Mo Zhu was also very happy to see He Tiantian and followed his master around with a cheerful smile.
Song Yun walked up to He Tiantian, cupped his hands in a polite gesture, and said, "Aunt He, I didn't expect to meet you here. I heard you own a restaurant in Changning City, it's..."
Song Yun took two steps back and looked at the plaque above He Tiantian's head.
"Is this the shop? It seems to be doing quite well."
He Tiantian responded, "It's alright, it's alright. Director Song, do you have something to do today? If you're not, come in and have a meal."
Mo Zhu swallowed hard, watching longingly from behind.
Song Yun hesitated for a moment, thinking about today's arrangements, before saying, "There's nothing much going on, it's just that we're moving into the village soon, so I came to town today to buy some things for my grandmother."
"Director Song's personal visit is truly a sign of his filial piety." He Tiantian invited Song Yun and Mo Zhu inside.
"There are a lot of people in the store right now, why don't you sit down and eat in the backyard?" He Tiantian invited them to the backyard.
There was a table and four or five chairs in the courtyard, where family members would usually gather to eat.
Mo Zhu smiled and said, "Auntie, I've heard for a long time that the food at your restaurant is delicious. I'm really in for a treat today."
He had heard about this restaurant several times during his previous trips to the city, initially drawn to it by its name. Later, he often heard people say that the restaurant's breakfast and meals were delicious, but he had never had the chance to visit.
"Please sit down, I'll go arrange your meals." He Tiantian poured water for the two of them.
Song Yun sat on the stool and looked around the small courtyard.
When he first came in, he saw the paintings on the courtyard wall. Now, upon closer inspection, he realized that each painting depicted a shop's menu.
The roast chicken in the painting looks so appealing, as if it's emitting an enticing aroma.
Is that a bowl of rice? Why is there rice in it, but also some green things that look like beans, and what are those small yellow particles?
Song Yun looked at each painting one by one, wishing he could get closer and lie down on them to examine them.
"The food is here!" Liu Chuyu carried a bright red tray with two plates of food on it.
Liu Chuyu placed the roast chicken and preserved eggs in front of Song Yun, saying, "Please wait a moment, gentlemen, there's more."
Mo Zhu looked at the chicken on the plate; its skin was roasted to a golden brown, and she really wanted to eat it…
"Slurp~" Mo Zhu couldn't help but suck in her saliva.
The enticing aroma of the food made Song Yun's mouth water.
"You're useless..." He glanced at Mo Zhu, "You eat first, so you can get back to work when you're full."
Mo Zhu quickly stepped forward, grabbed a large chicken leg, and put it in Song Yun's bowl. Then she tore off a chicken wing and swallowed it whole.
"Delicious, delicious! This is the best chicken I've ever eaten."
Song Yun slowly and carefully gnawed on the chicken thigh; it was really delicious, and he couldn't resist licking the bone.
Suddenly, an idea popped into Song Yun's head: why not consider buying the house next door? That way, he could eat Aunt He's food every day.
Although the food he eats in the mine now is not bad.
But the feeling was different.
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