Chapter 119 Seven Dishes
After entering Louwailou, several people looked around in a hurry.
The interior is clean and tidy, with several paintings of flowers and birds hanging on the wall, as well as several large-character calligraphy works with the fragrance of ink and unique charm.
There are also words written on calligraphy and paintings. Although they don’t recognize them, they can feel the power of the brush strokes when they see the unrestrained and free-flowing posture of the dragon. In short, they feel awe-inspiring.
The people who were originally noisy also subconsciously lowered their voices.
There are more than ten nanmu square tables and square armchairs in the lobby, some of which are separated by screens with landscape and ink paintings, and some are separated by potted plants.
If you want public seats, there are them; if you want private seats, there are also them. If you want more privacy, you have to go to the second floor, where there is a public lobby with a view of the river, as well as private rooms of various sizes that are very secluded.
It can be said that although the restaurant is small, it is extremely meticulous and every aspect has been taken into consideration, especially the kitchen.
Large and small pots, porcelain pots, oven spatulas, stoves, large and small plates, fish-shaped plates, teacups, wine glasses, luminous cups, refrigerators, microwave ovens, and range hoods
It not only has the ancient kitchen model, but also has modern and convenient kitchen appliances.
All in all, this kitchen is definitely the dream kitchen of chefs, and it has the same meticulous feel as the alchemy room in the apothecary workshop.
Now, the kitchen already has a cook, but there is still no candidate for the alchemist in the potion workshop.
Yun Qimu took out the card "Nuwa made humans out of clay" and looked at it again. The character introduction of Song Wusao was gone, and the blank portrait of Nuwa was restored.
"Why!"
I know that talents are not so easy to find.
"Village Chief Yun." Song Wusao came out of the kitchen softly and gently, bowed to Yun Qimu, and asked with a smile, "Village Chief Yun, what would you like to eat? The kitchen is fully equipped with cooking utensils, but it's just missing some ingredients and seasonings. If you have them, you can start cooking now."
Mrs. Song Wu was a hardworking woman and asked to work on the spot in her own restaurant.
The eyes of the few people who were still looking around suddenly lit up, and they no longer cared about looking at the calligraphy and paintings on the wall, and came over happily.
Pei Yu happily raised his hand and squeezed over, "Ingredients, I have them, I have snow fish meat here."
Yuan An also shook his chubby face, "I have it too, I have it too, I have Mengji beast meat, and I have a lot of seasonings."
He happily took out the seasonings one by one and placed them on a square table outside: salt, vinegar, chili powder, MSG, soy sauce, oyster sauce, star anise, cinnamon. Wow, there was even bean paste.
The children stared in disbelief, their eyes widening as they trembled and asked, "Where did you get all these things? You don't cook, so where did you get all these ingredients?"
"This has to start with my family business." Yuan An raised his head and sighed, his face solemn, as if he was going to tell a very long story.
But Pei Yu, who was waiting to eat the delicious food, didn't tolerate his dithering. He interrupted with a sullen face, "Let's make it short. If you can't make it short, then don't bother. Anyway, the ingredients are enough."
Yuan An choked, "Well, I brought half of these ingredients from outside. Ingredients from outside are also very expensive, and they don't take up much space. I brought what I could carry, and I can sell them at any time to make a profit. As for the MSG, these are drawn from the treasure chest. I don't know why I drew these odds and ends. I can't cook."
This made him very puzzled.
But fortunately it comes in handy now.
Yun Qimu took a look and saw that there were quite a lot of things on the table.
"How about this, Sister Song, I'll leave some starting funds for the restaurant, which can be used to purchase ingredients, seasonings, and food. If you need any ingredients, you can directly go to the Global Village Mission Hall to post a task and then trade with the villagers."
Song Wusao: "What about the purchase price?"
"You decide the price. Now that you're the restaurant's owner, I believe you can do a good job."
Yun Qimu looked at her with full trust, the focus was on his big watery eyes, which were blinking with absolute trust, the kind that would move anyone at first sight.
But the smile on Song Wusao's face remained the same, and the curve of her lips did not change, making it impossible to tell what her emotion was.
"Okay, Village Chief Yun, thank you for your trust."
Then Song Wusao kept smiling and went to discuss the purchase price with Yuan An and others.
Yun Qimu's smile faded, and he pursed his lips as he moved aside to make way for her. He looked at her straight and graceful back with a dim gaze, a little distressed.
Is this a real person?
After collecting all the ingredients, Mrs. Song Wu hung the sign directly on the counter.
Fish Balls in Clear Soup/15 Spirit Coins
Fish Balls/10 Spirit Coins
Smoked Fish/10 Spirit Coins
Song Sao Fish Soup/25 Spirit Coins
Sweet and Sour Pork/25 Spirit Coins
West Lake Vinegar Fish/35 Spirit Coins
Beggar Chicken/45 Spirit Coins
There are seven dishes in total, but they are shockingly expensive.
"Four, forty-five spirit coins! How many treasure chests must Third Brother open to get this?" Yunhe opened his mouth wide, looked at the listings, and swallowed his saliva.
Although I don’t know what these dishes are, just hearing the names makes me feel that they are very impressive and look very delicious.
Yun Qimu's eyes lit up as he looked at the food. He waved his hand generously, "Sister-in-law Song, I want them all. One of each dish."
Song Wusao looked at her with a smile on her face, and her smile seemed to look more genuine now. "Okay, Village Chief Yun."
Yun Qimu smiled and said, "Then I want the table upstairs by the window. Sister Song, just arrange for my food to be delivered upstairs at noon. I'll bring my family to eat together."
"Okay, Village Chief Yun, I will make sure to keep your place." Mrs. Song Wu patted her chest and promised with a smile.
Then she turned to look at Wu Xingyu and the others standing in front of her, and asked with a gentle and eager smile, "Where are these guests, would you like to order? We have limited ingredients, so it's first come, first served."
Pei Yu immediately panicked. How could he miss out on so many delicious dishes? So he kept saying, "Yes, yes, yes, yes. Why don't you want it? Give me one of each."
"Send it upstairs to a window seat. I'll go find my cousin and eat with him."
Then he turned to look at Wu Xingyu and the other two, "Do you want to share a table, or order your own?"
"I" Yuan An glanced at Wu Xingyu.
Wu Xingyu's beautiful face was slumped, and her eyebrows were slightly furrowed. "Let's have it together. If it's not enough, order more."
Pei Yu laughed, "Okay, okay, it's the same old rule. The cost is shared equally, and grabbing the food depends on your hand speed."
Pei Yu was confident in his speed in grabbing food.
But Yuan An's face is a little sagging because he is fat, and his fingers are fat and short, so he can't grab food from others, tut.
But looking at Yunhe, whose soul was already burning with a blazing chuunibyou spirit, and then looking at Wu Xingyu, who was as still as a mountain, he sighed and lowered his head helplessly, "Share the table."
Pangpang sighed, it’s not easy to grab food!
(End of this chapter)
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