The aloof military doctor arrives at the unit, and the tough guy can't sit still.

On the way to the state-run restaurant, Lu Zhenghan walked ahead with his back straight, while Xia Qiuran and Han Yu followed quietly behind him.

As luck would have it, the two of them had just stepped out when they bumped into Lu Zhenghan. Xia Qiuran had only made a casual polite remark, but unexpectedly, Lu Zhenghan actually agreed to have dinner with them.

With so many people going, she doesn't know if Zhao Feng brought enough money. If he didn't, then she can only report him to the police and have him arrested. Anyway, she won't spend a single penny for Zhao Feng.

...

As the group entered the state-run restaurant, Xia Qiuran immediately saw Zhao Feng already sitting at the table.

Today, Zhao Feng was dressed in a crisp Dacron Zhongshan suit, with the collar buttoned up neatly, the white shirt peeking out from the cuffs, the trousers pressed straight, and shiny black leather shoes on his feet. It was clear that he had dressed up carefully.

Strangely, there was a woman wearing a blue plaid skirt sitting next to him.

Does she have a new boyfriend? That's good, then I won't have to bother her anymore.

Xia Qiuran led Lu Zhenghan and Han Yu, who were dressed in civilian clothes, into the restaurant. Although they were not in military uniforms, the two of them immediately attracted the attention of all the women in the room.

Lu Zhenghan, in particular, has deep-set eyes and a sharp jawline, naturally exuding an aura that keeps strangers at bay, yet he is so handsome that it's impossible to look away.

"Qiu Ran, long time no see." As she walked in, the woman in the blue plaid skirt spoke to Xia Qiu Ran first.

Xia Qiuran then realized that it was Yang Yuqin, the daughter of the Ji family in their commune.

"Long time no see, Yuqin, you've come to the city too," Xia Qiuran replied.

"Yes, I'm currently staying at Brother Zhao Feng's older sister's house," Yang Yuqin explained, glancing at Xia Qiu with disdain.

Previously, Zhao Feng and Xia Qiuran were engaged. She went to beg Zhao Feng for a long time, but he didn't give up on Xia Qiuran. She thought their relationship was very good. But now, she still won Zhao Feng over.

"So that's how it is, Comrade Zhao. You were so generous yesterday. I'm bringing two people with me today. You won't be unhappy, will you?" Xia Qiuran smiled and turned to look at Zhao Feng without saying anything more.

Sister Zhao Feng was sharp-tongued and mean-spirited. If I remember correctly, her child should be 3 years old at this time, an age when he doesn't understand anything and is also mischievous.

In her previous life, Xia Qiuran was cooking and didn't take care of the child for a moment, causing the child to fall and drop the biscuit in her hand. The child started crying, and Zhao Feng's older sister slapped her without saying a word. She went to find Zhao Feng crying, but Zhao Feng only scolded her for not watching the child properly and said she should apologize to his older sister.

"How could that be? It's understandable that they want to come and see what it's like to be a state-run restaurant." Zhao Feng just smiled contemptuously, thinking to himself that they were a bunch of ignorant country bumpkins.

This time, he deliberately brought Yang Yuqin along, dressed her up in a glamorous manner and spent a lot of money, just to see if Xia Qiuran would feel any sense of crisis.

"Comrade Zhao, the cost of my meal with Han Yu can be paid separately," Lu Zhenghan said at this moment.

"No need, I can afford to hire ten more people." Zhao Feng waved his hand and casually placed his arm on the table, revealing the gemstone watch on his wrist.

"Comrade, here's the menu. See what you'd like to eat?" As she spoke, a waitress came over and handed the menu to Lu Zhenghan.

Han Yu chuckled softly and muttered to Xia Qiuran, "My brother is really charming to be able to get a state-run restaurant waiter, who's known for his bad temper, to personally deliver the menu."

Upon hearing this, Lu Zhenghan gave Han Yu a stern look, and Han Yu immediately covered his mouth.

"Ahem." Zhao Feng felt a little embarrassed at this moment and coughed.

