Antique food: The general dotes on his lucky wife

After Lin Changqing showed obvious displeasure, Magistrate Song laughed dryly and spoke immediately.

"General Lin and General Huo have never had the opportunity to formally salute the two generals today, so before dinner begins, I brought my family and my wife and brother's family to congratulate the two generals."

With that said, he took the lead in bowing. The Song family and the Zhang family also responded quickly and quickly saluted.

Lin Changqing said "Yeah", and then Magistrate Song was about to take the people down.

But at this time Huo Xianjun spoke: "Master Song, let's sit together!"

Magistrate Song immediately stopped, bowed to the two of them again, and then sat down.

Then, Chen Xi motioned to the waiter on the side to put on the charcoal fire and prepare for the meal.

"General Lin, General Huo, Mr. Song, this is our hot pot restaurant's special mandarin duck pot, with spicy and non-spicy flavors. General Lin and General Huo are no strangers to hot pot. If Mr. Song needs anything, You can ask our waiter at any time."

County Magistrate Song chuckled, "Miss Chen is a woman, and she is still so young, but she is not timid at all when it comes to socializing. She is truly a woman, and she must be a hero among women!"

Chen Xi shook his head: "Mr. Song, you are really flattering. Not to mention that women in Jiangsu and Zhejiang are not restricted from doing business. There are so many female shopkeepers and female bosses. I am nothing at all! Besides, I am just doing business. That’s all, how can you be called a heroine among women?”

"Miss Chen is so humble. How many of you can let General Lin and General Huo cooperate with you at the same time in Changzhou and even Jiangsu and Zhejiang?"

Chen Xi smiled: "It's my luck!"

Huo Xianjun answered: "Master Song is right, Miss Chen, you

Don't belittle yourself like this, otherwise it would appear that Changqing and I have no vision? "

Lin Changqing sighed: "You have no vision, don't take me with you!"

Huo Xianjun looked helpless: "Okay, okay, I have no vision!"

"Just know it yourself!"

Lin Changqing's look made everyone chuckle.

Speaking of which, Chen Xi also didn’t understand!

Lin Changqing is obviously a general of the first battalion who has fought many victorious battles, but he is always prone to verbal disputes!

How did his unstable appearance make the soldiers follow him?

Such thoughts flashed through Chen Xi's mind, and then he forgot about it, because the hot pot soup was already rolling, and the waiter next to him immediately stepped forward and started serving meat.

There are several waiters here, so Chen Xi naturally doesn't need to serve the dishes.

While the food was going on, everyone seemed to have no intention of talking and just immersed themselves in eating.

While eating, a waiter suddenly came in with a nervous look on his face and glanced at Chen Xi.

Chen Xi understood immediately, put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth with a handkerchief: "General Lin, General Huo, Master Song, please eat slowly. I'll go see what's going on."

After they came out, the waiter whispered: "My boss, Mrs. Zhang suddenly lost her temper just now and said she had a stomachache after eating our hot pot. She is resting in the private room now."

Chen Xi frowned: "She said it was because of hot pot?"

"Yes."

"How are the other guests?"

"It's okay. There are only the county magistrate's wife, the county magistrate and Mr. Zhang, and Mrs. Zhang and Mr. Zhang in that private room. There is no one else."

"Okay, take me to see it."

The waiters in hot pot restaurants are all men, but there are also female waiters to serve female guests with physical disabilities who come to dine.

In the private room, there is a table

The dishes were barely moved. The county magistrate's wife and her son Song Huai were drinking tea, while Mrs. Zhang lowered her head and supported her head with her hands, looking uncomfortable. Zhang Ling was waiting beside Mrs. Zhang, and the maid next to her was holding a cup of tea. Bowl of honey water.

As soon as she saw Chen Xi coming over, Mrs. Zhang immediately became confused: "Dong Chen, are your ingredients fresh or not? I always smell the stench of this meatball!" She pointed to a plate on the table that was obviously... Already cooked fish balls.

Chen Xi couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Could it be that the Zhang family still wanted to use the clumsy trick of using stale ingredients to frame Chen Ji? But their meatballs will definitely not be stale. Could it be that Mrs. Zhang is doing something different?

Chen Xi walked over and looked at the fish balls on the plate, but they were all his own, and it didn't look like they had been replaced.

"Mrs. Zhang, I can guarantee that all the ingredients in our store are fresh and there will be absolutely no problems!"

"Then try it yourself, why do these meatballs smell so bad?"

Chen Xi glanced at the meatballs on the table and hesitated slightly.

Mrs. Zhang took the opportunity and said to the county magistrate's wife: "Sister, look, I just said that his ingredients are not fresh, and Dong Chen himself doesn't dare to eat them!"

The county magistrate's wife raised her chin high, "Dong Chen, originally I didn't believe that your ingredients were not fresh, but now you don't dare to eat them yourself, but you dare to serve them to us, do you think we are all easy to fool! If this If you don’t give me an explanation, I won’t be afraid to argue in front of General Lin and General Huo!”

At this time, Chen Xi knew that the Zhang family and the Song family were here to cause trouble, but he did not expect that they would use such a method.

But she still had some doubts in her heart. Could it be that Wan Zi was really in trouble?

question?

After all, it is food made by people. Even if Chen Xi has very strict requirements, who can guarantee what will happen?

What if one or two of the unhygienic ones happened to be eaten by Mrs. Zhang?

Chen Xi looked at the waitress beside him: "Tell me what's going on?"

The waitress lowered her head and said hesitantly: "Master, the meatballs were just cooked and served to the two ladies and two young men. The lady said that the meatballs smelled bad and made her feel sick after eating them."

"Who else has touched this ball?"

"No one has touched it."

At this time, Chen Xi took out a pair of clean chopsticks from the side, picked up the meatballs and smelled them slightly. There was no smell at all.

Mrs. Zhang hummed: "Of course you can't smell the meat cooked with such a large amount of ingredients, but you can eat it!"

Chen Xi had no choice but to endure it and took a small bite, tasting it carefully, but still didn't notice any difference.

She frowned and said, "Mrs. Zhang, there is really nothing wrong with these meatballs. Did you eat something unclean before?"

"I haven't eaten anything! It's just that your meatballs are not clean! Ling'er, go to the processing factory now and see with your own eyes how their meatballs are made! Come back and tell Mom, she will believe you!"

Chen Xi was speechless.

Zhang Ling is a mysophobia patient. If he says it is clean, it is naturally clean, but if he says it is unclean, it does not necessarily mean that it is not clean!

Chen Xi endured his impatience: "Mrs. Zhang, the dirty food trick does not succeed every time! If you really want to pursue the case, why don't we invite General Lin, General Huo, and Mr. Song to come over and put an end to this lawsuit! "

I saw the nervousness flash across Mrs. Zhang's face, and immediately

Look towards the county magistrate's wife.

Chen Xi narrowed his eyes.

Could it be that the county magistrate’s wife ordered this matter? Mrs. Zhang is only responsible for charging into battle?

Did she offend the county magistrate's wife in any way?