Life has returned to its original trajectory, the characters have returned to their place, the dead have gone, and the living continue.

I'm going to focus on the things I'm going to focus on right now: avenging the ghost brother and dominating the Jintang, and although these two goals are in opposition to each other, I can always find a way to get both, and these two things require me to think about them all my time. I have made up my mind, I have to do everything possible to get the old man Wang. But I will never be as afraid of this old tyrant as his subordinates in my life, during this time I have had enough of trembling, and I whispered, you are about to break out, I remind myself so much, you must be calm, even if the old man Wang, what do you think of me? So what? He's not going to be so bad, what can an old man do?

So I continued to stay in the villa, and I was alone in a room. Bai Wei has returned to her home.

That Jintang asked the servant Wu Ma to let me come down to eat, I looked up at Old Man Wang with a curiosity that was carefully hidden, "Old Zombie Melon" As soon as I thought of this word, I giggled in my heart. This is a doubling of my courage, and before eating, I swaggered to the table. Say hello to him: "Hello, Mr. Wang." I said with a smile.

Of course, I didn't greet him with any money, as if he didn't say anything at all, and I just got a cold nod and didn't answer, and then he sat down on the big throne-like chair at the table.

Old Man Wang is no longer a frail old man in pajamas, she wears a well-cut dress coat and a beautiful shirt, and her bony body looks taller, even when he sits, his upright demeanor is awe-inspiring. His white hair resembles the mane of an old lion, his face is round under his thick white eyebrows, and his big nose looks more like a ferocious tiger.

He was surprised that I was so happy, but his eyebrows quickly dispersed, and I chuckled inwardly, "Old zombie." ”

"What's so funny? Cat ninety-nine. Old Man Wang asked coldly.

"Nothing, old man Wang." When the servant respectfully brought a sumptuous dinner, I looked down at the mountains of food exposed, I couldn't help laughing loudly, for for the first time in my life I didn't feel hungry, because tonight was so rich, and the rice in front of me was enough to feed five people, and I must have been frightened by the chef of Najintang, because my mouth was always good.

That Jintang lowered his head indifferently and just ate his own food. When the old man and Na Jintang were on the table, talking about some things in their own business, I didn't understand it anyway, they directly treated me as air, and I didn't bother to care about them, eating what was in front of me without heart or lungs.

But I found that Mr. Wang rarely used chopsticks, basically just drank a little water. I was surprised to find that the plate on his table was simply terrible. I called the servant: "Old man Wang's words are really terrible, add some large pieces of beef, sweet and sour pork ribs, sauce and fragrant fish to the dish, plus some delicious side dishes, candy and dim sum milk cheese, plus a bowl of Sichuan spicy noodles." ”

Old Man Wang and Na Jintang both looked up at me, looking puzzled.

The servant, Mother Wu, said to me tremblingly, "Old Man Wang can't bite the beef, and Dr. John said that she can't eat sweets, can't eat too much spicy, and can't put too much oil."

"Dr. John didn't want him to starve to death! Do as I say right now. ”

I watched angrily as the servant stood upright and turned around until she walked out of the room, and I looked at two surprised faces: "No one should starve, absolutely not." My mood suddenly changed, and I giggled again, thinking to myself: even the old zombie should not be.

But Mr. Wang and Na Jintang didn't say anything, and after I finished eating, I said goodbye to them, and went upstairs by myself, and they continued to discuss their own business downstairs.

Before our morning, the old man Wang instructed: "Chairman Mao, since you love to eat peppercorns so much, then you will learn to be a cook tonight and make it well, I will come to see what three virtues you have?" ”

I smiled back: "Don't worry, old man, as long as you put all the kitchen people in place for me, they will naturally be able to prepare something to eat, and you can enjoy it in the evening." ”

Na Jintang also smiled: "I'm also looking forward to your dinner." ”

At noon, Najin Tang came to my room, and he leaned lazily against the corner of the door: "As far as I know you, you don't seem to know how to cook, right?" Yesterday I had the misfortune to eat the delicious food you made with your own hands, and I can't get enough of it. ”

"Then do you want to eat Kun blunt again, I'll continue to wrap it for you." I threatened.

