Song Mingyue

Chapter 22 Betting
Zheng Feng gave a deep salute to Wang Jue, but only cupped his hands at Zhao Hao with a provocative look on his face.

This posture is obviously here to pretend to be a slap in the face!
Zhao Hao remained expressionless, and said with a faint smile, "Brother Zheng, sit down!"

Zheng Feng was also not courteous, he sat down with a big grin, laughed and said: "Brother Zhao's restaurants are all over Jiangning, I didn't expect to come to our restaurant today, I am very flattered, I wonder if our food tastes good?"

The words were filled with a strong sense of pride and superiority, and it seemed that the Zheng family's food and drinks were unparalleled in the world and impeccable.

Zhao Hao remained motionless, smiled slightly and said, "Average, third from last."

puff~
Wang Jue couldn't hold back being provoked by Zhao Hao's witty words, and sprayed his drink on the wooden floor next to him.

People these days have really poor resistance to witty words...

Zheng Feng obviously laughed angrily: "Since that's the case, why did Brother Zhao go far and come to our restaurant?"

Zhao Haodao: "First, I won more than 400 yuan in the Jixiang Casino, and I feel very sorry, so I came here to rebate a small amount of money to your house; second, I just want to see how unpalatable the Zheng family's food is. "

Zhao Hao is not very good at this kind of serious nonsense, but at any rate, his mental age has reached 25 or [-], and he has a natural psychological advantage in front of a stunned young man like Zheng Feng.

What the hell, you just want to embarrass me, so I will stir you up first, put you in a manic state, then slowly tease you, and then admire your expression that I am not used to but can't get rid of you .

Sure enough, Zheng Feng was already going crazy, and he smiled angrily: "In this case, why is Zhao's Hefeng Building closed at the door, and it seems unsustainable, while Chunfeng Building is full of people, selling more than a thousand pieces a day, and it is not profitable Baiguan?"

Zhao Hao still said unhurriedly: "Hefenglou is to the Zhao family, but a drop in the bucket, a drop in the ocean (I like to brag, why don't you accept it?)... What's the point, after all, Brother Zheng has never seen a big The world is too petty."

After some verbal confrontation, Zheng Feng was furious, while Zhao Hao always had a smile like a spring blossom on his face, teasing Zheng Feng like a monkey.

"No matter how nonsense you talk, my Zheng's restaurant is bound to dominate the south and west of the city, and your Zhao's restaurant is waiting for each family to close down."

Zheng Feng was finally completely angry, reaching the point where he was out of breath and couldn't choose what to say.

Zhao Hao still had that spring-like smile and a lukewarm tone: "A mere few cooks dared to make such wild remarks. The matter of the restaurant was originally difficult to get into the eyes of the Zhao family. Since Brother Zheng uttered such wild words today, I don't know what to do." Dare to take a bet with Brother Yu?"

Zheng Feng was already dizzy with anger, but when he heard this sentence, his eyes lit up: "How to gamble?"

Zhao Hao withdrew the smile on his face, looked solemn, and said in a deep voice: "I bet that after a month, the food and drink in Hefeng Building will definitely be better than that in Chunfeng Building, so please ask the highly respected officials in Jiangning City to do it." witness!"

Zheng Feng laughed angrily again, his expression probably meant "how the hell do you have the confidence to compare yourself with me", and asked teasingly: "Very well, how do you want to compare, and who do you want to invite as a witness?" ?”

Zhao Hao sneered and said: "The time is set for the Duanyang Festival, and the Yiya meeting will be held. You and I will each have three chefs, and the one who chooses the best will win. As for the judges, Jiangning Prefecture Wang Zhifu, a senior official of the Wang family People, Great Confucianists Lu Gong and Zhou Gong, Mei Lin Jushi, the number one qin player in the south of the Yangtze River, can this be evidence?"

Jiang Ning's parents, the magistrate Wang, have always had a reputation for integrity, Wang Tong, a member of the royal family, has always been neutral, the great scholars Lu Qing and Zhou Jin have always been famous outside the world, and they are not afraid of power. People are naturally less likely to be partial.

The only problem is that these five people are not so easy to invite...

Zheng Feng finally smiled, very strangely: "Very well, the prefect Wang and the two great scholars, my Zheng family can invite me, as for the officials of the Wang family, there is Brother Lao Wang."

Wang Jue had been watching the play by the side, with a confused look on his face. Hearing what Zheng Feng said, he looked at Zhao Hao and finally agreed.He intuitively felt that Zhao Hao seemed to have a chance to win, just like at the peony flower meeting a few days ago, subconsciously he also wanted to see what kind of medicine Zhao Hao was selling in the gourd.Although my father has always kept a low profile, he would probably not refuse to persuade him with a stern face, not to mention that there is a third younger sister who is very curious...

"As for Mr. Mei Lin... Maybe you can talk?" Zheng Feng asked provocatively.

That means, you won't be able to invite even one person.

Zhao Hao smiled: "In that case, Mr. Mei Lin will leave it to me."

Although I have only heard of him and never met him, it probably won't be so difficult to invite, after all, we are the most handsome, talented and romantic son in Jiangning.

Zheng Feng finally regained his composure from Zhao Hao's teasing, and he calmed down a lot, and continued to ask: "Since that's the case, every bet must be a lottery. I wonder what kind of lottery Brother Zhao wants to bet on?"

Zhao Hao laughed like a fox: "If I lose, Hefenglou will be under the personal name of Brother Zheng for free; if Brother Zheng loses...I'm afraid it will not be Brother Zheng's turn to make decisions about the property of the Zheng family, so it will be up to Brother Zheng." At the Yi Ya Conference, kowtow three times to Yudi and call him big brother three times!"

What Zhao Hao said was the truth.Although Zheng Feng has five people and six people, even if the Zheng family's property is only a small shop on an acre of land, it is not his turn to be the master.And the three generations of the Zhao family are single-handed, just such a precious son, and a mere restaurant, Xie Yun will not give Zhao Hao face.

Zheng Feng blushed instantly, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, it's settled like this!"

Zhao Hao laughed loudly: "Empty words are useless, words must be used as evidence."

Seeing Zhao Hao's carefree and self-satisfied appearance, although Zheng Feng's face was full of anger, his heart was full of joy, and he immediately asked for the Four Treasures of the Study.

One month, even if the Zhao family sent someone to gallop to the most prestigious official restaurant in the capital to learn art, it would be too late.

From Jiangning to Bianliang, it takes two months to go back and forth.

Besides, even a top chef would need ten days and half a month to master that culinary skill.

And the most important thing is that those chefs in the capital are not willing to teach if you want to learn.If it weren't for a coincidence in my family, even if I ask for a thousand dollars, I may not be able to get what I want.

Therefore, when Zhao Hao made a one-month appointment, he became a boy who gave away money.In Jiangning City, every inch of land is expensive, and he has won a top-notch restaurant for nothing. How outstanding is he in front of his ancestors?
After obtaining the Four Treasures of the Study, Zhao Hao once again demonstrated his calligraphy skills that were added out of nowhere.

Dip in ink.

Swipe a penny.

into a book.

signature.

Draw a charge.

Notary: Wang Jue, the second son of the Wang family.

Make an appointment.

There are three bets: one for Zhao Hao, one for Zheng Feng, and one for notary Wang Jue.

What puzzled Wang Jue was that both parties to the bet looked like they were sure of winning.

Those expressions all expressed the same meaning - the other party is an idiot.

PS: It's a bit short...but there will be another update tonight.

(End of this chapter)