After the shopkeeper and waiter left, Chen Zhancai could no longer contain his curiosity and began to look around.
Look at this, touch that,
The walls are covered with calligraphy and paintings by famous people, and the tables and chairs are all made of sandalwood. Even the tea sets are exceptionally exquisite.
Then he walked over to the bed, and couldn't resist lying down.
I felt incredibly soft and comfortable all over.
I couldn't help but marvel. My little darling, this is the first time in your life you've lived in such a nice house.
A clean and elegant room, paired with a soft and comfortable bed—such a wonderful place would be even more perfect if a beautiful woman were to accompany me...
Just as Chen Zhancai's mind was wandering, he suddenly heard footsteps. He quickly stood up, straightened his clothes, and
Then the shopkeeper walked in with a big smile on his face. "Young Master Chen, you've been waiting a long time. The food is ready."
No sooner had he finished speaking than the waiter had already set out a table of fine food and drink.
Although Chen Zhancai had eaten out quite often before, he had never seen such a scene before.
There were twelve dishes in total, none of which he had ever seen before, and he was so hungry that his mouth was practically watering.
Seeing Chen Zhancai standing motionless, staring intently at the food and wine on the table,
The shopkeeper, thinking the guests were dissatisfied with the low-class nature of the meal, quickly stepped forward to explain.
"Young Master Chen, if you are not satisfied, I will have someone remove the table and prepare a new one."
"No, no, no, this is fine."
Chen Zhancai suddenly came to his senses, realizing that his words and actions had been unbecoming of his status, and quickly cleared his throat.
"I don't like extravagance and waste. This standard is fine every day."
"Alright, alright, I've got it." The shopkeeper smiled and nodded repeatedly.
The waiter hurriedly wiped the chair with his sleeve, saying ingratiatingly, "Young Master Chen, please have a seat. I'll take good care of you." After saying that, he quickly poured another cup of wine.
Seeing the two men fawning over him like grandsons, Chen Zhancai's vanity was greatly satisfied, making him even more arrogant. He sat down in his chair with an air of superiority.
Looking at the table laden with food and wine, I really wanted to dig in and have a hearty, satisfying meal.
But he didn't dare to be too presumptuous, after all, he was now a fake rich young master, and he had to be careful about his words and actions.
If anyone discovers anything amiss, you're in for a good beating.
Thinking to himself, he put on airs, slowly picked up his wine glass, downed it in one gulp, and then smacked his lips to savor the taste.
"Hmm, this wine tastes alright."
Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper felt appreciated and was secretly pleased. He quickly and attentively filled the glass to the brim, his face beaming with a smile.
"Young Master Chen, would you like to try some of the dish and see if you are satisfied?"
"Okay, try them for me." Every dish looked so tempting that Chen Zhancai didn't know which one to eat.
The waiter was always looking for an opportunity to curry favor. Seeing that the man had his hand raised but hadn't touched his chopsticks, he quickly bowed and pointed.
"Young Master Chen, you can try this dish. It's a local specialty—Ningjing Lion's Head. This dish has a soft, smooth texture and a rich, delicious flavor. It's fatty but not greasy."
"Okay, then I'll have a bite."
Chen Zhancai casually picked up a large meatball and put it in his mouth, eating it in big mouthfuls, inwardly marveling at its deliciousness.
As expected of a specialty dish from a big city, it tastes so much better than the big meatballs from my hometown!
At that moment, he didn't care about his image. Before he could even swallow the food in his mouth, he picked up a large meatball and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Young Master Chen, don't just focus on the lion's head meatballs. Try this steamed Ning fish. It's one of our local specialties." The shopkeeper smiled faintly at Chen Zhancai's eating habits and quickly picked up a pair of chopsticks, placing a piece of fish on his plate in a flattering manner.
Chen Zhancai glared at him, "I don't like eating fish, there are too many bones in them." It wasn't that he didn't like eating it, he just felt it wasn't satisfying or appetizing.
Before the shopkeeper could speak, the waiter hurriedly explained, "Young Master Chen, you may not know this, but apart from the main bone, there are no bones in the fish meat. This dish is so tender and succulent that it will surely leave you wanting more."
"Okay, okay, I'll try it." Chen Zhancai took a bite and wanted to bang his head. It was so delicious! He never thought there was such a delicacy in the world.
Suddenly, a rich aroma of meat wafted over. Following the scent, I discovered a dish of meat with red flesh and white skin, smooth and translucent, with a clear marinade.
"What kind of dish is this?" Chen Zhancai asked curiously.
The shopkeeper hurriedly introduced, "This dish is called Crystal Pork Jelly. It is pure, fragrant, and smooth. Young Master Chen, you may want to try it."
"Yes, this dish originated from Anyang. Young Master Chen, you must have tried it before!"
Upon hearing the waiter's words, Chen Zhancai's heart sank. He had been so careless. He was a rich young master now, he'd tasted all sorts of delicious food; how could he have made such a basic mistake?
To save face, he shook his head slightly. "I've tasted all the delicacies in the world, so there's nothing I haven't tried. It's just that I don't like this dish, so I didn't think of it at the moment."
"Oh, I see. Then Young Master Chen, please try some other dishes." The shopkeeper believed him and took the dish to the side.
Seeing this, Chen Zhancai became anxious. "Damn it, he's so greedy! Now he can't enjoy this delicious food."
To avoid a similar incident from happening again, he stopped asking questions, swung his chopsticks around, opened his jaw, and started eating with all his might!
The wine glass emptied and refilled, filled and emptied again; as they drank with gusto, they lost all sense of proportion...
Chen Zhancai waved to the shopkeeper and waiter beside him.
"Come, come, you two, stop standing there like idiots and sit down to have a few drinks with me."
The two were immediately flattered and sat awkwardly on the chairs.
"Thank you for your kind offer, Young Master Chen. We won't stand on ceremony then." Although the innkeeper ran an inn and earned a good income, he was extremely stingy and usually couldn't bear to spend money on lavish meals. How could he refuse such an opportunity?
The waiter's mouth was watering. Although he had tasted many leftovers from customers before, they were mostly soup and broth, and he couldn't really taste any flavor.
Today, he'd unexpectedly encountered such a generous young master from a wealthy family; he kept showing off his wealth and didn't forget to flatter and fawn over Chen Zhancai...
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