Mrs. Pei! !
Mingyue Pavilion has been open for so many years, and this is not the first time it has encountered such a situation, but it is the first time it has encountered such a grand gesture. Not only did they send cakes, but they also sent candies and booked the whole place to treat them to a meal.
But, whether it was the guests or the waiters, everyone was very happy.
Rich people enjoy spending money, while ordinary people like them enjoy a good meal.
"Thank you, Mr. Pei and Mrs. Pei. I wish you and your family of three happiness forever. I also wish Mr. Pei a happy birthday."
“………”
The door of the box was pushed open again, and two waiters pushed a dining cart. On the cart was a large blue and white porcelain bowl. In the bowl was a whole head of noodles. The noodles were thick and very elastic at first glance. On top of it were a few slices of beef, a few slices of green vegetables, some crayfish cut into several pieces, and three round poached eggs.
"Mrs. Pei, this is our restaurant's 300th specialty dish. Today is also the 300th day since our restaurant opened."
"The wheat is harvested by the owner himself, from sowing to harvesting. No chemical fertilizers or pesticides are used. It is all natural and pollution-free."
"The stone mill for grinding flour was also selected by the boss himself and built by a stonemason. Over the years, the grain of the stone has been worn smooth, but the boss hasn't replaced it yet."
"He said that this stone mill embodies the soul passed down from his ancestors, and the noodles made from it are truly flavorful. This bowl of noodles is a lingering memory."
"I hope Mr. Pei and Mrs. Pei will live a long and loving life together until old age."
Pei Zhiting's WeChat rang, and he lowered his lips and deleted the chat history.
"Who sent you the message?"
"client."
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