Fast Wear: A Different Life

Chapter 274 Qinling Sacred Tree (33)

After a while, Ji Xiao and Zhang Qiling finished their conversation and walked out of the kitchen one after another, carrying trays filled with food and refreshing drinks.

"Sit down and have something to eat." She asked everyone to sit down first, and then said casually: "It seems so. My father bought it for me when I was three years old. It took five or six years to repair it. The furniture here is made of pure solid wood imported from abroad. If you like, you can stay for a few more days. Usually, Qi Ling and I live here alone."

After swallowing the food in his mouth, Fatty Wang said, "Hehehe, sister, thank you so much! I have lived for most of my life, but I have never lived in such a big and nice house!"

Wu Xie swallowed all the food in his mouth that he hadn't chewed yet, nodded excitedly and said, "Okay, okay, thank you very much."

Then, his face was filled with envy and longing, and he muttered to himself: "When can I afford to live in a house like this? My Wushanju is about to go bankrupt."

Xie Yuchen listened to their conversation quietly. When everyone had finished eating, he slowly put down his bowl and chopsticks, wiped the corners of his mouth, and said, "Thank you for the hospitality."

Then, he looked at Wu Xie with a hint of sarcasm and said teasingly, "You don't have to pay rent for Wushanju at all, so it doesn't matter to you whether it closes down or not. Even if it really closes down, the worst that can happen is that you can just change your name and turn it into a teahouse and continue to operate."

"I'm saying, Jie Xiaohua, you..." Wu Xie wanted to argue, but then he thought that what the other party said was true and he seemed to have no way to defend himself, so he closed his mouth in dissatisfaction and continued to enjoy the food quietly.

Everyone was obviously hungry. After rushing all the way here, they happened to arrive at lunch time, so naturally their appetites were whetted.

After lunch, Wu Xie and Fatty both leaned on the sofa, stroking their round bellies, and muttered contentedly: "I'm too full. Your food is really delicious."

The fat man also echoed: "That's right, Fatty, I have never tasted such delicious food. The last time doesn't count." Seeing them like this, Ji Xiao went to the kitchen to boil a pot of hawthorn water, and poured a cup for each of them, and gently advised: "Drink some water, it can help digestion; if you like it here, you might as well stay a few more days, you can order whatever you want."

Xie Yuchen laughed and said, "Wu Xie, you've had enough. Can't your Wu family afford to support you? As far as I remember, it was you who went bankrupt, not your entire Wu family. And your second uncle would not let you starve to death."

After hearing this, Wu Xie's face turned a little ugly, but he did not refute, just snorted coldly, but his mood improved after a while.

Then, Wu Xie turned to look at Ji Xiao and said softly, "Don't bother. Cooking is tiring. We can go out to eat."

At this time, Ji Xiao and Zhang Qiling were sitting together. Zhang Qiling was leisurely fiddling with Ji Xiao's hair, while Ji Xiao was casually playing with his fingers, especially his unusual hairline fingers, which she really loved.

She replied nonchalantly, "It's not a big deal. I ask the chef at my hotel to prepare the food and send it to me. Although they can't offer all eight major cuisines, they can make anything I like. Just order whatever you want and have them deliver it to me in the evening."

"Damn, is this such a big deal?" Ji Xiao's words were like a thunderclap, instantly making Fatty Wang jump up. He widened his eyes and looked at Ji Xiao in disbelief.

Ji Xiao smiled slightly, as if she was used to Wang Pangzi's reaction. She continued to explain, "It's okay, because I don't like other people at home, and I don't like cooking. So my dad hired a lot of chefs with superb cooking skills to prevent me from going hungry." After saying that, she winked at everyone mischievously.

Fatty Wang asked cautiously, "So the hotel you run is..."

"Anman Hotel." The other party replied (this is a private setting by the author).

"Oh my god. If your family is so rich, why do you still go to the grave to rob?" Fatty Wang asked in confusion. "I majored in history in college, and robbing graves is just a personal hobby for me. I just watch."

Wu Xie was sitting nearby, listening in confusion. He looked at Fatty with a puzzled look on his face and asked, "What is Anman Hotel? Is it that great?"

As soon as this topic was mentioned, Fatty immediately became excited. After all, for Fatty Wang, besides money, there was only food. So he grabbed Wu Xie and said excitedly, "You are so naive. You know, this Anman Hotel is a real five-star hotel. There is only one such hotel!

I heard that his food tastes great, but the price is also shockingly expensive. If you want to eat there, you have to make a reservation a week or even a month in advance.

I heard that their specialty is homemade dishes, which are made based on what ingredients are available that day. The dishes are different every day, and they are sold in limited quantities. I heard that all the vegetables they use are from their own farm. "

"Wow, so awesome!" Wu Xie opened his mouth in surprise.

Xie Yuchen, who was standing by, knew which hotel it was after hearing the name of the hotel. But as far as he knew, the owner of this hotel should be named Qi! However, he did not dwell on it too much.

However, after some gossip driven by curiosity, everyone did not dwell on the matter too much. After all, everyone's fatigue had long dissipated and their appetites were satisfied.

So, Wu Xie immediately took out three snake-browed bronze fish from the underwater tomb. At the same time, Xie Yuchen took out another bronze fish without hesitation.

Then, they sat around the table and began to enthusiastically and in-depth discuss the relevant information they had.

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