In just a few words, an unknown deal was concluded. At this time, Mo Xiaoyu heard the sound of high heels not far away, and guessed that Long Youxuan might be back, so he tiptoed and quickly left the place , quietly went to the hall to look at Mei Wenhua's broken characters.
But after a while, the sound of high heels came behind her. Mo Xiaoyu couldn't help but look back, and found that standing behind her was not Long Youxuan, but Mei Yunyun, Mei Wenwen's daughter.
This woman is still wearing a plain cheongsam, a bit blue, but not blue. It is very similar to the color of the sky on a sunny day after rain. There is no trace of decoration on her whole body, even the buttons under her armpits are the same color. .
It looks like the Republic of China, and Mei Yunyun is the kind of woman who doesn't look amazing at first glance. She doesn't look like Ji Kexin, and she doesn't look like Du Manxue, but she has an attractive temperament, which belongs to That kind of one doesn't feel like it at first glance, it's unremarkable, but at the second glance, you can feel the affinity of this woman so that you can't help but look at it a third time.
The best cheongsams are all custom-made. They are different in height, short, fat and thin, so there is no way to make them. Even if you can buy ready-made clothes now, you have to make some modifications, because if the cheongsam is not worn properly, it will be ugly, not to mention the beauty. It will also reduce the texture of women.
"I don't know how to read, but I heard that Miss Long said that you are Professor Lang's closed disciple, so you should have some skills. Could it be that my father's handwriting is really so ugly?" Mei Yunyun was neither happy nor angry, she seemed to be Talking about something that has nothing to do with her, but in fact, she was very upset with Mo Xiaoyu in her heart. After all, this was written by her father. Is the writing good? We are willing. What is bothering you? come.
But Mei Yunyun is the kind of person who can't show her emotions, even her father can't do this, but as a woman, Mei Yunyun is born with the ability. It can be said that she is very good at hiding her thoughts. its smell.
"Miss Mei, where is it? Boss Mei's handwriting is very good. I was talking nonsense that day. Don't mind. Well, I'm going to eat, goodbye." Mo Xiaoyu turned around and was about to leave.
"You are really duplicity. Just now you said that my father's handwriting is stinky, but now you say it is very good. Mr. Mo, can I hear the truth from you?" Mei Yunyun looked at Mo Xiaoyu, still displeased Sad, can't see any expression.
But not being able to see any expression is a terrible thing in itself. Mo Xiaoyu smacked her mouth, ignored her, and turned to go back to the private room. At this time, Long Youxuan's voice came from the private room. is back.
So I also entered the door, and sure enough, the dishes have already started, and the last dish was served by Mei Wenhua herself, on a large plate, and the plate was covered by a stainless steel cover, so I couldn¡¯t see what was inside .
"Boss Mei, I'm sorry to trouble you again. I have eaten this dish countless times, but it is still the most authentic here. You are getting older. We will come again in the future, so I am embarrassed to order this dish. I don't know if anyone has it. Your true biography?" Lang Jian asked with a white smile.
"Mayor Long, Professor Lang, where did this trouble come from? You have already given me great face by coming here, but I really have a request today." Mei Wenhua didn't even look at Mo Xiaoyu when she entered the door, but when she said the request, she gave Mo Xiaoyu a malicious look.
Mo Xiaoyu was taken aback, damn it, this old man really holds a grudge, isn't he trying to find fault with me?
"Boss Mei, we are all old friends, if there is anything, just say it." Lang Jian asked with a white smile.
Mei Wenhua didn't speak, but leaned forward and lifted up the stainless steel cover. Except for Mo Xiaoyu who opened his mouth wide after seeing the dishes, the other three were very calm.
This is a peony flower arranged with dishes, one by one interlaced, from big to small, and slowly until it reaches the stamen. This is a blooming peony flower, delicate and orange, really amazing.
What's more ingenious is that there is not only a big peony flower, but under this peony flower, a flower stem made of celery stalk stretches to the other end of the rectangular plate, with a few green leaves in the middle, and under the green stem At the top, there is a small flower bone in bud. This dish is really ingenious.
"Peony Fish Fillet". Seeing Mo Xiaoyu's reaction, Mei Wenhua was very satisfied, and the others didn't care because they had eaten it more than once.
"Everyone, this peony fish fillet is my signature dish here. Professor Lang also said just now that I am getting old, and I am really a bit powerless now. You may really not be able to eat it in the future. So, if you give this peony fish fillet Just keep a painting of calligraphy."
"It's a simple matter, find Professor Lang, his handwriting is very good." Long Ding Tian?Isn¡¯t it possible to leave the so-called Mobao here for a dish? Isn¡¯t this showing that you have eaten here?
"Professor Lang's characters are all sold according to the square ruler. I don't want to take advantage of this, so that Professor Lang will not dare to come next time. However, I heard that Professor Lang has taken in an apprentice. How about letting this one do it for you?" ?" Mei Wenhua looked at Mo Xiaoyu and smiled strangely.
Grandma, this old man really holds grudges. He hid himself, but was caught by this guy. Lang Jianbai and Long Dingtian didn't know what was wrong with Mo Xiaoyu and Mei Wenhua, but Long Youxuan I know, seeing this scene, I couldn't help but secretly worried for Mo Xiaoyu.
According to Mei Wenhua's temper, if Mo Xiaoyu really wrote this word, he should not let him hang it up. It is a trivial matter for the culture to tease Mo Xiaoyu, he is an unknown person, but if it is said that this was written by Professor Lang Jianbai's close disciple, then Mo Xiaoyu will not be able to get ahead.
Lang Jianbai was stunned for a moment, wondering why Mei Wenhua fell in love with Mo Xiaoyu, but he didn't want Mo Xiaoyu to show his ability in front of others, but if he was not allowed to write, this matter would really end badly.
Mo Xiaoyu looked at Lang Jianbai and saw Lang Jianbai nodding slightly, so he turned his head and said to Mei Wenhua, "Old man, listen to you, no problem, let's eat first, then write, well, I'm hungry now."
Mei Wenhua didn't expect that this kid would really dare to accept the offer. He thought that as long as Long Dingtian made peace, the matter would be fine, but he didn't expect Mo Xiaoyu to agree, and he was so straightforward.
"Okay, okay, take it easy everyone, I'm going to prepare." After Mei Wenhua exited, she closed the door.
"Xiaoyu, this stubborn old man, why did you provoke him?" Lang Jianbai asked after Mei Wenhua left.
"I didn't offend him too much, I just" Mo Xiaoyu whispered. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com