Mu Qingli and Wang Shuhui remained calm, pretending not to hear them. They all ran to the kitchen to serve the dishes. The four of them worked together, and soon, the dishes were served.
"It's delicious and looks good!" Mu Qingli saw the skills of the state banquet chef for the first time, and couldn't help but praise it when she smelled the delicious food.
"Little girl, you are really good at talking! It's a home-cooked meal, eat more!" At this time, the chef took off his apron and walked into the house.
"Hello, Uncle Han!" Mu Qingli greeted with a smile.
"Uncle Han!" Wang Shuhui also called out sweetly.
Uncle Han smiled and nodded in response: "Hello! Welcome!"
"Old Han, hurry up and get Zhou Zhou that bottle of good wine. We need a good drink! Stop standing there and watching. Sit down!"
"Okay!" Uncle Han agreed and went to the inner room.
"Grandpa!" Fu Hongzhou looked at him helplessly and shouted.
"If you don't let me, an old man, drink today, I will never forgive you!" said Mr. Fu with a glare on his face.
Mu Qingli and Wang Shuhui laughed secretly.
Uncle Han brought out the wine and everyone sat down as host and guest.
The food Uncle Han cooks is different from our ordinary home-cooked meals. Whether it is the knife skills or the plating, they are all very delicate and orderly. They look pleasing to the eye, not to mention the taste, which is really unique.
Mu Qingli praised the food while eating. She felt that she had never eaten such delicious food, not to mention in this era, even in modern times. It was the first time in her two lifetimes that she had tasted the skills of the state banquet chef.
"If it tastes good, eat more! You little girls won't drink any wine!" Old Master Fu said with a kind smile.
"Grandpa Fu, you can drink as much as you want. Don't worry about us!" Mu Qingli said with a smile.
I have to say, the lion's head is really delicious, and the Dongpo pork is red and translucent, soft but not mushy, the taste is really amazing.
"Try this shredded radish pancake! It's a must-have in winter!" said Mr. Fu with a smile.
It seems that Mr. Fu loves eating shredded radish pancakes and highly recommends them.
Mu Qingli and Wang Shuhui couldn't help but take one and started eating, and they also praised it highly.
After the meal, both the host and the guests were very happy, but the old man just kept inviting them to eat and consume the dishes, and did not mention thanking Mu Qingli.
It seems that the old man is much more profound than them. He knows that the matter is of great importance and it is best not to say it.
After dinner, Wang Shuhui left early on the pretext of having something to do. Mu Qingli was invited to dinner, and in case there was something to talk about, she could just take the opportunity to have a meal and left quickly.
I have to say that although Wang Shuhui is simple, she grew up in a compound and is good at observing people's words and expressions.
"I'm leaving too! The food today is delicious, thank you for the hospitality!" Mu Qingli also stood up and said goodbye.
"Ms. Mu, don't be in such a hurry to leave!" Old Master Fu waved his hand and asked her to sit down.
"Hongzhou! Go get the things!" After Mr. Fu said to Mu Qingli, he looked at Fu Hongzhou and said.
"...What?" Mu Qingli was confused.
Fu Hongzhou walked into the house, took out a small bag, and took out a few things from it.
"Hey girl Mu! Here are some thank-you gifts that Grandpa Fu prepared for you. Please don't despise them!"
"Grandpa Fu, you have already hosted a banquet, why are you still preparing a thank-you gift?" Mu Qingli waved her hand to refuse.
"You saved my life, and a meal is enough to repay it? No matter how many gifts I give you, it won't be enough! I, old man, will never forget you!"
"Grandpa Fu! Please stop thanking me! Fu Zhiqing gave me money!"
"Haha! How can a life-saving medicine be compared to those vulgar things? I know how precious those things are! Okay, girl, stop talking and come and see if the things I prepared for you are to your liking. A gift from an elder should not be refused, understand?" Old Master Fu used his skill of blowing his beard and glaring again.
"Mu Zhiqing! Don't be polite to the old man. If he can't send it out, he will definitely feel upset for many days!" Fu Hongzhou said with a smile.
"That's fine, but, Grandpa Fu, from today on, you've already thanked me. Don't keep calling me your savior. That would make me uncomfortable. I admire and love an old hero like you so much!"
"Okay! Okay! From now on, you are Grandpa Fu's junior, so stop thanking me!" Grandpa Fu obviously knew that it would be uncomfortable if he always did this, so he should just keep it in mind.
"Take a quick look! Do you like it?" Old Master Fu was like an old child, taking things out as if he were presenting a treasure.
There are beautiful skirts, a ladies' watch, malted milk, silk flowers and other things that girls particularly pursue.
"Do you like watching TV?" the old man asked, and asked Uncle Han to go into the house and bring out a Beijing brand TV.
"No! Grandpa Fu! This is too expensive!" Mu Qingli was surprised. In this era, she had never thought about a TV. It was too conspicuous.
"Haha! I knew you young people would like this! This isn't a valuable item at all, this is a treasure!"
Mr. Fu took out a small fragrant wooden box from his bag with a mysterious look on his face.
"?! What is this? An elixir?" Mu Qingli was amused by Mr. Fu and asked mysteriously.
"Speaking of elixirs, only what you have in your hand can be called an elixir! Don't show it everywhere!" Grandpa Fu warned seriously.
"Yes! I know!" Mu Qingli nodded in response.
"Grandpa! What is it? You didn't even let me know!" Fu Hongzhou couldn't help but come closer, waiting for the answer.
"This is something girls like! Do you know why?" The old man glanced at Fu Hongzhou and scolded him.
"Grandpa Fu! I'm curious about what you said. Tell me quickly!" Mu Qingli was aroused by the old man.
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