Chapter 15 Cheeselin
Chapter 15 Cheeselin
Zhejiang Road, Cheeseland
"Given Miss Xiang's reputation in the opera world, she must be a frequent visitor to Cheeseland."
"Brother Qin, you are too kind. We in the martial arts industry usually go to Yanchunlou. We rarely go to this kind of foreign restaurant."
Qin Huai and Xiang Hongying stood in front of the porch of the Cheese Garden, leaning against the intricately carved iron railings, chatting casually.
"I heard that the only cheap thing in Tianjin is Cheeseland's bread. If it weren't for Miss Xiang today, Qin Huai probably wouldn't have had this blessing."
"You invited me here, didn't you, just to eat dry bread?"
Xiang Hongying's beautiful eyes moved as she stared at Qin Huai.
Qin Huai couldn't resist for a moment and smiled awkwardly,
"How could that be possible? We finally came to Tianjin's top western restaurant, so of course I have to invite Miss Xiang to taste the foreign cooking skills."
"That really cost you a lot of money, young man." Xiang Hongying also smiled slightly.
When the two men heard the waiter calling them, they quickly walked through the door and entered the lobby.
Unlike the dark night outside, the four chandeliers in the restaurant illuminate the entire lobby in great detail. The brass gramophone in the corner is also on, slowly playing soothing classical music.
As soon as he sat down, looking at the red and green floral velvet cloth and neat white tableware on the oak table, Qin Huai gestured to call the waiter.
“Eight loaves of bread first, and one of the remaining signature dishes.
I think this is enough, is there anything else you want to add, Miss Xiang?"
Qin Huai didn't even look at the menu and handed it to Xiang Hongying.
Seeing Xiang Hongying waving her hand, Qin Huai no longer insisted.
While waiting for the food, the two started chatting again.
"As far as I know, the Baji lineage from which Brother Qin descends is different from the side lines. There are only three to five people in a generation, which is really not very large.
But practicing Chinese martial arts is the most expensive thing. Even if our Xiang family has made a living in the opera world for many years and accumulated enough money, we cannot afford to go to a luxurious place like Qishilin on a normal day.
And this young man is not only very young but also very skilled in martial arts. He even invited me to a place like this for dinner. I think he must be from a wealthy family with great financial resources.”
Hearing Xiang Hongying's teasing, Qin Huai also laughed.
"That's why I ordered eight loaves of bread. I'm afraid the watercress won't be enough to fill me up. Let's eat something dry first."
"You just love to say these weird and indecent things."
Perhaps because she had been with Qin Huai for a long time and understood his personality, Xiang Hongying became a little more relaxed in her words.
"My life story is really complicated, and I can't explain it in a few words at the moment. If I have time in the future, I will tell Miss Xiang the truth."
Qin Huai chuckled, and changed the subject, talking about Jiulong again.
"But don't worry, the connections in Jiulong are not just due to my master's relationship. In recent years, the merchants there have made a fortune by relying on the secret medicine of our lineage. They are still trustworthy."
"Are you crazy? The national martial arts secret medicine is not enough for our own use, how can you allow it to be leaked?
When Xiang Hongying heard Qin Huai's words, she, who was always dignified, couldn't help but lose her composure.
When Qin Huai saw her behavior, he knew that she had misunderstood and hurriedly explained.
"This medicine is not that medicine. It is a new medicine that our Baji lineage discovered by chance in recent years. It has a miraculous effect on treating inflammation in ordinary people. Otherwise, we would not be able to gain a foothold in Jiulong in such a short time with this medicine."
After hearing Qin Huai's explanation, Xiang Hongying realized that she had just lost her composure and her pretty face turned red.
"I'm sorry, I thought you were going to cut off your own escape route. I was in a hurry at the moment, I hope you can forgive me."
"Miss Xiang is also thinking about the inheritance of Chinese martial arts, so don't blame yourself."
Seeing that the blush on Miss Xiang's face had not yet faded, Qin Huai was afraid that the atmosphere would become awkward, so he quickly stood up and said,
"Excuse me, I'm going to wash my hands first, Miss Xiang, please sit here for a while."
Arriving at the bathroom, Qin Huai finally relaxed a little. Beauty is indeed the sharpest knife in the world. The pressure Xiang Hongying brought to him was no less than when he asked his master for advice the day before. Just as Qin Huai turned on the faucet and rubbed his hands under the water, he heard two sentences of English coming from the bathroom behind him.
"Gerald, you said that a miraculous medicine that is not even available in Europe would appear in this ancient city?"
"Blanc, don't underestimate the heritage of the ancient dynasty. Didn't you hear that even Prince Romanov suffered a loss three years ago?"
Qin Huai didn't take it seriously at first, but when he heard the word "magic medicine", his eyes suddenly became sharp.
"I don't know if the information given by Bishop Antoine is reliable."
"I heard that Bishop Antoine learned about it from his colleagues in Jiulong. Who cares? When Prince Romanov arrives, what kind of trouble can these inferior warriors without guns and cannons cause? They will have everything they want by then."
"Yes, when Prince Romanov obtains the martial arts secrets he wants, won't the remaining soup and water belong to us?"
Listening to the obscene laughter of the two foreigners, Qin Huai wanted to rush in and teach them why the flowers were so red.
But when he heard that they were just scouts and the big boss was still behind, his clenched fists slowly loosened again.
With a creak, the toilet door was pushed open. The two foreigners were stunned when they saw the tall man with short hair in front of the sink.
"Hello?"
Seeing that Qin Huai had no reaction and was even a little confused, the two of them felt relieved and walked out without paying any attention to Qin Huai, muttering to themselves,
"Why doesn't this person have braids?"
"Who knows? Maybe it's because it's too hot."
Qin Huai looked at the two people's backs, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.
By the time Qin Huai returned to Xiang Hongying, all the dishes had been served.
Sauerkraut stewed pork elbow, pan-fried veal steak, various sausages…
Seeing that it took so long for Qin Huai to come back, the attentive Xiang Hongying asked casually:
"What took you so long? Was there something that delayed you?"
"It's okay, there's a queue, so I just waited a little while."
Qin Huai did not intend to involve Xiang Hongying, who had nothing to do with the matter, so he told a white lie.
"Eat the food. It won't taste good if it gets cold."
"You should think about how to deal with those eight loaves of bread."
Xiang Hongying pursed her lips, indicating to Qin Huai not to forget his cheesecake.
By the time the bronze bell in the center of the lobby rang ten times, Qin Huai and Xiang Hongying had already walked to the bank of the Haihe River on their way back to the tea garden.
"I still have to thank Miss Xiang today for being willing to listen to Qin Huai's nagging."
"My little brother, you are too serious.
Although our two families have a long history, Hongying still wants to thank you again for your efforts for the Xiang Family."
Looking at the Haihe River under the moonlight, Xiang Hongying suddenly stopped and turned around to ask.
"I haven't asked you yet, is the bread delicious tonight?"
"Hiccup~"
Although Qin Huai didn't say anything, his stomach had already answered for him.
"Haha."
Looking at the laughing girl in front of him and the falling snowflakes, Qin Huai couldn't help but feel emotional.
"The moonlight is so beautiful tonight."
“Yeah, the snow is beautiful too.”
(End of this chapter)