Gourmet: Gou Zai’s State Banquet Chef

Song Qian's body condition is the best among the three of them, and she can't be seen as a woman in her thirties at all.

"Yeah, what's the matter with being so nicely dressed?" Liu Jing also asked curiously.

"Hey, isn't Qiao Weidong's mistress coming? You said I can't dress up?"

"what!"

Dong Wenjie was stunned.

"She's coming too, so you're coming?"

"What's wrong with her coming? Can't I come when she comes? I figured it out too, I want to come!"

Song Qian snorted, and then pointed to Fangyuan and Ji Shengli: "Fangyuan, Lao Ji, Qiao Weidong is treating you today, so don't be too polite. Eat whatever you want, better."

Fang Yuan laughed: "Don't worry about Song Qian, we won't be polite if we finally catch Lao Qiao and invite you to dinner."

"Yes, you won't be polite." Ji Shengli also smiled.

He thought about how expensive this roadside restaurant can be, even if the three tables add up, it can cost as much as a thousand dollars.

Even if it is around a big table, it might not cost a thousand.

"Look, old Joe is here!"

Dong Wenjie pointed.

Everyone saw Qiao Weidong's Mercedes-Benz arriving.

Find a parking space and park the car, and the group get out of the car.

"mom!"

Qiao Yingzi and others ran over.

Seeing Song Qian, Xiaomeng was a little embarrassed for a while.

"It's okay, don't be afraid." Qiao Weidong comforted in a low voice.

Walked over first.

"Old Qiao, I've caught you for a treat today, so don't blame us for being cruel."

Fang Yuan made a joke.

Qiao Weidong waved his hand: "Order, order casually, isn't it just for a meal? If you want to order, I'm in a hurry with you! Come on, Yingzi, show Daddy the way, I want to see, what restaurant can let me eat?" Is your daughter so concerned?"

"Everyone come with me!"

Qiao Yingzi led the way.

Song Qian glanced at Xiaomeng who didn't dare to look directly at her, snorted coldly, and followed.

Qiao Weidong came over.

"Hey, Song Qian."

"What are you doing, stay away from me."

Song Qian moved a few steps aside in disgust.

Qiao Weidong sneered, "What's wrong with you today?"

"What's wrong with me?"

"I mean, why did you agree to have dinner with us?"

"I was eating with my daughter, and someone was willing to pay for it. Why didn't I come for such a good thing."

Qiao Weidong's face became even more wretched: "No, I'm afraid it's not that simple. Look at you, you're dressed so beautifully today, you must have something planned."

"I said Qiao Weidong, you are sick, what I wear has nothing to do with you, hurry up and take care of your mistress, don't bother me!"

After finishing speaking, Song Qian kicked Qiao Weidong with her high heels and walked away!

"you!"

Behind him, Xiao Meng turned pale with anger.

Although Song Qian had scolded him several times as a mistress, but never heard of this kind of address, she couldn't get angry.

In addition, my boyfriend and his ex-wife were talking and laughing.

It made her even more angry.

"It's okay, Xiaomeng, she is just like that, don't take it to heart."

Qiao Weidong grinned in pain.

Don't forget a few words of comfort.

"Old Joe, it's you who is a man!!"

On the side, Fang Yuan made a joke, and followed Ji Shengli to keep up with the large army.

"Both of you don't even have a good word for me!"

Qiao Weidong cursed.

A group of people came to Yipin Canteen.

"Brother Lin Mo!"

"It's Yingzi."

As soon as Lin Mo stood up, he saw a large army walking into the small shop.

Oh, they are all familiar faces.

Fang Yifan, Lin Leier, Fang Yuan, Dong Wenjie, Ji Yangyang, Ji Shengli...

Are all three families alive?

No one will fall!

"Brother Lin Mo, I see that there are three tables left at your door. We have booked all three tables today. It happens to be one table for each family."

I heard Qiao Yingzi say that.

Lin Mo was taken aback for a moment, thinking during the day whether all five tables can be booked out today.

It really came true!

At this time, Song Qian walked to the front: "Boss Lin, there is a treat today, and we have reserved the three tables for you."

"Yes, we've packed it, everyone, let's order! Boss, do you have a private room here?"

Qiao Weidong walked up to him.

Lin Mo glanced at Song Qian.

Immediately understood.

Dare to feel that Song Qian sent herself a big grievance today.

Well, today's orders are going to explode!

"Sorry, I don't have a box here."

"Ah, there are no private rooms, so... shall we share a table? Exactly three tables."

"Okay, you pay the best!"

As soon as Fang Yuan said this, everyone giggled.

"Then share the table! Boss, give me a recipe, and I'll order."

Before Lin Mo could speak.

Song Qian snatched the conversation away, and said mockingly: "You say you're old-fashioned, but you still don't admit it, and you still use recipes in what age. At Boss Lin's place, just order whatever you want, and he has it all!"

"Such a big tone? I want to eat Buddha jumping over the wall, does he have this too?"

"Yes!" It's not good to pick anything, but it's Buddha jumping over the wall.

Lin Mo pointed to the kitchen: "It just happened to be stewing today!"

Qiao Weidong: "..."

"No way, is there really a Buddha jumping over the wall?"

Qiao Weidong walked into the kitchen, opened the urn, and found that it was really Buddha jumping over the wall.

Upon smelling, the strong fragrance stimulated Qiao Weidong's taste buds.

"It smells so good! It looks good!"

"We want all of this pot."

Qiao Weidong waved his hand.

"Is there a big blue dragon?"

"Have!"

Lin Mo walked into the ice room, holding a lively big green dragon: "Is it fresh enough?"

Qiao Weidong: "..."

"Two!"

"Also, some more stir-fried vegetables, do you have chicken?"

"Yes, what do you want to do?"

"It's too late to stew. If you do this, stir-fry."

"OK, no problem."

Eighteen dishes were finalized with Qiao Weidong.

"How much? I'll pay first."

Qiao Weidong opened his wallet and took out a wad of money, about one or two thousand.

Seeing this, Song Qian and Qiao Yingzi suddenly burst out laughing.

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay, Dad." Qiao Yingzi suppressed a smile and waved his hands again and again.

Qiao Weidong was dumbfounded.

At this time, Lin Mo noticed that there was another person behind the crowd.

"This person is... Xiaomeng?"

Qiao Weidong's girlfriend.

Why is she here? !

Look at Song Qian again.

No wonder it looks so beautiful today.

Don't you want to stage a scene where you tear up the mistress?

If this is really a fight.

My tableware was broken, should I settle the claim, or should I settle the claim?

Smacking his lips, Lin Mo listed the menu and handed it to Qiao Weidong.

"Hello, Mr. Qiao, eighteen dishes, a total of fourteen thousand eight hundred and fifty."

"Oh, one... many, how much!?!"

Qiao Weidong reacted!

I heard the price of more than 1.

On his forehead, the few remaining hairs exploded in an instant!

"More than 4000! Boss, are you right?!"

"There are prices on the menu, and the price is clearly marked in this store. You can confirm it before paying." Lin Mo explained lightly.

Qiao Weidong glanced at the menu.