"This dish is all raw material. How can we eat it after we order it?"
The guests gathered around a pot, looking at the menu handed over by the waiter, somewhat confused.
The waiter had been trained and said with a smile, "You just need to order another pot base, put these ingredients in it, and eat it."
Tian Rong followed Liu Qinghuan's instructions and cooked a pot before the guests ordered any dishes. Now the smell from the bottom of the pot wafted in the air, and everyone present swallowed their saliva.
"Oh, Dad, don't ask anymore, hurry up, hurry up."
"Okay, okay, don't rush me, let me see..."
"I wonder what kind of soup base this tastes like?"
"It's a spicy hot pot base. If you can handle spicy food, order this."
"No... Hey, this tomato, are there really tomatoes?"
"some."
"Then come to this!"
"Okay, sir, please wait a moment."
"Hey? Didn't you say Mr. Shen has a new show today? Why isn't he here?"
Shen Mo is now somewhat famous, and it is difficult to get a meal at Huanxi Restaurant, which has further elevated his status.
After this person finished speaking, everyone started whispering.
Suddenly, a zither sounded, and everyone fell silent.
Everyone saw a woman in red appear on the stage, playing the piano. Her face was as rosy as a peach, her figure was like a fairy, and the music was like the sound of a fairy palace.
"The Yang family has a daughter who has grown up, but she is kept in the boudoir and unknown to the world." Liu Qinghuan stepped onto the stage following the tune.
"Look...it's the shopkeeper."
"It's really Boss Liu."
"It is hard to give up one's natural beauty, once chosen by the emperor, one glance back and smile, and all the beauties in the palace pale in comparison..."
Liu Qinghuan sang "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" with great voice and expression. The lyrics were rhythmic and the music was appropriate to the situation. Everyone was immersed in the love tragedy described by Bai Juyi.
The waiters who served the dishes walked lightly, and the only sound was the bubbling sound of the soup in the pot.
"Love may come to an end, but this hatred will never end!"
After Liu Qinghuan finished reciting, he clasped his fists, showing a rather chivalrous air.
"Mr. Shen had some personal matters today, so he had to go into battle in a hurry. If I have failed to live up to everyone's expectations, I hope you will forgive me."
"I think Boss Liu said it much better!"
"Yeah, yeah! I haven't heard enough!"
"Hey, Boss Liu, give me another one!"
"One more! One more!"
Liu Qinghuan took a look and felt a little regretful about reciting "Song of Everlasting Sorrow". Everyone was a little bored, which was not a good idea.
"Then let me tell you another story about Mulan joining the army."
Liu Qinghuan turned to Hua Jin and said, "The first part is a bit melancholic, let's switch to a more powerful piece later."
Hua Jin knew what it meant when she saw the word "join the army" and nodded, "Don't worry, young lady."
After Hua Jin started singing, Liu Qinghuan spoke.
"Jiji, jiji, Mulan weaves by the window."
“…”
“I don’t hear the voices of my parents calling me, but I hear the sound of the Yellow River flowing.”
"I don't hear the voices of my parents calling me, but I hear the cries of the Hu cavalry on Yanshan Mountain."
"A journey of thousands of miles to the battlefield, crossing the mountains and hills like flying! The cold wind spreads across the golden watchtowers, and the cold light shines on the iron armor!"
The story reached its climax when Hua Jin played the tune of the marching song, and suddenly the flashes of swords and blood on the battlefield came to mind.
"Open the door of my east pavilion, make my west pavilion bed, take off my wartime robe, and put on my old clothes..."
Finally, when Mulan returned home in glory and regained her female body, Hua Jin's tune was very cheerful. Everyone came back to their senses from the excitement and felt worried for Mulan.
After the song "Mulan's Farewell" ended, Liu Qinghuan saw that the atmosphere had become lively again and quickly left the stage.
If she was asked to recite another one, she would have to resort to "The Peacock Flies Southeast." That was all she remembered from her high school studies.
Sadly, it's also a tragedy.
It’s not okay to make the guests cry.
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