When Zhang Qingjiu, who was wearing coarse white clothes, and Murong Chunlai, who was wearing black servant clothes, were like two impoverished black and white Wuchangs who had been driven out by the King of Hell, they walked to the door of the Star-Zhailing Tower...
Not surprisingly, the two of them were stopped in their tracks.
"Sir, do you have a reservation for a seat?" The villain stepped forward and looked at the two people in front of him, with a decent smile on his face.
Zhang Qingjiu glanced at the waiter and couldn't help but nodded appreciatively.
It is indeed the most beautiful restaurant in Beijing, and the waiters in this store are also exceptionally well trained!
How artistic is this question? How sincere is this smile...
Seeing Zhang Qingjiu nodding his head calmly, the waiter couldn't help but be slightly startled, and the smile on his face could not help but stiffen a bit. Could it be that he had made a mistake? Aren't these two people poor? And which playful young man was pretending to be someone else?
?
After another look, the waiter immediately felt a chill in his heart.
Although the man in the front is wearing coarse clothes, he is calm and composed, and his figure is thin but still impressive, while the man in the back has an indescribable and intimidating feeling at a glance.
Isn't it just what I guessed in my heart?
Immediately, the waiter stopped asking where the private room they had reserved was. He patted his handkerchief and said, "Sir, please come in."
Zhang Qingjiu was stunned for a moment, "Can we come in?"
She thought she was going to turn around and go back.
The waiter twitched his lips and thought to himself that this young master is trying to cause trouble for him? However, it is true that some young masters are bored and like to think of themselves as ordinary people, but this kind of people are the most untouchable.
When he thought of this, the waiter immediately bent down even lower and said, "Zhaixinglou welcomes guests from all over the world."
"Oh." Zhang Qingjiu nodded, raised his foot and said, "It's a good store."
Murong Chunlai followed behind, touched his nose, and showed a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Sir, may I have a private seat?" After entering, someone was naturally there to greet me.
The well-trained Star Reaching Tower has already made a convention that if you can step into this place, the more ordinary it is, the more careful it must be taken care of.
Zhang Qingjiu shook his head.
The visitor's eyes lit up and his smile became even brighter, "My guest, please come with me. I will lead you two to the Baihua Pavilion upstairs."
"Baihua Pavilion?" Zhang Qingjiu raised his eyebrows.
"Yes." The waiter introduced with a smile as he led the person upstairs, "There is a saying in the world that there are flowers in spring, moon in autumn, cool breeze in summer, and snow in winter. Our Zhai Xing Building has four elegant rooms, Baihua Pavilion, Cool Breeze Pavilion,
Pavilion, Mingyue Pavilion, Jixue Hall.”
"It's a good name." Zhang Qingjiu nodded.
"That's natural." The waiter smiled proudly, walked to a place and stood still and said, "These four private rooms not only correspond to the four sentences, but each private room has its own unique world. Guests, please come with me."
With that said, he opened the door in front of him.
On the left side of the door, there is a small golden nanmu plaque with the words "Baihua Pavilion" engraved on it.
Murong Chunlai's finger tapped lightly on the wooden sign, and the smile in his eyes became even bigger.
Walking inside, it is indeed very elegant.
Although it is not yet lunch time, there are already more than a hundred people scattered on the first floor of the Star Building. There is only one room on the first floor, and there is no noise at all. The incense inside is lingering, and it feels like a leisurely atmosphere.
territory.
The waiter walked all the way to the window, pushed it with both hands, as if offering a treasure, and said, "Sir, please take a look."
Wherever you look, you can see a cluster of colorful flowers, with butterflies flying in the breeze, carrying the unique smell of water in spring, mixed with the faint fragrance of birds and flowers.
Zhang Qingjiu's eyes lit up, "It's really a unique world."
"That's natural." The waiter raised his lips and said, "Sir, please take a seat. I'll let someone serve you two tea and snacks."
Zhang Qingjiu chose a place with a good view and bright light and sat down. He looked around and found that he felt relaxed and happy no matter what. Even the little depression he had encountered at Chu Lan disappeared in an instant.
Until the waiter brought tea and snacks in.
Seeing Zhang Qingjiu, who was looking out the window with a sip of tea and snacks in hand, and the corners of his mouth raised with joy, Murong Chunlai smiled and said, "Mr. Xiao Zhang..."
"Don't call me Mr. Xiao Zhang outside."
"Miss……"
"Do you think I look like a young lady in this outfit?"
Murong Chunlai sneered, "What did I call you?"
"Zhang Xiaoxian." Zhang Qingjiu raised the corners of his lips and raised his chin.
Soon after he said it, he swallowed another piece of the snack in his hand.
In order to still catch a ride with someone today, Zhang Qingjiu went to the morning court on an empty stomach.
The corners of his mouth twitched, and a faint smile flashed in Murong Chunlai's eyes, "Okay, Zhang Xiaoxian."
"Zhang Xiaoxian, do you know how much money we will spend today?"
"How much?" Zhang Qingjiu raised an eyebrow. She had never had any idea about the cost of food and clothing.
In her previous life, she ate less and used less. It was enough to order something from her upstart master who said she was going to see Taishang Laojun.
When I come here in this life, I will be the eldest lady of the prime minister's house. Although my father doesn't care, I can't spend much money outside.
"The kick through the door, twenty taels."
"Oh." She understands the minimum consumption.
"This pot of tea and this plate of snacks are fifty taels."
"Hmm." It tastes really good.
Seeing the calm expression on the face of the man in front of him, Murong Chunlai finally couldn't hide the smile on his lips, "Did you know that these are the food and clothing expenses for a family of ten for three years?"
"Uh...huh??!!" Zhang Qingjiu was stunned, his eyes widened, and he almost choked, "It's so expensive? Why didn't he grab it?!"
"Yeah, why didn't he grab it?" Murong Chunlai curled his lips, took a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth, "The question is, did Zhang Xiaoxian have any silver on him today?"
It's really good. Even someone like him who doesn't like sweets finds it delicious.
"What?" Zhang Qingjiu frowned as he patted the hand that was about to reach into the plate, "Didn't you bring it?"
"Me?" Murong Chunlai poured a cup of tea to moisten his throat, "How much money can I have as a janitor? I only have a few cents in total, and you are not wearing this."
After saying that, Murong Chunlai raised his eyebrows at her.
Zhang Qingjiu's face turned dark instantly, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
If I had told her earlier, she wouldn't have gotten in!
"How did I know that you had no money? I'm not Zhang Xiaoxian, so how could I predict things like a god?" Murong Chunlai smiled like a sneaky fox.
Zhang Qingjiu glared at Murong Chunlai fiercely. She was certain and certain that this stinky fox definitely did it on purpose!
"Then what should we do now? How about you go back and get it?" Zhang Qingjiu glanced at him.
"I'm thinking about it, but I'm afraid they won't let me." Murong Chunlai leaned back in his chair and spread his hands, "And this round and round will take more than half an hour at least. How about Mr. Zhang eating the King's meal?
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Thinking of the dishes he had just ordered that had not yet been served, Zhang Qingjiu felt annoyed. Bringing a fox out was simply asking for trouble!