He was the one treating, so why should he show the menu to that poor soldier?

But the waiter didn't even turn his head.

Upon seeing this, Yang Yuqin immediately yelled at the waiter, "The person who is treating us is right here! What are you doing with the menu over there? You have no sense of propriety at all. What kind of waiter are you?"

Hearing this, the waiter finally turned around, looked the two of them up and down, his eyes full of impatience.

"What's so great about treating someone? You dare to show off such a worthless gem flower? You've probably never seen anything good in your life." Then she snorted disdainfully, her gaze sweeping over Lu Zhenghan's watch, which only revealed a strap. "Look, this is a real watch. Ever heard of Patek Philippe?"

Lu Zhenghan noticed the waiter's gaze and immediately lowered his hand. "It's just an ordinary watch."

Lu Zhenghan didn't lie. The watch was a gift from his grandmother. He had never asked how much it was worth; he just felt that it kept accurate time, so he always wore it.

When Zhao Feng looked over, he only saw a section of the watch strap. He knew Patek Philippe; it was a major international brand, and one of its watches was worth several years' salary for him. He absolutely refused to believe that it would appear on the wrist of this soldier. It must be a fake Patek Philippe.

"What kind of no-name brand is Patek Philippe? Only the Gemstone Flower is a proper watch brand. What do you know!" Yang Yuqin retorted loudly, not understanding.

The waiter merely scoffed dismissively, "I know too much. The dress you're wearing is borrowed, isn't it? It doesn't fit properly, so they can only tie it up with a belt. They didn't even dare to alter it." He stared at the conspicuous red cloth belt around Yang Yuqin's waist and said.

At this, Yang Yuqin blushed all the way to her neck.

The dress she was wearing did indeed belong to Sister Zhao Feng. She didn't want to wear other people's clothes, but Zhao Feng insisted that the dress she brought from the countryside looked like a country bumpkin's hat.

She hinted to Zhao Feng several times that he should buy her a dress, but Zhao Feng acted as if he didn't hear her.

"Alright, alright, stop talking about skirts and hurry up and order the food, I'm starving," Han Yu said anxiously. He came here to eat, and didn't want to listen to any useless chatter.

"Our specialties are lion's head meatballs, braised pork belly, stir-fried liver tips, and stir-fried chicken pieces." The waiter rolled his eyes at Yang Yuqin and then rattled off all the restaurant's most expensive dishes.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Feng subconsciously loosened his collar. "Why is everything so greasy? Can't you find anything lighter?"

"Yes, we have freshly arrived stir-fried shrimp, blanched sea cucumber, and hot and sour vermicelli soup."

"Wait, this hot and sour vermicelli soup sounds good, give me a serving." Upon hearing the word "vermicelli," Zhao Feng immediately interrupted.

"Okay, anything else?" The waiter quickly wrote it down in his notebook, but a barely perceptible smile appeared on his lips.

"Another stir-fried cabbage, a large portion, please." When ordering this dish, Zhao Feng seemed to have returned to his arrogant self from just moments before.

"Huh? Cabbage? The army eats cabbage every day. I want to eat meat." Han Yu pouted impatiently when he heard about cabbage.

"Don't you know that eating too much meat can cause internal heat? Zhao Feng and I are both a little bit internal heat right now, which is why we can't order meat dishes," Yang Yuqin quickly tried to smooth things over.

"Don't talk nonsense. Do you think everyone is like the Zhao family? Waiter, bring me a meat dish." Zhao Feng scolded, then said to the waiter, "And another braised tofu with lard. That's all."

Fearing Han Yu might say something else, she quickly shooed the waiter away. Xia Qiuran was not worldly; she was lucky to have cornbread at home. Today, he had ordered so much, he must have already shocked her. Since she had achieved her goal, there was no need to waste money.

"What about the main course?" the waiter asked again after leaving.

"I'll have a pound of rice and two steamed buns first," Han Yu said, then glanced at Zhao Feng, "I only need enough for myself!"