C23 Meet

It seems like they really don't eat spicy food here.

He was addicted to spicy dishes, stir-fried vegetables and chili peppers, and he also had chilli sauce for dinner.

There were no more chilies now, so what should he do in the future?

Shen Qing replied, "It's delicious. Stone will definitely like it."

Looking at Rock's joyous eating appearance, it was unknown if it was because he hadn't eaten anything delicious in a long time, or because he had been led astray by a glutton.

Stone ate hurriedly, almost choking on his food. He quickly drank a mouthful of wonton soup and tasted the fresh soup.

Only now did Rock realize that there was something else in the soup.

"Big sister, why did you put dumplings in the soup? Dumplings don't eat like this. And your dumpling filling is too small. "

"What dumplings? This is called wonton." You can understand that they were an ancestor and developed into different branches. " Shen Qing explained as she ate.

"Elder sister's explanation is really interesting."

Shitou smiled. Ever since I woke up, my sister has changed a lot. She doesn't remember what she should remember at all, and she knows a lot of what she shouldn't, and her speech is also different from before.

The two of them did not speak any further. After finishing their meal, they cleaned up the place and returned to the main hall. They prepared to leave the restaurant and continue shopping.

After so long, there was probably no one left at the morning market, so he could only go to the shop.

Just as the two of them were about to leave the restaurant, they heard Shopkeeper Xie call out to them from behind:

"Little friends, please wait a moment."

Shen Qing was startled. Call him?

How did he become a 'little friend' after breakfast?

He turned around and saw the fat shopkeeper looking at him with a smile and said:

"Young friend, please wait a moment. Our junior family has an invitation." With that, he looked at Stone and said:

"This little brother will first take a rest in the main hall and have a taste of our green tea and snacks."

Then, he gestured to Shen Qing to go by herself. This time, he was the one leading the way.

Shi Mu looked at Shen Qing doubtfully. Shen Qing thought for a moment, then nodded slightly, indicating that Shi Mu should stay calm and wait for her for a while.

Since those two young masters weren't willing to leave, they would first meet them and adapt as they pleased.

Along the way, the manager went upstairs.

On the second floor, the tables were clearly fewer than the ones downstairs. The distance between each table was larger, and each table was covered by a screen. The guests at the table could not see each other, but they could hear each other if they spoke too loudly.

This romantic image reminded Shen Qing of a modern tea shop.

Tea shops generally had this kind of layout, but it was more of a style.

Upstairs, it was different from the second floor. There was a long passageway with many rooms on both sides.

Wasn't this the prototype of the larger restaurants in his previous life? The one called the private room!

This is called a private room.

Regardless of whether it was a private room or a private room, they were all rooms. There was no one to be seen, no sound to be heard, and their privacy was very good. It was an excellent location for a secret meeting.

"Little lady, our Young Master is at the Wind Listening Pavilion. This way, please. "

Shopkeeper Xie pointed at the right passageway with one hand.

After turning a corner, Shopkeeper Xie lightly knocked on the door and carefully said: "Young Master, the person has arrived."

"Let her in!" Mo Huan's slow and careless voice came out.

Shopkeeper Xie opened the door and let Shen Qing in. He stood at the door, bowed to the person inside and left.

This room was very special. There were many windows. If the windows were all opened on the third floor, it would definitely be very windy. No wonder it was called the "Hearing Wind Pavilion".

The walls between each window were hung with varying views of ink and ink.

Although Shen Qing had studied painting in her previous life, it was a drawing and oil painting. As for Chinese painting, she was an outsider to that kind of painting with a brush.

Although the painting's method was different, the charm in the painting was similar.

She could see that these paintings were not ordinary. Although they were only a few brushes, they expressed the main theme of the painter and the charm of the painting.

Shen Qing looked at the decorations inside. It was a carved bed for lunch break. It should have the same function as a modern sofa.

In front of a very big window, there was an exquisite set of sandalwood tables and chairs. On the wide chairs, two people were leisurely sitting. They were Mo Huan and Zhao Xuanzhi.

Shen Qing stood at the doorway, not going in at all, looking straight at them, waiting for them to speak first.

Zhao Xuanzhi had been holding a teacup the whole time, tasting it without taking a sip. It seemed like he wasn't interested in her appearance at all.

Mo Huan looked at Shen Qing and suddenly asked with a smile.

"Little girl, what's the name of that thing that looks like a spring cake? What was in it? What's that crisp one? "

Zhao Xuanzhi glanced at Mo Huan, but didn't say anything as he continued tasting the tea. Shen Qing thought to herself:

If you keep drinking tea like this, don't you need to go to the toilet?

Hearing a voice asking her, Shen Qing turned her attention back to Mo Huan and replied:

"Pancakes are also a kind of cake. Have you met your requirements? If that's the case, then I can leave now. " After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait." Mo Huan suddenly said something to stop him and asked again:

"Don't be in such a hurry to leave yet. Let me ask you, you asked your brother to find a bamboo board, is it for this purpose? "

Shen Qing looked at Mo Huan in surprise. She looked around the room again and found a window facing the kitchen.

At the moment, the window was still ajar. Listening carefully, one could still hear footsteps and conversations downstairs.

"This room of yours shouldn't be called Wind Listening Pavilion, it should be called Eavesdropping Pavilion."

Shen Qing did not directly answer Mo Huan's question, but she was very unhappy about being spied on.

"Eavesdrop?"

Mo Huan lowered his head and thought for a moment. His eyes flashed with a trace of light.

Then, he raised his head with a disdainful smile on his face and said:

"A lot of the information that others tell you may not be true, but it could only be true if it was heard secretly behind your back. I don't need any false information, as long as it's true. "

Mo Huan paused, looked at Shen Qing's expressionless face, and continued:

"As for your cake, it doesn't matter if you don't want to talk about it. "But I have a good suggestion. Are you interested?"

Shen Qing looked at Mo Huan's calculating expression and was sure that his family must be in business.

But then he realized that he had grown up under his father's tutelage, and occasionally participated in his father's overseas projects during his spare time. He was still a business student, and it wasn't easy to figure him out as a talented girl with a high IQ who came from a modern, highly developed society.

"Tell me, let's see if the suggestion you tall and powerful generals give will also be the same."

Shen Qing stood for a long time, a little tired, then leaned against the door and asked with her hands crossed.

"Gao Fujun? High and mighty? "What do you mean?" Mo Huan asked.

He then said to himself, "Gao Fujun, you should be referring to me. Gao should be saying that my status is very high, rich, I do not lack silver, and can be considered to be very rich, and I am indeed very handsome. "But what is this great being?"

Then he looked at Zhao Xuanzhi and saw that Zhao Xuanzhi was still holding his tea cup with the same expression as before.

Then he looked at Shen Qing with a questioning gaze.