Chonghua's national power has grown rapidly in recent years, and restaurants of all sizes have sprung up in the imperial capital, but Aiden Mo led Blake Gu to an obviously older restaurant.
Honghu Pavilion.
At that time, this restaurant was one of the top restaurants in the imperial capital. Only the princes and nobles could afford to go there, and the prices were astonishingly high. But the attitude of the Honghu Pavilion has softened over the years. Perhaps feeling the competition, this old Honghu has no choice but to imitate the high-quality and low-priced little chaffinches next to it. The prices of vegetables are no longer so aggressive, and ordinary monks can also get in. Door.
But even so, Lao Honghu's vitality was gradually declining. It was lunch time, but there was still a sad scene outside his shop with a deserted and sparse traffic and horses.
Aiden Mo entered the store, and Blake Gu followed suit. The shopkeeper is a slightly fat and greasy man named Liu. He hurriedly came to greet you: "Oh, Mr. Xihe, I haven't seen you for a long time. How about dinner?"
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