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Chapter 402: The Ordinary Boiled Lamb Brought to Eat by Ye Wangchuan

Qiao Nian didn't know that the people he met casually on the Qingdao University campus knew Fu Ge.

She had already taken a car to a small restaurant that someone suggested had authentic mutton-shabu-shabu.

"Miss Qiao, we're here."

The car entered an antique alley and parked outside. They walked in. It was a Saturday. Ye Wangchuan seemed to have brought her to a tourist attraction. The narrow alley was full of bustling tourists. Shannanhai

There are accents from the north, and there are many small shops of ten square meters on both sides of the road, selling porcelain, antiques and ten-dollar beaded necklaces.

She originally thought it would take a long time to walk to the place he mentioned eating, but who knew that after going around and around, they had already stopped in front of a courtyard.

You can still hear the chatter of bustling tourists on the front street. A block away, the place is actually winding and quiet, quiet and relaxing.

There is also a large osmanthus tree planted in front of the door.

The fragrance of osmanthus blooms in October, and the faint scent of osmanthus can be smelled all along the path.

Gu San seemed to be very familiar with this place, and said with a smile: "Miss Qiao, this is it. This mutton-shabu restaurant is particularly delicious. It can be said to be the most authentic mutton-shabu restaurant in Beijing. You need to book a location half a year in advance. Most people still eat it.

Less than."

Qiao Nian raised her eyes, looked at the eaves of the green bricks and tiles in front of her, and said leisurely: "Well, I can see it."

Yuan Yongqin bought her a house in a courtyard house in Beijing.

9 digits.

The location is not as good as this one, nor is it as big as this one.

Opening a shop in a place like this to sell hotpot mutton is basically a private dish.

As long as the word "private house" is attached to it, it is not a place where you can easily eat it wherever you put it.

The price is as authentic as the taste!

Ordinary people may not even hear the names of these places, and they will not appear on some review apps. After all, ordinary people cannot afford them, let alone the taste of reviews.

"Let's go." Ye Wangchuan was familiar with the roads here and led Qiao Nian in.

Qiao Nian didn't care, she could afford to eat by herself, but she couldn't get a reservation, so she followed in casually.

Only Gu San watched the two of them become more casual than the other. Thinking about how excited he was just now, he touched the tip of his nose and followed in with a huff.

The courtyard is as big as Qiao Nian expected. The interior is in the style of the old Beijing city. The decoration is not exquisite. It does not have the pavilions and pavilions in the south, but more of the rough atmosphere of the northern buildings.

The boss here seems to be very familiar with Ye Wangchuan.

As soon as they entered, the boss greeted them. When he saw Ye Wangchuan, he couldn't stop smiling. He looked in her direction frequently and didn't know what he said.

Qiao Nian didn't care, and looked around lazily with her dark eyes.

Soon the boss found a space in the private room for them and brought the pot up.

Also delivered was a red dipping saucer that was different from sesame paste.

Ye Wangchuan picked up the dipping saucer with his beautiful hands and placed it thoughtfully in front of the girl who was sitting there playing with her mobile phone. He said in a low voice: "It's a bit spicy. If you can't stand it later, tell me and I'll ask the boss to change it for you."

Gu San looked at the red oil dipping plate that was brought up and couldn't turn his eyes away. He sighed in his heart, if it were other guests who came here to see this dipping plate, their eyes would definitely fall out!

No way, anyone in Beijing who likes mutton-boiled meat doesn't know that this private restaurant has strict rules. This is not allowed, and that is not allowed.

If you don't follow the boss's rules, don't eat here again.

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