marrying a bride is old

更新时间2010-3-2119:35:49字数：2872

At present, Nangong Lingfeng can't control much. On the one hand, he has to pick up food for Ye Lang, who has suddenly become restrained, and on the other hand, he has to satisfy himself. .

Ye Lang couldn't confirm the threat level of the man in front of him, so he didn't bother to bother any more. He averted his searching gaze and slowly tasted the delicious food that came automatically from the bowl.He didn't intend to participate in the lively atmosphere among the crowd, but just sat quietly in order to reduce the sense of presence.But after doing this, he seemed bored instead, he couldn't just bury his head in his meals, and occasionally he had to raise his head to cushion his sore neck.Instead, he took the opportunity to observe the elegant demeanor of this ancient first-class restaurant.

In the previous life, Yelang also ran a high-end hotel, and had a lot of experience in hotel management, but that was in an advanced society and a developed economy. The luxury accumulated by advanced technology and money was replaced by the current hotel. In the background, it's just another scene.

Since there were no other guests, the whole Ziqi Donglai was unobstructed in Ye Lang's eyes, and he could easily observe the corners of the restaurant.However, after looking around, a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

In fact, when Ye Lang saw the restaurant outside, he had a good impression of this elegant, quaint and ancient building.Entering the inside, all you can see are the dark black tables and stools, which are neatly distributed in the lobby. There is a semi-circular large counter against the wall, and next to it is the staircase extending to the second floor.

The second floor is much more elegant than the first floor.Where Ye Lang and the others are located, there are neat rows of square tables, all of which are the same dark black as the first floor, but the materials are much higher. Elegant.

In general, Ziqi Donglai can definitely be regarded as a very high-class restaurant. From its layout and design, it can be seen that the level of customers it faces should be people from the upper-middle class, especially the elegant room. Money can go in.

In this backward time and space, the customer market can be divided in a targeted manner. This is the prototype of modern hotel management.However, what disappointed Ye Lang was that although Ziqi Donglai had the division of customer groups, it lacked one of the most important things—characteristics.

Looking around, the decoration in the restaurant is probably the template of the restaurant in this time and space, maybe the texture is more high-end, but the similar appearance cannot be erased, so for the people who come here to eat, it is just a place to eat, change to another place Also totally replaceable.At this time, characteristics are particularly important.

With its own characteristics, not to mention the problem of repeat customers, even new customers who are famous will become the pillar of consumption in the store.Only the unique features will make people remember Ziqi Donglai's name and make it an irreplaceable place.

This is what is called: too much is too much.Excessive emphasis on decoration and layers ignores the deepest things.

Ye Lang sighed in his heart, the turmoil of his previous life should have passed away with his rebirth, he really shouldn't be entangled in these annoying things, he should focus on this trip to Ye's house.

After the dinner was over joyfully, Shu Qianfan offered some refreshments, and everyone chatted for a while, then Shu Qianfan received a report that his father had appeared on the east street.For a moment, everyone was so scared that they lost interest and left in a hurry.

Only Huangfu Jue shook his head and smiled wryly: "You can't do it, Qingcang is not a tiger that wants to eat people."

"We don't want to be talked about by others." Xue Ge replied to Huangfu Jue on behalf of everyone, while following to the side door, she absolutely had to leave here before Shu Qingcang stepped into the gate.

The only person who stayed with Huangfu Jue was Shu Qianfan. He wrinkled his face in frustration and looked like he was pushing people away: "My lord, when are you leaving? Take my father away!"

Everyone came out, except for Ye Lang, the rest let out a deep breath: finally escaped.

After Nangong Lingfeng let out a breath, seeing the streets full of people coming and going, his fluke expression turned into excitement, and he pulled Ye Lang who had been quiet for too long: "Master, let's go to the market."

"Yeah." Ye Lang nodded, to be honest, he just let out a sigh of relief in his heart, and finally left.

In the afternoon, a group of people spent shopping in the market.It's just that the goal of the eight people is a bit big. After Ye Lang's subdivision, it turned into a two-two pattern, following each other.

In fact, compared with the bustling and diverse modern times, the ancient bazaars have no attraction at all. Thanks to Nangong Lingfeng by his side, Ye Lang discovered many weird things, and also encountered a thing that is still in modern times. Things that have not been eliminated - candied haws!

While eating candied haws, Nangong Lingfeng's eyes flickered, and he saw the figure he saw before, but it was only for a short moment, and the crowds intersected and interspersed with each other, which made him wonder—could it be another vertigo ?

However, after doubting for a moment, he was fascinated by the colorful clay figurines on the opposite stall, opened a pair of beautiful eyes, and ran over in amazement.

