Luo Qingzhou's eyes turned to Miss Qin next to him. When he was about to speak, Miss Qin stepped on him lightly under the table.

Luo Qingzhou reacted immediately, looked at Miss Qin opposite, paused, and said: "Miss, what do you want to eat?"

Miss Qin wore a veil, sat in the shadow of the pillar, and said in a cold tone: "Whatever."

Luo Qingzhou took a look at the menu and said, "How about ordering a plate of fried ants for the eldest lady?"

Miss Qin's beautiful eyebrows moved slightly.

The waiter was stunned when he heard this, and quickly smiled and said: "Guest, we don't have fried ants."

Luo Qingzhou looked at him and said seriously: "You just ask the chef to catch a plate. It doesn't matter how much money you have. My eldest lady wants to eat, so go quickly."

The waiter's mouth twitched, not knowing whether the boy dressed as a scholar was joking or serious.

Everyone in the Qin family laughed.

Qin Chuan smiled and said: "Qing Zhou, you are so awesome. Now you dare to make jokes about Jian Jia?"

Song Ruyue snorted lowly.

Luo Qingzhou said with a serious face: "Second brother, I am not joking with the eldest lady. I once did read a dish in a book, which is fried ants. It is said that they are stir-fried without oil, and sprinkled with sesame seeds and chopped green onions at the end.

It's very fragrant. The eldest lady just said that any dish can be used, so I thought of this dish."

Qin Chuan was stunned when he heard this and said in surprise: "This dish really exists."

Luo Qingzhou said: "Of course, I don't dare to joke with the eldest lady."

As he said that, he glanced at Miss Qin.

Second Miss Qin covered her mouth and held back her laughter.

Long Er immediately said with a smile: "Master, Long Er also wants to eat."

The waiter suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

At this time, Miss Qin suddenly said calmly: "I want to eat something else."

Luo Qingzhou immediately asked: "What do you want to eat, Miss?"

Miss Qin looked at him coldly and said, "Meat."

Luo Qingzhou said: "What kind of meat? Beef, or mutton? Or chicken, duck or fish?"

Miss Qin said expressionlessly: "Little donkey meat."

Luo Qingzhou: "..."

"Pfft——"

Bailing on the side snorted, then held his stomach, laughing so hard that he almost fell off the chair.

Others were confused.

"Little donkey meat?"

Song Ruyue's face was full of doubts.

Qin Chuan looked even more surprised: "Jianjia, I heard that donkey meat... gets angry."

The waiter quickly smiled and said: "Guest, we have donkey meat in our store. They are all freshly killed today, and it is indeed small donkey meat. It is very tender. Donkey meat can be enjoyed by men, women and children. Men will feel better after eating it, and women will feel better after eating it.

It can beautify the skin, children can grow stronger after eating it, and it can replenish the body of the elderly. Moreover, the food made by my chef is very delicious, you can try it."

"Cluck, cluck, cluck..."

At this moment, Xiao Bailing fell down from the chair with laughter.

The others were still confused and had no idea what this girl was laughing at.

Luo Qingzhou stopped joking, took the menu, pointed at the dishes on it and said: "This, this, this..."

I ordered more than twenty dishes in total.

The waiter quickly wrote them down one by one, and finally asked: "Guest, do you want some donkey meat?"

"Hahahahaha..."

Just as Bai Ling climbed onto the chair from the ground, he fell down again laughing.

"don't want!"

Luo Qingzhou waved his hand and handed the menu back.

"Great! Guest, wait a moment! Let's drink tea first!"

The waiter didn't dare to say anything and immediately left with the menu.

Luo Qingzhou glanced at Miss Qin opposite him and saw that she was looking at him. He could only say "ahem" and reprimanded Bailing beside him: "Bailing, girl, you must be reserved. In public, if you are crazy, hurry up."

stand up."

Bai Ling smiled and climbed up on the chair and said: "Uncle, Bai Ling also wants to eat...little donkey meat, cluck, cluck, cluck..."

Luo Qingzhou ignored her again.

By this time, it was already dark outside.

Many guests came up one after another, and the halls on the first and second floors were quickly filled with people.

On the stage on the second floor, a graceful woman soon walked up with a pipa in her arms.

The crisp and melodious sound of pipa soon sounded, and the spectators all around were cheering.

When the pipa girl reached the peak of her playing, she burst into tears, not knowing whether she was affected by her own performance or thought of something sad.

Some of the spectators saw how pitiful she was, and immediately felt pity for her, and threw money on the table one after another.

Of course, it's all men throwing money away.

Luo Qingzhou only glanced at it for a few times, and Miss Qin Er next to her whispered: "Brother Qingzhou, do you want to reward me? There are some pieces of silver here in Weimo."

Luo Qingzhou whispered: "No, I'm not necessarily really pitiful."

Not long after, the pipa girl finished playing, wiped her tears and whispered her thanks to the people below, then picked up the money and walked off the stage.

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing coarse linen clothes walked onto the stage with a teenage girl.

In the girl's hand, she held a small gong.

The middle-aged man was a tall man with a stubble on his face. He bowed to the audience, then cupped his hands and said, "Everyone calls me Lao Zhuang. This is my daughter Xiao Qi. We, father and daughter, travel all over the country and specialize in storytelling."

What we are going to talk about today is the King of the North, our god of war in Great Yan! Everyone should have heard the story of the King of the North, but our father and daughter know more details than other storytellers. Except for the King of the North three times

In addition to the story of defeating the enemy, today we will also talk about the story of the King of the North, His Majesty the Queen, and other beauties."

As soon as these words came out, excited applause and cheers suddenly broke out below.

Even the guests on the first floor immediately crowded upstairs after hearing this.

During this period of time, everyone loves to hear the story of the King in the North, but over and over again, they are always telling the story of the King in the North's three defeats of the enemy.

As for how the King in the North and Her Majesty the Queen met and how they got together, no one dares to tell, let alone the stories about the King in the North and other women.

So as soon as the middle-aged man said this, the guests in the restaurant became excited.

Even the restaurant owner and waiter immediately pricked up their ears.

The pipa girl who had just finished playing on the stage and was about to leave immediately stopped.

Who doesn’t like to hear stories about heroes and beauties?

What's more, this hero is also their God of War in Great Yan. I heard he is a beautiful young man, and he is the husband of Her Majesty the Queen.

This story must be wonderful!

"when!"

The girl on the stage suddenly knocked the gong in her hand and said crisply: "Everyone, be quiet, my father is about to start speaking."

Luo Qingzhou also looked at the father and daughter.

Everyone in the Qin family seems to be very interested in the personal affairs of the Northern King.

Song Ruyue frowned and said: "How could they know about the King of the North's private affairs? They must be making up nonsense again. Huh, if you dare to speak ill of the King of the North, dare to slander the King of the North, I

We must go to His Majesty to complain and kill their heads!"

Qin Wenzheng glanced at her and said: "Most of the storytellers in the world are just hearsay. They make up stories at will and deliberately increase the interest of the stories. They are just to make people laugh. Why should they take it seriously?"

Song Ruyue immediately said: "Master, I don't care if they talk about others behind their backs. The King of the North is ours..."

She lowered her voice and said: "The King of the North is our benefactor and Qingzhou's good friend."

Qin Wenzheng looked at someone opposite.

Luo Qingzhou's attention was still on the father and daughter on the stage.

Although the dress of the father and daughter had changed somewhat from before, he still recognized them at a glance as the father and daughter who had previously opened a teahouse at the entrance of the Yunwu Mountains.

When did you become a storyteller?

Moreover, you actually want to talk about his personal affairs?
Chapter completed!