452: Chapter 441 Chicken Stew with Mushrooms 452: Chapter 441 Chicken Stew with Mushrooms “You’ve already said so much, it would be rude if I didn’t go.” Song Yun turned and smiled at the little girl, “What do you say, shall we have a lavish meal here at noon?”
“Sure.” Song Yuxue nodded obediently and said, “Brother, but in the afternoon I need to go to school to find Yueyue and Xiao Ran; they said that there have been some issues at school recently.”
“Then I guess you’ll be busy this afternoon.” Song Yun said with a smile.
“It’s no trouble at all.
You talking like that is like treating me as an outsider.” Hao Ying said happily.
“Let’s go book a private room now; I’m not even sure if there’s still one available.”
“I’ll get it ready for you.” Tom chimed in from the side, then picked up his cell phone and dialed the front desk, “The Emperor Suite is still available; you guys go there.”
“The Emperor Suite?” Hao Ying gaped.
“Isn’t the Emperor Suite usually not open to the public?”
“That’s only on normal days; it definitely has to be opened for VIPs,” said Tom, patting his belly.
“Since you guys want to catch up, I won’t disturb you.
Song, let’s catch up another day.”
Song Yun smiled and nodded.
After Tom left, Hao Ying nudged Song Yun mysteriously with her elbow and said, “Who was that person just now who could make the Emperor Suite available?”
“He’s the general manager of this hotel,” Song Yun answered truthfully.
“And it’s just the Emperor Suite; what’s there to fuss about?”
“It seems you really don’t know.
The Emperor Suite, for the past few years, has only been opened once for the inspection by the provincial chief; other times, it stays vacant.
Even my father can’t hold a banquet there,” sighed Hao Ying.
“And if he’s the general manager of this hotel, he must be Mr.
Tom.”
“I’ve heard quite a bit about this person outside.
They say he has a huge backing.
Unlike us, children of government officials and wealthy families, who get courteous reception in other hotels, Mr.
Tom doesn’t show us any particular regard.
The last time a city official’s son came here to dine, he wanted Mr.
Tom to share a drink.”
“But Mr.
Tom didn’t give him that face, and that official’s son got so mad he wanted to smash the hotel.
In the end, not only did the hotel remain unscathed, but the official’s son’s father ended up being investigated and disciplined, and since then, no one’s dared to cause trouble in the hotel.”
Song Yun just chuckled and did not say a word.
Joking aside, if a Dark Faction’s territory was smashed, that would really be a big headline.
Everyone knows that the Dark Faction is a neutral organization, ancient and powerful.
Nations maintain a delicate relationship with it, each wanting to extract intelligence about other countries.
So naturally, the local branches would be under the protection of those heavy hitters.
However, these rich kids and official’s children wouldn’t bother about such news; they barely have enough time with their racing cars, partying, and hopping into bed, much less spare any time to find out whom to stir up or not.
When Song Yun and the two ladies arrived at the Emperor Suite, they discovered the space was indeed vast and the decor had been elaborately designed to seamlessly blend European and Chinese styles without any discordance; the designer truly was a genius.
“Ah, I almost forgot why I came here.
You two go ahead and order, I’ll just meet with them and come back,” Hao Ying suddenly remembered she had a prior engagement, hence said somewhat apologetically.
“That’s alright, you go ahead with your business,” Song Yun said with a smile.
Once Hao Ying had left, Song Yuxue browsing through the menu lamented, “Brother, the dishes here are indeed expensive.
I wonder how they are prepared.”
“Ha, big hotels, you know.
The prices are always several tens or even hundreds of times higher than usual,” Song Yun sipped his tea and continued.
“Besides, we made quite a bit today.
How could we not indulge in a good meal?”
Suddenly remembering the million she had in her pocket, Song Yuxue pulled out the check, waved it in front of Song Yun and laughed, “I can’t believe how easy it is to earn money, you must be accumulating wealth faster than anyone.”
“What I’m doing isn’t ‘accumulating wealth,’ it’s ‘plundering;’ I just have some background, so those who cross me need to pay a price,” shrugged Song Yun.
“Look at Er Mazi under the bridge, if someone hits him, they’d just worry about getting their hands dirty.
As for paying for his medical expenses, they wouldn’t even think about it.
So, strength brings wealth.”
As Song Yun and Song Yuxue were chatting, Hao Ying pushed the door open, entered with a polite smile, and said, “Sorry, I was tied up with some things over there.”
“No worries, we’re not too hungry yet,” Song Yun placed the menu on the table and continued, “Yuxue and I have ordered already.
You should order a few dishes.”
Hao Ying nodded, opened the menu, almost got scared to death by the price, and realized this menu was different from the usual one.
Guessing Hao Ying’s surprise, the waiter nearby explained, “The Emperor Suite’s menu is specially prepared for guests; none of the dishes listed here are available on the outside menu.”
“I don’t really know what to order; what’s your signature dish?” Hao Ying browsed through the menu asking.
“Chicken stewed with mushrooms,” announced the waiter, surprising even Song Yun with such an ordinary dish not appearing on the regular menu.
“Our mushrooms are carefully selected from the big mountains in YN, and only the best-looking, best-tasting ones make it into the pot.
The chicken used is free-range, and out of ten thousand chickens, maybe only one is selected.
The soup is a secret recipe broth passed down from the Imperial palace of the Qing dynasty,” the waiter explained.
“And needless to say about the chef, his ancestors were appointed by Emperor Qianlong himself, and all his family members have been imperial chefs, even serving Commander Zhang during the Republic era.”
“It has such a background, but I wonder how well it is cooked.
Let’s try this dish,” Hao Ying closed the menu and said.
“And just choose a couple of your famous dishes for us.
Song Yun, do you drink?”
“There’s someone watching, so I can’t,” said Song Yun.
“Then let’s get some wine; it stimulates blood flow and softens the blood vessels,” chuckled Hao Ying.
“Bring us 500 ml of chilled wine.”
The waiter repeated all the orders and after seeing Hao Ying nod in agreement, went out to start preparing.
Hao Ying poured herself a cup of tea and said, “It’s really tough to get a meeting with you; ever since you rescued me last time, you never contacted me again.
If we hadn’t run into each other today, you probably wouldn’t have reached out.”