Chapter 1257 Please Go Early Tomorrow
It seems that this Mr. Ji Minglang Ji is no different from other rich and well-informed young masters. I don’t know what it means to be beyond the heavens and people, which makes Ni Simo’s original intention to introduce the treasured treasure to others. No more, if she hadn't already arrived at Muchu Inn, she would have wanted Uncle Lin to turn around and change to a good five or six star hotel in their eyes.
It's a waste to let such a person eat the delicious food made quietly!
Ni Simo's good mood disappeared in an instant, and although there was still a smile on her face, Ji Minglang sensitively noticed that the little girl's state was different.
The little girl now, the mood is really changing in an instant.
It's just that I'm worried that I won't be able to get in, and my mood suddenly turns bad, just like his sister
Ji Minglang smiled secretly, thinking in his heart, even if he paid ten times the price later, he still had to get a number.
Five minutes later, the car stopped right next to Muchu Inn. Ji Minglang got out of the car. When he saw this courtyard house, he was also a little surprised. He couldn't help evaluating the price of the courtyard house in the imperial capital, and then Raising eyebrows, opening a restaurant here?
It's not just a gimmick, is it?
Dozens of people lined up at the door, men and women, old and young, mostly young people, but no matter what their age or status, they seemed to be chatting in a good mood, wearing muskets in their hands. The number plate of the small inn.
"Master, what's your number?"
"No. 100!" The old man laughed loudly, "How about it, am I lucky? Young man, come early tomorrow!"
The young man who asked the question gave a wry smile, "Tomorrow the anchor will not be cooking the dishes himself, and it will depend on luck to eat the dishes made by the anchor himself in the future. I should have come here by bicycle just now, but the taxi was stuck in traffic instead."
Ni Simo heard their conversation as soon as he got out of the car, and was very disappointed. As expected, the 100 numbers have been sent out.
Ji Minglang looked at her disappointed face, smiled, walked up to the old man, and said, "Master, can you sell your account to me?"
The old man squinted his eyes and looked at him with an unkind expression, "What are you doing!! Boy, if you want to eat, you have to queue up early. Do you think that you can eat the dishes made by Jingchu if you have money! Roll on!"
Ji Minglang's smile froze for a moment, and he continued to laugh: "Master, you misunderstood, I mean I will pay 10,000 RMB to buy it."
"Ten thousand?" The old man raised his eyebrows, just when Ji Minglang thought he would agree, he saw him looking at him with contempt, "Young man, don't just think about using money to solve everything! You have money How about it? Can you buy health with money? Can you buy life with money? Similarly, with money, you can’t buy food that is really delicious and good for your health. Don’t say 10,000, give me two I won't sell it for 100,000 yuan! Hmph."
The corner of Ji Minglang's mouth twitched, a little surprised, but the old man at this age has always been stubborn, so he didn't force him and went to the front.
Since you want to buy a number, of course you have to buy the nearest one, and you don't need to wait too long.
At the front is a young couple. College students at this age should not even ask for money just to order food. You know, 10,000 yuan can allow them to eat several meals at such restaurants and buy several brand-name clothes.
Unexpectedly, after the young couple listened to his words, the female live broadcast rolled her eyes, and the male also looked at him speechlessly.