A fake system fell from the sky

Two old men in Chinese tunic suits were drinking slowly.

An old man drank the wine in his glass in one gulp, with a look of reminiscence on his face, "I haven't had such authentic Erguotou for more than 30 years. I didn't expect to be able to drink it in my lifetime. Fortunately!"

"Yes!" Another old man shared the same feeling, "This reminds me of the glorious past."

Wen Meixuan quietly looked at the full imperial dining hall, and the stone in her heart fell to the ground. Fortunately, the first day of opening was smooth.

"Miss Boss, the food and wine in your restaurant are good, I will definitely come here often." A white-collar man flattered him, but he still had a word in his heart, people are better.

"Thank you!" Wen Meixuan thanked politely, lady boss?hehe!It is already past tense.

"This wine is really good!"

"Good wine! It's no worse than a few thousand dollars."

Listening to the compliments on wine, Dai Lina smiled brightly. As Dabao said, she loves wine, and her feelings for wine are incomprehensible to ordinary people. Brewing better wine is her only pursuit in this life.

In the private room on the second floor, five potbellied local tyrants sit together, how rich are they?Just order eighteen signature dishes.

"Mr. Wang, I'm sorry for your expense today." A fat man with a little baby fat said with a smile.

Mr. Wang waved his hand indifferently: "It's only 20 yuan, it's drizzle."

"There are many dishes here that I have never tried, but today I am honored by Mr. Wang." Another local tycoon smiled while holding the menu, "The description above is quite evil, but I don't know how to nourish the kidney?"

"You'll know if you've eaten it." Mr. Wang laughed, and looked at the waiter after laughing, "Do you have any good wine here?"

The waiter has also been in this business for several years, knowing that he is not satisfied with 668's wine, he said with a smile: "Boss, there is really a jar of unopened hundred-year-old wine, but it is a bit expensive."

"Expensive?" Mr. Wang was full of disdain. He had already drank 30 a catty of puree Moutai. How expensive is this wine?I have struggled for most of my life, and now is the time to enjoy it. When I hear it is a hundred-year-old wine, I can bear it, and I didn’t even ask the price.

"Boss, 20 a catty, are you sure you want five catties?" the waiter asked, she was shocked, five catties is 100 million, and these rich people don't take money as money.

President Wang curled his lips, 100 million is still called money, took out [-] from the wallet and handed it to the waiter, "Go down, tell the kitchen to serve the food quickly."

The waiter went downstairs and quickly came to the counter, "Sister Na, the number three upstairs box calls for five catties of century-old wine."

Dai Lina froze for a moment, Dabao asked her to bring the old wine jug and thought it would not be sold, but she didn't expect that someone would call for it so soon, she really underestimated these big money.

The mud seal of the old wine jar was opened, and an intoxicating fragrance burst out, permeating the entire medicinal food hall in a short while.

The alcoholic who smelled the aroma of wine sniffed vigorously, his face full of intoxication.

The two old men in Chinese tunic suits closed their eyes and took a deep breath, opened their eyes and looked at each other, and said almost at the same time: "The smell of wine is so strong, I'm afraid it's not short."

A young man who was with the two of them understood, got up and came to the counter, "Give me two catties, too."

Dai Lina looked at him and reminded: "20 a catty, in fact, this wine will be stored for a long time, and the taste is similar to what you drink now."

"Are you afraid I won't be able to pay?" The young man smiled faintly, "Why don't I pay you now."

"No need." Dai Lina turned to fill him with wine.

When I heard that it was 20 a catty, I wanted to complain at first, but the people who didn’t bring out the good wine in the restaurant immediately lost their temper. They can only lament that poverty limits their imagination.

Dabao was sitting next to Xue Rende and Li Qingxi in private room No. [-], Uncle Qiu and Aunt Xiao were also invited, Chen Daosheng and Han Mei were also present.

Dishes are served on the table one by one, such as Eight Immortals crossing the sea to make dragon palace, stewed snow swallow with wild white fungus, mandarin fish with hundreds of flowers, steamed bear paw with ginseng antler, roasted snow clam with grass jelly...

A table full.

Little Bao'er in Han Mei's arms was already very hungry and thirsty smelling the delicious food.

"Try it quickly, everyone, and give us some suggestions." Dabao greeted. He spent more than 100 million yuan just to buy these ingredients.
"Not bad, not bad." Xue Rende took a mouthful of Bai Hua Lan mandarin fish and couldn't help nodding, "It's fragrant on the outside and tender on the inside, red from the inside, and delicious."

Han Mei smiled and said, "The chefs here are all at the level of five-star hotel chefs."

"This is the best dish I've ever eaten in my life." The wrinkles on Aunt Xiao's smiling face stretched out.

"Ms. Xiao, then you come every day from now on, and I'll treat you." Dabao laughed, but he knew that in order to gain fame, Wen Meixuan invited two retired special chefs to be the head chefs under the advice of everyone. Would the dishes they cook be delicious? ?
"No, no, no." Aunt Xiao quickly shook her head and refused, "If I eat up your wife, I don't have a granddaughter to compensate you."

"Grandma, what kind of food is my wife? Is it delicious?" Little Bao'er's mouth was full, and she couldn't help her little curiosity.

Everyone was amused immediately, this little guy is really a happy fruit!

Dabao had a few drinks with everyone, and then went to Luo Yi's table next door. In addition to his three brothers and sisters, there were also two brothers from Taijimen, and the little monk Tangbao was also on the list.

"Let me toast to everyone first." Dabao raised his glass and looked at the crowd, "Thank you for coming to join us."

"You don't come here until we drink two catties." Luo Yi said with a smirk, "You punish yourself with three cups first."

"Okay, I'll drink!" Dabao knew that warriors are bold and bold, and he couldn't do it himself, so he took a sip and drank three glasses in a row, then filled up the wine again, raised his glass and said, "Now I can toast everyone. "

"You boy, you still look like a man." Luo Yi took a sip from his wine glass, put down his glass and said, "I heard you were crying in the cave, I thought you were a bitch."

"I'm practicing the magical art of crying the sky and wiping tears, okay?" Dabao said a little embarrassedly, "My magical art must first shake the sky and shake the earth before it can be successfully practiced."

"Junior brother, how far have you cultivated?" Gao Yuqi asked while suppressing a smile. He didn't believe that Dabao's "Crying Heaven and Wiping Tears Magical Art" was a secret book of magical skills, practicing while crying?Can you be more funny?

"Uh! Just getting started." Dabao said perfunctorily. After all, he has reached the thirtieth floor of the first layer, but his body hasn't changed a bit. If you want to say to him, the feeling is that since he practiced the magical skill of crying the sky and wiping tears, his mood has become more and more serious. It's getting better and better, sympathy is getting more and more overflowing, the concept of money is getting weaker and weaker, and seeing the beautiful woman loses all crooked thoughts, thinking of this, he was shocked, this f*ck is going to become a monk Premonition?no!At night, you must ask the system yourself what happened?