"Madame, it's important to save your husband or your life, do you want the old man to taste your 'Jiangnan Eighteen Monsters'"

I laughed and punched him a few times.

"You kitchen masters, I'm all top-notch, this is very simple, you just need to give me a recipe, and I will naturally let them make it according to the recipe. It's not that they can't do it, it's that your old man eats too really tricky, and you are simply abusing his appetite. ”

"Mao Jiujiu, your idea is very interesting, you know that the old man has studied abroad, maybe Western food is more beneficial to them, I opened a Western food menu that he likes to eat, you have to go out and do it according to this." Na Jintang smiled dotingly, "If things work out, you might have the opportunity to go outside with me?" ”

I heard what he meant and hurriedly asked, "Where are you going?" ”

"Niutou Mountain......" He paused deliberately, like a toothache.

When I heard this, I immediately pounced on him and kissed him on the face: "I must go, I must go!" ”

"Okay, agreed, but there is one condition, tonight's dinner must be favored by the old man, this is your pass."

"Don't worry, I'll let him eat and drink well. Didn't you notice? I asked the cook to remake the dish just now, and the old man's plate licked it cleaner than a dog? It shows that he is also a complete foodie, but he just didn't put down his body to order food. I swore with him.

Na Jin Chang smiled bitterly.

For a whole afternoon, after I gave the menu to the chef in the kitchen, I carefully supervised each of their processes, as if I had made it myself, and I was tired enough, and finally paired with their professional Western food plate, it was perfect, Najintang, you are waiting to take me to Niutou Mountain.

My high spirits made me devote myself to the final work of dinner, and I felt so happy! Even the chef was so drunk that he almost forgot to put salt when he saw me smiling and smiling.

It's dinner time.

I reminded myself to keep my temper in check, it was just a dinner and an ordinary old man.

I thought that today was a very happy day, but I still saw the cold attitude of Mr. Wang, and my happy belief left me little by little, like cold water flowing through my feet. I sat upright, and Na Jin Chang sat next to me, under the table, and he shook my hand encouragingly and gave me an encouraging smile.

Seeing that they were all ready, I shook the bell to indicate that it was time to serve.

The housekeeper Wu's mother came in with a large silver plate, and three large silver bowls of soup were placed on the silver plate. I couldn't help but widen my eyes, my good man, how much should the old man be! I have never seen a bowl like this, and the silver bowl is inlaid with all kinds of ornaments. At the bottom of the bowl is a dense grove of trees, with green foliage reaching upwards around the edge of the bowl. There are birds and animals on the side of the bowl, colorful various movements, such as dragons, tigers, cattle and sheep, and even more exaggeratedly, there will be owls and seven-star ladybugs on the big leaves. The lid of the silver bowl resembles a tree stump. , which is covered with lush grape trellises, with clusters of beautiful purple grapes on each head.

Why didn't I find it in the kitchen? This is simply the legendary royal goods, and there is something else I don't know about the owner's family.

Mother Wu placed the soup bowl in front of Mr. Wang, lifted the lid of the bowl with her hand, and the hot water gushed out, and the fragrance of soft-shelled turtle soup spread throughout the restaurant.

I leaned forward and smiled longingly at the old man. Western food is a one-person-one-meal system, and the same etiquette was performed twice, and the same soup was served to me and Najintang one after another.

I can't wait to grab the bowl and drink it right away. But I was patient and put my hands on my knees. Old Man Wang tasted the soup for himself, then shrugged his shoulders, expressed his great dissatisfaction, and threw the spoon in the basin.

The servant let out a low snort, and his face turned very pale, for they had been cooking with all their passion for an afternoon.

