In the private room, Xin Yunmao and the middle-aged manager were still in a silent confrontation, but a male waiter came in with a tray. He held a delicate wine set in his hands and looked at the middle-aged manager at a loss, not knowing whether to go in or out.

When the middle-aged manager saw the waiter serving the dishes, he thought that the timing was perfect and he could avoid the customer's questioning, so he hurriedly said, "Come in, otherwise the taste of the wine will deteriorate. This is our specialty Takegami sake."

"Bamboo has always been one of the three friends of winter. Common sake is usually drunk hot, but our Takegami sake is drunk cold. The specially brewed sake is poured into bamboo tubes produced in Matsuyama, which can better reflect the aroma of the sake." The middle-aged manager smiled and said, "Please hurry up and drink it. The change in sake temperature will affect the taste." Drink it

quickly, drink it quickly, drink some wine to get around the topic just now.

On the exquisite small plate were two exquisite bamboo cups, which were smaller than the common white wine cups. The slightly cold bamboo cups were covered with a thin layer of frost and filled with shiny sake. There was also dry ice hidden under the flowers next to the small plate. When it was placed on the table, it was filled with smoke and floated like a fairyland.

Xin Yunmao crossed his arms and glanced at it nonchalantly, without even reaching for the wine: "This is not a bamboo tube produced in Songshan."

"It's like this, Zhudu has been purchasing fresh bamboo from Songshan, airlifting it to the store and then making it into bamboo tubes. The place of origin is also written on our purchase order, and we can take it out for you to check."

"Why do you need to look at the purchase order? It can't be seen at a glance." Xin Yunmao raised his eyebrows, "This is bamboo produced in Tongshan."

The middle-aged manager was stunned when he heard this. He had done his homework and knew the location of Songshan, but he really didn't know where Tongshan was.

Everyone took out their mobile phones and checked the Internet, and found that Tongshan and Songshan were in the same province, and the two mountains were not far apart.

The middle-aged manager felt a little uneasy when facing Xin Yunmao's expressionless face. He ordered someone to go to the kitchen and ask the person in charge of purchasing whether the bamboo was from Songshan or Tongshan.

A moment later, a person dressed as a chef hurried over and explained, "Manager, it is indeed bamboo from Tongshan. Recently, the varieties in the Songshan area are not very good, so we switched to Tongshan green bamboo. In fact, we used to mix the two types, but we usually only wrote Songshan when registering the information. Neither of them will affect the taste, so customers can drink it with confidence."

"Such an important matter, why didn't you write it down at the time?" The middle-aged manager's face turned pale, his tone was mixed with a hint of hatred, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Who will be tired if I write Tongshan!"

If it is clearly written on the purchase order, there will be no picky customers.

The chef who was inexplicably angered: "?" But who cares about the registered place of bamboo? Aren't even the species the same?

Chu Zhishui was having a hard time holding back her laughter. Seeing the chef being scolded, she gently said, "It's okay, Tongshan is Tongshan, drink it together."

The middle-aged manager swallowed his anger. He bowed to the two of them and apologized, saying, "I'm really sorry. It's indeed our inaccurate expression that brought you such a bad dining experience."

Chu Zhishui was not particularly wicked. She didn't dare to say that the experience was good. Every time she came, she felt that the manager was like a domineering smiling tiger. This was the first time she saw him being so humble, mainly because Xin Yunmao was very strict.

At this moment, the waitress came in with a tray with beautiful desserts on it. On Zhuyeqing's plate was a pudding covered with caramel, dotted with bright red strawberries, and topped with a fresh bamboo leaf.

High-end Japanese restaurants add plant elements to their menus according to the seasons. The chef uses novel designs to enhance the taste of the food. The theme of Bamboo Capital throughout the four seasons is "bamboo", so naturally every dish will reflect this.

Xin Yunmao glanced at the bamboo leaves and said calmly, "This bamboo leaf..."

"..." When the middle-aged manager heard that the other party was going to comment on the dishes again, he instantly showed a desperate look, his stiff body was like a dead tree trunk, and he could only sigh that a botanist and gourmet who studies bamboo had appeared from nowhere.

Fortunately, Chu Zhishui also felt that they had been lingering for too long, and it was still most important to eat seriously. She held the caramel and fresh fruit pudding plate in one hand and the thin-handled silver spoon in the other, leaning over to pass it to Xin Yunmao opposite, and gently persuaded him: "Okay, eat something, don't you like sweet and sour food?"

He had been arguing for a long time and should be hungry.

