Immediately, Meng Nan took Bai Zhi and Hu Feng to the largest restaurant in the city, where the diners lived.
As soon as Meng Nan's figure appeared at the entrance of the diners' residence, the shopkeeper sitting behind the counter hurriedly greeted him: "Master Meng, you haven't been here for a long time." The shopkeeper said, his eyes fell on Meng Nan. Behind him, he secretly looked at the people Meng Nan had brought with him.
Meng Nan said quietly: "Boss Chen is here?"
The shopkeeper hurriedly nodded: "Yes, I'm here, I haven't been here for a few days, but I'm here today. I'm looking at the books in the account room upstairs. I'll call you."
Diner is not an ordinary restaurant. It is the property of the richest man in Kyoto. Boss Chen is just the person in charge, not the real owner.
The shopkeeper's politeness to Meng Nan was not because he was a judge of Qingyuan Town, even if the county magistrate came, he might not get such a warm greeting.
Just because Meng Nan is the son of the Meng family in Kyoto, this level of identity is many times more noble than that of Tongju.
Boss Chen is a middle-aged man in his early forties, probably because the restaurant has enough oil and water. Just in his early forties, he was as fat as a fat pig, and he was struggling to walk.
"Master Meng, you can be regarded as coming. I heard that you will leave Qingyuan Town in two days. I was thinking about giving you a feast. You are here."
Meng Nan laughed, "It seems that Boss Chen and I are really in good spirits. If we don't click, we will get through!"
Boss Chen smiled very happily, not the kind of polite and hypocritical smirk, but rather sincerely. It seems that the relationship with Meng Nan is more than just the owner of the store, but the simple relationship with the diners.
Meng Nan leaned sideways and introduced to Boss Chen: "This is Bai Zhi, my friend, I specially brought her to see you today. You have a good taste."
When Boss Chen heard the blessing, he immediately opened his eyes and smiled: "I love to eat the most, but what good food did I bring?"
Bai Zhi said, "Boss Chen, that's the case. I brought the squash that I planted myself today. I'll cook two dishes with squash for you later. I will give you a taste."
Boss Chen frowned when he heard that it was a squash, "It's a squash? This thing has been eaten to death, why would you dare to grow it?"
Bai Zhi smiled and said: "Tugua is a very good thing. I have also heard about the eating of dead people. It is because they eat it wrongly. They have eaten the soil melon that has gone bad, so it is poisoned. Fresh enough, there is no poisoning. Besides, there were only a few people who were poisoned by eating squash. So many people ate it and it was all right. Doesn't this explain the problem?"
Boss Chen thought for a while, yes, at the beginning, diners Curie also sold tugua, and he himself had eaten some. The diners and the staff in the store ate them, and there was no accident. Later I heard that someone was poisoned by eating tugua. He was also puzzled.
Bai Zhi said to Meng Nan: "Brother Meng, you told me what I told you last time about why you are poisoned by eating melons, and tell Boss Chen, I will go to the kitchen to cook first."
Boss Chen hurriedly let the shopkeeper lead her, and then went to the private room upstairs with Meng Nan, Jin Xiaoan and Hu Feng.
The meal has not yet arrived, there are no guests in the restaurant, the people in the kitchen are cutting vegetables, and the pots and stoves are empty.
She took a few earth melons and washed them, one cut into hob blocks, one shredded, and the other cut into cubes.
There are a lot of ingredients in the kitchen, rich in meat, and all kinds of dishes.
There are many people working in the kitchen, choosing and washing vegetables, cutting vegetables and meat, and the chef sitting at the door chatting.
The shopkeeper personally brought people to the kitchen to cook. Although the big guy pretended not to care, he couldn't help but observe secretly.