However, these dishes on the short table are full of color and fragrance, but they are much better than Yunchuan Zong.

"Take your time, everyone." When the bowl was set, the maid stepped aside and said to the crowd.

"Let's eat together." Gu Fenghua said.

"Thank you for your kindness. I can't break the rules." The maid smiles sweetly and refuses her kindness.

Although Gu Fenghua never thought she was superior, she knew that the hierarchy in the world was not something she could change, so she was not reluctant to do so.

Everyone was attracted by the delicious food. They picked up their chopsticks.

With just one bite, they were shocked again. These dishes not only look delicious, but also smell appetizing. When you eat them, they leave a long aftertaste. I don't know where the cooks from Yunhe chamber of commerce are. Even if they are not as good as Bai Pang's cooking skills, they are better than many famous chefs in Tianji continent. In addition, the ingredients used are all special products of LINGJI region, which makes them more delicious.

Since they came to lingjiyu, they have never tasted so delicious food except by themselves, and they have enjoyed it all.

I don't know when, there is a melodious sound of Qin in my ear, which seems to be a feast for them, showing a different elegance.

Tasting this rare food, listening to the beautiful sound of the piano, people's mood is not as comfortable as before.

"Is the meal satisfactory?" When they had almost eaten, the maid next to them asked with a sweet smile.

"Satisfied, satisfied. I haven't had such a delicious meal for a long time." White fat man full of praise said.

"That's good. These are all made by my son himself." Hearing his praise, the maid was even more happy and relieved.

"Young master, which young master?" The white fat man didn't think much either. He asked while eating.

"Of course, it's Mr. Zhu Tongguang." The maid gave him a strange look and replied.

Patta! The white fat man's chopsticks fell to the ground.

The room, which was originally full of joy, suddenly became quiet. Gu Fenghua and others also stopped their chopsticks, looking very stiff.

Just now, when I tasted these dishes, I still felt that they were delicious, but now, I suddenly feel like chewing wax, tasteless.

"What's the matter?" Noticing their strange look, the maid asked. I was also a little uneasy: did I accidentally say something wrong, but I only said a few words, how could I say something wrong?

Although she was raised by the Yunhe chamber of Commerce since childhood, she naturally worked for the chamber of Commerce when she grew up. However, limited by her identity, she had a very limited understanding of Zhu Tongguang. Therefore, she did not know his bad habits. Of course, she did not know how harmful her words were to Gu Fenghua and others.

"These dishes are really the dead end... Made by Zhu Tongguang?" White fat man picked up chopsticks, forced out a smile asked.

Heart secretly pray: listen to wrong, that dead sleeve how can make such a good dish, must be I listen to wrong.

Unfortunately, his wish failed, the truth of the fact, more terrible than he imagined.

"Yes, every dish is made by my son himself. I'm afraid it doesn't taste good. He has tasted every dish." Said the maid honestly.

"What, what do you say?" As a result, the white fat man shook his hand and the chopsticks fell to the ground again.