"Master, let's go in."

"Hey, what are Haitang going to do?"

"She said she would go and buy something next to her and come back soon."

"You little brat, you don't understand anything. Let Master teach you? Even if you are your fiancée, you have to care more about others, don't..."

After seeing Shangguan Haitang walking away directly, Uncle Jiu asked a few questions and then started to teach in a long-winded manner.

Hong Yun listened to Uncle Jiu's teachings with a helpless look on his face, thinking that his master taught him only this little experience?

The master is indeed unfathomable in terms of Taoism, but when it comes to falling in love, even if he was an otaku in his previous life, he was much better than his master.

After all, I have never eaten pork and I have never seen pigs run?

Besides, modern young people receive blessings every day after work and have no energy to fall in love. Who hasn’t experienced a deep love when they were in school?

Of course, maybe most of them are just secret crushes.

Even so, Hong Yun felt that in this regard, his experience was much better than Uncle Jiu.

But I had to listen to the master's words, and I forced myself to walk all the way upstairs. Uncle Jiu stopped telling me.

After going upstairs, Hong Yun frowned. No wonder the owner of this store asked Uncle Jiu to help him see Feng Shui.

"Master, there is something wrong with the decoration of this store."

"Oh, what's the problem?"

"The style is not suitable, not the best, not the best, not the best, no wonder there are no one."

Hong Yun saw through the essence at once. The restaurant has the signature of a Western restaurant, but the interior decoration still retains its original style.

Maybe it's to save money, maybe the boss doesn't understand Western restaurants.

Anyway, this restaurant is still in the original style, just changing the dining table and chairs inside to Western style.

Even Hong Yun saw many dining tables, which were still Eight Immortals tables, but a piece of white cloth was laid on them, which looked a bit fashionable.

There are still rows of lanterns above my head, and I don’t know if there are light bulbs inside, so I guess it is likely that there is no electricity.

It’s just this thing, it’s okay to fool people you’ve never seen before. I’ve really seen a serious Western restaurant, so I definitely won’t come again if I come once.

Those who don’t know how to come here, but if you just eat, it will definitely not suit your taste, and you are likely not to come again next time.

After all, how can the food in Western restaurants be comparable to that of Chinese cuisine?

For Chinese people, this Western restaurant is basically useless no matter what era they are in except for being able to show off.

But this boss has lost his only function. Even pretending to be uneven, how can he make money go a long way?

"My nephew is right. The boss here is indeed inappropriate and he doesn't feel happy no matter how he looks at it."

"Senior brother is right. Although I have never entered a Western restaurant, I have seen it once in the provincial capital. It is indeed different from here."

Master Qian and Master Xu also looked up and looked at Hong Yun's words.

While several people were looking around, a woman in a maid outfit came over.

“Excuse me.”

When a woman opened her mouth, she would yell at the slightest bitch, her eyelids were turned up, and she looked as if she looked down on others.

With this mean look, he was full of information that he could not do business well.

I have to say that when I was in a Western restaurant and wearing a dress, this woman was far inferior to Ren Tingting.

Although Ren Tingting gave Hong Yun the impression that he encountered in movies or in reality, except for being a little willful, everything else is fine.

There is a little pampering when speaking, because it was developed from an early age, at least there was not much harshness and arrogance in his eyes.

The woman in front of me is obviously the kind. After learning some foreign things, she looks down on things that Chinese people are commonly known as Banana people.

"Don't you bother or not, aren't you all here? Take us to see Boss Qian."

Seeing that the master and the two uncles were confused by the woman's English, Hong Yun stood up and spoke expressionlessly.

"Oh, oh, OK."

I didn't expect that among a group of people who looked like local buns, wearing unappreciated old-style clothes, there was such a handsome guy like a poor Taoist priest.

Although Hong Yun did not change his suit today, he was still wearing a Taoist costume.

He wears this clothes very comfortable and feels more suitable than suits, so he doesn't plan to change them.

But this outfit not only did not make him look rustic or vulgar, but also highlighted a bit of nobility and extraordinaryness.

For a moment, the woman was a little lost. She came back to her senses and turned her head quickly, not daring to look at Hong Yun again.

He quickly led Hong Yun and others into the road. After walking a few steps, a man in a suit saw Hong Yun and the others.

"Hey, Uncle Jiu!"

The man in the suit was talking to Shi Jian and his son, but when he saw Uncle Jiu and others, he hurriedly got up to meet him.

"Uncle Jiu is here!"

"Mr. Qian."

The two shook hands, and Uncle Jiu was still not very adaptable to this kind of etiquette.

After shaking hands, I obviously felt a little disgusted and secretly wiped my hands behind my back.

Boss Qian was not abnormal, and he still pointed at the woman in maid outfit with a smile on his face.

"Uncle Nine, this is my daughter, Mary!"

As he spoke, he even put his wretched look on Uncle Jiu's ear and said, "Not only can she do it, she also doesn't have to pay her wages."

This guy didn't know if there was water in his mind, and he said such nonsense in front of Uncle Jiu.

Fortunately, this is not later generations, otherwise, just this sentence would be implicated for a long time.

But even in this era, Hong Yun felt that this guy was not so serious.

"Mary, please call Uncle Jiu for some drinks. I'll come over after the talk."

Boss Qian first asked his daughter to greet everyone, and then made a gesture to Uncle Jiu to invite him, and told Uncle Jiu to the other side, near the stairs that were upstairs.

He turned around and walked towards Shi Jian's table again, which was at the entrance of the stairs to go downstairs. This guy was not a fool and didn't take everyone together.

"What are you drinking?"

After he asked everyone to sit down, Mary still looked at everyone in a proud manner.

Although Hong Yun looked outstanding, after coming back to his senses, Mary did not look at Hong Yun with admiration because of him.

In her eyes, dressing so rustic is really useless.

"latté!"

"Mochacino!"

“Cappuccino!”

Originally, Boss Qian's daughter had personally witnessed a big scene outside and had planned to make things difficult for everyone.

However, they did not expect that because of Hong Yun, these three people were very familiar with foreign things.

Especially Uncle Jiu, Hong Yun taught him how to do Western food, to prevent Uncle Jiu from having jokes like foreign tea.

The three of them ordered three different types of coffee, which immediately shocked Miss Banana, who was named a foreigner.

Looking at everyone in disbelief, especially at Hong Yun, the last bit of hope in her heart was that Hong Yun could make a fool of herself.

Even if it's a little bit, it's good to balance her heart.

“black tea!”

Who knew that Hong Yun opened her mouth and spoke better than her, and ordered British black tea.

She didn't know how to fiddle with this thing, there was nothing in the restaurant.
Chapter completed!