After the three yuan and the third, the ministers angered the ceremony and the music collapsed

Chapter 381
Wei Xiang didn't have the patience to listen to Xiaoer's introduction, he just wanted to eat quickly and go home after eating.

He hadn't seen Jiang Zhao for a long time, and the jar of missing in his heart was about to be overturned.

Xiao Er responded and went down to ask the cook to prepare the dishes.

"Okay, wait a moment, two guests, the food will be served soon."

Since neither of them ordered food, the cook in the bubble house would serve them whatever he cooked, which would be faster.

Xiao Er reckoned that their appetite would be enough with four dishes, so he served them five dishes.

In this way, they will not feel that there is not enough food or that the quantity is just right, so that they will not feel that the dishes in Jingshuilou are too small.

Come, he can also earn an extra dish of money, killing two birds with one stone.

These five dishes are all eaten before.

So Wei Xiang just ate a few chopsticks and then stopped, watching Wei Wenxuan keep showing off in his mouth.

While showing off, he also said.

"This is the most delicious Jingshuilou in the capital. It really lives up to its reputation. The taste is really delicious."

"It's better than everything I've eaten in the past 20 years or so combined."

"If I had known there was such a delicious restaurant in the capital, I would have settled in the capital earlier, so that I could eat more."

Wei Wenxuan complained speciously.

Wei Xiang glanced at him, and then said.

"You can eat a lot in the future."

"You don't understand this kind of emotion. There is a kind of friendship called meeting and hating late, and there is a kind of delicious food called eating too late."

"If I was born in this capital, then when I eat this Jingshuilou, I will definitely complain that I was born too late, and I only eat Jingshuilou now."

Wei Wenxuan said while eating.

Wei Xiang really doesn't understand, but it's just a meal in a restaurant.

Other restaurants can also do the same, although there will be differences in taste, but as long as there is money, there will be no difference.

When I first ate this Jingshuilou, although everyone thought it was delicious, it was not as exaggerated as his appearance.

I still remember the first time I came to this Jingshui Tower, when Si Mubai invited everyone to come.

Jiuqi has always been a little book boy who has been doing his best, and he hasn't been spoiled by Jiang Zhao yet.

Serving his young master tremblingly at the side.

And he, because Jiang Zhao never treated him as a slave, so he was also lucky to taste the delicacies of this Jingshuilou.

At that time, Miss's classmates still looked down on her very much, and felt that it was a great shame to eat at the same table as a slave of mine.

At that time, in order to prove that she was not just a slave, the lady deliberately provoked the topic so that he could show himself.

The military knowledge I know is taught by the young lady.

He didn't even understand why there were so many things in Miss's mind.

But the lady loves to read books on weekdays, so it's not unusual to know those things.

Only her grandson taught her the art of war. Although the name is strange, it is indeed a wonderful book.

This Art of War, no matter which country it is placed in, will be looted.

But the young lady taught herself without hesitation.

He never felt that Jiang Zhao should teach himself these things.

On the contrary, he was very grateful to Jiang Zhao for teaching himself these things, so that he had a place in arguing with those gentlemen.

Although he showed his knowledge, those gentlemen still looked down on his status, and everything the lady did was in vain.

In the past, the young lady always wanted to let everyone respect his identity.

Although the lady never said it, he could feel that the lady wanted everyone to be equal.

But I don't know when, although the young lady will still defend herself, but that kind of emotion will never be revealed again.

What Wei Xiang didn't know was that before Jiang Zhao thought he was a time traveler, he could be regarded as the chosen child, or the child of luck.

But the longer she stayed in this world, the more she understood.

What is the chosen child, the child of destiny, in this world, besides power is power.

She was just from a poor family when she crossed over, and she was really overwhelmed if she wanted to fight against those aristocratic families, even with the support of the emperor behind her.

But the emperor has no power in his hands. She tried her best to offend those ministers in the front, and the emperor might not be able to protect herself in the end.

So Jiang Zhao started to play badly later.

Although she can't call the wind and rain like the protagonists in the novels she read in her previous life, she can still experience another kind of life in peace and tranquility.

Wei Xiang thought of these, as if these things happened yesterday.

He kind of missed those days, not because of those, but because of Jiang Zhao who was still alive and kicking back then.

If he went back to that time again, he would definitely prevent Jiang Zhao from entering the palace, no matter what price he had to pay.

Wei Wenxuan looked at him and asked.

"What are you thinking?"

Wei Xiang shook his head: "Nothing."

"Nothing?" Wei Wenxuan obviously didn't believe it, and the expression on his face clearly meant something.

"It's nothing. You have an expression of nostalgia for the past. Could it be that you are reminiscing about the past, right?"

What is Time Like Water?
All he had was the time he spent with the young lady.

Wei Xiang ignored him, this man was crazier than Jiang Zhao and Jiu Qi, he just urged him.

"Hurry up and eat, it's too late to go back later."

Wei Wenxuan thought it was indeed too late, so he increased his eating speed.

"Don't worry, I'll finish eating right away, very quickly."

While desperately stuffing it into his mouth, he said.

In just three or five strokes, my stomach was full.

Wei Xiang glanced at the table over there, what he ate was like a battlefield just after a war, it was a mess.

He glanced at Wei Wenxuan's oily mouth and chin with a little disgust.

Even Jiu Qi's eating habits are much more refined than his.

He was wrong, he shouldn't compare Jiu Qi with others, this is simply an insult to Jiu Qi.

In the past, he didn't like Jiu Qi's carefree, blah, but now, after getting to know Wei Wenxuan, he suddenly found that he was used to showing Jiu Qi.

[-] was also quite good, at least he was a book boy trained by a wealthy family, and he was better than ordinary people no matter what.

No matter how bad he is, he will not turn a neat dining table into a battle scene.

Being stared at by Wei Xiang, Wei Wenxuan wiped his mouth with his sleeve in embarrassment.

"Hehehe, it's the first time I ate such a delicious meal, I just couldn't hold it back, and the way I ate was a bit presumptuous."

"However, I usually eat very politely. You can see it when I eat noodles with you."

Wei Xiang felt that she couldn't see it.

It was as if when I first met him, I didn't realize that he was a more careless person than Jiuqi.

(End of this chapter)