After Zhou Yi and his entourage came downstairs to the hotel, they were immediately invited by Shen Zhenjie's assistant to get on the Phantom Extension that they had ridden last night, and it didn't take long for Zhou Yi and his entourage, who enjoyed the bustling street scene of Kuala Lumpur outside the window, to be sent to the door of a luxury restaurant with a very Chinese ancient style.

Judging from the antique but magnificent decoration of the restaurant, and the fact that none of the various luxury cars parked at the door are less than 1 million soft girl coins, Zhou Yi knows that this restaurant is definitely not simple.

Speaking of Malay special food, there are mainly three kinds of traditional food of Malay, Chinese and Tianzhu people, the more famous ones are chicken rice, bak kut tea, Lazar of Malays, mille-feuille cake, flying cake of Tianzhu people, lacha and so on, but when it comes to high grade, the first choice is authentic and authentic Chinese stir-fried food.

Like this luxury restaurant with a unique Chinese classical style in front of him, Zhou Yi thinks that maybe it is the most upscale restaurant in Kuala Lumpur.

When Zhou Yi and the others were invited by Shen Zhenjie into a large private room called 'Nourishing Heart Palace' and sat down, the waiter who had prepared for a long time immediately brought several main dishes to the large round table one after another. With a simple politeness, everyone also started moving.

"Are you satisfied with these Chinese dishes?"

"Well, yes, yes!" Before Zhou Daguan could say a polite word, Mei Erya, who had been hungry for a few days, stuffed a piece of pork ribs into her mouth and continued: "Although it is a little worse than the official himself, it is much better than the coconut boiled in the small black house!" ”

"Little dark house?"