Majia Restaurant, a small restaurant in the city that is so ordinary that it can no longer be ordinary. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Ye Ling and the three of them sat in the only private room of this restaurant, looking at the simple environment around them.

"What does this guy mean by making an appointment here, to test our sincerity?"

"Or does he like something else? ”

Ye Ling scratched his head, after all, the person who came was the prince's protégé, and he came to talk about things, but he made an appointment with such an ordinary and even a little shivering place, so Ye Ling was a little confused.

"Who knows, whatever, as long as I can see the prince, I heard that in the hand of the prince, there is a superb colorful emperor jade pendant, if you can buy it back, it is definitely the treasure of my town store." ”

Wang Ningmei lowered her mouth, swept Ye Ling with her eyes, but Ao Hongchen on the side howled: "Is there any humanity, my old guy is sitting here!"

"Show affection, die fast, you two haven't heard of it, damn it, Xiao Hei, come on, come out and kiss Dao Ye and me!"

Ao Hongchen reached into his arms as he spoke, Xiao Hei raised his head directly, stretched out, and Long Xin swallowed: "Roll the calf, this seat hates an old guy like you the most, with rough skin and thick meat, if you dare to mess around, I will eat you." ”

"Hey, it's unreasonable, it's just a dragon, you still want to turn the sky upside down!"

Ao Hongchen was like a living treasure, provoking Ye Ling to laugh, Wang Ningmei was also embarrassed, once upon a time, she would never have dreamed that there was a dragon in the backyard of the family.

Either way, life, all kinds of tastes, what you can't think of, what you think of, will appear in life.

Life is inherently colorful and show-off, and it is impossible to have a smooth life, and it is impossible to be worried all the time.

No, who is Ji Tailai talking to, isn't it to those friends who once doubted their lives, so if you can't keep it all tomorrow, you will have more dragons in your house.

Just when Ao Hongchen and Xiao Hei were arguing, suddenly the door opened, and a young man in his thirties probed: "This is the room booked by Miss Wang Ningmei, right?"

"Yes, yes, are you Mr. Jin's family?" Wang Ningmei quickly stood up.

Mr. Jin, that is, the mysterious prince, the former imperial surname Aixin Jueluo became Jin after the reform.

After listening to this, the man nodded, then entered the room, looked at Wang Ningmei and Ye Lingao Hongchen, and did not show any recognition, so he directly pulled a chair and sat down.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting. ”

"Don't look ordinary in this small shop, but the dishes are very good, my Jin Ye's favorite food is the roast chicken here. ”

"The outside is crispy and the inside is tender, and the fragrance is long, the meat is not like skin wood, the chewing is tasteless, but the chewing taste is soaked, this taste is a hundred years of old taste. ”

"So my family's Jin Ye is the favorite, and you can taste it later, I guarantee that you can like it." ”

As he spoke, the man poked his head out and shouted at the boss: "Boss, do as usual." ”

After shouting, the man sat on the chair and smiled slightly: "What about Jin Ye's doorman, Luo Shuai, today I was also ordered by Jin Ye to ask the three of you." ”

"The three of them came this time, what do they want to do, find Jin Ye to take care of some affairs in the rivers and lakes, or have the heart to see his treasures. ”

This man named Luo Shuai is very imposing, and his smile makes people feel a little depressed, as if the kind guy sitting in front of him is a high-minded master.

Wang Ningmei was just about to speak, but Ye Ling on the side patted her palm below, and then smiled slightly.

"Listening to what my friend said, it seems that Jin Ye's treasures are really a lot. ”

Luo Shuai smiled slightly: "How can you say a lot? That's quite a lot, I'll tell you this, the things in the Imperial Capital Museum are not as much as half of my family's Jin Ye's collection." ”

"Whether it is a foreign thing offered by foreign devils hundreds of years ago, or a boastful Kowloon Cup, my Jin Ye has everything. ”

"So, many people also admire my family's Jin Ye's treasure and want to feast their eyes, of course, there are also many guys who have hidden thieves, and they have all been accepted by my Jin Ye and become the general manager!"

Steward, when he said this, Luo Shuai's eyes suddenly lit up, and then the light disappeared again, which made people feel shocked.

"So, Jin Ye's treasures are really a lot, think about it, hundreds of years of dynasties, there are no treasures that shock the world?"

"Let's put it this way, we are here this time just to make friends with Jin Ye, if we can choose a few treasures from my wife's store, it will be worth the trip. ”

"If you can't, it doesn't matter, I'm going to pay homage to Jin Ye's majesty, isn't it too much?"

After Luo Shuai heard this, he leaned back slightly, and then smiled: "I have heard this many times, but the meaning of this is very different." ”

"That's it, my Jin Ye's house is not easy to enter, and if you go in or not, it depends on your creation. ”

After speaking, the door suddenly opened, and the boss brought a plate of torn roast chicken, which was connected by flesh and bone, but had a meaty luster that made people slander.

Then the boss handed Luo Shuai a bag, which contained a full ten, Luo Shuai took it and smiled: "These things should be your filial piety to Jin Ye, yes, I'll go first, we'll see you at noon tomorrow." ”

After speaking, Luo Shuai turned around and left, leaving behind Ye Ling, who was still smiling, and Wang Ningmei and Ao Hongchen, who were stunned.

What does this mean, just go, isn't it to talk about things, why is this the end?

You said that you can go, and you will take away ten roast chickens, I will wipe it, you lose the face of your Jin Ye, you are also the descendant of Aixin Jueluo.

"I'll see it tomorrow, it's going to be interesting, and I really want to see what the difference is with that prince. ”

As Ye Ling spoke, he picked up a chicken leg and bit it hard, the chicken was chewed by Ye Ling with relish, Ye Ling smiled slightly, thinking about Luo Shuai.

Tsk, what an interesting guy, thinking of this, Ye Ling looked down, hey, I'll wipe it, where is the chicken on the plate?

Ao Hongchen has a chicken leg in one hand and a chicken wing in the other, like a hungry ghost who has been hungry for three lifetimes.

"Eat, eat, go to Jin Ye tomorrow, and by the way, use his subordinates to castrate you, so that you can also experience an alternative red dust tribulation. ”

Ye Ling took another bite of the chicken leg, and the more he ate, the more flavorful it became, and then he yelled: "Boss!

At noon the next day, Ye Ling and Ao Hongchen Wang Ningmei took a car to a quiet road on the outskirts of the city and galloped away into the distance.

In the distance, a palace-like building, towering, reflects its splendor in the scorching sun.