She was becoming more and more curious about the young man's so-called master, and her master's purpose of living in this Baili Mansion.
After settling in, Baili Changfeng waved his hand and said boldly: "Everyone, follow me. Let's go to Yipinju now. I'll treat you, take care of everything, and take care of enough, okay?"
"That's so kind. I'm hungry right now. I'm just waiting for your words." Xing Ying said, touching his shriveled belly.
Baili Changfeng laughed: "You kid, don't I know you? You have a small belly and chicken intestines. I'm afraid you won't be able to eat half an osmanthus duck!"
When Xing Ying heard this, she became anxious and hurriedly argued: "Who, who said that I have a small belly? I could eat three big bowls of rice in one meal back then, but now I eat less!"
Xing Fang saw Xing Ying's face turned red and quickly helped: "Master Baili Valley, how can you say that Brother Ying has a small belly? He also wants to eat more, but every time he eats more, he gets unbearable abdominal pain. As long as you eat a little, you’ll be fine, so I haven’t dared to eat too much.”
Baili Changfeng exclaimed: "So that's it. I also wondered why he only eats half a bowl every day. He looks like a wealthy lady. Even Yuan Qiu eats more than him."
After hearing Xing Fang's words, Xia Yuanqiu hurriedly asked: "Xing Ying, how long have you been suffering from abdominal pain after eating too much?"
Xing Ying thought for a while and replied: "It has been many years. It was not as serious as it is now. I could still eat two bowls of rice. But in the past year or so, my appetite has become smaller and smaller, and I only eat a little more. The abdominal pain is unbearable.”
When Xing Fang saw Xia Yuanqiu's brows furrowed, her heart skipped a beat and she hurriedly asked, "Miss, what's wrong?"
Xia Yuanqiu glanced at Xing Ying, smiled and shook his head: "It's nothing. It's probably some special roundworm in his stomach. I'll just give him some medicine to kill the insects when I have time."
Seeing Xia Yuanqiu's words so relaxedly, Xing Fang relaxed her worries and said with a smile: "Don't kill insects for him, and let him just eat these meals to avoid becoming a big fat man."
Everyone laughed, but Xia Yuanqiu's eyes had a hint of worry, but there was no trace of it on his face.
Everyone left Baili Mansion and went directly to Yipinju. It was past noon and there were obviously not too many people eating. They simply did not go to the private room and directly set up two tables in the hall and asked the waiter to bring Yipinju. All the good wine and vegetables were served.
The first two dishes of seasonal green vegetables were served. They were green in color and green in soup. They were stir-fried with a certain amount of heat and the flavor was good. No wonder grandpa has always been obsessed with it. Sure enough, the cook was really capable.
Jiuzhen braised chicken, slippery kidneys, sauced pig's trotters, steamed fish, and shrimp balls are all common dishes in restaurants, but the taste they prepare is so fresh that every dish is worth chewing. Slow tasting is not eating, but savoring, which is endlessly memorable.
Xia Yuanqiu thought that she was good at cooking and was recognized by everyone. But today, when compared with this real chef, she was immediately inferior by three points, and she was resigned to losing.
The last dish that was served was the sweet-scented osmanthus duck that Baili Changfeng had been talking about. When the duck was brought out, it was packed in a large round iron egg. The cook cracked open the iron egg in front of everyone. The smell of roast duck mixed with the sweet fragrance of osmanthus came to the nostrils. After smelling the smell, everyone who was almost full began to move their index fingers again and stretched their necks to watch the cook take out the iron egg. Something that comes out.
The cook hooked the duck's buttocks with an iron hook and pulled out the fragrant sweet-scented osmanthus duck.