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The imperial dining room was originally intended to be a kitchen for the royal family to cook. Later, after two imperial chefs withdrew from the imperial dining room, they opened a restaurant here in the Bazi Hutong of the capital, specializing in meals for the emperor.

At that time, it was the era of warlords fighting among warlords. Some warlords who made their way through fighting all wanted to taste the taste of the royal family, so they came here admiringly, so the Imperial Dining Room became famous.

With the passage of time, the Imperial Dining Room has gone through 120 years, and five generations of heads have changed. Now the Imperial Dining Room is in charge of the descendant of the imperial chef named Cai Xianzhang, a national super chef and the chairman of the Traditional Food Council.

The name of Yushanfang is not small in the capital, but the storefront is the one in the alley. After 100 years, it has expanded into two yards so large.

They implement a reservation system, and they only offer ten tables of banquets every night, so it is not easy to get a reservation.

Zhang Hao took Luo Yi for a walk around the street before reaching the depths of the alley.

It was a towering archway with layers of corridors and eaves, with a total of nine floors.And there are inscriptions on each plaque, and the imperial dining room on the top is written in both Manchu and Chinese.

Passing through the archway, the antique courtyard of the imperial dining room appeared in front of them, with yellow bricks and red walls, green tiles and green steps. The waiters in the store were all dressed in flag uniforms and lined up around the courtyard.

The person who received Zhang Hao was a white-faced middle-aged man in eunuch attire. He asked for Zhang Hao's reservation notice, and then took him to the first tile-roofed room.

The imperial dining room only has a hall, and each hall has five tables, which are only separated by screens, which are faintly visible.

This is the style of the imperial dining room, and the picture shows the popularity in the hall.

The dishes were selected at the time of reservation, and they were delivered one after another as soon as they were served, such as Buddha Chao Shou, Eight Treasure Duck, Jar Chicken, Pea Yellow, Scallion Sea Cucumber...

Finally, two waiters dressed as palace ladies brought a jug of wine to the table, which is the famous chrysanthemum wine.

Legend has it that Qianlong in the Qing Dynasty liked to drink chrysanthemum wine and eat Buddha's hands. When he was interested, he would recite a poem, so tens of thousands of poems have been handed down.

Zhang Hao and Luo Yi each had a glass of wine, and then began to taste it.

After eating a few dishes, he and Luo Yi looked at each other, and then both stopped their chopsticks.

"This...does the emperor eat this?" Luo Yi asked curiously.

"Perhaps. At that time, there were fewer types of food and less seasoning. It's not bad for the emperor to eat here."

"Is it because we are too picky? How can I remember that boiled wild vegetables are very fragrant in the past."

"Hey, don't tell me, your boiled wild vegetables are very fragrant."

While the two were eating and chatting, a group of people came in from outside, and almost all the waiters greeted them, including the manager of the restaurant upstairs.

You must know that the Imperial Dining Room is very arrogant. When it comes to reservations for guests, it first states the rules, then reviews them, and then queues up. It feels like an exam.

When I entered the store this time, I was greeted by an eunuch who seemed to be able to let the manager, that is, the manager wearing a dragon robe service suit, appear on the stage. The other party must have a strong background.

Zhang Hao didn't think too much about it, but at this moment a familiar voice came: "Hey, isn't this a school girl? Are you eating here too?"

Luo Yi and Zhang Hao raised their heads, glanced at each other, and couldn't help but look at each other. It's really not that enemies don't get together.

At this moment, Zhu Jianbin came in with a group of people, and he saw the two people who were eating at a glance, and he was concerned, so he greeted them.

"Yes, what a coincidence." Zhang Hao replied instead of Luo Yi.

"It's better to meet each other than to invite each other. This sentence is really good. We met again." Zhu Jianbin glanced at their dishes, and then smiled lightly, "I see that you are laymen. If you come to the imperial dining room for dinner, you must go to the small restaurant. kitchen."

And this particularity?

Zhang Hao couldn't help being stunned, could it be that he didn't do his homework well.

"I'm inviting the student union to dinner tonight. You should join me. It's a good time to get to know each other. After all, we are all classmates. Oh, this uncle can also participate."

Hearing this, Zhang Hao pointed to himself and asked, "The uncle you mentioned, do you mean me?"

"Yes. Let's go."

Following Zhu Jianbin's stop, several other people also stopped. Seeing that Luo Yi was a freshman in Beijing University, they sent out invitations one after another.

Luo Yi looked at Zhang Hao, wanting to hear his opinion.

Zhang Hao said with a smile: "That's right, as an uncle like me, I also want to get rich and eat in the small kitchen."

