As the shopkeeper of a wine shop, in the aspect eating, Shopkeeper Zhang undoubtedly had the final say. After carefully tasting the large intestines, he picked up a piece of the sweet potato from under and put it in his mouth. So sweet and glutinous, which happened to neutralize the grease of the large intestines. If adding some decorations, it would definitely become one of their signature dishes!

'œI just moved my lips, all the dishes were made by the maids under sister-in-law Song'™s lead. If you like, eat more. This sweet-and-sour fish is also not bad. And that stewed offal. I added a few herbs in it. Have a taste and see how is it compared with that of your restaurant.'

Ling Jingxuan, smiling, enthusiastically introduced different dishes for him. And whichever dish he mentioned, Shopkeeper Zhang'™s eyes would move onto that one, followed by his chopsticks, and every now and then showed an amazed expression. He really didn'™t expect that Ling Jingxuan'™s women cooks were even no worse than their big chefs. Although except that steamed large intestines with rice flour, he had ever eaten the rest dishes, the taste here was different, or he could say much better. The same dishes, how could they make them so differently?

'œBrother Ling, may I see your women cook? These dishes are so good that I wish all the cooks in the restaurant could learn from her.'

Putting down the chopsticks, Shopkeeper Zhang did not hesitate to say, he was also a friend of Ling Jingxuan. So he would say anything he wanted to say and never hid it.

Ling Jingxuan liked his straightforwardness too, but'¦

'œI'™m afraid you can'™t. They are eating food in the kitchen. Having been so busy the whole morning, even if I am their master, I shouldn'™t disturb them now, right?'

Mischievously making a wink, Ling Jingxuan deliberately gave an ambiguous answer. Shopkeeper Zhang who kind of knew about him gave a helpless smile, 'œWhat? Are you going to blackmail me again?'

'œDon'™t make it so scrannel to the ears! Making dishes is also a technique, isn'™t it? Will you teach others your special dishes for free? Shopkeeper Zhang, how about we do some business?'

As long as he was uncharacteristically enthusiastic about introducing him to those dishes, he had already set him a trap. Yan Shengrui who had already seen it through couldn'™t help smiling in the dark. And Shopkeeper Zhang who finally realized it darkened his face. So he got tricked again?

'œUncle Zhang is so stupid. My daddy has never gotten up early without any profit. Uncle Chu once said that if something goes strangely, there will be something fishy behind. He becomes so enthusiastic suddenly, didn'™t you feel it'™s weird?'

pαndα`noνɐ1--сoМ Ling Wen rarely showed children's naïve side. After saying those words, he covered his mouth and snickered, while Ling Wu who was still busying eating totally had no idea what was happening, and still echoed his elder brother habitually, 'œYeah, Uncle Zhang, except us, daddy will be the last person who would be so hospitable to people. You don'™t even know this? No wonder you'™d often get calculated by daddy.'

Unexpectedly, he was ridiculed by two children under the age of five. Shopkeeper Zhang's facial nerve fell into an unprecedented state of breaking down. Seeing that the initiator of all this was still wearing that frank smile, he felt his teeth were itching. So those daddy and sons were on purpose! Definitely!

'œEnough! Don't you see your Uncle Zhang is on the edge of having epilepsy? Eat.'

On the other side, Yan Shengrui seemed to be saying something nice, the word epilepsy nearly drove Shopkeeper Zhang crazy. He'™d break with this family! Four bullying one! Hum! This is so unacceptable!ραпdα `nᴏνɐ| сom

The others did not join in, but the smiles on their faces showed how much fun they had. Shopkeeper Zhang almost used all his will power to control the twitch of his facial nerves, and then he said through his clenched teeth, 'œShall we talk about it slowly later?'

Damn it! He should have owed them a lot in previous life!

'œOK, no problem. All right, brother Zhang, I was just kidding. Come on. Let me propose a toast with the tea representing alcohol!'

Enough of the joke, Ling Jingxuan picked the right time to stop. He picked up a cup of tea and drank it off. The banquet was perfect from any aspect, the only thing was there was no alcohol. It was not that he couldn'™t afford it, but it was that people were prone to making trouble when being drunk. Besides, it was mostly labor workers today. It'™d be a big trouble if they really got drunk and had a fight or what. So from the very beginning, he didn'™t plan to prepare any.

'œThat's more like it.'

Shopkeeper Zhang was not a stingy person, and he was not angry at all actually, just a little depressed. Now he had taken the initiative to apologize, after a little grumble, this matter was over.

'œUncle Sheng, may I propose a toast?'

As the meal time was getting longer and longer, the atmosphere was also getting more and more lively. While everyone was chatting heatedly, Chu Yan who was sitting next to Chu Ci leaned over and whispered something into his ear. After getting his permission, Chu Yan picked up a cup of tea and came before Yan Shengrui. That pretty face that hadn'™t been fully developed showed a slice of nervousness and awe. He was not so familiar with this imperial uncle actually, since most of them time, he was not in the imperial capital. But, as men, be it old or young, they all adored heroes, he was also no exception. So, it was more appropriate to say that he revered of him rather than say he feared of him.

'œWait until your hands stop shaking.'

Glancing at his shaking hands, Yan Shengrui frowned. He did not know why he was kind of unspeakably upset. He simply did not like seeing him showing any signs of fear.

As Chu Yan'™s heard that, his face turned pale and his hands holding the cup reflectively tightened, an injured feeling flashed across his eyes. Then he quickly covered it up and took a deep look at Yan Shengrui. It seemed that he really had quite a lot of instincts. Even though having lost his memories, he still planned to train him?

Chu Ci, who was also watching them, tightened his grip on the cup and then sighed helplessly. Is Yan'™er destined to go that way? So, if this time, if they could win the support of Shengrui, and a Ling Jingxuan who came from nowhere, will Yan'™er and the family's fate be different?

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