Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress

Caiwei smiled and said, "I've been running with you all morning, and my legs are broken from exhaustion. You want to send me away just because you want a delicious meal. How can anything in the world be so cheap?"

Huo Yuan laughed warmly and sighed: "My sister is too shrewd. I thought I only had money for one meal, so I found a capable helper. How could I have thought that I could not answer my sister's questions correctly with just one meal?" Okay, that's all, I'll have to spend some more money to buy my sister a hairpin as a reward!"

Caiwei was just talking to him and joking, how could she really think that a meal was too simple? When she heard that he wanted to give her a gift as an excuse, she quickly changed her words and said, "Actually, it's not a bad idea to just have one meal." , but you have to eat the most famous restaurant and the most delicious food in Lin'an Prefecture.  "

Huo Yuan smiled warmly: "That's easy to say!"

Of course, he would treat his sister Caiwei with his meal alone, and he would not let their meal have any flaws.

The restaurant Huo Yuan chose was opened by Cheng Bingshen, the most famous imperial chef in the palace, in his hometown of Lin'an after he retired and returned home. The chefs in the restaurant were all his nephews. He knew the true biography of Cheng Yuchu, the old imperial chef. He also cooks and sells a banquet every day. The same dishes are five times more expensive than the meals made by his nephews.

Despite this, Cheng Yuchu's food is still highly sought after by the wealthy merchants in Lin'an City, and many people are often proud to eat Cheng Yuchu's food.

As early as Huo Yuan was looking at the house with Caiwei, he had quietly dismissed the boy and went to the Gongcai Restaurant to book a banquet for Cheng Yuchu. After looking at the house, he joked with Caiwei a few words and then I took Caiwei with me and went to the Gongcai Restaurant to dine with great interest.

The decoration of this restaurant is simple and elegant, flashy and elegant, and every detail reveals the designer's unique ingenuity.

As soon as Caiwei entered the restaurant, she was attracted by the elegant decoration style and the aroma that pervaded the restaurant.

She followed Huo Yuan, sniffing secretly while looking at the beautiful decoration in the restaurant.

Mmm, it smells so good, she thought!

Huo Yuan walked in front, listening to the shallow sniffing behind him, the corners of his mouth could not help but raise slightly, and a knowing smile appeared on his gentle face. It felt so good to be with her!

In the most luxurious private room of Gongcai Restaurant, Caiwei witnessed the high-end service of ancient five-star restaurants.

As soon as she and Huo Yuan sat down, several girls dressed similarly walked in, holding washbasins, spices, towels, lard ointment and other things in their hands. They walked to Caiwei and Huo Yuan respectively and knelt on the ground. , serve them and cleanse their hands.

Caiwei was a little uncomfortable with being served like this. She looked at the girl kneeling in front of her, holding the basin high, and couldn't help but worry whether her arms would be tired from holding the heavy copper basin of water. What if the water falls on her head accidentally?

Huo Yuan was accustomed to the service of these maids. He calmly sat on the chair and washed his hands. After washing and drying them, he waved his hand and asked the maids to leave.

After Caiwei washed her hands, she also imitated his example and waved the maids to leave. Huo Yuan looked at Caiwei's white and tender hands, turned around and asked the maid who was walking out with the lard ointment to stop. She took the lard ointment in her hand and ordered her to retreat.

"The wind is strong in winter, and my sister is running around outside all day long. I would like to apply some lard ointment on my hands to prevent them from getting cracked, which will be painful and unsightly."

Huo Yuan said, taking Caiwei's slender hand on the table and applying lard ointment to her.

This was the first time that Huo Yuan had served a girl like this. Although he pretended to be calm on his face, his heart was already beating like a drum.

He held the white and soft little hand with a focused and serious expression. He seemed to be undistracted and had no distracting thoughts. However, his handsome face turned red, and even the tips of his ears turned red.

Caiwei was stunned for a moment, and after regaining consciousness, she instinctively wanted to pull her hand back, but Huo Yuan's big hand held her tightly, not allowing her to flinch.

She stared blankly at the big hand holding her little hand. The big hand was white and slender, with well-defined but not obtrusive joints. It was a very beautiful pair of hands. But when she looked at these hands, she felt an inexplicable feeling in her mind. Flashing back to the other hand holding her last night.

That hand is not as fair and delicate as Brother Huo's, nor is it as soft and beautiful as his. Due to years of martial arts training, the palm of that hand is covered with calluses and is a bit hard.

However, those hands caught her in time when she was beaten by Tianjizi, and also held her far, far away when she was injured by Saknu...

Caiwei was uncontrollably distracted and didn't come back to her senses until her hand was carefully smeared with lard ointment and released.

"Sister Wei'er, stretch out your hand!"

Huo Yuan stretched out his hand to Caiwei's hand that was not coated with lard ointment.

Caiwei shook her head, subconsciously clenched her fist and hid that hand behind her back.

Just kidding, she wouldn't take the initiative to hand over her hand to him. He had accidentally attacked her and grabbed the hand on the table. She couldn't resist like a chaste and fierce woman, so she had to let him go. Well, this time, she couldn't let him succeed no matter what.

I want to touch her hand, no way!

Huo Yuan saw her swollen face and refused to let him apply lard ointment anymore. He was afraid of arousing her resentment, so he did not force her. He just smiled faintly and said warmly to the maid on the side: "Come on. Let’s eat!"

The maid was blessed and went out to pass the dishes. After a while, a group of beautiful women in water-pink silk clothes filed in, all holding exquisite bowls and plates, and presented the sumptuous dishes one after another.

Because it was winter, we served one dish of mutton slices in hot pot, one dish of pheasant in hot pot, one dish of lamb black fork, one plate of roasted venison with deer tail, and four dishes of meat dishes, one plate of steamed food, one plate of stove food, and two snail boxes of side dishes. , as well as Bi Yingying’s japonica rice and silver hot pot shredded mutton soup.

In addition, there are also bamboo roll small steamed buns, elephant eye small steamed buns, snail buns, bean buns, oil cakes, oil cakes, pea buns, and spoon pastry. There are ten kinds of rice, noodles, stove food and dairy products, including cakes and cakes.

Caiwei was dazzled by the large table full of tribute dishes. She held her chest and sighed, "Brother Huo, can we finish this large table of dishes? How much will it cost?"

Huo Yuan smiled and said, "Not much!"

Then, he slowly said a number.

Upon hearing that number, Caiwei choked and her jaw almost dropped!