Chapter 283

Hearing this, cen Qinghe suddenly leaned forward, lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "Hey, do you see the way the waiter looked at us just now?"

Shang Shaocheng was suspicious and said, "what's the matter?"

CEN Qinghe kept smiling and whispered: "she didn't think I was a female bandit when she looked at me. I guess she thought I was a rich second generation. You are my little white face."

Voice down, Shang Shaocheng immediately black face, gloomy staring at Cen Qinghe, see she is not afraid, also do not know how to laugh, he deep voice teasing, "where do you like rich second generation, dress like my aunt."

CEN Qinghe didn't like it and said, "I think I'm a rich woman. Anyway, she looks at you with sympathy. She thinks that you are such a fairy grass, how can you get in my head?"

She is good at making fun of others, and she is also good at making fun of herself.

It doesn't matter if you don't dress up to your age. It doesn't matter if you have a plain face facing the sky. You still have a pair of swollen eyes. Without looking in the mirror, cen Qinghe could think that even if he didn't look like his aunt, at least he had to look like his old aunt.

Shang Shaocheng didn't smile, but said, "which eye of yours looks like a little white face?"

CEN Qinghe didn't want to say: "you're not good-looking?"

Shangshao city is silent.

From small to large, there are many people who praise him for his good-looking, and he has heard a lot of words that don't pay attention to his appearance, but no one has ever used a little white face to describe a man who is good-looking.

No one dares.

He pulls a face to look at her, cen Qinghe seems to have been given a point to smile, has been happy.

Shang Shaocheng glared at her and said in a deep voice: "don't laugh, it's more ugly to laugh."

CEN Qinghe didn't like the reply: "even if I don't smile, I'm not as good-looking as you."

His eyes were cold, and she was addicted to teasing him.

Fortunately, the waiter came to serve the dishes, otherwise they would have to fight again.

The first dish on the menu is spicy cod. The dishes in Northeast China are all big. They are full of a large plate of COD with sauce, and the red ones on them are all peppers. They were starving. At this time, their taste buds and vision were stimulated at the same time. Cen Qinghe quickly drew out two pairs of convenient chopsticks, one of which was handed to Shang Shaocheng.

"Please bring us two bowls of rice first." CEN Qinghe was already hungry. He told the clerk and immediately put a piece of COD in his mouth.

"Well... That's the taste." People in the most hungry time to eat a favorite food, that kind of satisfaction, give her a queen she will not change.

Shangshao city is also hungry. Since he can remember, he hardly knows what it's like to be hungry. But as soon as he came to her hometown, he was hungry and cold. He didn't believe that she couldn't conquer him.

CEN Qinghe looked at him and asked him, "how is it? Is it delicious“

Shang Shaocheng said, "I'm so hungry that I don't recognize my family. I feel delicious whatever you want me to eat."

CEN Qinghe said: "you eat slowly, there are still many things behind."

Just then, the waiter came over with two plates, "this plate is filled with pickled vegetables, this plate is made of three delicacies, soy sauce and vinegar are all on the table."

CEN Qinghe took two small dishes from the side, and then picked up the bottle of vinegar, she said: "do you eat soy sauce vinegar?"

Shang Shaocheng said, "don't pour me vinegar."

CEN Qinghe asked: "do you eat dumplings without vinegar?"

He raised his eyelids. "Do you have a problem?"

CEN Qinghe replied with a smile: "I'm sorry for jiaozi, but I can't bring it to the extreme."

Shangshao city said coldly: "worry is not afraid of rotten lungs, chili oil."

CEN Qinghe took the bottle of chili oil and poured a lot for both of them.

"Here you are." She handed him a small dish of soy sauce and chili oil.

After shangshaocheng took it, he took a dumpling filled with three delicacies, dipped it in seasoning and ate it.

CEN Qinghe said, "is it delicious?"

"Well." He nodded, rarely giving a positive comment.

CEN Qinghe complacently said: "if you look for a restaurant in Northeast China, the dumplings will not taste bad."

"It's like the dumpling house gave you the publicity fee. Are you the spokesman of dumplings?"

CEN Qinghe blew the dumpling in the middle of the chopsticks and calmly said, "I speak for my hometown, and I don't charge publicity fees."

With that, she stuttered one at a time. When the taste of pure sauerkraut opened in her mouth, she was so excited that her eyebrows frowned. She resisted the impulse to stamp her feet and trembled with chopsticks.

Shang Shaocheng looked at her in disgust and said, "is Parkinson a criminal?"

CEN Qinghe swallowed the food in his mouth and said: "you should try this pickled cabbage stuffing, it's delicious!"

Shang Shao city is still a look of disgust, light way: "don't eat."

"Why not? It's really delicious. "

"I don't eat sour food."

CEN Qinghe was particularly dissatisfied with Shang Shaocheng's answer. She warmly recommended, "try it. The acid of sauerkraut is not the same as that of vinegar."

Shangshaocheng also sandwiched a dumpling filled with three delicacies, dipped in the sauce and said: "no, I'll eat this very well."