If he likes fruit tea, this should be similar.

As soon as the dessert was brought to Xin Yunmao, the green fragrance of freshly cut strawberry pieces filled the air, and the sweet aroma of caramel flowed in the air, completely hooking away his thoughts of continuing to find fault.

When she deliberately softened her voice, her words were always gentle and pleasant, like feathers brushing across one's heart, bringing a soft, tingling illusion, or like a kitten's soft claws scratching again and again, attracting attention.

Xin Yunmao stopped talking abruptly. He glanced at the caramel pudding in front of him, then at her bright smile, his Adam's apple moving up and down slightly, and whispered, "It's not appropriate in public, is it?"

Chu Zhishui: "?"

Chu Zhishui lowered her eyes to look at the pudding and spoon in her hands, then looked up at him sitting upright with a tense expression, as if he didn't know whether to open his mouth or not. In an instant, she understood his unusual way of thinking.

Her face flushed, and she said rather shamefully: "What are you thinking about? I told you to take the spoon and eat it yourself!"

She handed him the dessert spoon out of consideration, and did not scoop a spoonful of pudding over.

He actually thought she was going to feed him! How shameless!

Chu Zhishui was almost driven crazy by him, and could not help but raise her voice. This was impossible before. She never made high decibels in Japanese restaurants, but now she tried to wake up his foggy head.

"...Oh."

Xin Yunmao took the spoon with regret, his guilty eyes drifted to the side, and he honestly ate the caramel pudding, which was full of smooth and sweet taste, mixed with a hint of sour berries.

The middle-aged manager quickly saw the opportunity to slip out. He asked the waiter to continue delivering the dishes, but he did not dare to stay in the private room, for fear that Xin Yunmao would grab his pigtails and ask him to tell the truth about the ingredients.

After that, the waiters were silent as dumb, and did not dare to explain any dishes anymore, for fear of being criticized again

. Chu Zhishui pushed the dishes in front of Xin Yunmao and found that he might have an appetite after the bar. She pushed a plate to him, and he would eat a plate, cleaning the battlefield cleanly, which was completely different from the lazy and absent-minded appearance when he first entered the room.

When checking out, Chu Zhishui handed the membership card to the waitress, who swiped the card with the machine skillfully and suggested, "You still have some money on your card. We have a top-up discount now. Do you want to know more about it?"

"No."

"But the remaining amount may not be enough for next time..."

"It's okay. I don't want to top up and I don't want the card anymore."

Chu Zhishui and Xin Yunmao got up one after another. After dining together, they prepared to leave Zhudu.

"You don't want your membership card anymore?" The waitress panicked, "That's not good. You should keep it. It may be useful."

Zhudu membership cards have a certain amount of top-up requirements, and they also give away some small services from time to time. Some people even rent or resell them privately.

Chu Zhishui smiled gently: "No need, I'll give it to you."

She estimated that she would not come to Yinhai City often in the future. Even if she was on a business trip occasionally, she would not have to go to Zhudu. The past life was like the past, and it had little to do with her future.

The waitress didn't dare to respond, and hurriedly ran to find someone.

When the middle-aged manager heard the news, he hurried over and forced a smile: "Hello, it's like this, because today you two have a not very pleasant dinner, so I have just said hello, the set meal price is 40% off for you, please don't leave a bad impression on Zhudu."

The manager dared to be gloomy in the past, but he relied on the fact that the customers didn't understand and could argue with the bad reviews. This time, he really met an expert, who not only made sushi on the spot, but also exposed the origin of bamboo. If it got out, it would undoubtedly destroy the reputation of Zhudu's high-end ingredients. Xin Yunmao spoke very logically, and Chu Zhishui was holding a membership card. No matter how you look at it, the two of them have the demeanor of hidden gourmets.

Chu Zhishui said warmly: "No, we are all very happy."

She didn't know whether Xin Yunmao was happy or not, anyway, she was amused by the manager today.

The middle-aged manager was frightened when he saw Chu Zhishui's smile. He had met many distinguished guests in Zhudu. He was afraid of people like Xin Yunmao who just turned his face away, but he was most afraid of people who smiled and couldn't tell what they were thinking. Chu Zhishui looked friendly, but who knew what she would do when she stepped out of the door.

People think about others the same way they think about themselves. It must be said that the manager thought badly of Chu Zhishui.

The middle-aged manager hesitated and said, "How about this, I will use my authority to give you two a free meal today. You are welcome to come to Zhudu next time. We will definitely provide better ingredients and services."

