"Lady boss, let's have two beers first."

Keiko Matsumoto asked for a drink before she even sat down, looking very excited.

"You're driving." Ning Weimin couldn't help but remind her.

"It's okay, you can find a driver."

Keiko Matsumoto glanced at the landlady again and said, "If that doesn't work, you can leave the car here. Let's take a taxi back. Is it okay?"

The landlady smiled and nodded repeatedly.

"No problem. If you leave the car here, I'll ask the owner to drive it to the yard later."

In this way, Ning Weimin would not be able to do anything to spoil the fun and say anything in person.

He really didn't expect that Keiko Matsumoto would actually ask for a drink.

Logically speaking, if a woman goes on a date with a man she is not familiar with, offers to drink, and takes the man to a place she thinks is worth remembering, it usually means that she has let down her guard.

This is enough to give men hints and leaves a lot of room for imagination and play.

However, when the matter came to a close, he did not dare to make any rash judgment.

Because he liked the current feeling so much that he couldn't help but be careful, for fear of acting rashly and messing up everything.

The landlady quickly brought over two large glasses of draft beer and gently placed them on the table. She also brought over the menu and asked them to take a look at it.

"Come on, cheers!"

Keiko Matsumoto raised her wine glass proudly.

The wine glass was very large, and her hands looked particularly delicate and delicate.

"Do you want to drink without eating something? You...get drunk easily..." Ning Weimin tried to persuade him with good intentions.

"Don't spoil the fun, you won't get drunk." Keiko Matsumoto said as if nothing had happened.

In this case, Ning Weimin would have to show some manliness.

"Well, cheers, so that your new work can come out as soon as possible and be a hit!"

"No, for... Mishima Yukio." Matsumoto Keiko's tone changed and it didn't sound like a joke.

"Why?" Ning Weimin asked puzzledly.

"It was for him that "The Temple of the Golden Pavilion" was written, and for that book we..."

Matsumoto Keiko didn't say any more, but her reddish complexion and drooping eyes perfectly expressed her thoughts.

"Okay, cheers!"

Of course, Ning Weimin was not an idiot. He realized it almost in the next second and understood the subtext.

So he stared at the person in his eyes with great encouragement and clinked glasses with Matsumoto Keiko.

The wine glasses kissed each other gently, and the sound was extremely clear.

What was even more unexpected was that Keiko Matsumoto drank half of it in one go.

Upon seeing this, Ning Weimin, who had already learned to abide by Japanese drinking rules, quickly changed his tune and drank more than half of the glass.

Then they started ordering.

The menu was a piece of yellowed paper with no pictures. Ning Weimin couldn't understand it at all because it was all in Korean.

The considerate Matsumoto Keiko took the initiative to ask him, "What do you like to eat?"

"Listen to you."

"You're welcome, what do you like to eat? I'll order it for you."

Keiko Matsumoto picked up the menu, put it between the two of them, pointed at the words on it, and tilted her head.

"I'll read it to you one by one, okay?"

"Thank you, but I'm not picky about food at all. You want to eat rice dumplings, right? Is it on the menu?"

"Yes."

"Then just order this."

"But...are you used to it?"

"I'm used to it. I actually like it. The Manchu people have a special food called Deshengbao, which is rice mixed with cabbage and perilla stuffed with soybean paste, mashed potatoes, stir-fried sesame tofu with green beans, stir-fried mixed rice, etc.

, it can be eaten in the capital of China and the three northeastern provinces. It is very popular. In addition, there are fifty-six ethnic groups in our country, including the Xian compatriots. There is a restaurant in the capital called Yanji Restaurant, which is..."

"Ah, I know, I've been to that Korean restaurant too. The cold buckwheat noodles are very famous, and I think they taste good. But the Victory Bun you mentioned... I don't think I've seen it in the capital before?"

At the end of the conversation, Keiko Matsumoto asked curiously.

"Then it's probably because the person hosting you doesn't know the capital well. But it's easy. Next time you go to the capital, I'll receive you and act as a free tour guide for you."

"That's great, it's settled..."

The two of them relaxed and chatted, and the time passed unknowingly.

When the landlady came in again, she was surprised to find that the food had not been ordered yet.

I only saw Keiko Matsumoto and Ning Weimin chatting happily.

The landlady apologized, said "Excuse me", and left.

But looking at his expression, he seemed to be suppressing a smile.

At this point, Matsumoto Keiko was also embarrassed.

I casually ordered some grilled vegetarian dishes, kebabs, and grilled fish, and quickly ended the process.

Unexpectedly, the boss also brought a lot of side dishes and roasted corn, and in the end, the table for six people could hardly fit in it.

The food on the table is so rich that even if five or six people can eat it, it will be more than enough.

Obviously, these two people are probably going to be guilty of wasting food today.

So Ning Weimin stopped tensing up.

Just take off your suit, roll up your arms and sleeves, and start eating and drinking.

My heart says, eat as much as you can. Eating more is to give face, right?

As expected, Matsumoto Keiko liked seeing him eating so much.

Not only did he keep dishing out the dishes for him, but he also made rice bags for him with his own hands.

Ning Weimin was so blessed that he had a sip of food and a sip of wine.

He doesn't have to worry about anything, he just needs to concentrate on eating.

Although I can no longer tell the taste of what I put in my mouth.

But this kind of happiness and satisfaction is truly enviable to the gods.
Chapter completed!