Monster Factory Chapter 496: : Yan Zhao brother’s method

"Choose whatever you want, Mr. Ye, you have the courage to challenge the whole world, my brother Yan Zhao will take the place you choose anyway."

Brother Yanzhao held his head high, his tone was as hard as Alert Robot bulletproof armor.

If you change the place, even if it is the international metropolis Shanghai, Yan Zhao brother praises this Haikou, Ye Qing does not doubt that this guy can do it.

But this is Yanjing, the capital of China.

The restaurants that can stand firm here, relying on their own private kitchens, are all handed down from generation to generation. The ancestors had the imperial kitchen, and the family took over the imperial decree.

These people's connections have gone deep into the sea. How could they lose their credibility because of a little profit?

Ye Qing really doesn't believe that Yanzhao Brother has this ability, but this guy looks like a vow...

I have to eat at noon anyway. Then choose one and let Brother Yanzhao suffer.

"Then go to Yang Fang Alley, if you don't specify, you just go to a private restaurant to eat, I think you are awesome."

Yang Fang Alley is the location of Yanjing's most famous private kitchens. Actually, there are not many, just three.

Wan, Wang, thank you.

The three private kitchens have no individuality in their names, and they all put their family names on the front.

But the name is low-key, and the reputation is not low-key at all. Ye Qing heard that when he walked into any of the three Yang Fang Alley restaurants, he saw the calligraphy left by celebrities and heroes hanging on the wall, definitely more than the guests in the restaurant, plus the chefs and helpers.

Even if those big celebritys go to dinner, if they are not international superstars, they are not eligible to stay in calligraphy.

"OK, I will eat at Yang Fang Alley at noon." Brother Yan Zhao confidently assured him, and then called the secretary to let her bring some fine wine from her collection.

Forty minutes later, Yan Zhao drove Benz into the famous Yang Fang Alley.

This is an old alley of Yanjing that is no better than ordinary, with green brick paving and gray tiles hanging on the wall. On the walls, you can see many old traces peeled off by time and wind and rain.

The hutong is not wide and can only accommodate two cars in parallel. However, Yanzhao's big run just arrived at the first Wang's private kitchen with a small red lantern hanging at the door.

Ye Qing almost laughed.

Because at the entrance of this private restaurant, two fully armed guards stood on the left and the right. By the side of the courtyard, two of the poor parking spaces that were finally detained were actually parked for important receptions. A courtesy car for foreign guests.

"Why don't we go to this one and give him a few million to try?"

Looking at the color of the pig liver on Brother Yan Zhao's face, Ye Qing smiled happierly.

"Heh...heh..."

Brother Yanzhao blushed and said far-fetched: "The taste of this restaurant is a bit spicy. Let's change one, another one."

Benz drove tens of meters quickly, then turned a corner, and came to a second restaurant with a smaller door face and no lanterns or signs.

The signboard of this private kitchen is on the wall in the courtyard — — Wanjiacai.

This private restaurant is even more famous. Its ancestor is a famous chef. It has been in business for decades. It is said that foreign presidents have hosted a lot of them.

Brother Yanzhao probed his head and looked around the pocket parking lot for a few laps, then he was deeply relieved, his face returned to normal again, with a smile that was about to win.

"Mr. Ye, shall we eat here at noon?"

Now it’s Ye Qing’s turn to have an accident. Three cars are parked in the parking space. Although there are no heavyweight cars, this kind of place is obviously not a place that can grab a seat by smashing a few million?

There are no restrictions on status in these places. Even if there are, Ye Qing is definitely the one who is absolutely qualified. It is mainly in these places that meals have to be booked in advance, so I rushed in and made sure that several tables inside were booked a month or two in advance.

Boss can't drive away a table of guests for millions.

Furthermore, Yan Zhao brother, reluctant to give up a few million, is still one thing.

"Then eat here?" Ye Qing was very curious, and he wanted to see what Yan Zhao brother could do.

When I determined the location, Brother Yanzhao didn't park the car in the parking lot, so he fell back a bit and posted it on the side of the alley, making Ye Qing wait patiently.

Ye Qing looked at the time, and it happened to be 11:00.

After waiting for about ten minutes, a Maserati president emerged from the corner, then the turn signal flashed again, and turned towards the pocket parking lot belonging to Wanjiacai.

Brother Yan Zhao had a happy expression, he pushed the door and got out of the car, stopped the white Maserati, then walked around the window of the car and kept talking to the people in the car.

Ye Qing was a little bit confused by the second monk. Yan Zhao had been chatting for five minutes. He bent over and nodded again. In the end, he ran back to his car with joy, took out two bottles of Moutai from the trunk that had been completely yellowed, and gave them to the owner of the Maserati politely.

When he got into the cab again, Yan Zhao was proud of winning the first prize of the Welfare Lottery.

"Get ~ President Ye, please go to the private room."

"Comrade Yan..." Ye Qing guessed a bit: "You won't wait here for a long time, just wait for the guests who booked a table in this restaurant at noon, and then spend money to buy it from them. Right?"

"150,000, plus two bottles of 20 Moutai." Brother Yanzhao nodded passionately: "Haha ~, I told them, one of my children is going to immigrate abroad tonight. He is the oldest My wish is to come here for a meal. As a brother, even if I kneel at the door and beg for help, I must satisfy him~IndoMTL.com~Day..." Ye Qing really wanted to look at Brother Yan Zhao's head.

Passing through the narrow door face and bypassing the wall inscribed by a prince, Ye Qing suddenly became cheerful.

It's really a lotus in the sesame field. Ye Qing didn't expect that in the depths of the quaint and old alley, there is still such a beautiful courtyard hidden.

A small stream planted with lotus leaves circled along the edge of the courtyard and stepped across the mini white marble bridge. It was obviously an open courtyard, but Ye Qing felt a warm breeze.

Great!

Just for the owner of this household, who can grow lotus leaves in winter.

"There is floor heating here. In the blue bricks under our feet, there is a fire path that has been repaired in ancient times. When the greenhouse is heated in winter, the whole yard will be warm. Of course, the water heaters are now replaced, which is more environmentally friendly. Some." Brother Yanzhao said with emotion: "Look, ancient people have enjoyed it this way. Our younger generation, of course, must go to the one layer building."

"You bought the banquet for 150,000 yuan, and put the Yanjing a few hundred years ago, that is, the rewards that the sons threw away." Ye Qing hit him mercilessly.

With a blow, Ye Qing still admires the young president's little ability in his heart.

An elderly aunt led Ye Qing and Yan Zhao to an antique room. After making a pot of tea, the aunty said goodbye to serve the dishes.

Brother Yanzhao gave Ye Qing popular science in advance, and Wanjia restaurant cannot order food. Even if you order a month in advance, you cannot order. The guests eat whatever the host does.

"Anyway, I even saw the signatures of Clinton and Medvedev two presidents along the way. Even if they serve a table of pickles, I can still eat them." Ye Qing picked up the teacup and touched Yan Zhao.

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