Chapter 372: Tipping

The car drove for more than an hour in the night, and finally stopped in front of the main entrance of Chang Zhaowen's villa in Lihu.

"I think I'm really just a driver," Jiang Baishan muttered, protesting in his mouth, but in fact, he was tired of playing the role of a driver, he got out of the car first, walked to the co-pilot, and helped Chang Zhaowen open the car door, "Please-"

Chang Zhaowen carried his bag and leaned out half of his body: "Also, it's really too aggrieved to let a young master take me around all day long, your second uncle asked you to do this, right?"

Jiang Baishan smiled heartily, and did not deny it: "We want to please you, I'm afraid that you will hook up with the Chang Group again, just one strong wine is enough for the second uncle to have a headache, let's talk about good things, don't change your hexagram!"

"I've already had the first batch of wine delivered to the warehouse on the second floor of the Text Restaurant, and you can pick it up at any time. Chang Zhaowen looked at Jiang Baishan's eyes, "You listen to your second uncle for everything, if one day, you find that there are a lot of doubts about something your second uncle asked you to do, then will you still do it?"

"Do it!" Jiang Baishan didn't hesitate for even a second, "Who called him my uncle!"

"Lucky guy. Chang Zhaowen said thoughtfully, got out of the car, and walked straight to the villa.

"Eh, you won't ask me to come in and sit today, do you really think of me as a driver?" Jiang Baishan hurriedly closed the open car door and protested loudly at Chang Zhaowen's distant back. "As soon as you arrived at the destination, you patted your ass and left, without even a word of thanks, now I really feel that I was pitted by my second uncle, I have done so much, I am not as good as a driver!"

Before the words fell, Jiang Baishan suddenly found that Chang Zhaowen, who had already walked to the gate of the villa, turned around and walked back, could it be that his complaints were too much and made Boss Wen unhappy?

He hurriedly waved his hand: "Boss Wen, I just said nonsense, don't take it to heart! I'm just joking." "I got up early in the morning and drove back and forth for more than three hours, just to brush a wave of goodwill, if it was because of his unintentional words, the goodwill was not brushed, but offended others, then he would not be a big loss.

Chang Zhaowen walked up to Jiang Baishan expressionlessly, suddenly opened the bag in his hand, took out a glass sealed box and stuffed it into Jiang Baishan's hand.

"What?" Jiang Baishan was dumbfounded, which one is this singing?

"Tips for you. ”

"Haha, it seems that there are still crying children, no, it's the driver who can cry and has something to eat!" Seeing that it was a food box, Jiang Baishan's spirit came up all of a sudden, and he opened the lid happily, but his face collapsed suddenly, "Where is this tip for the driver, it's obviously the leftovers called Hanako! How is it only one? By the way, what is this? Is it jelly? What are the strips inside?"

Chang Zhaowen's answer was also very simple: "That's right, it's what Xu Qianyu eats leftovers, you don't want to forget it......"

"Yes, why not!" Jiang Baishan hurriedly protected the open food box on his chest, for fear of being taken back by Chang Zhaowen. "What is this, and how do you eat it?"

"This is bamboo shoot jelly, you can eat it directly, or you can also eat it with these ingredients. Chang Zhaowen took out another small lunch box from his bag, and his voice was a little hoarse, "Here are garlic paste, Yongchun vinegar, crushed peanuts, coriander and shredded white radish......

As a child of a family who has received a strict etiquette education since childhood, Jiang Baishan has always believed that dining is an extremely elegant and ceremonial behavior, and delicious food must have a beautiful environment and be matched with pleasing tableware.

Looking at the lonely semicircle in the lunch box in his hand, Jiang Baishan fell into a tangle, did he drive a 20-minute car back home, sit at his antique French dining table, with beautiful bone china tableware, and pour a glass of sparkling champagne, and enjoy it calmly? Or like a starving ghost, standing on the side of the road, eager to devour it?

During the battle between heaven and man, his hand holding the food box accidentally shook a little, and under the slight vibration, the transparent gel swayed slightly, although the amplitude was small, but wave after wave, without any signs of stopping, a palpitating light wave swirled in front of his eyes.

Jiang Baishan let out a cry of surrender, pouring the accessories contained in the small food box on the beautiful bamboo shoot jelly, the rich sauce slid off the smooth and crystalline colloidal surface, the white shredded radish, the slightly pungent garlic paste and Yongchun vinegar, the fragrant fried crispy peanut crush, and the fresh green coriander leaves rushed to bounce on the elastic gel surface, a lively picture!

Jiang Baishan leaned on the car, without chopsticks, forks, these cutlery is not tight, he tilted his head up, his mouth was wide open, and the food box was tilted towards his mouth, accompanied by the sound of "snoring", the bamboo shoot jelly and all kinds of sauces and soup ingredients in the food box slid into his mouth.

This kind of eating appearance will definitely make everyone who knows Jiang Baishan scare their jaws.

But what can other people's perception of themselves be in the face of real taste enjoyment?

"Ahh

Jiang Baishan danced excitedly, and no one knew what was coming out of his mouth. What an incredible thing!

The plump and juicy bamboo shoot jelly is full of elasticity, storing the essence of the ocean in the gel completely, the teeth bite open the smooth gel, and the delicious juice inside explodes instantly, and the smooth and crisp star insects are like ribbons flying wantonly in the hands of fairies, gently intertwined with his lips and teeth, as if introducing him into the magnificent ocean palace.

That feeling of comfort made Jiang Baishan sink in an instant.

For this bite of food, let alone being a driver, he is willing to do anything!

Behind a window in the villa, a pair of gray eyes were staring at Jiang Baishan, even through the thick glass, you could feel that greedy and envious eyes.

Putting down the things, Chang Zhao walked directly into the villa without looking back, and according to his father's personal recipe left by his mother, he didn't use it.

"You're back, what did you give to someone just now?, is it delicious?" Empty sat barefoot on the windowsill with a look of anticipation.

Chang Zhaowen shook his head: "You said that the bamboo shoots are jelly? No, the last one has already been dropped." ”

"What?" the empty face collapsed instantly, and the stomach still screamed very appropriately, "I haven't eaten anything properly since I came back from the Dark Sky Market, why don't you keep it for me at all?"

Chang Zhaowen walked to the windowsill, waved his hand, and the yellow paper scroll in his hand drew a parabola, and he stretched out his hand to pick it up, this is an ancient recipe......

"This is ......" Kongkong slowly unfolded the recipe, and after a long time, he looked up at Chang Zhaowen and showed a helpless smile, "I don't understand, I can't read." ”

Chang Zhaowen twitched, but quickly regained his composure: "I'm going to make you a special dish." ”