At 6:15 p.m., Lin Dingqiang and Xin Qing took advantage of the gap between waiting for Zhao Lei and Zhang Xiaohui to come to Jingshanqian Street.

Across the water, is the solemn Forbidden City.

Since he avoided the trouble of queuing up to call the number, Lin Dingqiang also had time to enjoy the rare beauty of the sunset.

The cool breeze from the moat gently blew the smooth mirror-like surface of the river, and the noisy heart of the city and the noise beyond the ears were quiet at this moment.

The golden afterglow on the vermilion turrets and the pale green water seems to outline the faint golden edge of this magnificent palace.

Xin Qing deliberately changed into an improved version of the blue and white cheongsam, Yingying's waist was comparable to a wicker moving in the wind, and her hair was pulled up to set off her pure face.

She looked at the corner tower across the river, and as the number one fan of Qing court dramas, she asked expectantly: "Do you think the woman who lived in it had love?"

Lin Dingqiang half-leaned on the guardrail, looked at Xin Qing's side face, and said lightly: "Yes, but very few." ”

"I don't think so. Young Xin Qing has her own views on love, and she is deeply influenced by Qing court dramas, she refuted Lin Dingqiang's opinion, "They were sent to the palace since they were children, and they spent their lives waiting for a man who didn't know if it would come, can this be considered love?"

Lin Dingqiang smiled: "Then what do you think love should look like?"

Xin Qing, who has lived abroad for many years, naturally has different values and views on love, and in her opinion, love should be a vigorous and never regrettable experience.

Xin Qing held her chin, looked at the sparkling waves on the river, and said seriously: "Shakespeare's love is the spark of life, the sublimation of friendship, and the coincidence of hearts. My imaginary love should be passionate, intimate and committed, all three are indispensable. ”

As soon as the words fell, Xin Qing saw that Lin Dingqiang was silent, and asked with a smile, "What do you think?"

At this time, Lin Dingqiang's mobile phone rang, and it was Zhang Xiaohui calling.

"Boss, I picked up Zhao Lei, and I've arrived at Shenwu Gate! Where are you?!"

After Zhang Xiaohui knew that he was going to come to the Forbidden City Corner Tower Restaurant for dinner, he begged Lin Dingqiang again and again to bring his girlfriend with him.

Lin Dingqiang thought about the matter of multiple people having more pairs of chopsticks, gave Zhang Xiaohui enough face, and agreed to his request.

And Zhao Lei paid more attention to it, and after work, she had to go home to change into the most formal clothes, otherwise she would feel sorry to go to the palace for a meal.

"Here, it's on the street in front of Jingshan!" Lin Dingqiang hurriedly replied: "I'll send you the reservation code, you guys go first!"

After hanging up the phone, Lin Dingqiang said to Xin Qing: "Let's go, everyone is here!"

Xin Qing saw that Lin Dingqiang didn't answer his question, his steps were a few inches smaller, and he asked as he walked, "You haven't replied to me yet!"

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By the time Lin Dingqiang and Xin Qing arrived at the Corner Tower Restaurant on the east side of the Shenwu Gate, there was already a long queue here.

The Corner Tower Restaurant is actually not in the Forbidden City, it was originally a walled room for guards to watch at night, and it is only separated by a wall from the Forbidden City.

The longhouses with red walls and gray tiles remain the same as they were back then, and the long stone-paved roads tell the story of the swords and swords of the past.

However, the Chinese and English plaques hanging on the door of the restaurant are a bit of a drama.

Zhao Lei, who was wearing a half-sleeved lace dress, waited at the door, and waved happily as soon as she saw the two, "Mr. Xin! Boss!

Lin Dingqiang walked up with Xin Qing, "Why don't you go in?"

"Waiting for you!" Zhao Lei had a smile on her face, but she was still beating a drum in her heart, "Boss! The menu here is all in the shape of a holy decree! Isn't it cheap?"

Lin Dingqiang patted his trouser pocket and said jokingly: "How expensive can it be? Now they are all well-off and open to eat!"

After speaking, the three of them entered the corner tower restaurant.

As soon as you enter the door, the decorative style based on Qianlong's "Purple Light Pavilion Banquet Map" comes into view.

