After Huang Rong sat down, Song Yang waved at the waiter.
The waiter came forward and saw Huang Rong's dirty and poor appearance. A trace of disdain flashed across his eyes before he asked Song Yang,"What would you like, sir?"
"Little brother, order whatever you want to eat.”Song Yang smiled and signaled for Huang Rong to order.
Huang Rong's eyes darted around as she said to Song Yang,""No matter how much I eat, will you treat me?”
Song Yang also wanted to see how Huang Rong would tease the waiter, so he nodded and said,"Of course."
As Song Yang spoke, he looked around the restaurant and saw a simple and honest young man sitting at the table by the window. He was wearing an expensive black mink coat and a felt hat. Song Yang knew that the kid should be Guo Jing, right?
Song Yang glanced at Guo Jing. He knew that Guo Jing had wanted to help Huang Rong, but seeing that Song Yang had already stepped forward, he ignored him and continued to eat the food on the table.
When Huang Rong saw Song Yang's indifferent expression and remembered the look of disdain on the waiter's face just now, she turned to the waiter and said,"Do you think I'm poor and not worthy of eating the food in your shop? I'm afraid that the best wine and dishes you bring are not to my taste.”
When the waiter heard this, he thought Huang Rong was bragging and said lazily,""Is that so? If you can point it out, we can always do it. I'm just afraid that no one will pay for it.”
Huang Rong smiled lightly. Seeing that Song Yang didn't say anything, she said,"First, four dried fruits, four fresh fruits, two salty and sour fruits, and four candied fruits.”
The waiter was shocked and did not expect her to speak so loudly. He asked,"Which candied fruits do you want?"
Huang Rong said," A small restaurant in such a poor place probably can't produce anything good. Let's do it this way. The four dried fruits are lychee, longan, steamed dates, and gingko." Fresh fruits, fresh as you pick them. Salty and sour, I want fragrant cherry blossoms and ginger plum blossoms. I wonder if I can buy them here? Candied fruit? They were rose oranges, fragrant grapes, candied peaches, and pear meat.”
The waiter heard Huang Rong's words and could not help but put away his underestimation.
Huang Rong said,"There are no fresh fish and prawns here to go with the wine. Hmm, just eight so-so dishes."”
"What do you like to eat, sir?" the waiter asked.”
Huang Rong looked at Song Yang again. Seeing that he was sitting there very calmly, she continued,"Sigh, it's impossible not to make things clear. The eight dishes were fried quail, stir-fried duck feet, chicken tongue soup, deer belly stuffed with Jiang Yao, mandarin duck fried beef tendon, chrysanthemum rabbit shreds, fried roe legs, ginger vinegar golden and silver hoof. I'll only choose what you can cook here. We'll skip the expensive dishes.”
The waiter's mouth was wide open. When Huang Rong finished speaking, he quickly said,"The price of these eight dishes is not small. Just the duck feet and chicken tongue soup alone would require dozens of chickens and ducks.”
Huang Rong giggled and pointed at Song Yang."This old man is the host. Do you think he can't afford it?”
"Whatever this little brother wants, you can do it.”Song Yang took out two gold ingots and placed them on the table. He didn't say anything and just watched with interest, watching how Huang Rong scared the waiter.
When the waiter saw Song Yang take out two gold ingots, he did not dare to offend him. He quickly agreed and then carefully asked Huang Rong,"Sir, is this enough? What else do you want?”
"With twelve dishes and eight desserts, it should be enough," Huang Rong said.”
The waiter did not dare to ask for the name of the dish again, afraid that she would not be able to order it. He quickly ordered the kitchen to choose the best selection and asked Huang Rong,"What wine do you want? The store has ten-year-old Zhuyeqing Fenjiu. Can you give me two cents first?”
"Alright, we'll just have to deal with it." Huang Rong said.”
Soon, fruits and candied fruits were served on the table one by one. Song Yang tasted each of them, while Huang Rong talked while eating. Her speech was elegant and she talked about the customs of the south, showing her profound knowledge.
Song Yang came from the modern era. In terms of seeing the world, how could Song Yang lose to her? She had heard countless strange things and the two of them had a good chat.
An hour later, the two tables were filled with food and wine. Huang Rong's alcohol tolerance was very low, so she only picked a few light dishes with her chopsticks. Suddenly, she called the waiter over and scolded,"Your Jiang Yaozhu is from five years ago. How can you sell it for money?”
When the shopkeeper heard this, he quickly came over and smiled apologetically."My dear customer, you have a sharp tongue. I'm really sorry, but this restaurant doesn't have Jiang Yao Zhu. There's nothing new in Tongzhangkou."
Huang Rong waved her hand and started talking to Song Yang again. She was the daughter of Master Huang from Eastern Evil, so naturally, she had a bit of evil aura. In addition, Huang Rong had just entered the martial arts world, so she was a straightforward and innocent girl who liked to play pranks on others.
"He's really someone who doesn't want to suffer a loss.”Song Yang smiled and shook his head.
"Oh right, my surname is Song and my name is Yang.”Song Yang smiled and asked Huang Rong.
"My surname is Huang, and my name is Rong.”Huang Rong replied.
"Huang Rong? Why does it sound like a girl's name?”Song Yang looked at Huang Rong gently and said with a smile. His strange gaze made Huang Rong's heart pound…
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