Chapter 130 Liyuan Operator (3)
"Is it because Lan Shiyu will be singing tomorrow that's why you brought me here today?" Before entering the door, Ji Xiangnuan specially ran to ask the priest Han.
Priest Han touched Ji Xiangnuan's head lovingly, "Go to bed early, you will know tomorrow."
After saying that, he walked into his private room.
Well, that’s certainly the case. Ji Xiangnuan nodded in his mind, turned around and returned to his own room.
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While still sleeping, Ji Xiangnuan was woken up by a knock on the door.
Rubbing the sleepy eyes that were still awake, he opened the door and said, "Who is it!"
"Get up!" The tall figure of the priest stood in front of Ji Xiangnuan.
“How early it is!”
Obviously, Ji Xiangnuan was slightly dissatisfied. Anyone who tried to wake up a sleeping person was committing a crime.
"Do you want to see Lan Shiyu!"
"Yes!" As soon as he heard Lan Shiyu, Ji Xiangnuan immediately became energetic. This is his idol! Without saying a word, he closed the door and started changing clothes.
Priest Han felt that he was a little ridiculous. The person who could make Ji Xiangnuan wake up immediately was not himself but Lan Shiyu. Thinking about this, he even felt a little bit jealous.
I don’t know why, this lemon just surrounds me.
Before Priest Han could react, Ji Xiangnuan changed his clothes and appeared in front of him, "Let's go!"
"Let's go!"
Although he felt very uncomfortable, Still leading Ji Xiangnuan forward with a calm expression.
“Are you singing opera early in the morning?”
“No.”
"What is that? You won't invite us to dinner!"
"Yes."
"Can't you just say a few more words?" Ji Xiangnuan felt that this was naive There's nothing we can do to talk.
"The official start is tomorrow."
"Then why did you bring me here last night!"
"Relax." Ji Xiangnuan:
Although Ji Xiangnuan was speechless, he was still very happy when he thought of seeing Lan Shiyu.
Going through the long corridor is the restaurant. But the person Ji Xiangnuan wanted to see didn't appear.
"Didn't you say that you can see Lan Shiyu? Why did you bring me here?" Ji Xiangnuan felt for a moment that the priest Han was lying to him.
"How can you have strength if you don't eat?" As he said this, the priest Han pulled out a chair for Ji Xiangnuan.
Ji Xiangnuan sat down very rudely, thinking about it.
Breakfast is very light. Since we are visiting other places, we naturally have to follow the host’s rules. As the saying goes, "When in the country, do as the Romans do," the Lan family has a unique saying.
In order to protect this precious voice, I usually eat three meals a day very light, not to mention breakfast, which is just porridge and side dishes with an egg.
After a few mouthfuls of rice, he said, "Oh my God! Why is it white! This dish is so bland!"
Ji Xiangnuan frowned, this was too bland! She suspected that the Lan family might not have put any seasoning in it to save money.
Looking at the expressions of the servants next to him, Ji Xiangnuan realized that he might have said the wrong thing, so he lowered his head and forced himself to sweep away the food in front of him.
After walking out of the restaurant, Ji Xiangnuan just wanted to find a toilet to vomit. Eating too much white food will make you feel nauseous. Now she just felt like her stomach was really churning, and she kept urging herself to eat something tasty.
“Can’t get used to it?”
“Nonsense!” Ji Xiangnuan felt that the priest Han was just teasing her to satisfy his own bad taste.
"Let me take you to eat delicious food!" Seeing that Ji Xiangnuan was really uncomfortable, the priest Han thought that there might be delicious food in another place in the Lan family.
"Really? Then why didn't you tell me earlier!"
"Let's go!"
After that, he walked away! Ji Xiangnuan held back the pain in his chest and stood up to chase after the priest Han.
Just across the lake from the restaurant is the Youyuan Restaurant. In order to meet the taste requirements of the theater guests, many different flavors of food are designed here.
There is also a snack street next to the restaurant, which extends all the way into the theater.
Ji Xiangnuan touched his slightly bulging belly and decided not to go inside the restaurant. Anyway, there are quite a lot of things in the snack street. There are all kinds of potato dumplings, hand cakes, grilled gluten, oden and so on.
Looking at it, Ji Xiangnuan felt that he was crying tears of disappointment. Oh my god, how could someone bring a snack street to his home! This may be the so-called life of rich people!
“Boss, give me a bunch of gluten! Add more cumin and more spiciness!”
I just had a white breakfast, it’s time to wake up my taste buds.
(End of this chapter)