Su Miao was still thinking about the strange names of the goatee chef and put down his chopsticks and asked, "Old man, where is the snow on the Flame Mountain you mentioned?"

This guy is not just cheating on me, I didn't do it.

He narrowed his eyes, looking like he was about to go wild at any time.

The goatee chef frowned and put a plate of bright red tomatoes in front of him, and introduced himself grandly, "This young and handsome young man, are you not good at your eyes? Isn't this the snow falling on the Flaming Mountain?"

Su Miao looked at the red tomatoes in front of him and was stunned.

Similarly, Su Qingcheng and the others turned their heads and saw that a tomato in the white jade plate was cut into evenly waiting for a few petals, and then sprinkled with white sugar on it, forming... "Snow falls on the Flame Mountain?"

...The Flame Mountain is really red, and the snow is really floating.

Everyone was talking mutely.

Su Miao swallowed, and his heart, which was originally extremely anticipated, suddenly fell into dust. He looked at the dishes on the table and saw a plate of clear soup with green onions.

It seemed that there was an answer in his heart, but he didn't want to believe it and asked unwillingly, "Then... where is the dragon crossing the river?"

The goatee chef brought a plate of dishes to him with a very good attitude and shouted, "This plate is the Raptor crossing the river!"

Su Miao saw that the plate of onions he had never believed was a dragon crossing the river. To put it bluntly, it was boiling green onions in boiling water!

He was disappointed, and Su Jiu and the others almost laughed!

Ah haha, this is so funny!

The goatee cook didn't know what they were laughing at, so he just did what a cook should do.

He bent down and asked Su Miao with great sincerity, "Young Master, do you still want to see ants climbing trees and coffin boards?"

"Farewell, if you say I'm going to lie in the coffin," Su Miao refused repeatedly.

When he returned to the Flame Mountain, his temper can erupt like a volcano at any time!

The goatee chef shut up well and waited aside.

Su Jiu comforted and patted Su Miao next to him, signaling him not to be too sad, as he would definitely suffer a loss when walking in the world.

Su Miao wiped his tears, nodded at Su Jiu, turned sadness into appetite, and finished the meal with tears.

After the meal, just as everyone was about to leave, the goatee cook took out a small notebook and wanted them to give him five red flowers. They wanted to select the gold medal chef.

Su Miao originally wanted to get a little red flower directly, but seeing the goatee chef's clothes look pitiful, he beat him five little red flowers with hatred.

Too bored, everyone lay in front of the carved windows, looking at the koi playing happily in the lake.

The pleasure boat was backing. They didn't pay attention when they were having dinner. Now they looked carefully at the scenery outside and found that there was a small island in the lake. There was an eight-angle pavilion built on the island, which was blocked by white gauze curtains. It was vaguely visible to see a famous graceful girl inside playing the piano.

There were several pleasure boats wandering around the octagonal pavilion. Some wealthy young men who thought they were free and elegant were showing off their style by the window, wanting to take a look at the beauty in the pavilion.

The gauze curtain covers the body and is even more imaginative, and Su Jiu and the others can't help but be attracted.

Su Miao was curious and patted the goatee beard standing beside him, saying badly, "Old man, who is that woman?"

Goatbeard's attitude is still very good, and he does not show any anger to Su Miao's impoliteness:

"This is Li Yaotiao, a famous musician in West Lake. She became famous a year ago. She did not sell herself. She once had a wealthy family who spent a lot of money and remained indifferent. Some people wanted to force her...what..."
Chapter completed!