Chu Zhishui was stunned and quickly declined, "That's really not necessary."

Xin Yunmao raised his eyebrows in dissatisfaction, "If it's so bad, there will be a next time? Didn't you say I can make it easily?"

"..."

The middle-aged manager asked the waiter to give them a free meal and refund the amount that had just been paid. Regardless of their resistance, he stubbornly stuffed the membership card into Chu Zhishui's hand and said with a smile: "The set meal just now is free for you because you are a member of our store. We will continue to push new product news to you in the future. We will invite you two to participate in the private Zhudu new product tasting event. We look forward to your valuable suggestions for our new seasonal menus at that time."

Chu Zhishui: "?" Are you a masochist? He mocked you for asking him to come?

She was a member before but had never heard of a tasting event. It was probably Xin Yunmao's operation that opened her eyes.

The middle-aged manager pushed the door to send the two people away. He watched the backs of the two people leaving. He finally felt alive and finally sent the Buddha away smoothly.

Outside the building, the night was thick and dark.

The lights on the bustling street were brilliant. Chu Zhishui and Xin Yunmao stood by the roadside waiting for a car to return to the Yinhai Bureau Guesthouse.

Xin Yunmao habitually put one hand in his pocket. His eyes swept across her face soaked in light, and suddenly said, "You seem very happy now."

Without the depression before the meal, the whole person was quite bright.

"Yes, today is the happiest meal I have ever had in Zhudu. It is even more novel than the first time I came here." Chu Zhishui waved the membership card in his hand and smiled, "It's not because of the free bill, nor because it's so delicious, but because it opened my eyes."

"Eye-opening?"

"Yes, the first time I came to Zhudu, I was very eye-opening. Coming here with you today is eye-opening again."

When Chu Zhishui first came to Zhudu for dinner, he really felt like he had seen another side of the world. If he was not mentally strong enough, he might think that he had entered the upper class. This was very common in her previous working environment. She bought brand-name handbags and accessories, drove eye-catching luxury cars, and shuttled between high-end places, as if she had become a superior person.

Little did she know that there were often low-class people in the upper class society, and they were all deceived by filters.

She knew that many people around her had complaints about Zhudu, but they would not choose to confront the manager head-on, because that would expose their rusticity and instantly tear the perfect personality they had created to pieces.

Tonight was the most authentic meal she had ever had in Zhudu.

Chu Zhishui looked at Xin Yunmao and blinked: "But I didn't expect you to argue with the manager."

He used to ignore her and generally turned a blind eye, without arguing at all.

"I'm just treating him the way he is. Is there a problem with that?" Xin Yunmao's eyes were extremely dark, and he said in a cold voice, "He likes to talk to others that way, so I talk to him that way too."

"No problem, just very unexpected." Chu Zhishui said, "I thought you would use your demonic energy to solve it. Isn't that what you monsters do? Directly delete memories or something, or use some weird methods?"

She remembered that he had simply stepped on Xiao Huang's arm and to be honest, he looked more like the type who would use his hands instead of his mouth.

"He is a human without demonic energy, how could I do such a thing?" Xin Yunmao glanced at her and said faintly, "I will not be offended by a mere mortal and then be furious and punish the other party with demonic energy, but I can use your human way. It is not okay for him to bully others, but not for him to be bullied."

He said lightly, "I have no interest in interfering in their lives, I just bounce back what they release."

Sun Qiao released boundless greed, and he put greed on himself. The middle-aged manager was arrogant and snobbish, so he would give a tooth for a tooth and an eye for an eye.

Chu Zhishui exclaimed: "You are actually quite fair, and you know a little bit about the ways of the world."

Xin Yunmao really refreshed her impression today. Not only did he see her mood, but he also knew how to deal with people like managers. He was not a big monster who knew nothing. In fact, his heart was as clear as a mirror.

Xin Yunmao frowned. He suddenly felt something was wrong and said in surprise: "Am I a fool in your eyes?"

"Of course not."

Xin Yunmao's expression eased a little.

Chu Zhishui stole a glance at him. She pondered for a few seconds and stammered: "I am definitely not a fool. I'm not that smart."

"???"

Xin Yunmao stared at her angrily, obviously dissatisfied.

"Why are you dissatisfied?" Chu Zhishui said confidently, "Since you treat that person with the attitude of others, why did you treat me like that in the beginning? This is obviously unreasonable!"

Xin Yunmao had no problem with his head. He insisted that she liked him at first. Anyone would think he was stupid!

