Chapter 767: Imperial City Restaurant

"Not bad! A few days ago, the Flame helped find a frozen white tiger in the forest and dedicated it to the South. Master can go to the South."
Flames help the South...
Feng Chuge slightly picked up the scorpion.
On that day, my father’s horror was also to let her go to the flames to help the South.
"It seems that this is a coincidence." The emperor was also smiling on the side.
Feng Chuge and the emperor looked at each other, and the two slightly nodded.
"Let's go to the South!"
"Hey! Don't hurry, this is noon, I am hungry, Master, let's go eat well, I will take you to the best restaurants in the Imperial City."
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The Imperial City Restaurant is especially stylish.
After Master Qingyun arrived at the restaurant with Feng Chuge and his party, someone immediately came to greet him.
"It is Master Qingyun! Please come in, please come in!"
In the Imperial City, Master Qingyun is a great existence.
"Master, you go ahead." Master Qingyun turned and looked at the Fengchu song.
This kind of respectful attitude, the small eyes that can be seen to meet are straight.
Hey, who are these people? Even let Master Qingyun be so polite to them!
And... teacher, master...? ?
Xiao Yan had no time to think about it, but he saw that Master Qingyun and others had already taken the second floor and were busy with it.
This is the private room dedicated to Qingyun Master. After Feng Chuge went in, Master Qingyun sang some songs to Fengchu. "Master, this restaurant environment is not bad?"
"Unsatisfactory." Feng Chuge sat down casually, looking around and said.
Master Qingyun is not angry, just watching Feng Chuge and the Emperor.
He used to think that these two people are full of pies! He knows that his master must have come from a mysterious place.
Master Qingyun is also a well-informed person. He also knows that there are people outside of heaven.
I was thinking, Xiao Yan was serving.
But when the Master Qingyun arrives, the best dishes from the restaurant will come up, and today is also true.
"Master Qingyun, the dishes are all on, you use it slowly." The management of the restaurant heard that Master Qingyun came, and personally came to serve.
The management of the matter fell, not far from the imperial dust path automatic chopsticks, picked up a drunken shrimp, after peeling off the shell, was sent into the Fengchu song.
Feng Chuge finished the shrimp, his brows were slight, "The time of soaking is not long enough, not enough taste, the shrimp is not delicious enough. Bad comment!"
After that, she reached out and picked up a dish, ate two, and browed again. "The vinegar is too much, the taste is partial, and the evaluation!"
That management did not expect that the gimmick would make this evaluation not far away, and his face was already dark.
"Who are you? You don't even put Master Qingyun in your eyes! Master Qingyun hasn't moved chopsticks yet. Are you moving first?"
Listening to this screaming scream, Feng Chuge raised his eyes and saw that he looked at himself with dissatisfaction.
"With this leisure time to manage these chores, it is better to think of ways to improve the dishes of your restaurant. Otherwise, I will only be afraid of fewer and fewer customers. It is impossible to earn a lifetime of money by virtue of fame." Feng Chuge lifted Eyes, continue.
This is the steward of the South House and was sent to the restaurant to do things.
It has always been a highly respected existence. Who dares not always from him?
Now, suddenly being criticized by a yellow-haired girl, it is a bit irritating. "Where is the wild donkey head, is the Imperial City Restaurant round you getting your fingertips?!"