Chapter 402: The 'Ordinary' Lamb Mutton Brought to Eat by Ye Wangchuan
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Qiao Nian Ye Wang Chuan
Qiao Nian didn't know that the people she met on Tsinghua University's campus still knew Fu Ge.
She has already taken the car to a small shop where someone suggested that the hot-boiled mutton is very authentic.
"Miss Qiao, here we are."
The car entered a quaint alley and parked outside. They walked in. It was Saturday, and Ye Wangchuan brought her here as if it were a tourist attraction. The narrow alley was full of tourists, Shannanhai Both sides of the road are lined with many small shops with a size of [-] square meters, selling porcelain, antiques and beaded necklaces worth [-] yuan.
She thought it would take a long time to get to the place he said to eat, but who knew that they had already stopped in front of a courtyard.
You can still hear the chatter of bustling tourists on Qianjie Street. A street away, there are winding paths here, quiet and leisurely.
There is also a big osmanthus tree planted in front of the door.
October osmanthus is fragrant, and the faint scent of osmanthus can be smelled throughout the path.
Gu San seemed to be very familiar with this place, and said with a smile: "Miss Qiao, this is the place. This hot-boiled mutton restaurant is very delicious. It can be said that it is the most authentic one in Beijing. His family needs to reserve a location half a year in advance, and most people still eat it." not."
Qiao Nian raised the tip of her eyes, looked at the green brick and green tile eaves in front of her, and said leisurely, "Well, I can see it."
Yuan Yongqin bought her a courtyard house in Beijing.
9 digits.
The location is not as good, nor is it as big.
Opening a store in this kind of place to sell boiled mutton is basically a private dish.
As long as the word "private house" is attached, it is not a place where you can eat it casually.
The price is as authentic as the taste!
Ordinary people in these places may not even hear the names, and they will not appear on some review apps. After all, ordinary people can’t afford it, let alone the taste of reviews.
"Let's go." Ye Wangchuan was familiar with this place, and led Qiao Nian in.
Qiao Nian didn't care, she could afford to come by herself, but she couldn't get a seat, so she followed in casually.
Only Gu San looked at the two of them more casually than the other, and then thought about how excited he was just now, touched the tip of his nose, and followed in with a huff.
The courtyard house is as big as Qiao Nian thought, and the inside is the style of the old Beijing city. The decoration is not exquisite, there are no southern pavilions, and more of the rough atmosphere of northern buildings.
The boss here seems to be very familiar with Ye Wangchuan.
As soon as they entered, the boss came up to welcome them. After seeing Ye Wangchuan, he couldn't stop smiling. He looked in her direction frequently, but he didn't know what to say.
Qiao Nian didn't care, she looked around lazily with her dark eyes.
Soon the boss found a vacant seat in a box for them and brought the pot up.
It was also delivered with a red dipping saucer that was different from the sesame sauce.
Ye Wangchuan picked up the dipping dish with her beautiful hand, put it in front of the girl who was sitting reclined there playing with her mobile phone, and said in a low voice: "It's a bit spicy, tell me if you can't take it later, I'll ask the boss to change it for you."
Gu San looked at the plate of red oil dipping sauce that was brought up, and couldn't turn his eyes away.I feel emotional in my heart, if other guests who come here see this dipping dish, their eyeballs will definitely fall out!
No way, Kyōshi
She has already taken the car to a small shop where someone suggested that the hot-boiled mutton is very authentic.
"Miss Qiao, here we are."
The car entered a quaint alley and parked outside. They walked in. It was Saturday, and Ye Wangchuan brought her here as if it were a tourist attraction. The narrow alley was full of tourists, Shannanhai Both sides of the road are lined with many small shops with a size of [-] square meters, selling porcelain, antiques and beaded necklaces worth [-] yuan.
She thought it would take a long time to get to the place he said to eat, but who knew that they had already stopped in front of a courtyard.
You can still hear the chatter of bustling tourists on Qianjie Street. A street away, there are winding paths here, quiet and leisurely.
There is also a big osmanthus tree planted in front of the door.
October osmanthus is fragrant, and the faint scent of osmanthus can be smelled throughout the path.
Gu San seemed to be very familiar with this place, and said with a smile: "Miss Qiao, this is the place. This hot-boiled mutton restaurant is very delicious. It can be said that it is the most authentic one in Beijing. His family needs to reserve a location half a year in advance, and most people still eat it." not."
Qiao Nian raised the tip of her eyes, looked at the green brick and green tile eaves in front of her, and said leisurely, "Well, I can see it."
Yuan Yongqin bought her a courtyard house in Beijing.
9 digits.
The location is not as good, nor is it as big.
Opening a store in this kind of place to sell boiled mutton is basically a private dish.
As long as the word "private house" is attached, it is not a place where you can eat it casually.
The price is as authentic as the taste!
Ordinary people in these places may not even hear the names, and they will not appear on some review apps. After all, ordinary people can’t afford it, let alone the taste of reviews.
"Let's go." Ye Wangchuan was familiar with this place, and led Qiao Nian in.
Qiao Nian didn't care, she could afford to come by herself, but she couldn't get a seat, so she followed in casually.
Only Gu San looked at the two of them more casually than the other, and then thought about how excited he was just now, touched the tip of his nose, and followed in with a huff.
The courtyard house is as big as Qiao Nian thought, and the inside is the style of the old Beijing city. The decoration is not exquisite, there are no southern pavilions, and more of the rough atmosphere of northern buildings.
The boss here seems to be very familiar with Ye Wangchuan.
As soon as they entered, the boss came up to welcome them. After seeing Ye Wangchuan, he couldn't stop smiling. He looked in her direction frequently, but he didn't know what to say.
Qiao Nian didn't care, she looked around lazily with her dark eyes.
Soon the boss found a vacant seat in a box for them and brought the pot up.
It was also delivered with a red dipping saucer that was different from the sesame sauce.
Ye Wangchuan picked up the dipping dish with her beautiful hand, put it in front of the girl who was sitting reclined there playing with her mobile phone, and said in a low voice: "It's a bit spicy, tell me if you can't take it later, I'll ask the boss to change it for you."
Gu San looked at the plate of red oil dipping sauce that was brought up, and couldn't turn his eyes away.I feel emotional in my heart, if other guests who come here see this dipping dish, their eyeballs will definitely fall out!
No way, Kyōshi
