"Whatever you choose, Mr. Ye, you have the courage to challenge the world, no matter what, my brother Yan Zhao will take down the place you chose. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Brother Yan Zhao held his head high, and his tone was as hard as the bulletproof armor of a vigilant robot.

If it is said that in a different place, even if it is the international metropolis of Shanghai, Brother Yan Zhao boasted about this Haikou, Ye Qing did not doubt that this guy could do it.

But this is Yanjing, the capital of China.

The shops that can rely on first-hand private dishes to gain a firm foothold here, are all gourmet families that have been passed down from generation to generation, and their ancestors have produced imperial chefs and received holy decrees at home.

These people, whose connections are so big that they have a lot of connections, how can they smash their credibility because of a little petty profit?

Ye Qing really didn't believe that Brother Yan Zhao had this ability, but this guy looked like he was swearing again......

Anyway, we have to eat at noon. Then choose one and let Brother Yan Zhao eat a deflated guy.

"Then go to Yangfang Hutong, don't specify, you go to a private restaurant to eat, I'll count you awesome." ”

Yangfang Hutong is the location of some of the most famous private restaurants in Yanjing, but there are not many, only three.

Wan, Wang, Xie.

The three private restaurants have no personality in their names, and they all hang their surnames in front of them.

But the name is low-key, and the fame is not low-key at all. Ye Qing heard that when he walked into any of the three restaurants in Yangfang Hutong, he saw the ink treasures left by the celebrities hanging on the wall, which was definitely more than the guests in the restaurant, plus chefs and helpers.

Even if those big stars go to dinner, if they are not international superstars, they are not qualified to keep Mobao.

"OK, eat at Yangfang Hutong at noon. Brother Yan Zhao confidently assured, and then called the secretary to ask her to bring over the treasured wine.

Forty minutes later, Brother Yan Zhao drove the Mercedes-Benz to the famous Yangfang Hutong.

This is an ordinary old Yanjing alley, with blue brick paving and gray tiles hanging on the wall. On the walls, you can see many old traces peeled off by time and wind and rain.

The alley is not wide, and can only accommodate two cars in parallel. However, Brother Yan Zhao's Daben has just opened to the first one, and the Wang family's private restaurant with a small red lantern hanging at the door.

Ye Qing almost laughed.

Because at the door of this private restaurant, there are two fully armed guards standing on the left and right, and on the edge of the courtyard, there are actually two courtesy cars parked on the few poor parking spaces that are finally deducted, which are specially used to receive important foreign guests.

"Why don't we go here and give him a few million shots?"

Looking at the color of the pork liver on Brother Yan Zhao's face, Ye Qing smiled even more happily.

"Heh... Heh..."

Brother Yan Zhao blushed, and said far-fetchedly: "The taste of this house is spicy, let's change one, change one." ”

Mercedes-Benz hurriedly drove dozens of meters, turned a corner, and came to a second restaurant with a smaller façade and no lanterns or signboards.

The signboard of this private restaurant is on the wall of the courtyard - Wanjia Cuisine.

This private restaurant is even more famous, and the ancestor is the famous head chef, which has been in business for decades, and it is said that foreign presidents have entertained a lot of them.

Brother Yan Zhao probed his brain, looked around the edge of the pocket parking lot for a few times, and then breathed a deep sigh of relief, his face returned to normal, revealing a smile that was about to win.

"Mr. Ye, shall we eat here at noon?"

This time it was Ye Qing's turn to be unexpected, there were three cars parked in the parking space, although there were no heavyweight cars in a circle, but in this kind of place, it was obviously not possible to grab a seat by throwing millions, right?

There are no identity restrictions in these places, and even if there is, Ye Qing is definitely qualified. Mainly in these places, meals have to be booked in advance, and if you walk in rashly, you must have ordered several tables inside a month or two in advance.

The boss can't just drive away a table of guests for the sake of millions.

Besides, Brother Yan Zhao, it's one thing to be reluctant to get a few million.

"Then eat here?" Ye Qing was extremely curious, he wanted to see what Brother Yan Zhao was capable of.

After determining the location, Brother Yan Zhao didn't park the car in the parking lot, but reversed it a little and pasted it on the edge of the alley, asking Ye Qing to wait patiently.

Ye Qing looked at the time, it was exactly eleven o'clock.

After waiting for about ten minutes, a Maserati president emerged from the corner, then flashed its turn signal again, and turned in the direction of the pocket parking lot belonging to Wanjiacai.

Brother Yan Zhao's expression was happy, and he quickly pushed the door and got out of the car, stopped the white Maserati, and then went around to the window of someone's car and kept saying something to the people in the car.

Ye Qing was a little confused, Brother Yan Zhao chatted for five minutes, and he bent down and nodded. In the end, he ran back to his car with a happy face, took out two bottles of Moutai from the trunk that had been completely yellowed, and politely gave them to the owner of the Maserati.

When he got into the cab again, Brother Yan Zhao was proud of winning the first prize of Fucai.

"It's done~ Mr. Ye, please have a private room in you. ”

"Comrade Yan......" Ye Qing guessed a little: "You won't wait here for half a day, just wait for the guests who have booked a table in this restaurant at noon, and then spend money to buy it from them, right?"

"150,000, plus two bottles of 20-year-old Moutai. Brother Yan Zhao nodded proudly: "Haha~ I told them that one of my children is young, and he will immigrate abroad tonight." His greatest wish is to come here for a meal, and I, as a brother, will satisfy him even if I kneel at the door and beg for help. ”

"The ...... of the day" Ye Qing really wanted to take a look at Brother Yan Zhao's head.

Passing through the narrow door face and bypassing the wall inscribed by a prince, Ye Qing's eyes suddenly brightened.

It's really a lotus flower blooming in a sesame field, Ye Qing didn't expect that in the depths of the quaint and old alley, there is such a beautiful courtyard hidden.

A stream planted with lotus leaves, along the edge of the courtyard around a circle, stepping across the mini white marble bridge, obviously an open-air courtyard, Ye Qing felt a warm breeze blowing in his face.

Terrible!

Just rush to this owner, who can raise lotus leaves in winter.

"There is floor heating here, and in the green bricks under our feet, there is a fire tunnel that has been repaired in ancient times, and the greenhouse is burned up in winter, and the whole yard is warm. Of course, now they have changed the plumbing, which is more environmentally friendly. Brother Yan Zhao sighed with emotion: "Look, the ancient people were so good at enjoying it." We, the younger generation, of course, need to go to the next level. ”

"Your 150,000 yuan to buy a banquet is just a reward for Yanjing hundreds of years ago, that is, those sons and brothers. Ye Qing hit him mercilessly.

With a blow on his mouth, Ye Qing still admired the young president's small ability in his heart.

An elderly aunt led Ye Qing and Brother Yan Zhao into an antique room. After making a pot of tea, the aunt said goodbye and went to present the dishes.

Brother Yan Zhao gave Ye Qing a science popularization in advance, and Wanjia restaurants can't order food. Even if you book a month in advance, you can't order food. Whatever the host does, the guests eat.

"Anyway, I even saw the signatures of Presidents Clinton and Medvedev along the way, and even if they served a table of pickles, I would eat it. Ye Qing picked up the teacup and touched it with Brother Yan Zhao.