The Black Book

The shopkeeper raised his eyebrows and looked towards the young man quietly. After a little observation, he immediately believed it.

Not to mention beggars, ordinary people from the lower class would be timid and nervous when they came to such a high-end place as [Xinghualou]. Sometimes they even didn't know where to put their hands and feet.

How could they be like that young man, looking around carelessly, with a sense of superior scrutiny in his eyes.

More importantly, he just sat there, and he had a kind of momentum of a dragon and a tiger.

A teenager can cultivate such momentum, and the family background behind him is enough to make people's scalp numb.

"Good boy, you are really good, your tricks are really poisonous!"

The shopkeeper patted the waiter's shoulder, looked into his eyes, and breathed a sigh of relief with joy and fear, and couldn't help but secretly complain.

Are these dandies sick?

Bailongyufu, specially came out to pretend to be poor?

Isn't this bullying honest people?

Fortunately, he had this pair of eyes that he had trained for more than ten years, otherwise he would not know how to offend people.

Although their [Xinghualou] has a strong backstage, if they really offended some big family, he, the shopkeeper, would definitely be regarded as a dog looking down on others, and might even be pushed out to take the blame!

"What did he order? This kind of person must be very picky, so we must serve him well!"

"Don't worry, shopkeeper, I will ask the chef to cook in person and guarantee that he will be satisfied."

Hearing this, the shopkeeper's heart was finally put down.

He was quite confident in the strength of his own chef, who was a royal chef who had participated in the preparation of the Manchu and Han banquets before!

In order to dig him up, the forces behind him paid a lot of price!

But it is precisely because of him that [Xinghualou] has the status of the top restaurant in Shanghai!

With his personal efforts, even the pickiest gourmets can be satisfied.

On the other side, in less than ten minutes, Zhu Haomiao's dishes were served like water.

Looking at the dazzling array of delicious dishes in front of him, and the colorful auras that were faintly visible on the dishes, Zhu Haomiao's eyelids couldn't help but twitch twice.

The dishes glow?

The Little Chef?

No, there are no monsters in the Little Chef's house...

While he was thinking, the mellow and plump meat aroma drifted into his nose, and a trace of emerald light appeared in Zhu Haomiao's eyes. His mind was filled with only the most primitive desire - to devour!

Just as he was about to swallow without caring about his image, the boy suddenly reacted, and his urgent movements paused instantly. His tense muscles relaxed a little bit, and he resisted the hunger that was scratching his heart and lungs, picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in his mouth to chew carefully, while silently reciting in his heart.

The more hungry and thirsty you are, the more you have to restrain yourself!

Control your desires, not be controlled by them!

On the other side, seeing the boy's gentle movements and elegant temperament "slowly" eating, the shopkeeper who was secretly observing couldn't help but nod secretly in his heart.

As expected of a noble son raised by a big family, even a simple meal is full of aristocratic style.

You know, that is the dish made by the royal chef. Even those foreign devils eat it like starving ghosts. How can they be as elegant and calm as him?

On the other side, the waiter saw that the dishes were almost served, and came up to smile flatteringly.

"Sir, do you like it?"

Zhu Haomiao chewed slowly and carefully, and swallowed the food in his mouth after several seconds. He endured the irritation of being interrupted and nodded with a smile.

"Very good, I am very satisfied."

Feeling the boy's gaze for the first time, the waiter felt a sense of flattery in his heart.

In a trance, he felt that just being looked at by the boy seemed to have received a great blessing, and he had an impulse to repay his gratitude.

"Sir, would you like some good wine? We have several signature dishes at [Xinghualou] that can only be best enjoyed with wine."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Zhu Haomiao hesitated for a few seconds and nodded.

"Then have some."

He is the type who can drink but will not take the initiative to drink. However, after experiencing the glowing dishes, he is also a little curious about what the wine here tastes like.

Soon, the waiter came with a maid in a cheongsam and a pretty face. The maid was holding a square plate with a wine jar carved with dragons and phoenixes on it, and a set of exquisite small stoves, which was full of ritual sense.

The maid put a few plums in the small sand pot, lit the stove under it, and then opened the wine jar and poured in the light yellow mellow wine. In just a few tens of seconds, the lobby was filled with a refreshing sweet wine aroma.

"Sir, this is the best ten-year-old Huadiao in our store. It is perfect to pair it with the dishes. Only when a noble person like you comes, our shopkeeper is willing to take it out."

Without a word, he took the shopkeeper's words and left a good relationship. The waiter withdrew sensibly, leaving the cheongsam maid to serve the meal.

Sniffing the fragrant aroma of the wine, Zhu Haomiao glanced at the strange cheongsam on the maid and secretly complained.

Bad news: Stitching is weird!

Good news: Stitching is right!

Different from the cheongsam in the impression of later generations, the cheongsam worn by the maid seems to combine the Western maid outfit and the modern slim design, which further highlights the female lines, making it look like a fine blue and white porcelain. Just standing there is a pleasing beauty.

Which descender is not doing his job and came to the fantasy domain to do fashion design?

I can only say, well done!

Secretly giving a thumbs up to his senior, Zhu Haomiao critically admired the maid's bent posture when pouring wine, her round and perky peach buttocks, and took a sip of the cooked wine.

The mellow and sweet wine spread on the tip of the tongue, and the rich aroma rushed straight into the nose, dispersing the dark mist that was steaming and twisting in the boy's eyes.

Control [Lust], [Tao Heart] +1

Control [Gluttony], [Tao Heart] +1

Suppressing the desire without making a sound, Zhu Haomiao refocused his attention on the food, chewing it slowly and "elegantly".

Beside him, the maid standing quietly breathed a sigh of relief with disappointment and relief. The sight behind her just now, which seemed like a physical object, made her feel like she was electrocuted, with goose bumps all over her body. While excited and stimulated, she also felt a sense of fear.

It was as if the person behind her not only had lust for her, but also... appetite!

Gurgle~

Swallowing her saliva, the maid quietly looked at the handsome and delicate boy, and subconsciously clamped her legs.

Although her mind told her that this boy was very dangerous, her heart couldn't control the desire to get close to him, to devote herself to becoming his "food" and to be "eaten" by him!

However, the boy who was addicted to food didn't notice her at all, and he ate everything on the table at a slow but steady rate, taking a sip of wine and a bite of food.

To Zhu Haomiao's surprise, when he was very full, he instinctively felt that he still had energy left.

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