Is it okay to not do anything after rebirth?

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If there is anything that Na Zhiming feels he must revisit during this period, it is Lao Mo's Restaurant.

Lao Moxi Restaurant, as the name suggests, refers to the Moscow restaurant located at No. 135 Xizhimenwai Street.

From a distance, the number "1954" on the door reminds guests that this restaurant has been here for more than [-] years.

Na Zhiming couldn't help but think of braised beef in a pot, grilled fish with cream, cream of mushroom soup, grilled mixed with cream, foie gras, etc.

Zhiming was the first to come, he was afraid that others would see the flaws when he was feeling something in his heart.

As soon as you enter through the revolving door, go up the steps and enter a palace-like world:

On the roof, which is almost seven or eight meters long, there is a huge gilded chandelier and four large bronze pillars, standing in the center of the hall like the backbone.

The waiter, wearing a black "bragi" dress and a pure white apron, with a smile like a Caucasian slave girl, stands at the edge of the table and seduces you.

The table is covered with a light yellow tablecloth, and next to a dinner plate are three different tall glasses and a dark red square napkin.

The whole restaurant is both gorgeous and luxurious, but also simple and solemn.

As the waiter walked inside, Na Zhiming was a little lost in thought.

He remembered that in the last year of the [-]s, he was sitting at the last table on the left, and he invited a prince to eat here.

While he diligently helped the prince and his little girlfriend light cigarettes and pour water, he listened to the prince bragging:

“In our time, except for Lao Mo’s, there were no high-end Western restaurants at all. This place was built and opened in 1954 with the help of the Soviet Union’s big brother.

At that time, all the chefs hired by Lao Mo were master chefs from the Soviet Union.

At the beginning of [-], the hall was magnificent.

How different is it now? Look at the four large copper pillars that have turned dark blue due to oxidation. At that time, they were golden yellow.

Look at the tableware, these utensils were all made of silver in the past.

It was not until the early [-]s that the service was changed to ordinary tableware because too many customers dropped by. Silver tableware was only provided when receiving distinguished guests.

If you had told people in advance that you were inviting me to dinner, the tableware would have been made of silver.

The dishes here are all Russian court dishes from the tsarist period...

In the past, you had to have a special meal ticket to eat here.

The guards at the door are security personnel transferred from the military region troops. If they were placed where they were before, you wouldn't be able to get in if I didn't take you with me.

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"Xiao Mingzi, you came early. I said we were first."

Zhao Aihua's voice always arrives before others.

Zhao Aimin followed behind, but after Na Zhiming took one look at him, he always felt that there seemed to be some changes in him.

"Sister Aihua, I live nearby and the hotel is right next to here, so I came here early to study Russian culture."

"Brother Aimin, I see something is not right with you today. Why do you seem calmer than before?"

Zhao Aimin frowned:

"Xiao Ming, can you see the changes in me?

How can it be?

Do you also practice martial arts? "

Zhao Aimin's series of questions reminded Na Zhiming, and when he looked at it again, he really saw:

"I'm telling you, Brother Aimin, have you been trained by the old man for a few more days?"

Zhao Aimin sat down, picked up the cup, and drank the water in it:

"Ugh!

My grandpa annoys me the most when one bottle is less than half full.

No, as soon as I came back, I was thrown into the army and trained severely for three days.

But don’t tell me, it’s really amazing. Just these three days of surprise training, I actually made a breakthrough.

I had practiced for more than ten years before but never reached the level of the King of Soldiers. I didn’t expect that this time I followed Brother Jun out for a circle and I actually made a breakthrough when I came back. "

Then Zhiming quickly called the waiter:

"Hurry up and get a bottle of Royal Water. Congratulations on this."

However, in my heart I despised this guy's pretentiousness.

The Chinese state has a specially organized team, which contains some people with various special abilities.

It was only when Na Zhiming returned to Yanjing that he found out that Zhao Aimin's uncle was the leader of this team.

Of course he has a chance to be trained to become a soldier king, but what if he is a boy from an ordinary family in Fuxing City, no matter how talented he is?

If you don't lay the foundation from a young age and rely on your efforts as an adult, you won't be able to become a military king in any case.

At this time, Wang Yalan and his family also arrived, and in an instant, the corner suddenly became lively.

After Na Zhiming introduced everyone, the three flower-like girls naturally sat together and soon started chattering.

Since it was still early, Na Zhiming asked the waiter to take the two elders of the Wang family to visit Lao Mo.

I ordered dishes with Wang Yiyuan and Zhao Aimin.

While ordering the dishes, there was suddenly a noise in the distance, as if someone was scolding someone.

Na Zhiming stood up and pulled Zhao Aimin over.

Because the second elder of the Wang family had gone in the direction just now, he was worried that the second elder would suffer a loss.

I walked over and took a look. Fortunately, it was a fat man in his twenties who seemed to have bumped into a Russian waiter. He was being laughed at by a tall and thin man in his thirties:

"Hey, hey, hey, you little fat guy, what are you doing for nothing? Do you think this is a vegetable market? Or do you think your body type can go through flowers and trees without touching the branches and leaves?

You see, I was able to knock this pretty little girl off, thanks to my quick hands and quick eyes, otherwise I would have been knocked out by you. "

Na Zhiming almost laughed out loud after hearing this. This man's mouth was quite damaging.

Although the little fat man is a little bit fat, in this era there are no people who are too fat. This guy is just a little rounder overall.

In future generations, people of his size would generally be considered fit among people who don't go to the gym.

Zhao Aimin spoke next to him:

"Yaodong, you're here to eat too, what's going on?"

Then Zhiming suddenly remembered what Yang Songping had said when he asked him why he was called Brother Jun. Wasn't the timid guy who complained to the old man named Zhang Yaodong?

When the little fat man Zhang Yaodong saw Zhao Aimin suddenly appear, his expression of shame and anger suddenly turned into shame and annoyance:

"It's okay, I just brought a friend to eat. I accidentally bumped into this waiter just now."

At this time, the waiter gently broke away from the man's hand and said in less fluent Chinese:

"Thank you, sir, but I can't blame this gentleman. I didn't pay attention just now, so I bumped into this gentleman."

Said and bowed.