amaotonovel Chapter 942: Confused about what to eat
Chapter 942: Confused about what to eat
"Ouch, is it raining?"
Yurong was originally listening to music and admiring the beautiful scenery passing by on the roadside, when suddenly a few raindrops began to drip on the car window. It looked like a heavy rain was about to come!
The raindrops fell on the window and flowed down. Wouldn't this affect King Jing's vision?
Seeing that Prince Jing and Princess Jing, who were sitting in front of him, did not react much, Yu Rong was thinking about whether to remind them or stop the car and wait until the rain subsided before driving on.
But before he could speak, he suddenly saw two long black "rods" appear on the glass in front of the car, swaying regularly from side to side, and in a few seconds they wiped away the falling raindrops.
"Is he really a god?!"
Yurong praised in disbelief, saying that this car is really full of surprises!
After three days of travel, they finally arrived at Qingfeng Town.
Lin Yutang looked at the increasingly familiar street ahead and asked Yurong:
"Master Rong, it's time for lunch. Do you want hot pot, home-cooked meals, barbecue, grilled fish, or something like that?"
Yurong looked at his good disciple beside him in confusion, hoping that he could give him some advice. He wanted to eat everything, what should he do?
I used to have no desire for food, but now I want to eat everything.
Could it be that he is possessed by a pig spirit?
"Master, how about we have hot pot for lunch?
BBQ dinner.”
Although Qiao Yuqian was also very conflicted, he knew one thing: barbecue would be more enjoyable if eaten at night.
As for the home-cooked meals, it’s not too late to eat them tomorrow. Anyway, they can play here for a while before returning to the palace.
"Okay, I'll listen to Qian'er."
Yurong had the same idea as Qiao Yuqian. Since they were already here, they might as well go and have a good time eating and shopping in the legendary Qingfeng Town!
Seeing that Yurong had already made up his mind, Qiao Jingnian drove directly towards Lin's Hot Pot Restaurant, while Lin Yutang picked up his phone and sent a message to Lin Zhi, asking her to arrange a private room in the hot pot restaurant.
"Okay, here we are."
After Qiao Jingnian parked the car, Yurong, Qiao Yuqian and Zhu Anran couldn't wait to get out. They first stood beside the car and stretched their bodies in unison. No matter how comfortable a big car was, it was still a bit tiring to sit in it for a long time.
So when I looked at Qiao Jingnian, who was driving all the way but still standing tall and looking energetic, I felt even more admiration for him.
"Master Rong, please come in."
Seeing Xuan Qi also got off the car, Qiao Jingnian and Lin Yutang led the way and brought everyone into the hot pot restaurant.
“This fragrance!”
As soon as they opened the curtain, a comfortable cool breeze and the rich aroma of spicy hot pot rushed towards them. Yurong and the others couldn't help but take a deep breath. It smelled so good!
I feel like even drinking porridge with this smell would be delicious, right?
"Master! Prince! Master Rong!"
Uncle Yang quickly ran to the few people and bowed quietly, then led them to the private room on the second floor that had been prepared long ago.
"Wang...Xiaotang, your hot pot restaurant is really well run!
The environment inside this store, the tables and chairs, the pots! Hey, these are all things I've never seen before!"
Yurong originally wanted to call her Princess, but suddenly remembered that Lin Yutang had just said that she could just call her Xiaotang in public, so he quickly changed his words.
As he went upstairs, he looked at the scene downstairs where people were eating hot pot enthusiastically with reluctance.
Amidst the fragrant aroma and lingering smoke, everyone enjoyed the meal to their heart's content.
"Qian'er, you see, it seems that eating a hot pot can bring people closer together."
Yurong felt emotional and turned his head to talk to his little disciple.
This is the real feeling of life, so warm.
"Hey, I ordered this lamb roll. I just asked you if you wanted a full portion or half. You said you didn't like lamb, so I ordered a half portion. And you've already eaten four or five slices. That's too much!"
As he was talking, Yurong was attracted by the sound of two people "arguing" just below the stairs.
Oh no, two big men started arguing over a piece of fat lamb roll. Two pairs of chopsticks were holding the same piece of fat lamb roll, and neither of them was willing to give in.
Forehead. . . . . .
Isn't it a bit embarrassing after I just said that?
"Even though they were fighting over a piece of meat, their chopsticks were both reaching out together, which also means they were 'closer in distance,' right?"
Yurong tries to make up for it.
Hearing this, Qiao Yuqian and others covered their mouths and laughed.