Entering the gate of the Jubao building, a huge stone dragon salivates down, with the dragon head down and the dragon body upward. The exquisite carving makes the Dragon feel lifelike.
Just entering the moment, Lu Sen was attracted by the dragon in front of him. He raised his head and said with surprise, "I'll go! What a big dragon
Five floors, the whole restaurant seems to wrap the dragon.
There are not many guests in the hall. There is a certain distance between the tables. There is a double-sided embroidered screen between the two tables. The classical atmosphere lingers in the whole treasure house.
"Mr. Zhao, this way, please!"
Manager Liu showed a standard smile and placed the three in the best position.
Surrounded by three sides, there is a six meter long stage in the west, which is very similar to the stage used to sing big operas in ancient times. There are also some gongs and drums on the stage.
Take your seat.
Manager Liu handed over the dishes to the three people respectively.
Opening the first page of the recipe, Lu Sen was shocked again: "here, a cup of tea costs 1288? Is the tea here made of gold? "
"Oh, roar! I don't know. All the tea here is dew tea introduced from Jiangnan. After a layer of screening, it is sent to the guests. Naturally, this natural thing is much more expensive than the artificial cultivation. "
Facing the strange guest's surprise, manager Liu explained patiently.
But no matter how expensive the tea is, it can't persuade Lu Sen to be heartbroken.
Zhao Shiren bold dry cloud's smile way: "it's OK, today I treat, you open your belly to eat line!"
Looking at the dishes on the menu, Liang Chen chuckled. These are just ordinary dishes with a good name. For example, the dish he is looking at, called feicui Dianzhu, is actually a boiled cabbage decorated with several wolfberry.
Liang Chen is not short of money.
But today, Zhao Shiren came to invite him to have morning tea. He must have another purpose. He didn't say much. He just laughed.
After a morning tea, three people ate 12 snacks, honey chicken feet, steamed spareribs with taro, fried radish cake, radish money belly and so on.
The taste is not bad, but the dishes are also ordinary. There is no difference between Cantonese and Cantonese cuisine.
The only thing that makes Liang Chen feel more comfortable is the shrimp made of tea. The name is very nice. It's called Longjing baked white jade. It tastes crisp. After eating, there is a feeling of lingering fragrance.
"Tut tut! Who am I supposed to be drinking tea here? It turns out to be my most incompetent cousin. Look at him. He gets together with these friends all day long. He doesn't do any business. He just does some useless things
The joy of eating.
There was a sneer behind him.
When he heard this voice, Zhao Shiren's face was obviously gloomy. He was right. The man behind him was his cousin Zhao Shihao, the second generation of officials who could act recklessly by virtue of his family's wealth, power and power.
PATA...
the voice did not fall.
Zhao Shiren's shoulder was heavily patted down by a palm, and then Zhao Shihao's triumphant face appeared in front of Zhao Shiren.
"What's the matter?"
Zhao Shiren, with a gloomy face, looked at Zhao Shihao with disgust and asked.
"It's OK. Didn't you bump into your cousin here for morning tea? Naturally, as a cousin, I will come to say hello to you, otherwise your mother should say that I am impolite again
Zhao Shihao laughed scornfully.
Yin Yang strange Qi said.
Liang Chen then understood that Zhao Shiren's words last night were all true. It seemed that he was in the shadow of Zhao Shihao, and he didn't know what happened that was unacceptable.