Ye Lang smiled slightly, looked at the sunshine pouring down from the sky, and narrowed his eyes slightly, it would be better not to have an end to such days.

In the blink of an eye, everyone who had eaten and drank enough outside rushed back to the inn one after another.

At the door of the inn of "Dragon and Phoenix Bringing Prosperity", a familiar person was waiting at the door, and everyone couldn't help but be taken aback, shouldn't he be in the restaurant?

Shu Qianfan walked up to Ye Lang with a smile, first greeted Nangong Lingfeng, then bowed deeply to Ye Lang, and said, "Young Master Ye, my Patriarch welcomes you."

Ye Lang was taken aback for a moment, and then asked, "I don't know why my adoptive father is looking for me?"

"I don't know about that." Judging by Shu Qianfan's appearance, he really didn't know the details.

"Didn't we just separate? Could it be that the adoptive father missed me?" Only Nangong Lingfeng could think of the problem so simply.

Shu Qianfan laughed, and said: "I'm not looking for you, the Lord only invited Mr. Ye."

For a moment, Nangong Lingfeng was stunned, and everyone was surprised: Logically speaking, Huangfu Jue saw Ye Lang for the first time today, and the two of them didn't communicate much during the dinner, it seemed that they didn't say a few words.Why did they send someone to invite Ye Lang, but the person who came was Shu Qianfan, Ziqi Donglai's treasurer?

Ye Lang was also suspicious of all sentient beings, if he wanted to decline, he couldn't; if he wanted to nod, he couldn't either.

"I'll accompany Ye Gongzi." Xue Ge, who had been silent all this time, spoke suddenly, interrupting Ye Lang's thoughts.

Shu Qianfan didn't look surprised at all, he just raised his eyebrows: "Yes."

Nangong Lingfeng heard the words, and immediately shouted not to be outdone: "Then I will go too."

"No!" Shu Qianfan rebuffed quickly and swiftly, as if there was no room for maneuver.

"Why?" Nangong Lingfeng frowned immediately, and his ruddy lips pursed slightly to show his dissatisfaction.

"Your adoptive father has told you that you have to stay in the inn obediently, and you are not allowed to make trouble."

Nangong Lingfeng continued to fight for rights without giving up: "But, snow pigeons can go."

Now, Shu Qianfan didn't explain any more, just pursed his lips and smiled, his slanted mouth revealed some evil taste, which made Nangong Lingfeng shudder, and said in a very sensible way: "I won't go gone."

Shu Qianfan was polite to Ye Lang, and bowed again: "Please, Young Master Ye."

Ye Lang and Xue Ge looked at each other, Ye Lang saw the curiosity in Xue Ge's eyes, Xue Ge saw the worry in Ye Lang's eyes.

Turning around and saying goodbye to Nangong Lingfeng, Ye Lang put on a calm expression on his face, he hid his worries in his heart, and also had the occasional uneasiness: he always felt that he was going to a grand banquet.

Shu Qianfan was proud in his heart: Master, Master Nangong, I stopped you for you.Xuege, I don't want to offend you, you should.But this should be a piece of cake for you.

The rest of the people went into the inn while guessing Huangfu Jue's intention to find Ye Lang.

Not long after their figures disappeared, an ordinary-looking business traveler entered Longfeng Chengxiang. His seemingly inadvertent gaze lingered in the direction where Nangong Lingfeng disappeared for a long time, with a calculating light shining in his eyes.

Due to Nangong Lingfeng's relationship, everyone received special care from the shopkeeper Longfeng Chengxiang, and the eight of them shared an exquisite courtyard.

When the new dishes created by Xuemeng came out of the pot, Xueji excitedly pushed open the door of Nangong Lingfeng's room and yelled loudly: "Master, come on, Xuemeng has made some delicious food..."

When the voice of the person in the room was gone, the sound disappeared, Xue Ji frowned: Could it be that the young master thought she was lying to him, so he hid it on purpose?Anyway, this kind of thing happened often in Fenglinyuan.

She rolled her eyes, and a confident smile formed at the corner of her mouth. She shook her head and sighed with regret, "Oh, what a pity! Could it be that the food is going to be cheap for us, it was carefully cooked by Xuemeng..." Xue Ji, who was about to say something, was interrupted by a yell from outside, but it was Xue Chen's voice: "Master, come out quickly, Xue Meng has made new delicacies."

After the words were over, the room was filled with silence, and an ominous omen flashed in Xueji's mind: Even if Nangong Lingfeng doubted her words, he would not doubt Xuechen, and Nangong Lingfeng's obsession with delicious food Just like Wangcai's bones, it is absolutely impossible not to respond.

The uneasiness in his mind spread to his whole body, Xueji ran to the inner room in a few steps, but - there was no one there!