The Farmer’s Eldest Daughter Has a Spatial Pocket

It was not until she reached the counter that she asked the two children, "What do you want to eat and drink?"

"I want to drink milk tea and eat that fries." Yun Shu said quickly.

"I want double skin milk." Yuan Zhi had a soft spot for this, "I also want chicken nuggets."

Gu Yundong looked at Aunt Gu again, who didn't know how to read and didn't know what to eat, and became a little nervous. But with Gu Yundong by her side, she quickly calmed down.

"You can order it, I don't know what to drink."

Gu Yundong thought for a while, and then said to the girl, "Then let's have another pot of osmanthus tea and a plate of osmanthus cake."

She said to Aunt Gu, "Osmanthus tea nourishes the stomach. This year's sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented flowers have just been picked and dried. The sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented flowers in this Xinming Pavilion are all fresh."

"Okay, then I'll try."

Gu Yundong said to the girl, "Let's do this for now, and then order what we want to eat later. We want a private room, and we can choose the type that children like."

When it was renovated, there were many types of private rooms, and Gu Yundong didn't know which one was still empty, so he could only ask the waiter.

The girl gently tugged her hand under the counter, then nodded with a smile, "Okay, I'll have someone take the guest to the private room."

The girl first wrote down what they ordered, and then found another younger girl with a round face and led them inside.

Before Gu Yundong left, he asked one more question, "By the way, where is Su Qing? I saw her when I came yesterday."

"Su Qing happened to rest today, so she didn't come."

Gu Yundong nodded, then walked away.

As soon as she left, the figure just disappeared behind the door.

The girl in front of the counter suddenly crumpled the paper in her hand and threw it on the ground, "Who is it? It's really shameless and disgusting."

Another girl who was a little older just walked into the counter and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? Who made you angry, and even lost the list."

Saying that, he squatted down, picked up the paper, put it on the table and flattened it.

It's just that the undried ink on it has completely smeared out several fonts, so it's impossible to see what the guests ordered.

The girl couldn't help frowning, "Xiaoyi, what's written on it?"

"You don't care what she wrote, huh."

The girl's brows tightened, "What's the matter? This guest offended you and made you behave this way. This is not acceptable. The owner can tell you that the visitor is a guest and must be treated well."

"Oh, Sister Lan, you don't understand at all?" Xiaoyi snorted coldly, "What kind of guests are they?"

"what happened?"

Xiaoyi gave him a vicious look over there, "You don't know, that woman also came yesterday, and before the afternoon, she came to the shop and ordered two cups of milk tea, one for her and one for her maid, and then The two of them sat in that corner of the hall for an entire afternoon, an afternoon, without moving the ground."

The more Xiaoyi said, the more annoyed she became, "Look at the ladies and wives who came to our place, who would sit at a table with a maid and drink tea, only those poor and unskilled households are so careless."

Wei Lan felt that this statement was wrong, "Xiaoyi, no one in our shop stipulates that you can't sit with the maid."

"What do you know?" Seeing her rebutting herself, Xiaoyi's tone became heavier. "There are more extremes."