When Jiang Xiaoli opened the door and saw Dafu, she started laughing hysterically while clutching her stomach.

Dafu was completely confused. "What's wrong?"

Zong Jia pulled the laughing little girl up from the ground and pressed her into a chair.

He turned to Dafu and explained, "Dayuan was gloating that you were unlucky enough to miss out on this meal, and you went inside right after that."

Dafu slapped Zhong Yuan, saying, "Trying to eat it all by yourself? Dream on!"

Zhong Yuan was extremely frustrated. "The old saying goes that Qin Province is a strange place, but it doesn't mean that people from Qin Province are strange when they go to other places. I was just talking about you, and you're back!"

Li Guizhi smiled as she brought over the last dish, "Alright, I've made so many dishes, you can eat as much as you want! You're such a bunch of immature kids, even fighting over food."

Jiang Xiaoli picked up a piece of braised eggplant with her chopsticks and said, "Mom, you don't understand, it tastes better when you fight over it!"

Li Guizhi sighed helplessly, "Fine, fine! You always have so many fallacies!"

After eating and drinking her fill, Jiang Xiaoli's drowsiness was chased away, and she lay on the sofa, aimlessly pressing the TV remote.

Seeing her like this, Zong Jiayu couldn't help but go back into the house to get his camera and take a picture.

With a "click," the image froze.

Jiang Xiaoli turned to look at him in confusion, and then there was another "click".

She saw Zong Jia jump up with the murder weapon in his hand, "Oh, you! You deliberately took an unflattering picture of me, didn't you?"

She reached out to grab the camera from his hand, but Zong Jia raised his hand high, saying, "Little Pear is beautiful, not ugly at all."

"If it's not ugly, give me the camera! What kind of hero are you, holding it up that high?"

As she was speaking, she tried to step onto the sofa to reach the camera, but Zong Jiayu, worried that she might lose her balance and fall, quickly handed the camera to her.

"It's really not ugly, it's actually very cute."

Seeing that there were only a few frames left on the roll of film, she domineeringly ordered Zong Jia to strike a few cute poses and snap a bunch of photos.

After the photo was taken, she exclaimed, "Brother Yuan! It's time to rekindle our friendship!"

Zhong Yuan looked at her speechlessly, "Little Pear, do you have to be so realistic? Is our friendship maintained by transactions?"

Jiang Xiaoli thought for a moment, then nodded, "Indeed, that's not a good idea."

Just as Zhong Yuan was about to agree, he noticed that in addition to the film roll, the man also had a ten-yuan bill in his hand.

Dafu, watching from the side, laughed until tears streamed down his face. "Dayuan, I didn't expect you to be so cheap at developing photos. Get some for me next time!"

Go find somewhere cool to stay!

Zhong Yuan, who originally intended to watch the excitement, ended up with a job developing photos instead.

Without further ado, he got up and went to work. "Hey guys, see you at the restaurant this afternoon. Tell Xin Xin for me!"

Zhong Yuan is a photography enthusiast, and his new house has a special darkroom for developing photos.

In fact, he had already become the go-to photo developing expert for several friends.

After thinking about it, Zhong Yuan actually felt that receiving 10 yuan today was a profit!

Around 4 PM, Jiang Xiaoli called Hu Jingxin, and the three of them set off to pick her up.

Zong Jia drove Jiang Xiaoli and Hu Jingxin, Da Fu drove Chang Yue and Yan Chengcheng, and Ren Zhiyi and Zhong Yuan all drove from their homes to the restaurant.

The restaurant we're having dinner at today was booked by Zhong Yuan; it looks very upscale.

Upon entering the store, Yan Chengcheng whispered, "With this kind of environment, I feel like you could sell stinky tofu for an astronomical price here!"

Jiang Xiaoli glanced at the menu and gave her an approving look.

Chang Yue glanced at the menu following her gaze, and immediately lost control of her expression.

Logically speaking, their 307 Clothing Company is doing very well, and the company has distributed dividends twice. Chang Yue has long since surpassed the spending level of an ordinary college student.

Even so, she couldn't help but complain, "Is the hot and sour shredded potatoes this shop sells made of gold? 38 yuan a serving? I could buy a whole truckload of potatoes with 38 yuan!"

Hearing her words, Hu Jingxin also picked up a menu and looked at it. She muttered, "A serving of 'Lantern-Shaped Beef' is 158 yuan... A serving of 'Boiled Sliced ​​Pork' is 199 yuan... A serving of 'Sichuan Pepper Bamboo Shoot Fish' is 358 yuan..."

She turned to Zhong Yuan, looking confused. "Yuan, are you sure you didn't bring us to a shady place?"

Zhong Yuan, who was drinking water, choked and coughed. He quickly explained, "Order whatever you want. I've been to this restaurant before. Although the prices of this dish are a bit outrageous, the taste is really good."

Jiang Xiaoli couldn't help but ask, "Is it just a little outrageous?"

The most expensive dish at her mother's Guizhi Restaurant is only 158 yuan, and that's a big dish that needs to be prepared two or three days in advance!

What makes this store so special?!

Soon all the dishes they ordered were served. They looked very appealing, but everyone was more concerned about the taste of the dishes.

Jiang Xiaoli's first goal was the most expensive dish: Sichuan-style spicy bamboo shoot fish.

The fish has a delicate texture and a delicious flavor, which pairs perfectly with the Sichuan peppercorn flavor.

The dining table fell eerily quiet for a moment, with chopsticks flying everywhere, as if a second's delay would mean no food left.

Jiang Xiaoli tasted every dish one by one, and she had to admit that this "shady restaurant" was something else!

My taste buds, which had long been spoiled by Li Guizhi, were surprised time and time again.

Even Chang Yue, who initially complained that 38 yuan a serving of shredded potatoes was too expensive, couldn't help but exclaim, "Buying a whole basket of potatoes wouldn't taste as good as this serving!"

Jiang Xiaoli asked curiously, "Brother Yuan, what's the background of the chef at this restaurant?"

Zhong Yuan then proudly raised an eyebrow, "Now you're convinced, aren't you? The head chef of this restaurant is the eldest apprentice of our state banquet chef, he's a professional!"

Yan Chengcheng's mouth dropped open in surprise, "Such delicious food was made by an apprentice? How amazing must the chef at a state banquet be!"

The meal left everyone thoroughly convinced, and even Zong Jiayu patted Zhong Yuan on the shoulder and praised him, "Well done!"

Zhong Yuan became even more smug, "When it comes to eating, drinking, and having fun, I'm a professional!"

Seeing him like this, Hu Jingxin couldn't help but mutter, "Conspicuous brat!"

"Hahaha!"

After the meal, Zhong Yuan didn't forget to cultivate good relationships with Yan Chengcheng and Ren Zhiyi, "Chengcheng, Zhiyi, are you done eating?"

Yan Chengcheng rubbed her stomach, "I'm so full, it was so delicious!"

Ren Zhiyi nodded, "Thank you for the hospitality."

Zhong Yuan waved his hand dismissively, "Hehe, we just wanted to bribe you!"

Ren Zhiyi instantly understood his meaning, but Yan Chengcheng retorted, "Bribe us? What do we have to offer as bribes?"

Jiang Xiaoli leaned over and told Yan Chengcheng about how she had called Hu Jingxin away yesterday, and Yan Chengcheng blushed with embarrassment.

"Um, Brother Yuan, I didn't know Xin Xin was on a date with you..."

Zhong Yuan laughed and said, "I know you didn't mean it, but isn't this just a precaution for the future, hehe."

Hu Jingxin pinched his waist shyly, "What nonsense are you talking about!"