Song Tan Jishi

Mrs. Zhao watched a drama last night and didn’t get up until midnight. When she went downstairs and looked at the empty living room, she couldn’t help but sigh again:

The children are in college, and the husband is not at home. Not to mention watching TV dramas until the sky is dark, and even eating alone is left alone!

 Alas, the life of this rich lady is really degenerate!

She came to the restaurant in a good mood: "Bake me two pieces of oatmeal toast with some fat-reduction food... Oops, I'm a little fat again, I can't eat more."

The nanny smiled and responded: "Let's do it." She turned around and saw a beautiful gift box on the dining table, and then she remembered:

“Madam, this is Changleju’s opening gift box. It is said to be limited in supply every day. It contains treasures and the taste is rare. Please tell me to try it..."

She was quite impressed: "The delivery boy swore to God that if it weren't for the treasure, you would have thrown it in the trash can."

Ouch! If you say this, Mrs. Zhao will have an appetite! When I opened the gift box, I saw the first decent invitation—

 Channgleju opened.

There are so many hotels that have opened these days. Mrs. Zhao put the post aside and lowered her head to look at the contents curiously.

 A plate of creamy yellow chestnut cake is very delicately made, one bite at a time. Groups of three were separated into two sides, obviously with different tastes.

 Then there is a glistening white dessert. When the lid is opened, there is a mediocre white fungus soup inside.

 The last thing that was packed in a separate wooden box was a small portion of tea.

Mrs. Zhao:…

 She received a lot of invitations and souvenirs, and it was really rare for them to be as big as this.

 She was quite speechless. Now she raised her hand to take a photo and sent it to WeChat Moments:

　　【The old man’s favorite place in the past, Changleju, has gradually taken on a new look... Time is not forgiving! 】【Pictures】

As soon as this circle of friends was posted, someone immediately commented:

　　【Hey, Sister Zhao, are you still old? When I walk out the door, I look like a college student]

  【Channgleju? Oh, it is indeed an old restaurant, the chef from which my mother hosted a birthday banquet]

　　【Mrs. Zhao still has face, Changleju is a century-old store here, and we have to send you invitations when it opens new! 】

　　【I also received one at my house early in the morning... As you say, it is indeed an old store. It’s hard to do business, I’d better give it a try]

Mrs. Zhao swiped the phone twice, but she didn’t feel anything after reading too much, so she put the phone aside.

She picked up the cup of tremella soup out of boredom, thinking that this old shop was getting worse and worse. However, as soon as she took a bite of the slightly cold tremella soup, her whole body was instantly refreshed!

　Why, why is it so delicious? !

 The finely chopped white fungus melted in your mouth, and it felt silky smooth when you swallowed it. The slight sweetness was just right... In short, it was white fungus soup, but it was completely different from anything she had ever tasted before!

Mrs. Zhao was in high spirits. She couldn't hold it back at this moment and forgot about the great cause of losing weight. Instead, she took three sips of a small spoon and scraped the entire small bowl clean!

 “Mrs.…” The nanny was stunned.

She wanted to say that you drank milk tea yesterday to lose weight. If you are really hungry for white fungus, we can stew it at noon!

However, Mrs. Zhao no longer cared about other people's opinions. Seeing that she had nothing to drink, she simply opened the divider cover on the plate and reached out to pick up a chestnut cake!

 The entrance is filled with a soft and glutinous powdery texture, followed by a rich sweetness, and then...

Who cares about that? Anyway, it’s delicious, delicious, delicious!

When she came to her senses, she only had the last chestnut cake left in her hand.

The nanny looked at her carefully: "Are you too hungry?"

Mrs. Zhao blushed.

 But after all, he was also in business, and he was brave enough. Now he coughed, put down the chestnut cake with difficulty, and picked up the invitation again—

 There is not much nonsense on the invitation, the central idea is just one: tonight Changleju invites everyone to taste the treasures and delicacies. Mrs. Zhao became energetic and immediately called her husband: "Are you free tonight? Come with me to have a meal."

The person on the other end of the phone paused and discussed: "Tomorrow, there is a meeting at seven o'clock tonight, it's quite important..."

"You black-hearted capitalist, who is willing to accompany you to a meeting at seven o'clock?" She hung up the phone angrily, but stared at the lonely creamy yellow chestnut cake on the plate, her expression gradually became proud again.

“Make the tea in this box and put it in my water cup. By the way, ask the driver to prepare it. I’ll deliver lunch to Lao Zhao.”

“Huh?” The nanny looked at the time: 10:30 in the morning!

 “This…what are you getting for lunch?”

Mrs. Zhao raised her chin and motioned her to look at the table:

“Why don’t I and Lao Zhao have a deep relationship as husband and wife, and I’m afraid that he will miss such a good thing... Why don’t I just send the snacks and tea over there.”

nanny:…

 …

 Lao Zhao in the office quickly felt the love between husband and wife.

how to say?

He looked at the cream-yellow chestnut cake on the small plate, which was lonelier than his only son. He could feel the love between husband and wife, but not fully feel it.

Mrs. Zhao looked at him with deep affection: "Have a try. Let's share some good stuff together. I put a lot of effort into sending it here."

Oh, blame her for being greedy, she couldn't hold back and ate it after having a hard time along the way! But in the end, Lao Zhao is more important.

 For a time, Mrs. Zhao was moved by her sincere love.

Mr. Zhao:…

Alright, just eat.

He held the quail egg-sized chestnut cake between his fingers, obviously disgusted with it. However, as soon as he took the cake into his mouth, the rich aroma of chestnuts melted away, making his eyes widen in an instant!

　　Why, why is it so delicious? !

 He looked at Mrs. Zhao, his eyes full of disbelief. Mrs. Zhao was now very satisfied:

“How is it? I’ve left such delicious food for you. Tell me, you’re not even willing to have dinner with me…”

What else can Mr. Zhao say? He chewed carefully and swallowed slowly, feeling that his mouth was filled with the taste of chestnut cake. His only thought now was to ask his assistant to buy ten more copies quickly!

Looking at his appearance, Mrs. Zhao was satisfied. At this moment, she unscrewed the water glass casually, and then she was hit by the aroma of steaming tea leaves.

Mr. Zhao on the side: ...What does it smell like? ? !

 He jumped up for a moment, as if he was heartbroken when he saw a cow chewing peonies: "How can you make tea in this cup?!"

 He is a middle-aged man! He loves all the tea tray skewers that middle-aged men love! I love you so much!

Mrs. Zhao was also confused: "I took the cup and left... How did I know this tea was so good!"

At most, the nanny was reluctant to part with the cup: "Madam, this tea leaves are fragrant!"

The couple looked at each other, and the next moment, Mr. Zhao had a smile on his face: "My wife..."

Mrs. Zhao, however, twisted the lid, quickly retreated and fled: "I still have something to do, you are busy, you have a meeting!"

 (End of this chapter)