Peanuts and fennel bean pickles were prepared on each table, and after drinking several cups of these condiments, a strong salty aroma came to the nostrils.

Everyone looked up and sniffed the fragrance, the saliva in their mouths secreted violently, and the feast began!

The first dish served was a golden roast suckling pig, with a thick sparkling rind and neatly sliced on a white plate.

I don't know what is brushed on the surface, and the color is like honey, and it smells really fresh.

Guo Lao took a deep breath, and the whole person was about to float, "I have lived a handful of years, and I have never eaten such a fragrant roast suckling pig!" The aroma of the barbecue also aroused the salivation of other guests, and hurriedly stretched out the chopsticks to clip a piece into the mouth, the skin of the suckling pig is crispy, and the thickness of the fat of the suckling pig is also just right, plus the roasting forced out a lot of fat, it does not feel greasy at all, but has a kind of smooth and tender that melts in the mouth. The spices on the skin exude an attractive sweetness, and the eight points of deliciousness are lifted out of ten, and a huge piece of roast pig is gone after three or two bites.

The plate of roast suckling pig on the table is not small, but it quickly bottomed out under everyone's action, and everyone felt that they had not eaten enough.

It stands to reason that an elderly person like Wang Lao is not suitable for eating so many greasy things, but they can't control their chopsticks from reaching out to the dishes on the table, and after eating, they can only secretly comfort themselves to go back and take a few more pills.

The roast suckling pig at the beginning of the table was very popular, and the next few dishes were served. Almost every table was left with an empty plate for the previous dish, and all the tables were very quiet, and no one spoke. are silently tasting this rare delicacy.

Because as soon as they waste time talking, the contents of the plate will be quickly emptied, and they can only swallow their saliva and wait for the next dish to come. If it weren't for the fact that everyone present was either rich or noble, and they didn't do anything that violated etiquette and demeanor with their identities, I'm afraid there would be a fight in Songyue Tower.

In the kitchen, because the dishes are consumed too quickly, they can only speed up the cooking speed to barely maintain the situation and not cold the table

Old man Guo was about to be stupid at this time. He has been a food critic for so many years, and no matter how delicious the food is, he will control the amount of food he eats. Enjoy it without having to endure the discomfort of being full afterwards. He is already a handful of years old, but because of his good self-discipline habits, all physical indicators are still normal.

And today, for the first time, he broke his own principles and fought with the others at the table.

"Xiao Liu! Don't be me. My old man is old. How many days are left to enjoy? Saying that, he quickly took away the last Sixi balls on the plate, although Mr. Liu was the closest to the dish, but because of Mr. Guo's seniority and seniority, he could only cry and look at his expression of enjoyment when he closed his eyes and tasted the food in his mouth.

The people at the table almost all ate the same thing, all of them buried their heads in hard work, and even raised their hands in a perfunctory manner when they clinked glasses and drank, and the table was like a locust, except for the leaves and flowers used for decoration. Almost all of them were eaten clean.

Yang Qingyan stood in the middle of the road dumbfounded, looking at this group of dignitaries and nobles who were not rich or noble, eating like pigs, and there were 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping past in his heart. He has been in Songyue Tower for nearly twenty years, when has he ever seen such a scene, he swallowed his saliva firmly, and Ye Lin showed a wet look like a puppy when he was sitting and settling accounts.

Ye Lin glanced at him sideways and didn't speak.

Yang Qingyan continued to look at her like stars in his eyes, until Ye Lin was annoyed by the look, and couldn't help but throw down the ledger and get angry at him: "Look at it, don't go to work yet!" ”

The tone was so bad that she found that these people were exceptionally edible, and the budget she had originally invested in this banquet was increased by hundreds of thousands. These people eat and drink for nothing, and they can eat like a racing pig, which is really hot when you think about it.

Yang Qingyan swallowed his saliva and said pitifully, "Is there still a roast suckling pig?" I... I'm so hungry. ”

Ye Lin carried him to the oven in the back kitchen with black lines, and cut the only remaining roast suckling pig in front of him.

――――

Yang Mulian's side was already sparsely populated, and the banquet had already ended hastily, so he asked Chu Yu to arrange the aftermath, and walked to the door of Songyue Tower in a state of confusion.

Even across the front desk, the noisy sound of the waiters shouting and serving the food inevitably reached Yang Mulian's ears, and the expression on his face was a little cloudy.

At this time, the banquet in Songyue Tower has gradually come to an end, and the seafood porridge boiled in the steamer has also been served on the table, causing the diners to let out bursts of surprise.

Some staff members came out of Songyue Building, and as soon as the door opened, the smell of food and wine hit Yang Mulian in a trance.

What happened recently was like a dream, he didn't know why no one was willing to come to the Lian Yu banquet he had carefully prepared, and his originally unattainable image suddenly became humble for some reason.

And when did the little junior sister he always looked down on grow to this point in cooking?

Yang Mulian suddenly became a little irritable, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, put it to his lips and sucked it hard.

The tempting aroma of the vegetables made his heart more and more irritable, but Yang Mulian didn't have half an appetite at this time, his mouth was astringent, and he didn't know what it tasted like.

"Brother Mu Lian, why did you come here to smoke?"

Raising his head, there was a concerned expression of concern in front of him.

"Don't be too sad, today's incident is not your fault at all, but Yang Yelin is unreasonable and uses such despicable means to ruin your reputation, she..." Chu Yu raised a smile and was about to step forward to hold Yang Mulian's hand, but before she finished speaking, she was thrown away by Yang Mulian and interrupted her words angrily.

"Shut up!"

Yang Mulian didn't know what was wrong with him, he had never been willing to say anything heavy to Chu Yu, but something seemed to be wrong today, and he was so depressed that he was about to explode.

Chu Yu was yelled at by him, and his eyes immediately turned red, and the hand that was stretched out towards him retracted, forcibly holding back the falling tears, and hid his face and returned to Lian Yumen.

Yang Mulian looked at her back in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking about writing, sour, jealous, regretful, and mixed feelings were about to drown him like the sea.

The ushers at the front desk of Songyue Building smelled the strong smell of smoke coming from outside and called Yang Mulian back from his daze.

"Sir, smoking is not allowed here, and a fine of 100 is imposed at a time." When the usher saw that it was Yang Mulian, his eyes immediately became unkind, and he deliberately embarrassed.

Yang Mulian glanced at her, took out a leather wallet from his pocket, took out a hundred-yuan bill and threw it to her, and walked quickly to the outside of the building.

The wind was a little cold at night, and the pedestrians on the side of the road looked at him strangely with distorted expressions.

“**!”

He threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped on it. (To be continued.) )