Cultural elements such as portraits of Qing Dynasty emperors and empresses are painted on the white walls, and the interior design exudes a strong palace atmosphere, with goose-yellow wooden tables and emerald green sofa chairs neatly arranged, and each set highlights the high-end style under the dim yellow lighting.

It really feels like eating under the roots of the imperial city.

Lin Dingqiang and the three sat down, and Zhang Xiaohui introduced with a smile: "Mr. Xin, boss, this is my girlfriend Song Qianqian." ”

"Mr. Xin is good, Team Leader Lin is good. Song Qianqian greeted politely.

Lin Dingqiang nodded slightly, and then looked at the holy decree that Zhao Lei said, "Order food!

The waiter came up and politely asked, "Sir, would you like to try our marigold pot here?" ”

Zhang Xiaohui thought it was a marketing ploy, and said with a smile: "Then our luck is really good!"

"It is said that this chrysanthemum pot turned out to be Lafayette's favorite, right?" Lin Dingqiang slowly opened the Holy Decree menu, glanced at the dishes, and said, "Is it the tribute chrysanthemum that was airlifted from Z County?"

"Yes, sir. The waiter replied.

"Okay, in addition, there are two servings of Horqin beef and Sunit mutton. Lin Dingqiang handed the menu to Xin Qing, "What else do you want to order?"

Xin Qing couldn't wait to open the menu, and muttered: "You know how to eat meat! Eat seafood without gaining weight!"

After finishing ordering, Zhang Xiaohui asked, "Boss, what kind of chrysanthemum pot do you really eat?"

Lin Dingqiang said slowly: "If you don't eat it, you really can't eat it." ”

"Why?" Zhao Lei asked puzzled.

"You look at the people lining up outside the window and think about the price. Lin Dingqiang said calmly: "A base soup is only 128 yuan, and a piece of meat is about 100 yuan." In addition, it is at the foot of the imperial city, and there must be many people coming. But the hot pot takes a long time to eat, and you can't finish it for a while and a half. Therefore, there must be people who can't eat it. This is the way it is in today's society, in order to reduce negative voices and maintain the image of the restaurant, this hot pot should not be bought again. ”

"Is what the waiter said true?"

"Is it still boiled?" Lin Dingqiang replied with a smile: "Look at the eyes of those people, if we hadn't made an appointment in advance, I'm afraid we would have been like them, looking outside!"

About five minutes later, the marigold pot ordered by Lin Ding Qiang was served.

It is a little different from Zhou Ye's mutton shabu, although it is a copper pot, but it is an electric stove here, not a charcoal fire.

The secret broth is accompanied by Songhua River black fish slices, Changbai Mountain fresh chicken slices and marigold flowers, and what can only be eaten in the palace is finally in the mouths of ordinary people.

The bright yellow chrysanthemums gradually bloom in the broth, and a special fragrance comes to the nose.

"This is also wonderful, isn't it!" Xin Qing was full of love for everything in front of her, she turned her head and asked Lin Dingqiang, "Is this the way the dishes in the imperial dining room are?"

Lin Ding Qiang was full of expectations for the corner tower restaurant, but after sandwiching a piece of mutton and looking at it, he said with some regret: "I don't know what the dishes in the imperial dining room are like." However, I think the knife work of the mutton here is not as good as Donglaishun, and it is not even as good as Zhou's family. ”

Xin Qing glanced at Lin Dingqiang, "Come here to eat, just to eat an atmosphere! Eat a feeling! What kind of knife work do you see!"

In Lin Dingqiang's opinion, although the system helped him not to queue up, he still had to pay for this meal by himself, and the dishes served were still a few points short of expectations, and he sighed, "After all, I paid by mistake!"

Unexpectedly, Xin Qing immediately took over, "That year, the apricot blossoms were drizzling, you said that you were the king of Guojun......"

Zhao Lei frowned and said, "Isn't this the place where Wei Yingluo and Fu Heng fell in love?

Zhang Xiaohui thought it was not bad, and ate it with relish, "Whatever!

Unexpectedly, Song Qianqian rewarded a chopstick head-on, "You are really unemotional! You know how to eat! Think of King Guojun! Look at Fu Heng! Look at yourself! Can you still eat?"

Lin Dingqiang and Zhang Xiaohui glanced at each other and sighed: "It turns out that girls like palace fighting dramas!"

PS: I just went home, and it's really hard to code words on my mobile phone~~ There will be a chapter later, but it may be later.