Compared with the man's table, Jiang Jingrou and Jin Yun are very restrained, after all, they are the demeanor of a famous lady, and the meal is also a delicate route, when ordering, Xiao Er is recommended to the exquisite, and even the meat dishes did not dare to ask more, so they ordered a fish noodle pot.

Mackerel bought from the nearest harbor fishing market is sought after by fish lovers because of its white color, silver skin and swallowtail, and sweet and scaleless taste.

Tong Qingyan asked the cook to remove the skin and bones of the fresh mackerel, chop the fish meat into surimi, squeeze the fish noodles into a noodle shape and boil them in a pot, add seasonings and side vegetable balls, and the fish noodle pot is done.

Jiang Jingrou and Jin Yun who eat such a fish noodle pot are as warm as spring, although there are stoves burning everywhere in the corner of the restaurant, but it is far less warm than eating a hot meal.

Jiang Jingrou and Jin Yun still couldn't help but sigh with satisfaction, not to mention Yang Zhishuo and the others, they had long forgotten the royal etiquette, and Sven couldn't eat it as a meal at this time, and the dish would be empty if he was slow.

The eldest prince was satisfied, and he sincerely cheered for Song Zhan.

"Song Zhan, I can't imagine that this restaurant has really come back to life in your hands, where did you find this cook?! This craftsmanship is amazing! ”

Yang Zhishuo asked casually, but he didn't expect Song Zhan to tell him that this kind of talent, which is as scarce as a peerless treasure, even if it is just a cook, is worth being sought after.

Song Zhan glanced at Tong Qingyan, who was keeping accounts behind the counter, and then looked at the two tables of people who were gobbling up, and his face suddenly became unsightly.

After eating so happily, no one invited them to sit together?! Maybe you're in a good mood and you're free......

The eldest prince and the fourth prince couldn't feel Song Zhan's desire for food in their hearts, so they hurried to finish the meal, and a table of empty plates silently announced the victory of the restaurant.

Jiang Jingrou couldn't help but burp, and secretly glanced at Song Zhan, who was unmoved, and her face still blushed involuntarily.

It's a shame, it's like I haven't eaten a meal for 800 years, but it's so delicious that I can't stop eating it, these meals are very rich in flavor, not as simple as a single sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty.

Jiang Jingrou was also curious about the chef in Ruyi Building, and even thought that it would be nice if she could eat such meals every day in the future, but she could only think about it, it was unrealistic to come to Ruyi Mansion every day to consume, and it was even more extravagant to bring the chef back to the mansion.

Tong Qingyan copied a copy of the calculated bill, blew the ink, and respectfully handed it to the fourth prince who had wiped the corners of his mouth and put down the handkerchief.

Yang Zhiyi put down the bill and didn't look at it, but looked up at Song Zhan who was leaning on the counter.

"Today, we are also the first table of guests after the opening of Ruyi Building, don't we have a colorful head, Prince Huai?"

Song Zhan's chin was raised, and he compared to Tong Qingyan.

"There is a shopkeeper in Ruyi Building, you don't have to ask me if you ask her, I don't care about this."

Yang Zhiyi set his eyes on Tong Qingyan, and saw that she owed a debt, and lowered her head slightly and smiled gently.

"Of course, the first table of the opening of the lottery head, where do you need to ask, it is all written on the bill, and the master will know it when you see it."

Yang Zhiyi retracted his gaze with satisfaction and picked up the paper that had been placed on the table before.

What is written on the paper is the name of each dish, the amount of the dish and the unit price, which is very detailed, and Yang Zhiyi was stunned when he looked at it, he actually ate two thousand taels for this meal? ! It's still a discounted price!

"Song Zhan, you deceive people too much!"

Yang Zhiyi could no longer maintain his sage demeanor, and slapped the bill on the table, and the thin bill was split in two under the excessive force.

Yang Zhishuo glanced at his younger brother who had broken his skills, and first praised Song Zhan in his heart, and he was able to tear his face as a dignified brother.

