The landlady held up her forehead helplessly, turned her head and smiled softly and said, "Sorry, I'm really bothering you." Have you ordered yet? "

"just poke the chardonnay and mountain and sea soup, and have a jar of peach blossom wine." Chang Yu pointed to the menu and replied quietly. At the end, he added, "the degree of this wine should not be high, is it?" Or switch to a sweet bar. " She didn't care about it herself, but she was afraid that Ji Yao would be out of her mind when she had just a few lower bellies.

"all right." The landlady smiled softly, ticked a few strokes on the menu and took Zhao Xi to the kitchen downstairs. There is an antique menu left on the table. the names of the dishes are very classical. What they look like in the end can only be speculated by the names on the pictures. When the landlady and they left, Chang Yu remembered in a trance that they were standing here waiting for their own order, which should also be ready to answer questions for the guests.

"I think I know why it's deserted here." Ji Yaoguang propped up his chin and replied lazily. The laughter in the restaurant opposite floated into their ears with the wind, and the cold silence in the hustle and bustle was not bad for them, but not too bleak for the people who opened the restaurant.

"Hmm? What is the reason? " What on earth is the reason, Zhao Xi has already said, but Chang Yu still asked along with Ji Yaoguang's words.

"if you don't have some ink in your stomach, you won't dare to enter this restaurant for fear of inferiority." Ji Yaoguang smiled and said, "look at this poetic name. If you don't read some books, how can you understand it?"

"isn't the so-called plucking chardonnay a present-day hot pot? The ancients are still interesting. It is recorded in an ancient book that a guy picked up a rabbit in the mountain, but there was no cook to follow him. Guess what, he lit a stove and used wine sauce, chili and thin rice as sauces to rinse the meat. Others wrote a poem saying, 'the waves surge, the snow on the river clears, and the wind turns over the sunset.' " When Ji Yaoguang talked about these things, Ji Yaoguang was beaming. "and the mountain and sea soup we ordered is, to put it bluntly, 'shrimp, bamboo shoots and fern soup.' pick some tender bamboo shoots and ferns to pass through the soup, and then cut the unthorned fish and shrimp into soup and steam. Add seasonings such as oil and salt sauce and pepper, get some flour, and steam it together."

"mm-hmm." Chang Yu refrained from smiling, but felt that the high-spirited Ji Yaoguang was particularly lovely. "see what you say, are you ready to be a cook?"

Speaking of this, Ji Yaoguang had some resentment. She glanced at Chang Yu and said, "my cooking is actually not bad, but I just don't have a chance to perform." For the actress, figure is a matter of urgency. The diet of Changyu at home is more strict, while she herself is slowly lost in the entertainment industry, and gradually fades the impulse to wash her hands and make vegetable soup herself.

"well, it's my fault." Chang Yu nodded and smiled at the corners of his lips. "I'll give you a chance to show when I go home." Quite a few of the books in the study are strange books found by Ji Yaoguang, including recipes. In this respect, Changyu really has no interest at all. But can those ancient prescriptions really be restored? She has eaten some home-cooked dishes made by Ji Yaoguang, which are really good, but she remains suspicious of those ancient recipes. For example, when I was in college, the jar of failed wine buried under the tree one year. Her hobby is messing with wooden gadgets, and Ji Yaoguang is immersed in these strange prescriptions.

From Chang Yu's eyes, Ji Yaoguang saw her mind and also remembered an old thing. When she got a recipe for green plum wine, she pushed off everything with Chang Yu and excitedly went to the orchard to pick and pick green plums herself. The process was happy, and she still remembered the clothes torn by the horizontal branches of course, the final result is not to be mentioned. After that, she secretly tried several times by herself, and finally succeeded. However, the result of a drunken drink was that Chang Yu wouldn't let her touch the wine again.

Chapter 36 036

In the same area and the same restaurant, one is busy and the other is deserted. The difference is really big. If you had a bad mentality, you would have closed down long ago, right?! When Ji Yaoguang and Ji Yaoguang came down from upstairs, the landlady was still sitting and reading, while the little girl was probably helping in the kitchen. The landlady nodded and smiled at them without saying anything polite.

"it's a pity that such a good restaurant has been buried. Do you think we should -" Ji Yaoguang stopped suddenly when he caught a glimpse of a woman coming out of the opposite door. At a distance, the face reflected in the mind is blurred, and the posture slowly overlaps with the image in the memory. With a thump in his heart, his face suddenly turned white under a lot of cover-up. The person who should appear will still appear, and that person also exists in this world, isn't it? Glancing nervously at Chang Yu, Ji Yaoguang was relieved to see that there was doubt in her eyes, but she could not see the image of the woman. She didn't divorce Chang Yu, so she didn't have a chance to let others get involved. With a sigh of relief, she covered her lips and coughed and went on with the topic, "shall we publicize the Spring Banquet?"

"it may embarrass the rest of the voice." Chang Yu looked back at the long string of red lanterns fluttering in the wind, and his eyes were filled with regret. Although he had never been to the opposite door, Lu Yusheng praised it and became friends with the landlady. If they praise the "spring banquet", they don't know what will come out of it. Moreover, according to the meaning of Zhao Xi in the store, the two are very different from each other. I don't know what kind of words the opposite door said during the live broadcast.

"mm-hmm." Ji Yaoguang nodded slightly, which was regarded as agreeing with Chang Yu's words. What can be seen from the landlady's attitude is a kind of peace of mind, but the little girl inside is a little anxious. In today's society, it is a lie to say that the smell of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley. If the landlady wanted to come to this restaurant, she wouldn't be so down and out.

Back at home, Chang Yu automatically assumed the honorable position of "shoveling shit official". She seemed to automatically add several layers of filters to her eyes, unable to see the ugliness of the little milk for fear of competing with her for favor, a sense of crisis floated in her heart, but was soon expelled by another, more intense emotion. The figure always lingered in her mind, and the image she saw was the switch to mobilize all her emotions, and she was unwilling and unreconciled. Her hatred for herself and her ruthless resentment against Changyu erupted like a blowout in her heart. Even now, she has a new opportunity, but it is still difficult to calm down. Who is that woman? What is her relationship with Changyu? Why are they so close? Now one question after another will never be answered. It is said to cherish the people in front of her, cherish the present, but she still can not help but recall, so that her heart slowly caged a layer of gloom.