You old monster, I'm a kind of domineering, and I started drinking the soup and thought it tasted very delicious. I tried to catch the servant's gaze so that he knew that I liked the soup, but I couldn't keep my head down. I turned my head to look at the brocade hall again, and the brocade often put the rice balls on the plate at this time and filial piety, exactly the same as the old man's actions! The two of them are currently a united front.

My good mood was all gone at once, if that Jintang was so easily frightened, then he deserved to starve! I'm not going to let this old man hang my appetite!

It seems that the old man also has bad intentions towards Na Jinchang, and Na Jintang still talks and laughs with the old man diligently, and the old man's answer is very brief. I was a little angry, the old man was going to ruin it all, and it was on purpose, I really didn't want to see him lose his temper.

I watched silently as the servant served one dish after another, and at the same time laid out the dishes and the knives and forks for eating the fish, and the procedures seemed endless, and I was almost faint from hunger.

This time, the steamed seafood was served on the table again. This dish is worth the wait, it is said that this dish is the chef's specialty, oily but not greasy, melted in the mouth, this dish was a sensation. I looked at Mr. Wang, this will make him stop pretending, don't you like it?

But he only ate two bites, and then threw the knife, fork, and ping pong on the plate, and the Jintang just ate two bites, don't put the knife and fork down, and let most of the delicious Wuchang fish stay on the plate.

I didn't care, every time I picked up a piece of fish and put it in my mouth, I glanced at the old man Wang with a provocative gaze, but even so, I began to lose my appetite, and the old man's unhappy appearance became more and more obvious.

The next dish is stewed suckling pig. The suckling pig looks tender and delicious, the brown braised soup is poured on the meat slices, and the side dishes next to it are even more meticulously made, carved into a flying phoenix with carrots. But the old man touched the meat with his fork again, and licked it with his tongue only, even if he had eaten it, and then put the fork on the table.

Then there was a ham garnished with cloves and a fat turkey, and the procession came in again and again until the rectangular table was filled with hearty hearts.

Najin Tang is doing the same thing. I stepped on my sore foot hard, gritting my teeth and crushing it. He didn't seem to feel any pain, and he still talked to the old man calmly, as if my business didn't exist at all. I want to kill him with my eyes.

I felt like I was about to have a seizure. The servant kept me from making a sound with a pleading look. How can a person be so hateful as the old man, she will never dislike these dishes, I have tasted them myself every time, and each dish is exquisite and delicious in the world.

Even if the old man has a mouth full of cavities, and he doesn't have a single tooth, he can't bite it. I know that Mr. Wang is also a complete foodie, so now there is only one reason, the reason why he doesn't eat must be another reason, I can see this from his eyes, he would rather give up the enjoyment of eating, but also make me miserable. The damn Jintang is also the same, it's just an authentic follower, I'm secretly thinking: Today, tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, you don't even want to kiss me again!

I despise that Jintang, well, the performer who swallows his breath.

I tried to focus my thoughts on this hearty meal, a tender suckling pig stewed for a long time. But I was so angry that I couldn't concentrate on it, and I looked at the old man Wang, with his skinny, straight, unbending body and his indifferent and smug face, and I despised him for doing this.

I was stirred in my heart, and an evil thought arose in my heart, and I even began to despise myself, why I couldn't tell him how abominable his actions were. What the hell is wrong with me? It's stupid, it's not me.

However, I sat there quietly, my back never touching the back of the chair, and my hands were always engraved on the lacquer, as if I were a very obedient and well-behaved child, behaving in front of the guests. What's more, because of the promise that Jin Chang promised me that I could go to Niutou Mountain, I had to endure it, and I couldn't openly resist the tyranny and tyranny of Old Man Wang.

Tonight seemed to be a long time, and I sat there watching the servant bring one dish after another, and I could not serve every dish in front of it, but it was carefully selected and carefully cooked, and then the old man only tasted this dish lightly.

The dinner table was unusually dull, and the nervous and pained expressions of the servants were palpable. I couldn't sit still, and I desperately wanted to get away. The pillow turned its head to me meaninglessly, and I controlled it deeply, Niutou Mountain, I fought for you!