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For Sophie, Mo Xiaoyu felt very embarrassed. She originally wanted her friend to help raise the price, but she didn't expect that the other party really came, and it seemed that she was not alone.
Mo Xiaoyu went to the coffee shop of Tangzhou Hotel and saw Sophie talking with two people, one was an old man with white hair, the other was a blonde beauty who looked about the same age as Mo Xiaoyu.
Seeing Mo Xiaoyu approaching, Sophie stood up, and the two of them also stood up.
"Sister Su, are they all your friends?"
"Yes, this is my friend, Mr. Bertrand." Sophie pointed to the white-haired old man and said.
"This is Mr. Mo Xiaoyu." Sophie went on to introduce Mo Xiaoyu to the old man, but it was in French, which Mo Xiaoyu couldn't understand.
But seeing the old man reaching out his hand, Mo Xiaoyu quickly reached out to shake his hand, and greeted him. Unexpectedly, at this time, the blond beauty actually translated for the old man in French.
"Mr. Mo, this is Chloe, the granddaughter of Mr. Bertrand, who is studying Chinese at Peking University."
"Oh, good morning". Mo Xiaoyu extended his hand to the blonde girl.
"Hello, Mr. Mo". Chloe greeted in not-so-fluent Chinese.
"Oh, you can speak Chinese, that's great, I'm not very good at English, so it's better for us to communicate in Chinese."
So, in the following time, except for the old man who needed an interpreter, the other three communicated in Chinese.
"Mr. Mo, I regret that I was one step too late, so I couldn't see the posthumous works of Emperor Guangxu." The old man Bertrand said sadly.
"I'm also sorry, but the Chinese buyers are very eager, because I only have five Guangxu imperial ingots in my hand, but the buyer already has one in his hand, so they can make it all up, so, I think they It's better to be together." Mo Xiaoyu explained.
"Oh, my God, there is such a coincidence?" Bertrand exclaimed excitedly.
"Yeah, I didn't expect it either, and he has bought that one for ten years, and waited for these five for ten years, and now it is finally reunited." Mo Xiaoyu continued to explain.
"Oh, God, in your Chinese words, this is fate." Bertrand said.
"Yeah, so, let Mr. Bei make a trip for nothing." Mo Xiaoyu apologized.
"Oh, no no, I also happened to come to see my granddaughter, who is studying Chinese in China, and look, she can be my interpreter now." Bertrand looked at Chloe lovingly.
Sophie just watched from the side without interjecting. What Mo Xiaoyu didn't know was that the person in front of him was an old antique dealer who had worked in Sotheby's auction house for ten years when he was young. Various places collect cultural relics from various countries for the auction house to auction.
However, after entering the new millennium, the wave of collecting in China has been higher than the wave, so since then Bertrand's main destination has been China. He himself does not remember how many times he has come to China.
In addition, in order to cultivate the heirs of the family, he deliberately sent his granddaughter to China to learn Chinese and further study Chinese culture, so that in the future, the main business direction of the family will be on Far Eastern cultural relics.
"Mr. Mo, if you are really sorry, please treat us to a meal. You are a local, and you should know where the best food is. Mr. Bertrand is also a Chinese food lover." Sophie teased.
"No problem, well, I think of a place that will definitely satisfy everyone's taste." Mo Xiaoyu smiled, he thought of Mei Wenhua's unnamed restaurant.
Mo Xiaoyu looked at his watch. It was almost eleven o'clock. If it was later, he might not be able to reserve a seat. When he called, it turned out that there were no seats.
"Sister Mei, these guests are all my distinguished guests, can we discuss it?" Mo Xiaoyu asked Mei Yunyun softly on the phone.
"Hehe, come on then, my sister will arrange a place for you." Mei Yunyun's attitude towards Mo Xiaoyu is much better now, mainly because Mei Wenhua is happy, and she spends a long time looking at that word in the hall every day, not sure if she can see the flowers.
But as long as the old man is happy, Mei Yunyun's attitude towards Mo Xiaoyu has changed a lot, and it seems that Mo Xiaoyu is indeed a bit capable, how can a woman not like a talented man.
Sophie saw that Mo Xiaoyu was a little embarrassed there, so she asked, "Xiaoyu, is there no room?"
"Yeah, but I figured it out". Mo Xiaoyu explained again, "At that place, you have to order several days in advance. Fortunately, I know the boss. Let's go. If it's later, there will really be no seats."
Chloe is on the sidelines for BelleLang translated the conversation between Mo Xiaoyu and Sophie. After listening to it, Bertrand showed a look of fascination. The food that needs to be ordered in advance is definitely worth the wait.
But when they took a taxi to the door, they found that there was not even a signboard here. Chloe couldn't help asking, "Mr. Mo, is this your home?"
"Oh no, this is a restaurant". Mo Xiaoyu said.
"Why doesn't the restaurant have a signboard? How do people outside know that this is a restaurant?" Chloe asked puzzled.
"Chloe, may I teach you an ancient Chinese saying, the fragrance of wine is not afraid of the deep alley, have you heard of it?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.
Chloe shook her head shyly, feeling very embarrassed that she had never learned this Chinese sentence.
"It means that as long as your wine is good, even if it is hidden in a deep alley, someone will find it. The food here is first-class. People who come here come here because of the reputation. They are either regular customers or friends. Come here, so there is no need for a signboard at all, and the door is full of customers every day." Mo Xiaoyu explained.
Chloe didn't understand what she heard, but she probably understood it anyway.
Bertrand knew at a glance that his granddaughter might be in trouble, so he didn't say anything, but when Mo Xiaoyu was talking to Mei Yunyun, he pulled his granddaughter and whispered a few words, and Chloe nodded. Head, but very shy.
"This is your distinguished guest, why are foreigners, can they get used to Sichuan cuisine?" Mei Yunyun said.
"Hey, don't underestimate foreigners, they can also eat spicy food. Where's the old man, isn't he here?" Mo Xiaoyu looked around, but Mei Wenhua was not there.
"You have a lot of face. Listening to me that you are going to entertain VIPs here, I know what you want to order, so I went to cook by myself." Mei Yunyun mumbled towards the kitchen.
"Hey, this is really a big face, sister Mei, please entertain me, I have to thank the old man." Mo Xiaoyu greeted Sophie and the others, and went straight to the kitchen.
When I went to the kitchen, I saw that, sure enough, the old man Mei Wenhua was squatting and cleaning up the fish in his hand.
"Old man, why did you do it yourself? How can you be ashamed?" Mo Xiaoyu said.
"You boy, you are really blessed. Yesterday your master came to my place for dinner and even praised you for coming. I only cook for your master's sake."
"I said, I can't have such a big face." Mo Xiaoyu laughed at himself.
"Bullshit, you think you can eat for nothing, do me a favor, I'll cook two of the eight famous imperial dishes for you today, how about it?"
Mo Xiaoyu shivered, took a step back, and asked, "What's the matter?" (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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