When Xu Hongdou and Nana came back, Zhang Wentao had already set out the tableware and dishes in the restaurant.
There was no plate arrangement, just two table mats, and the red wine braised chicken and Provence vegetable chowder taken out of the oven were placed respectively. There was also an onion soup, a Caesar salad and a bowl of rice in front of each seat.
When Zhang Wentao saw Xu Hongdou, he was about to call people to join him for dinner when the pigeons in the tea room had already rushed out, clapped his hands and said excitedly: "You two are finally back, we are starving to death."
Xu Hongdou smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, it was too dark and I walked too slowly."
Nana held Xu Hongdou's hand and explained helplessly: "Grandma and the others left too early. If Hongdou hadn't helped me, I don't know what time I would be back today."
"It's time to eat, it's time to eat." Damai said, she was too hungry to even care about the food.
After hearing Damai's words, several people turned their attention to the long table in the restaurant. Seeing that Zhang Wentao had prepared everything quietly, they hurried over to express their thanks.
"Well, it smells so good, thank you." Xu Hongdou, who was walking at the front, showed a sweet smile to Zhang Wentao.
Nana from behind immediately came over, looked at Zhang Wentao expectantly and said: "Chef, I heard that you made Provence mixed vegetables, can you let me have a look first? Can you teach me?"
"Sit down and eat first. It won't taste good if it gets cold."
Zhang Wentao replied quietly and walked to his seat.
"Brother Wen Tao, let me sit next to you." The third person who walked in was Pigeon. She was jumping up and down and looked very happy. She didn't regard herself as an outsider in the small courtyard at all.
Damai and Ma Ye also followed closely behind.
"Wen Tao and everyone, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry for keeping you waiting for so long." Nana took Xu Hongdou to the dining table, looking at the sumptuous dishes on the table, thinking of how many people had been patiently waiting for her and Hongdou.
, apologize immediately.
"Okay, sit down quickly. Wen Tao is right, it won't taste good when it's cold." Mr. Ma was not polite at all. When he was sipping tea just now, he kept thinking about the deliciousness of the bowl of onion soup and saw it in his heart.
The food has been placed on the table, which moved Fan Xin.
"Hey, Mr. Ma is different today." As soon as Nana said this, people who were familiar with Mr. Ma immediately started laughing.
This made Mr. Ma feel a little embarrassed, and he said awkwardly: "The food and the beautiful scenery cannot be ignored! Sit down quickly."
Seeing that Mr. Ma had been busy making arrangements, everyone stopped being reserved and sat casually at the dining table.
After taking off the lid on the delicious food, everyone exclaimed again. After reading it, Nana had only one idea: she wanted to learn from Zhang Wentao.
Xu Hongdou, on the other hand, was rummaging around for something on his body and rummaged through the pockets of his pants before he remembered that his phone was still being repaired.
So I quickly took out the camera in my bag and recorded the food on the table.
"Is there something missing?"
Pigeon looked at the table, then at the crowd, and spoke directly to Zhang Wentao.
"We've run out of red wine. We only have brandy. If you want to drink it, go to the refrigerator and get it yourself. I don't want to drink it." Zhang Wentao didn't know what Pigeon was looking for, so he pointed to the refrigerator and said.
"Ah, I forgot to buy beer." Xu Hongdou also exclaimed. She was still thinking about this on the way there, but she forgot about it on the way back after helping Nana pack up.
There was no such thing as wine, so Nana couldn't help but have a drink every night. She smiled mysteriously and said to everyone: "How about we drink a rose bar? I have it in my room."
"Besides, there's also beer. I'll call Hu Youyu and ask him to bring some back."
"Okay, okay."
Several girls said in unison.
After Nana came down with the wine from upstairs, everyone poured a glass.
The first drink of the party was, of course, a toast to Zhang Wentao. After taking a sip, Zhang Wentao saw that they wanted to drink a second drink, so he put down his glass and urged: "Okay, let's eat quickly."
"Hey, I noticed that you are such a disappointment." Xu Hongdou, who was sitting on Zhang Wentao's left hand side, said with a smile while holding a wine glass.
Pigeon Yile: "Haha, you don't know, Brother Wen Tao is like this when he travels. It's either okay, okay, let's go, let's go, or okay, okay, eat, eat, eat."
Zhang Wentao: "..."
Hearing the truth of Pigeon's complaints, coupled with the silent Zhang Wentao, took a bite of Xu Hongdou with rich cheese on top of onion soup, and his face couldn't help but light up with pleasure.
This person's emotional intelligence is indeed very low.
"Wen Tao, you do a really good job with the red wine braised chicken."
"Well, there's also this Provence vegetable stew. I didn't expect it to taste like this in the movie."
Damai just focused on eating, and while eating, she was a little shy and nodded in agreement with Ma Ye and Nana's views.
This made Xu Hongdou, who had not tasted it yet, very excited. After all, everyone who had tasted it had a look of enjoyment on their faces.
I picked up a piece of chicken and put it in my mouth. The moment the chicken came into contact with my taste buds...
The soft texture and fragrant flavor fill your entire mouth.
This chicken nugget with thick sauce tastes really great.
She didn't expect that just a small piece of chicken could bring such satisfying enjoyment to people. No wonder everyone present praised it so much.
She knew that at this moment, a satisfied smile appeared on her face, and she couldn't help but give Zhang Wentao a thumbs up:
"Well, it's delicious. It's really delicious."
Zhang Wentao responded to the compliment with a smile, lowered his head and ate the food in the bowl in front of him. However, the scene in his mind came to mind when he was called to the dining table by a customer and thanked in person.
It seems like that was a scene a long time ago.
It seems that I still miss my previous job quite a bit.
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There is the corridor between Feng Xiaoyuan and Xie Zhiyao's house.
Xie Zhiyao, who came back from Xia Xia's master Xie Heshun's house, drank a little and walked a little wobbly.
Xia Xia received an invitation from a friend and wanted to develop in SH. Xie Heshun and Xie Zhiyao, Xie Xiaochun, Xie Xiaoxia's uncle, a continent-level inheritor of traditional crafts, have always attached great importance to cultivating Xia Xia.
Now that the only remaining apprentice has left, he is naturally in a bad mood.
In order for Xia Xia to go to SH smoothly, and in order to enlighten his uncle, Xie Zhiyao naturally wanted to go there and act as a middleman to bring the two families together, so as not to have a knot in his heart over this matter.
While we were there and chatting, it was inevitable that we would drink a little too much.
When he was about to go home, he heard laughter coming from the small courtyard, frowned and looked at his watch, and then looked inside strangely.
At this point, everyone would have rested long ago on weekdays.
Why is it so lively today?
Are they having some sort of party? Why don't you go in and take a look?
"Oh, you guys are really having a party!"
Xie Zhiyao walked in with his thoughts in mind and saw the pigeons there. The people living in the small courtyard, except for Hu Youyu, were all gathered together in the restaurant, eating, drinking and laughing, and followed him with smiles.
Everyone said hello.
"Mr. Xie, come on, come on, let me tell you, the food cooked by Brother Wen Tao is delicious."