Reborn as the little tail of the cool master

After Xiao Jingxuan greeted the waiter with a pleasant face, he said a little aggrievedly: "My nephew hasn't eaten a normal meal for four or five days."

"I'm really starving. Junior Master, why don't you stay here and have a good meal to reward yourself?"

I didn't feel anything until he said it. Now that he mentioned it, Chu Huaizhou really felt empty in his stomach. "But... we have to report the matter of Yuyu Village first."

Xiao Jingxuan comforted him, "Young Master, don't worry. I have already informed Master of what happened in the past few days. Elder Yu Huai will not get away."

Now that everything had been arranged, he said no more and sat down on the wide stool opposite him, waiting for the waiter to bring over the menu.

Seeing that his junior uncle had sat down, Xiao Jingxuan put his hands on the table, then put his head on it, and relaxed his back and shoulders, like a dead body.

The whole action was smooth and seamless, and he sighed as if everything was settled: "It's only been four or five days, why are you so tired?"

Chu Huaizhou folded his hands and clasped them neatly on his legs, his back was straight, and he looked like he was sitting upright.

He has an immortal air, ethereal and otherworldly, as if he were a god that cannot be desecrated.

In fact, he was somewhat tempted. He had already consumed a great deal of spiritual energy and lost too much blood. He had slept on a stiff wooden bed for several nights, and his whole body was sore and tired.

The pure and innocent Yunlan Immortal Venerable also wanted to lie down on the table without caring about his image.

Chu Huaizhou still struggled a little, but in the end he did not lie down like he did in such an ungraceful manner. He just relaxed his back slightly and hunched it a little.

At the same time, he did not forget to lecture Xiao Jingxuan: "If you are really tired, then rent a room first, go back to the couch and lie down to rest for a while."

"How can you lie casually on the dining table like this?"

Xiao Jingxuan got up slowly, looking a little more restrained than before. He just leaned his elbow on the edge of the table and looked at him with his chin in one hand.

"Why are you looking at me?" Chu Huaizhou was so cold that he kept silent for a moment before changing his tone to a softer one: "What's the matter?"

To be fair, Xiao Jingxuan was very good-looking, with thin, light-colored lips, and the corners of his mouth were always slightly curled. Even when he had no expression, he looked like he was smiling.

Being stared at like this, Chu Huaizhou unconsciously straightened his back again, and asked again with some annoyance and impatience: "Why are you looking at me like this? Is there something wrong?"

Knowing that he was shy, Xiao Jingxuan calmly turned his gaze away from the man in the green plain clothes and smiled: "Nothing, nephew just wants to..."

Before he could finish his words, the waiter finally found the recipe book and raised the handkerchief on his shoulder, "I have found the recipe. My two guests, can you please see what I need?"

Xiao Jingxuan narrowed his eyes, took it with a smile and thanked him, then asked casually, "How come you didn't prepare the menu in advance before opening a shop?"

The waiter bowed and smiled more politely than Xiao Jingxuan, saying apologetically, "Don't blame me, sir. Our shop is not like a restaurant. We only serve some home-cooked dishes. The recipes are really not very useful."

This kind of small inn doesn't have many distinguished guests all year round. Anyone who enters the room will just ask, "Waiter, bring me a pot of good wine and a plate of stir-fried beef." It's rare to ask for a menu.

He did this just because he wanted to, "Uncle Junior, see if there is anything you like to eat. Let's eat to our heart's content today. We won't be able to eat it when we return to Biluoyun Peak."

No matter how great a chef is, once he arrives at Shuweitang, it will be as if he has lost his sense of taste, and the food he makes will be worse than vegetables boiled in plain water.

Chu Huaizhou glanced at the bamboo slips and saw a wide variety of dishes. They all looked good, but he listened to the book and said: The pictures are for reference only, and the actual dishes must be used as the basis.

He seldom ate at the foot of the mountain, so he didn't know what these foods tasted like, so he retracted his gaze and said, "Just watch them."

