Chapter 128: Am I the Image of a Bad Girl?

Xu Ji is very famous in Hwaseong, it is a private restaurant, the owner is in charge of the cooking, only 30 guests a day, not one more, quite difficult to make an appointment.

Of course, the price of the food is also staggeringly expensive.

Chu Yanhuan didn't have any condensation, this guy deliberately wanted to kill her, and he couldn't take down a meal in that place without five or six figures.

However, the location of this house is so good, and the decoration style seems to be from the hands of a master, and it is estimated that it will cost more than 30 million casually.

So, it's worth the cost of this meal.

Xu Ji is Xu Ji.

The two left the community and drove to Xu Ji.

Xu Ji is in an old street not far from the city center, and the sycamores on both sides of the road are quiet, as if they are isolated from the hustle and bustle of the city.

The car soon stopped in front of a courtyard house, and as soon as I got out of the car, I saw that the courtyard wall was crawling with lush creepers, and it was full of life.

Chu Yanhuan came here for dinner two years ago, when a movie was completed, the director invited guests, and made an appointment a week in advance before he was listed.

Today, Li Siyan was obviously on a whim, but she followed him into the box smoothly.

There are a total of twenty-four boxes here, each of which is named after a solar term, and the box they entered today is called Xiaoxue.

Pushing open the door of the box, the whole person is like being in winter, the wall is painted with plum, and the glass of the window is decorated with frost flowers.

The sandalwood screen in front of the table is carved with winter snow plum, which is very special and pleasing to the eye.

Even the waiter standing next to him was wearing a cheongsam embroidered with white plums, which was elegant and pleasant.

Walking to the table, Li Siyan pulled out a chair for her, and after she sat down, he handed her the menu, "Look at what you want to eat." ”

Chu Yanhuan pushed the menu back to him without even looking at it, and put his hands on his cheeks, "Since I invited you, of course you want to eat something." ”

Li Siyan didn't shirk it, his slender fingers nodded on the menu, and he opened his mouth to report the names of a few dishes, "Okay, let's serve these first, and then have a pot of osmanthus stuffed." ”

It didn't take long for the waiter to bring the dishes, a total of eight dishes, each of which was so exquisite that it made people have an appetite just by looking at it.

When the waiter left the box, Li Siyan picked up the wine jug at hand and poured a glass for Chu Yanhuan, "The osmanthus stuffed here tastes very good." ”

The aroma of wine is mixed with a faint aroma of osmanthus flowers, which is indeed attractive.

Chu Yanhuan looked at the transparent liquid in the cup, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he quietly pushed the wine glass to him, "I don't drink." ”

"Oh?" Li Siyan raised his eyebrows with interest, "You don't look like a girl from a good family who can't drink." ”

Chu Yanhuan was suddenly unhappy, and his face was tigerish, "What?" In your eyes, am I just the image of a bad girl? ”

"It's not." The man smiled slightly, and pushed the glass of wine back in front of her, "It's just that judging from your face, your amount of alcohol should be very good, the kind of wine veteran." ”

"You still look at your face?" Chu Yanhuan glanced at him and scoffed at his words, "Why do I think you are a god stick!" ”

Li Siyan poured a glass for himself, and raised his glass to her, "Taste it, this wine is not high, and it can't get drunk." ”

Wine is one of Tsui Kee's signature pieces, but the wine served varies from season to season.

Osmanthus is usually picked in September and October of the previous year, and after the wine is brewed, it is put in the cellar for more than half a year, and then drunk in the next year.

At that time, the osmanthus flavor completely melted into the wine, and when you drank it in your mouth, it left a fragrant fragrance on your lips and teeth.

Chu Yanhuan's beautiful eyes narrowed, and her red lips curled slightly, "A man who persuades a woman to drink at the dinner table is usually not a good man." ”