CEN Qinghe was obsessive-compulsive. He pushed the plate of pickled cabbage dumplings two inches in front of him and said in a hurry, "I beg you. You try one. If it's not delicious, you spit it out."

Shang Shao city is eating well, she told him to vomit, he immediately glared at her.

CEN Qinghe frowned and said in a voice, "you don't eat dumplings filled with pickled vegetables when you come to Northeast China. That doesn't mean you've come in vain."

Shangshaocheng immediately hissed and asked, "do you have to dig coal to go to Shanxi?"

CEN Qinghe can't wait to share the delicious food with him, but he is not on the road. She is so impatient that she immediately picks up her chopsticks and puts one into his dipping plate.

Shang Shaocheng frowned, and Cen Qinghe pretended to be serious and said, "our friendship, can't I let you eat a dumpling?"

People familiar with shangshao city all know that he really doesn't eat sour food, which is the same reason that some people don't like coriander and others don't like durian.

But Cen Qinghe couldn't bear it. How could anyone in the world not eat dumplings filled with pickled vegetables?

"If I don't force you to be jealous, you will taste a dumpling, and it's not as sour as you think. I promise it's absolutely delicious, and you will fall in love with it."

Shang Shaocheng looked at the dumplings on his plate, frowned and glanced at Cen Qinghe, and said, "is this restaurant doing you any good?" She recommended him so hard.

CEN Qinghe said: "if I'm obsessive-compulsive, you should buy me one at a time to stop and try one, otherwise I can't eat this meal well."

Shang Shaocheng thought, you feed me, you feed me, I eat.

At the bottom of his heart, he tried to bear the ambiguity in her eyes.

In the end is like her, so even if she asked him to do not like things, in order to win her a smile, he will do.

With chopsticks in his left hand, he picked up dumplings dipped in soy sauce and chili oil. Shang Shaocheng hesitated to put them in his mouth.

CEN Qinghe said: "a bite, a stomp, eat."

Shang Shaocheng looked at her and said, "what's the advantage?"

CEN Qinghe said, "it's really delicious."

Shang Shaocheng is not moved, "I give you face, what do you give me?"

CEN Qinghe asked: "you say, what do you want?"

Shangshaocheng said: "I come to winter city these days, you give me local company."

CEN Qinghe didn't want to, and immediately replied, "little things, you don't say I'll treat you."

Smell speech, Shang Shaocheng also pour happy, suddenly open mouth, quickly put dumplings in his mouth. CEN Qinghe saw his jaw bone turning up and down to chew, full of expectation asked: "is it delicious?"

When the sour burst in his mouth for the first second, Shang Shaocheng couldn't help frowning. He quickly swallowed it, and then looked around for something to drink.

CEN Qinghe said, "what's the matter? Isn't it delicious?"

The pure taste of sauerkraut will not disappear immediately because of swallowing, but remains between the lips and teeth. At the moment, Shang Shaocheng is going crazy and wants to scold Cen Qinghe for his immorality, but he can't open his mouth and has nothing to drink at hand. In a hurry, he has to eat a dumpling filled with three fresh ingredients.

A dumpling goes down, the sour and astringent in the mouth is light a lot, Shang Shaocheng stares at Cen Qinghe way: "do you mean to punish me?"

More sour than vinegar!

CEN Qinghe blinked his eyes and said innocently, "I think it's delicious."

Shang Shaocheng said, "you think it's more delicious."

CEN Qinghe see he is really don't like, this just smash it smash mouth, whispered, "no taste."

Originally, shangshaocheng ate very well, because this dumpling filled with pickles almost lost most of his appetite.

In the next few minutes, all kinds of dishes were on the table. There are a lot of big plates on the small long table.

See a bowl of pickled cabbage stewed vermicelli, cen Qinghe immediately pick eyebrow way: "you don't eat pickled cabbage, why order this?"

Shang Shao city looked down slightly and said: "how can you come to Northeast China without ordering this dish, without eating it, and just look at it."

CEN Qinghe straightens his back, takes a deep breath, calms his mind. He doesn't have the same insight with him, and is a generous person.

There were many dishes and bowls in front of them, including several kinds of staple food. Everyone passing by always glanced at them and wondered if they had just been released from the refugee camp.

CEN Qinghe pickled rice with vegetables, ate a mouthful of rice, ate a dumpling, and then a mouthful of cake, a mouthful of staple food, eating Beier steadfast.

Shang Shaocheng saw her delicious food, but she took her away. She ate half a bowl of rice, a plate of dumplings filled with three delicacies, and several half pieces of cakes.

They sat in a warm little restaurant, eating and biting each other. At the end of the meal, when Cen Qinghe put down his chopsticks, he said, "I can still fit my stomach. My mouth is tired."

Especially when biting the cake, it's very hard. I'm tired after chewing.

Shangshaocheng wanted to ridicule her, but when she stopped, she felt a stomachache and ate too much.

Extreme hunger, and then to extreme support, he had never felt in life, all in a day to experience.

Looking at Cen Qinghe in front of him, he said: "do you want to invite a meal for three days?"

CEN Qinghe stretched out his hand to cover his stomach and said, "the rest of the package is enough for you to eat in the hotel these two days."