Stretched out his hand and picked up the two halves of the bill and put them together to see, Yang Zhishuo secretly said that it was dangerous, fortunately he pitted Yang Zhiyi, otherwise if he couldn't pay two thousand taels for a treat today, it would be a big joke, and he would definitely be trained by Emperor Jiakang for several days after the opening of the dynasty.

Song Zhan still had a cold face, and Tong Qingyan took two steps to block Yang Zhiyi's gaze staring at Song Zhan.

"Each dish is clearly priced, the first table opened today to give you a 50% discount, Yilan's service fee is also free for you, and the tea money of 60 taels is also counted in the account of the eldest prince, you only need to settle the bill 2,000 taels, may I ask His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince, do you have any questions?"

"What service fee, what tea money, sixty taels, what are you talking about?!"

Yang Zhishuo was stunned, but Yang Zhishuo and the others were not stunned, in order to avoid becoming everyone equally shared in the end, Yang Zhishuo and Jiang Jingrou replied in unison for Tong Qingyan.

"She's right, we all know that."

Yang Zhiyi still couldn't react for a while, but Yang Zhishuo had already honestly and unceremoniously took the purse, took out two silver tickets with a denomination of one thousand taels from it, and handed them to Tong Qingyan.

"I said, fourth brother, since you have agreed to invite guests to dinner, there is no need to swish so much, otherwise you shouldn't be open to dinner, you are not happy to eat."

Yang Zhishuo rubbed his stomach with satisfaction, and counted a few words to Yang Zhiyi by the way, today's mood is at the peak, and he is ready to retreat with satisfaction.

"Wait a minute, the eldest prince." After Tong Qingyan put away the two thousand taels of silver tickets, she spread her hands towards the eldest prince who was leaving, "You haven't given the ten taels of tea and water fees for the fourth prince yet." ”

Yang Zhishuo was stunned for a moment, if he was definitely unwilling to pay for this younger brother's tea before, but today he took such a big advantage on Yang Zhiyi, only ten taels of silver, and he could still give it up.

After paying the money happily, Yang Zhishuo left with his attendant and fox friends, and Jiang Jingrou and Jin Yun quickly fled after putting their tea bills on the table.

In an instant, only Yang Zhiyi and Song Zhan Tong Qingyan, who couldn't believe that they had eaten two thousand taels in one meal, were left, and after Tong Qingyan put away the silver, she walked back to the counter indifferently to keep accounts.

Song Zhan stood in place and gestured to the outside of the restaurant, signaling Yang Zhiyi to leave.

"Song Zhan, you are so blatantly accumulating wealth, aren't you afraid that your father will find out and blame you?!"

"It turns out that the restaurant business with a clear price is a wealth in your eyes?!"

"Who are you fooling? The best Yuchunxuan in the capital can only eat five hundred taels at most for a meal, and your Ruyilou lion is two thousand taels as soon as he opens his mouth, no! It's four thousand taels! ”

"If you say so, then I'll give you five hundred taels, you go and ask Yu Chunxuan to make a table of such food for me, if they make it taste like this, then I'll give you 20,000 taels, how about it?"

"You ......" Yang Zhiyi angrily raised his finger and pointed at Song Zhan, and only after enduring it did he suppress his desire to scold, "Don't think that your Huai Wangfu can always be so domineering, let's see, hum-"

After Yang Zhiyi left, Ruyi Lou fell into a boring atmosphere again, and Tong Qingyan walked towards the private room specially reserved for the rest room, followed by Song Zhan.

When he arrived at the elegantly decorated box, Song Zhan closed the door, picked up the boiling teapot and brewed himself a cup of tea, and warmed his hands.

"Can't you pick up the fence here?"

Tong Qingyan looked at Song Zhan, who was supposed to be a relative of the Chen family in the Huaiwang Mansion today, raised her eyebrows silently, and reached out to untie the fence, revealing a plain face.