a bowl for himself. He might be used to drinking and was not as exaggerated as Su Qingchen showed.
The chicken soup was not very hot and the temperature was just right. Su Qingchen drank one bowl in one go. When the chef came back with other food, Su Qingchen had already drank the second bowl.
She praised the chicken soup stewed by the chef and almost said all the idioms she had learned to describe food, making the chef laugh out loud.
What every chef likes to hear most is when others praise the deliciousness of their food, and this chef who smiles like Maitreya Buddha is no exception.
Su Qingchen finished the second bowl and wanted to drink the third bowl, but Tang Yue stopped him: "Eat something else first. When you are full, you won't be able to eat anything else."
Su Qingchen gave in after looking at the other delicious dishes. She put down the small porcelain spoon, picked up the chopsticks, and began to taste the other dishes. She first picked up a mushroom and egg and tasted it. The taste was also very good. After eating
Still want to eat.
Tang Yue had something to eat for dinner, but he wasn't hungry now, and he didn't have the habit of eating late night snacks. He just watched Su Qingchen eat, took two or three sips of his bowl of chicken soup, and then put it away.
Su Qingchen had no image to speak of in front of Tang Yue. He ate with his mouth full, like a kitten that had eaten fish. He was afraid that the owner would find out, so he stuffed it all into his mouth, pretending that he had not eaten anything.
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Tang Yue chuckled. This kind of simple happiness made him feel extremely satisfied. He used to run Tangren carefully just to preserve the Tang family's more than a hundred years of family business. In the future, he finally found a reason to manage it more carefully.
, he wants to make a lot of money, otherwise how can he take his Su Xiaomao to eat delicacies all over the world.