Looking at the pretty girl, the wine in her mouth became stronger. Aunt Zhuge waved her hand and said, "Come on, men are not good at all."

The whole place was silent and no one dared to respond. Ji Wanqing came over with a smile and said sarcastically, "Who said no? When we introduced each other, you even concealed your marital status. It's obvious that you are not someone you can trust."

Yan Chong was unable to refute and left with a gloomy face.

Ji Wanqing was very interested in this little old lady.

She had a sharp look and relaxed eyebrows, looking cheerful and generous, but her gray hair and rough joints showed that she had suffered a lot when she was young.

"You look like a pretty little girl. Have you just arrived recently?" asked Aunt Zhuge.

Ji Wanqing: "Yes, I just arrived today to visit relatives."

Aunt Zhuge asked, "You look like you're still unmarried, right? Auntie knows this place inside out, why don't you introduce a good man to you? Otherwise, you might end up falling for someone like Xiaoyan when you're not familiar with the place."

"..." How come I couldn't escape the blind date even after changing the table?

Ji Wanqing: "No need, ma'am, my family has introduced me."

"Who is it? Tell me your name and rank, and how I can help you as a staff officer."

"There's no rank. You can tell by her age. My family must have introduced me to someone of similar age."

Aunt Zhuge pouted: "What's wrong with being young? When that nephew was your age, he was already a platoon leader. Your family introduced that guy to you, but now he's not even a platoon leader. By the way, how old are you?"

"nineteen."

"Tsk, isn't that perfect! My nephew is 25 years old this year, six years older than me, and he's already the battalion commander!"

Ji Wanqing smiled and said nothing.

Seeing that the girl was indeed not interested, Aunt Zhuge did not try to persuade her. She said, "If you are not satisfied with the match your family has made for you, just come to me and I will definitely introduce you to a good one!"

When the food arrived, Ji Wanqing agreed: "Thank you very much, Auntie."

Aunt Zhuge brought some brined beef over and said, "Eat more meat. You're so skinny. Your waist isn't even as big as a palm."

"Try the stir-fried meat that the lady ordered. It goes really well with wine."

The two of them finished their meal happily and chatted a little about the customs and people of Hexian County. They found that both of them loved eating and drinking, and their personalities were very similar, so they had a very pleasant chat.

After dinner, she learned that the little girl had been staying in a guesthouse for the past few days, so Aunt Zhuge went back happily.

In the evening, when I was having dinner with my son, daughter-in-law and granddaughter, I was still muttering: "Look at that little girl, she's the best one, she looks good, has a good temper and is straightforward. Let her family introduce that hot shot to us, we have to get her over here!"

Fang Chengde: ...my mother wants to see which little girl is getting angry.

In the afternoon, Ji Wanqing strolled around the county.

He County is not very big, with a population of about 200,000. Since it is close to a military region, many soldiers come here on vacation to replenish supplies and relax, so there is a rich variety of food, drink, and entertainment. There is also a movie theater in the county.

Ji Wanqing bought some small gadgets and new local specialties, had dinner at the state-owned hotel, and then returned to the guesthouse.

There was really nothing to do in the evening, and she almost vomited from watching all the movies and TV series downloaded on her tablet.

Thanks to her for collecting a book from the library, I have nothing to do now and read some real variable functions, linear algebra, and hypnosis.

No, don't look at anything else.

After she became too smart, many books seemed like plain water to her.

It's okay to look at it when you're very thirsty, but when you're not thirsty, you don't even want to touch it.

Ji Wanqing fell asleep in a room with a suitable temperature, and took advantage of the last bit of consciousness to fall on the bed in the guesthouse.

It seems that she can't sleep in the space anymore. If something unexpected happens and someone breaks into the room and finds no one is there, she's done for.

The next day.

Ji Wanqing slept until noon and was not interested in the bland meal at the guesthouse, so she went to the state-owned hotel.

"Hello, I'd like one serving of chicken and mushroom, one serving of steamed pumpkin, and one serving of rice. Thank you."

"Hey! Nice to see you, Xiaoji. Come and sit at the same table with me."

Aunt Zhuge.

Ji Wanqing readily came over and said, "Auntie, I come here every day to eat because I live in the guesthouse. Why don't you cook at home?"

Aunt Zhuge said, "My son and daughter-in-law both have jobs, so they can't come home to cook lunch. We can come out to have a bite to eat."

Ji Wanqing didn't ask about other people's family affairs without hesitation: "Well, the chef of this state-owned hotel is quite good, and the food is better than what we ate in Yunhe."

"Well, my ancestors can cook for me! But we are close to the military region, and the organization has done some ideological work. Do you think they are willing to stay in a small county town?"

Ji Wanqing was curious: "Why don't you just go to the army cafeteria? That way the soldiers can have good food every day."

Aunt Zhuge sighed twice: "You have never thought about it. No matter how good a chef is, it will be the same if he touches a big stove. How can a small pot stir-fry be the same as cooking for several people at once?"

"Yes."

The two chatted and laughed, and became regular dinner partners. Every noon, Aunt Zhuge could meet Ji Wanqing in the state-owned hotel.

After five days, everyone near the guesthouse and the state-owned hotel knew that a new beauty with extraordinary beauty had arrived.

Not only is she beautiful, she is also rich and eats in state-owned hotels every day. Even the deputy head of the group can't stand her. No one knows who can win this beautiful girl.

Aunt Zhuge licked her knife and said, "My son will have a day off tomorrow, so he won't be able to come here for dinner."

The dining partner I reported to you is really considerate.

Ji Wanqing also said: "My relative will be back from his mission tomorrow, I have to go find him."

Alas, I am really reluctant to see such a short friendship between people of different ages end like this.

Aunt Zhuge: "If you have something to do, come to No. 63 Military District Family Compound to find me. Tell the guard your name and greet them in advance. They will let you in."

"Okay." The old lady saw that he was not a simple person, so if something really happened, it would be an alternative.

The two of them had their respective dishes ready, and as usual they exchanged some to taste.

"Chef Zhang is in a bad mood today, so he was too gentle." Ji Wanqing smashed the food. This was the first time that this state-owned restaurant had such substandard dishes.

Aunt Zhuge tasted it and said, "It's almost tasty. Come on, Xiao Liu!"

When Xiao Liu's waiter came over, Aunt Zhuge asked, "Who is the head chef today?"

Xiao Liu: "Our Master Zhou. Oops, look at my memory. I forgot to remind you that our Chef Zhang is on vacation today."

Master Zhou is Chef Zhang's eldest apprentice. They have learned almost the same skills, but an experienced gourmet like Aunt Zhuge can taste the difference.

Aunt Zhuge scolded: "Look, you are reluctant to spend the little money in your pocket! Okay, okay, it's not too hard to eat, go and do your work."

Ji Wanqing tasted it again and said, "Master Zhou, you are not very old, right? How can the taste of kidney be suppressed without strong ingredients? And you don't have enough experience."

After hearing the little girl's story, Aunt Zhuge was curious: "Xiao Ji, can you cook?"

Ji Wanqing said modestly: "I know a little bit. I am better at eating than cooking."

"Hahaha, that's right!" Aunt Zhuge said with a smile, "If you don't know how to make steamed buns, you can't come to our state-owned hotel every day for a feast."

As they were talking and laughing, Aunt Zhuge looked towards the door and her eyes lit up: "Hey Xiaojiang, you're back? How was the training?"