Lin Jie brought Ling Mengjiao to a small restaurant about a hundred meters east of the main entrance of the University Affiliated Hospital, with an operating area of about fifty to sixty square meters.
The restaurant's decor was quite high-end, but there were no private rooms.
At this time, it was the dining peak period, and the hall was almost full. Fortunately, Lin Jie had Qin Gang reserve a spot in advance.
Ling Mengjiao looked at the menu and immediately felt warm inside, saying, "Lin Jie, thank you for specifically inviting me to have hometown dishes."
Lin Jie chuckled softly, "Mainly because I've eaten here a few times, and the food tastes pretty good."
"I recommend their signature dishes, the crispy eel and tofu in the box are nice. As for how authentic they are, that's for you to judge."
Ling Mengjiao nodded gently and, without being polite, took charge of ordering meals for the two of them.
"Lin Jie, I know what you want to talk to me about this time!"
