Chapter 769: Eaten Into the Mouth

After the renovation, the private rooms of Chang Le Ju were quite exquisite; the large ones had spaciousness, and the small ones had delicacy.

For example, Zhao Zong and Mrs. Zhao entered an exquisite small private room, which neither appeared too empty nor cramped. A sense of wild interest and simplicity rushed toward them, a simplicity after a feast of big fish and meat.

So much so that Mrs. Zhao was still in a beautiful mood when she sat down, asking the waiter on the side:

"What is the store pushing tonight?"

The waiter subconsciously opened his mouth to say Tremella soup, but swallowed it back just as it reached his lips, then smiled and presented the menu:

"As long as you are willing to try anything on the Treasure Menu, none will disappoint you."

"Yo!" Mrs. Zhao was stunned: "It seems to be quite a bit more expensive than before?"

"Yes!" The waiter didn't hide it, just smiled: "Expensive has its benefits! If you want to reminisce about our classic dishes, this side is another classic menu."

At Mrs. Zhao's age, whether the food is expensive or cheap doesn't matter, as long as it's agreeable and tasty. Before she could make a choice, she had already flipped to the page for chestnut cakes.

Good heavens! It's these miniature chestnut cakes the size of quail eggs! And the Tremella soup in the dessert section…… eh, why is there rice soup? The unit price of 128 yuan per small pot is much more cost-effective than the 288/bowl for Tremella soup, but……

It's served with green vegetables.

Looking at the room full of people, they couldn't sit still. The chubby old man looked left and right, then suddenly asked the waiter curiously: "Why are you all wearing N95 masks?"

She looked at the waiter.

At this moment, the aroma was curling, although light, it carried an unmistakable aroma unique to millet.

Zhao Zong didn't speak, but flipped through the booklet, soon pointing at the chestnut cake: "Two portions of that!"

Drinking it while hot, the warmth slid from the throat to the stomach, the whole person felt warm, and all bad moods seemed to be healed.

She simply pushed the menu: "Hurry up, you choose!"

Especially in winter, holding a large bowl and drinking it on the porch, the heat on the forehead would instantly emerge——

Weren't they all those transparent masks that don't stick to the face before? To avoid not showing the face, making customers feel disrespected and uneasy.

Thinking of the taste of the chestnut cake, he couldn't sit still anymore.

Hey hey hey?

The waiter was also aggrieved: "The Proprietor said the food is too fragrant. If we don't wear a good mask, he's afraid we won't be able to resist stealing some."

Why is it really hot?

"Another steamed crown daisy…… aren't you complaining about wanting to lose weight? This has low calories."

Mrs. Zhao was very satisfied: "Quite good, who has the patience to eat big fish and meat? Vegetarian is quite good…… Your rice soup is sold at that price, why don't I see rice on the menu?"

Just by smelling it, one could recall the past——

But the rice soup in front of her was different.

At the very least, Zhao Zong and his wife were satisfied and very expectant.

"Is your vegetable supplier reliable? How can it taste so good?"

The waiter had a good memory, and answered honestly: "Our Proprietor said the supplier is temporarily unwilling to provide such good meat, and we can't pass off inferior goods, so there are only vegetables on top for now."

A small child huddled in front of the roaring stove, and in the large black iron pot, someone was using a ladle to scoop out the milky white rice soup.

Only the chubby old man was a bit puzzled: the dishes really didn't look like much. If they came a few more times, they would probably get tired of eating them. Why were they so confident to invite so many people?

As soon as the transparent cover was lifted, the crowd who were about to make a joke subconsciously sniffed:

"And this, green pepper and egg…… Your store's dishes are getting closer and closer to farmhouses! Why is everything on the menu vegetarian, no meat?"

"Quite good, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers! Daring to let the waiter brag like this, when the dishes are served, I must try how many skills they have!"

He stared blankly at the white porcelain bowl in his hand, and then came back to his senses:

It's just that Little Chang looked quite steady before, but now that he's taking such big steps, are these dishes really that rare?

"If you don't want to waste it, you can only order two dishes, we can order 20!"

In the next private room, the chubby old man was pulled together by an old acquaintance, with just one sentence:

"What is this young man thinking about every day?"

Few people use earthen stoves now, and even fewer people cook rice soup at home. Many of them here, if they don't go to authentic farmhouses, probably find it hard to smell this pure rice aroma.

Hearing this, he turned around obediently like a spinning top, and then a group of people exclaimed at the menu, only rejoicing that they didn't have to pay tonight——

…

Perhaps it had been sitting for a while, a thick layer of rice oil had formed on the edge of the soup bowl, milky white, tender, looking tender and mellow. Even knowing it had a lot of starch, it still made people can't help but think it was full of nutrition and essence.

"Try the rice soup? If it's not suitable, we'll change to Tremella soup—I see Proprietor Chang is quite confident, the taste shouldn't be bad."

Looking down, he didn't know when he had already held the bowl and drank half of the rice soup inside.

They weren't professional businessmen, and this wasn't a judging project. Spending ten thousand yuan just for a meal, who wouldn't feel the pinch?

Proprietor Chang knows how to operate himself. The small pot of rice he begged for when leaving is now used to build his reputation. The more he says it's precious, and yet he doesn't charge for it, the deeper the impression on everyone.

"Oh, this Little Chang is mischievous!"

The waiter laughed, gesturing with his hand: "Our Proprietor only managed to get this pot of rice from the supplier by being cheeky. Everyone gets one portion tonight, and there won't be any more later, so it's not on the menu."

Hearing this, the private room was stunned, and then they all laughed out loud:

"The Proprietor just instructed that rice soup nourishes people and the stomach, so serve this first, let everyone drink some while hot."

This isn't a farmhouse, why is even rice soup on the menu?

Thinking of the chestnut cake and Tremella soup, and the tea leaves that were already brewed light in the water cup at hand, Mrs. Zhao was in a dilemma!

The dishes on this Treasure Menu were not many. With their twenty people gathered together, they could almost order them one by one.

The chubby old man came back to his senses, his whole round body was already hot, and a little hot sweat had seeped out of his back.

Just as they were talking, the door was gently knocked, and then someone brought a bowl of hot rice soup from the pantry to the table:

So fragrant!

The waiter smiled: "You'll know once you taste it." ===== CHAPTER 770 =====