Xiao Jingxuan smiled and said, "Then I'll follow the taste that Junior Master likes? Squirrel mandarin fish? It's sweet and sour, with good color and flavor, and a nice appearance."

Chu Huaizhou wanted to ask, "How do you know what I like to eat?" Hearing this, he swallowed it back and said lightly, "Then serve."

Xiao Jingxuan knew a little about the taste of Yunlan Immortal Venerable, the most difficult person to feed at the top of the Biluo Cloud Peak. He didn't like spicy or numb food and hated all strong flavors.

He lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling as he glanced at the bamboo tube on which the names of the dishes were written: "Waiter, please remember. I want a portion of West Lake vinegar fish, steamed yellow croaker with loofah sauce, steamed pork with lotus leaf flour, crystal pork trotter, and phoenix tail prawns. I want Diansi Fengquan wine, two kinds of lotus heart and mint soup, and cherry fried preserved fruits; for noodles and rice, I want pearl jade dumplings; for cakes..."

Hearing these two words, although Chu Huaizhou's expression was not surprised and his joy or anger did not change, his light purple eyes lit up.

Xiao Jingxuan saw this, smiled with satisfaction, closed the bamboo slips, and waved his big hand, "The cakes are for each person, give one portion each."

After saying this, one gets the illusion that a wolfdog is proudly wagging its tail, trying to please its master and seek praise and reward.

Chu Huaizhou didn't even bat an eyelid, peeled a peanut and put it in his mouth to eat, "Are you going to be unable to eat anymore, or when did your appetite become as big as a cow's?"

He thought of the people following him everywhere, and ate tasteless white steamed buns for a few days. He lowered his cold voice and said, "Even if you are hungry, you should not overeat."

"Don't worry, Junior Master, I can eat it." Xiao Jingxuan said with a smile, "If you can't finish it, you can pack it up and take it back, right? Xiao Waiter?"

The waiter looked at the full pages of notes and naturally did not want to miss such an opportunity to make money. He nodded quickly: "Yes, yes."

"Don't worry, sir. Desserts and pastries can be packed separately and taken away. It doesn't matter if you eat them cold."

"Forget it. I won't argue with you." Chu Huaizhou sighed lightly and guessed in his heart: He ordered so many sweet pastries because he wanted to take them back to Senior Brother Yun Huai.

The other person wanted to take the opportunity to honor his master, and he couldn't interrupt to stop him, so he shut up and pursed his pale lips into a straight line.

Xiao Jingxuan naturally didn't know what the man in front of him was thinking. He smiled even more cheerfully, and said with layers of brilliance: "Be prepared as I say. Thank you very much."

While waiting for the dishes to be served, Xiao Jingxuan wanted to chat with his junior uncle, but Chu Huaizhou was always thinking about the nuts and melon seeds in front of him and never looked up.

Various dishes were soon served on the table, all of them were Suzhou-style soups from the south of the Yangtze River, fresh, tender and smooth.

"The last dish is here. It's the shop's signature dish, Yuhua tea shrimp—"

Following the waiter's deep call, a dish was served. It was brightly colored, with a strong aroma, and a lingering fragrance of tea. In the small white shallow porcelain plate, peeled orange-red and crystal-clear shrimps were dotted in the middle, looking crisp, springy and smooth.

Chu Huaizhou finally raised his head and glanced at the porcelain plate indifferently. Fragmented light and shadows flashed in his eyes, and his eyebrows were curved upward, as if he was happy.

The waiter saw Xiao Jingxuan moving the bowl of peanuts and nuts down from the table so that there was barely enough space to put down the dish. Just as he was about to start, someone got there first.

Xiao Jingxuan saw the fleeting joy in his junior master's eyes, and immediately stood up, picked up the pile of fruit shells that Chu Huaizhou had peeled, and said with a smile: "It's more convenient to put it here."

"Oh, OK, OK." The waiter was naturally happy to have a customer who was considerate enough to help him make room for an empty seat. He nodded and put the table down, saying, "Dear guests, please enjoy your meal."