Zhang Hao understands Zhu Jianbin's intentions very well. The only way to deal with this kind of person is to crush him so that he doesn't dare to be presumptuous anymore, so the world will be quiet.

So they went up to the second floor together, and sat down in a private room, this time even the menu was different.

Following Zhu Jianbin's introduction, Luo Yi knew that this group of people was not only the cadres of the school's student union, but also the presidents of several associations, especially the one with thick eyebrows and big eyes, who belonged to the Physics Association.

Luo Yi also introduced herself at this moment, saying that she is a freshman majoring in psychology, and it is still unknown which association or club she will join in the future.

At this moment, Zhu Jianbin strongly recommends the Werewolf Club, because this club was created based on games such as Werewolf Killing and Script Killing.

"You can't be the president of this werewolf club, right?" Zhang Hao was eating the emerald and white jade soup at the moment, but he still asked in a hurry.

"Hey, this classmate, how do you know?" Someone inside really didn't know, and asked innocently.

"He's not a classmate, but Luo Yi's uncle, who sent her to school." At this moment, Ling Qing's classmate has already corrected this mistake.

"Oh, that classmate, oh, no, uncle, which school did you graduate from?"

This sentence can be called topic killing, but Zhang Hao said indifferently: "New Western University? I have graduated for four years, so I am your senior, children."

Everyone was taken aback, but none of them realized what the hell New West was.

"Is it the major that drives excavators?" The classmate asked again foolishly.

This guy studies statistics, so he really is a fool.

Zhang Hao thought for a while and said, "Actually, I still study mechanics."

Although everyone stopped talking, their brows were full of ridicule.

But Zhang Hao didn't care, he was all focused on the food. It is undeniable that the food in the small kitchen is authentic food, and the food in the lobby is probably to deceive laymen. Gotta have a local.

Luo Yi seemed dissatisfied with their tone, and was about to refute when Zhang Hao stopped him.

"Girl, these little fried meats are very interesting, not inferior to Jiang Fan's, and the taste is at least three times stronger, really strange." Zhang Hao picked up a piece of meat that was stained with oil and said.

Luo Yi opened his mouth, ate it without hesitation, and then said with his mouth pouted: "It's really possible, are you interested?"

The chat between the two was a bit like no one else, Zhu Jianbin's face was a little bit bad, and his two bad friends knew what he wanted to do.

So, one left and one right toasted Zhang Hao.

"Uncle, to be honest, in the capital city, graduates from first-tier universities may not be able to find good jobs. A school like yours would be hard enough to gain a foothold here."

"Yeah, but apart from academic qualifications, it also relies on connections here, just like Chairman Zhu, his family is amazing, and all walks of life depend on his family's face. If you have any questions, you can go to him."

The two people sang together, which reminds people of cross talk.

But Zhang Hao said at this moment: "Actually, I just think it's good to support myself. I don't need a lot of money, as long as I can reach my ability."

Zhu Jianbin snorted coldly when he heard this, and then said, "Uncle, although you are not young, your knowledge is really not very good. Naturally, you don't feel anything, but do you have the heart to let your future wife live like this?" It’s like today’s meal, if I hadn’t invited you, I guess you wouldn’t even know about the small kitchen.”

The meaning of these words is already very strong, and most people will turn their faces on the spot after hearing it.

But Zhang Hao remained calm, and Luo Yi also sat without looking sideways.

"You invite me? No need, let me invite you."

Regarding Zhang Hao's stubbornness, Zhu Jianbin sneered: "It's better not to force it? Do you know how much this meal costs?"

"I don't know, and I don't need to."

Zhang Hao got up immediately and walked towards the manager.

Zhu Jianbin thought he had provoked Zhang Hao, so he pretended to Luo Yi, "I'm sorry, classmate Luo Yi, I didn't mean to hurt your friend, I'll go and see him."

Luo Yi naturally knew what Zhang Hao was doing, and immediately shook his head and said: "No need, he will come back after buying it."

Zhu Jianbin said bluntly: "This is not acceptable. I am the host, so I am the one who treats you naturally. Your uncle is too polite."

Luo Yi said slowly at this time: "First of all, he is not my uncle, but my boyfriend. Secondly, he is not going to pay the bill, but to buy... the imperial dining room."

Luo Yi's words made those high-achieving students silent, and the atmosphere became weird.

Zhu Jianbin smiled and said, "Sister, you really know how to joke."

Luo Yi did not argue: "Just take it as a joke."

Not long after, Zhang Hao came out of the manager's office, and they hurried up to the third floor together.

According to Zhu Jianbin's knowledge, the third floor is the restricted area of ​​the Imperial Dining Room, where the owner lives.