After all, Shen Qinghuan had been in Nanshi for several months, and he was walking around the streets looking for people...
So I am quite familiar with the streets of Nanshi.
Are there any good restaurants near the guesthouse? What breakfast would my family like to eat?
Shen Qinghuan naturally knew it clearly.
He took his family straight to a nearby morning tea house.
This morning tea house is also the first to open in this area.
The variety of breakfast in the teahouse is not very rich, but it is more suitable for the taste of the family.
My grandparents would probably like the white sugar cake and Mala cake in it.
As for Dad and Big Brother, they would probably be raving about the wontons and meat buns in soup in the teahouse.
Come to the morning tea house,
Shen Qinghuan asked the staff for a pot of hot tea as if she was familiar with the place.
Then I took my family to find a relatively secluded corner to sit down.
At this time... there are not many people coming for morning tea, just a few in twos and threes. Compared to the bustling scene later in the day... it is quite quiet.
"Grandpa, Grandma, here we have Mala cake, white sugar cake, steamed cake, steamed bun, glutinous rice chicken, small wonton, fresh meat bun, steamed bun, and rice porridge. Take a look and see what you want to eat. I'll go get it."
Shen Qinghuan had eaten here many times, and she had memorized the breakfast items in this morning teahouse... by heart.
There is no need to look at the 'food price list' posted on the wall at the door.
When Mr. Shen saw how familiar his grandson was talking to the teahouse staff, he knew...that he must have been to this teahouse quite a few times.
He was too lazy to think about what to eat... He looked at his grandson and spoke slowly,
"It's mine and your grandma's. Just order a few of your grandma's favorites."
Shen Qinghuan was not at all surprised that his grandfather would say that. He nodded calmly and turned his gaze to his old father.
Shen Nianbai's eyelids drooped slightly, and after a few seconds of silence, he spoke slowly.
"Just give me a small portion of wontons."
"I also want a small wonton and two meat buns."
Shen Qingxun didn't wait for his brother to ask, and started ordering food without any hesitation.
Shen Qinghuan rolled his eyes at him unhappily.
"You wish... You are going to sit here and wait for me to bring you food... Come with me."
: "Respect the old and love the young... Do you understand?"
Shen Qingxun said with a smile, but stood up from his seat.
Shen Qinghuan sneered, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
: "He's only one year older than me, how can I respect an old man..."
: "Even if I am only one day older than you, you still have to call me brother."
The two brothers talked back and forth, bickering with each other as they walked towards the teahouse where breakfast was served.
After a while... a man came back carrying a wooden pallet.
The two brothers ran back and forth two or three times before they finally brought back all the things they wanted.
Wait until the two brothers finish their work and sit down,
Old Master Shen looked at the table full of breakfast and looked his little grandson up and down.
After a moment, he smiled and spoke.
"Xiao Huan, I haven't seen you for a while. I hope you're getting better and better!"
Shen Qinghuan:.......
Shen Qinghuan glanced at his grandfather with resentful eyes and said speechlessly,
"Grandpa, what are you thinking... I was planning to bring some breakfast to my sister later, so I took some extra."
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