Why didn't he treat her with her attitude in the beginning?

Xin Yunmao didn't expect her to say that. A trace of embarrassment flashed across his face and he choked, "That's you..."

It's because she has always been radiating light and heat. He later discovered that she was like this to everyone, and this caused a lot of trouble.

Chu Zhishui curled her lips: "Me what? Are you treating me differently?"

"...No." Xin Yunmao was weak. He felt ashamed when he thought about it. He was unwilling to answer the question directly. He said in a muffled voice, "Anyway, I treated you with your attitude at first!"

"What do you mean?" Chu Zhishui widened her eyes in disbelief, "You said I was a funny girl at first?"

She believed him, she was quite polite at that time, and it was because of his frequent provocations that the two sides developed to this point.

"..."

Xin Yunmao had to admit that this incident was the biggest stain on his life as a demon after he got used to using his ability to become a god, and he could be laughed at by her for a long time. He pursed his lips tightly, and after a long silence, he gave in awkwardly: "It's indeed my problem, I'll give you a bottle of wine."

"What wine? Is it the Takegami sake just now?" Chu Zhishui thought, "I didn't expect you to be a bamboo."

She thought about Xin Yunmao's harsh reaction after entering the door, frequently asking her about the quality of bamboo leaves, and making bamboo leaf fragrant sushi, which was even far better than the work of Master Zhudu, and she vaguely guessed what his true form was. He rarely appeared in the cafeteria. He should be like Xiao Huang and other plant monsters, who need to drink water more than eat.

"What's unexpected?" Xin Yunmao sighed, sourly, "You actually guessed it now. When you first saw the cat, you knew he was black."

Chu Zhishui: "..."

"No, you can't blame me." Chu Zhishui looked him up and down. She admitted that his appearance was indeed tall and elegant, proud of the snow and the wind, but his true nature was exposed as soon as he opened his mouth, destroying the noble temperament of bamboo. She sighed helplessly, "It's really hard to associate it."

"What's so hard to associate it with?" Xin Yunmao raised his eyebrows proudly, "Everything about me shows the character of bamboo, or it can be said that my existence can define the character of bamboo."

"It does redefine the character of bamboo." Chu Zhishui nodded in agreement, "You love to argue, you are thick-skinned, and you have no idea. There is a species called arrow bamboo."

Xin Yunmao: "?"

Xin Yunmao immediately got annoyed and said in a shocking voice: "Do you know how many literati and poets throughout the ages have praised my plump and elegant spirit and noble character!?"

Chu Zhishui complained numbly: "So your narcissism is the fault of those poets who sang about bamboo?"

When Bai Juyi wrote "After the thousands of flowers and hundreds of grasses wither, they are left to be seen in the snow", he certainly did not expect that bamboo would boast about its plump and elegant spirit; when Wang Anshi wrote "Once with the mugwort and the wormwood, it will eventually follow the pine and cypress to the frost", he certainly did not expect that bamboo would boast about its noble character. In summary, it was not Xin Yunmao who was wrong, but the literati who made random associations.

Xin Yunmao suddenly became upset and turned his back to her: "I don't brew wine anymore."

"Oh, don't be like that. I often wrote about bamboo in my high school homework. You are the plant image that we humans love to discuss most since ancient times!" Chu Zhishui coaxed, "For the sake of the vast amount of bamboo poems, don't say anything that hurts the feelings of humans and monsters."

"Humph." Xin Yunmao turned his head after hearing the word "most loved". He glared at her with resentment and warned, "You can't sell the brewed wine for money, and you can't use the money to fill the hole!"

"No, your production should not be high, you must keep it for yourself."

He added seriously: "You can't give it to other people or monsters to drink."

"Is it so strict?" Chu Zhishui was surprised, "I also want to share it with Jin Yu, such as the department's celebration banquet."

"No!"

The bamboo wine he made would be fine for her to drink, but it would make other people or monsters feel sick if they touched it, and he would feel like he was tainted by something dirty.

As the recipient of the gift, Chu Zhishui naturally couldn't complain, and she honestly agreed: "Okay."

After getting the promise, Xin Yunmao agreed to brew wine.

The man and the monster took a car back to the Yinhai Bureau Guesthouse. Chu Zhishui booked a room for Xin Yunmao in the name of the bureau at the front desk. Anyway, he was here, so it didn't matter if he stayed for a few more days, and the guesthouse didn't charge any accommodation fees.

