Chapter 402： Ye Wangchuan brought the ‘normal’ mutton to eat

Chapter 402 The "normal" lamb that Ye Wangchuan brought to eat

Qiao Nian didn’t know that anyone he met on the campus of National Tsing Hua University knew Fu Ge.

She has taken the car to a very authentic shop where someone proposed to cook lamb.

"Miss Joe, here it is."

The car entered a quaint alley and stopped outside. They walked in. It was Saturday, and Ye Wangchuan took her to a tourist attraction. The narrow alley was full of bustling tourists, Shannanhai. There are accents from the north, and there are many small shops of ten square meters on both sides of the road, selling porcelain, antiques and beaded necklaces for ten dollars.

She thought it would take a long time to get to the place he said to eat. Who knew they would walk around and around, they had stopped in front of a courtyard.

Before the street, you can hear the chattering of bustling tourists. A distance of one street away, the winding path here is quiet and relaxing.

There is also a big osmanthus tree planted in front of the door.

October osmanthus fragrant, the faint osmanthus scent can be smelled all the way.

Gu San seemed to be familiar with this place, and said with a smile, "Miss Qiao, this is the place. This mutton soup is very delicious. It can be said that the most authentic mutton soup in Beijing. His family needs to reserve a place half a year in advance, and most people still eat it. Nothing."

Qiao Nian raised his eyes, looked at the green brick and green tiled eaves in front of him, and said leisurely: "Um, I can see it."

Beijing Siheyuan, Yuan Yongqin bought her one.

9 digits.

The location is not as good as this, and not as big as this.

Opening a store and selling lamb in such a place is basically a private dish.

As long as the word “private house” is used, it is not a place where it can be eaten casually.

The price is as authentic as the taste!

Ordinary people in these places may not even hear the name, nor will they appear on some review apps. After all, ordinary people can't afford it, let alone comment on the taste.

"Let's go." Ye Wangchuan was familiar with the road here and led Qiao Nian in.

Qiao Nian doesn’t matter, she can afford to eat herself, but she can’t reserve a place, so she followed in casually.

Only Gu San watched the two of them more casually than one, and then thought about how excited he was just now, touched the tip of his nose, and followed him.

The courtyard is as big as Qiao Nian thinks, inside is the style of old Beijing city, the decoration is not exquisite, there is no set of pavilions in the south, more the rough atmosphere of northern architecture.

The boss here seems to know Ye Wangchuan very well.

As soon as they entered, the boss greeted him. After seeing Ye Wangchuan, he couldn't stop smiling. He frequently looked in her direction and didn't know what he said.

Qiao Nian didn't matter, his dark eyes looked around lazily.

Soon the boss found a space in the box for them and sent the pot up.

I also brought a red dipping saucer that was different from sesame sauce.

Ye Wangchuan picked up the dipping dish with a beautiful hand, and placed it in front of the girl who was sitting sideways playing with her mobile phone, and said in a low voice, “It’s a bit spicy, I can’t stand it later and tell me that I will ask the boss to change it for you.”

Gu San couldn't turn his eyes when he looked at the red oil dipping dish that was brought up. I sighed with emotion, if other guests who came here saw this dipping dish, they would definitely have their eyes falling out!

No way, people in Beijing who like to cook mutton, who doesn’t know that this private kitchen is very strict, this is not allowed, then don’t.

If you don’t follow the boss’s rules, don’t come here for dinner in the future.

(End of this chapter)