After checking in, Chu Zhishui and Xin Yunmao went to the convenience store outside to buy breakfast and drinks. Now that she knew he didn't eat often, she bought some fancy drinks and put a plastic bag of water in it for him to take back to the house later.

The nearby convenience store has a wide variety of goods, including many rare drinks that even Chu Zhishui has never seen.

They stood at the door of the store, opened the soda cans, and began to taste the fresh drinks.

"The taste is average." Chu Zhishui held the can, she read the ingredient information, and asked in doubt, "Why did you choose this? Do you like drinking this?"

After Xin Yunmao took the first sip, he also did not drink it again, and innocently confessed: "The bottle looks good."

"..."

She shouldn't have followed the Huaijiang Tuyao to choose drinks! He has no judgment when it comes to eating and drinking!

However, the die is cast and the mistake has been made.

In the corridor of the guesthouse, Chu Zhishui advised Xin Yunmao before returning to her room: "If you really don't want to drink it, just throw it away. Good night."

Xin Yunmao was startled when he heard the unfamiliar words. His eyes flickered slightly, and he said slowly: "...Good night."

The rooms of both parties were next to each other, and the layout was basically the same.

After Chu Zhishui entered the room, she put the unfinished drink on the tea table, got up and went to the suitcase to find the charging cable.

The electrical socket was arranged on the wall near the tea table. She leaned over to install the charging cable, and accidentally knocked over the can next to it, watching the dark soda soak into the surface of the white velvet chair.

Chu Zhishui hurriedly grabbed a wet towel and began to wipe the stains desperately, but she found that the ingredients of the soda were very special and there was no way to clean it out, especially the white velvet chair cover could not be removed, and she had no way to take it to the bathroom to wash it.

She felt quite panicked for a moment, not because she was afraid of losing money, but because it would cause trouble for the cleaning staff tomorrow.

Chu Zhishui glanced at the colorful cans with her remaining eyes. An idea suddenly came to her mind and she hurriedly said, "Xin Yunmao."

"What?" Xin Yunmao had just sat down next to her when he heard her calling him. He appeared from the black gap and whispered, "Didn't you say good night?"

"Quick, quick, can you save it?" Chu Zhishui circled around the white velvet chair and asked anxiously, "Did you make my clothes clean last time in the tea garden?"

He seemed to have some strange cleaning functions.

Xin Yunmao felt ridiculous and said in astonishment, "You finally made a wish, and you let me wash the chair for you?"

Chu Zhishui saw him standing there motionless. She was anxious now, afraid that the stain would get deeper, and her tone was anxious: "What wish! You caused this!"

He said confusedly, "What does this have to do with me?"

"I followed you in choosing this bottle of drink!"

Xin Yunmao had no way to refute: "..."

"Just this time." He looked at the dirty chair, snapped his fingers, and muttered, "This time it doesn't count as your wish."

The next moment, the white velvet chair was restored to its original state, completely free of stains, and looked even cleaner than before.

Chu Zhishui breathed a sigh of relief and said gratefully, "Thank you, Lord God."

Xin Yunmao felt a strange feeling in his heart when he heard her call him like that, and he didn't know how to respond for a moment. He found a coat hanging on a suitcase not far away, and suddenly said, "You can bring the clothes you've worn, and I'll clean them for you."

Chu Zhishui was reminded by this and subconsciously looked at the messy suitcase. Only then did he realize that he had come in without opening the door, exposing his messy room in an instant. They had dealt with each other in the bureau before, and had never shown their sloppy side. This

was the first time she called him in a private space. Now that she reacted, her face heated up with embarrassment. She forced herself to lead him out and declined, "No thanks."

"Why?" Xin Yunmao was pushed to the door by her. He didn't understand the believer's emotional fluctuations, and asked curiously, "You called me here, isn't it a quick thing?"

There was no difference between a dirty chair and dirty clothes. I don't know what she was struggling with.

Chu Zhishui blushed: "Really, no thanks!"

The door was closed crisply, and the bamboo monster was driven out.

Chu Zhishui thought for a moment, and felt like covering his ears with a bell. If she was wearing a token, he could come and go freely. This thing has been verified. It can reach Yinhai from Huaijiang. A door is really nothing.

After a while, Chu Zhishui's threatening voice came from inside the door: "By the way, if I didn't call your name and you ran in, I would chop you in half and make a bamboo mat."

Xin Yunmao outside the door: "!!?"

Xin Yunmao's ears turned red with shame after hearing this. She actually tried to use him as a bamboo mat to sleep on!