Chapter 329 Uncle’s double standards

But the calculation will be done after today.

At least for now, we can't let such people disturb our enjoyment of delicious food.

After all the shopping items were packed and delivered to your door, Hemu personally drove Mingdai and Xia Ling to the reserved hotel.

But this time the hotel was not arranged by Mu, a gourmet connoisseur, but because Xia Ling heard that a three-Michelin-starred chef was coming to Yanjing to open a restaurant, so she made a reservation for this meal a month before the opening.

It is said that this store became very popular as soon as it opened, and the reservations for the next three months are all full. If Xia Ling hadn't started in time, I might not have been able to get a reservation!

Xia Ling was looking forward to this meal. The stupid man she met just now didn't affect her mood much. All the way from the mall, she was happily describing to Ming Dai the dish she had tasted abroad before.

How wonderful the cooking skills are!

Mingdai's eyes sparkled when she heard it, her saliva secreted automatically, and she swallowed hard: "Is it really so delicious?"

Xia Ling nodded firmly: "Of course! You will definitely not let us down!"

He Mu, who was in the driver's seat, coughed slightly after hearing this: "This is a newly opened store, so don't have high expectations."

Mingdai tilted her head and looked at the front seat: "Is this based on experience?"

Perhaps today's exciting shopping numbed Xia Ling's awe of her uncle, so much so that she hummed and pulled Ming Dai: "Don't worry, Dai Dai! It must be super delicious!"

Feeling the sincerity coming from his niece, Hemu glanced at Mingdai in the rearview mirror: "..."

Mingdai defected quickly: "Yes! Lingling, I believe you!"

Xia Ling smiled brightly, as if she had won.

Unfortunately, the subsequent food trip failed to meet their expectations.

This newly opened French restaurant has a four-digit average per capita. The environment, service, etc. are quite satisfactory for the price, but the taste is not that good.

In the name of molecular gastronomy, the cooking process is very mysterious, and even 3D projection comes in handy, but when the food is eaten in the mouth, it is like that. It is better to enjoy it with your eyes than with your taste. At most, it is just a photo shoot.

Full.

Xia Ling looked frustrated, and the more she ate, the less energetic she became.

She glanced at her little uncle, who was holding a knife and fork in an extremely cold and unappetizing manner, as if he was a deity descending from the earth.

On the other hand, the little angel Deidi was particularly enthusiastic in supporting her. She probably didn't want her hard work to make a reservation. She racked her brains to praise her appearance every time the dish was served.

As for why you don't praise the taste...well, honest children can't tell lies.

Xia Ling grabbed Ming Dai's hand excitedly: "Dai Dai, it's really just you!"

Mingdai was so confused that she almost dropped her knife and fork.

Xia Ling stopped her: "It doesn't matter!"

"Um?"

"We'd better change a store!" Xia Ling said sadly, "I'll never come here again!"

The three of them left without finishing their meal. When they got in the car, Xia Ling remembered her uncle's warning.

"Uncle, did you already know that that store is not very good?"

Only then did He Mu slowly speak:

"The chef you mentioned is indeed very good at his craftsmanship, but unfortunately he is a money-hungry guy. There are too many practices of asking people to use his name to open a restaurant for money. People who know the inside story are already used to it. If you really want to taste it

His craftsmanship can only be found in the shop he owns."

"Can this still happen?"

Xia Ling felt the dangers of the food world.

Mingdai comforted her: "We can just change the store."

And the store just now wasn't extremely bad, it just didn't live up to expectations.

This time Mingdai decided to ask experts: "Can my uncle recommend a family?"

Xia Ling sighed: "At this point, all the better restaurants are fully booked." After a pause, he thought of something again and muttered, "Oh no, my uncle can brush his face..."

He Mu cleared his throat.

Xia Ling, who was chattering, quickly sat upright,

He Mu: "The environment of this store may not be that good, but the taste is good."

If this connoisseur said "not bad", it tastes absolutely delicious!

Mingdai nodded: "Go!"

He Mu smiled at the corners of his eyes: "Can you eat spicy food?"

Mingdai said without hesitation: "I can!"

So I fell in love with Mu.

In addition, Xia Ling also expressed her agreement.

Although the Xia family is not pampered towards her, they have always paid attention to her diet. A professional nutritionist has arranged daily meals since she was born. In junior high school, a dedicated person will deliver meals. When she entered high school, Xia Ling decided on a whim.

I went to the canteen and had the food in the canteen inspected by a nutritionist.

Therefore, Xia Ling has basically never been to those fly restaurants, and has only seen them in literary works or TV series.

Xia Ling quickly cheered up and regained the enthusiasm she had when she just came from the mall, and began to ask He Mu:

"What does that restaurant serve? If it's spicy, is it Sichuan food? Is it like a documentary, where you eat on the side of the road and eat on plastic stools?..."

"Not enough."

He Muyan answered briefly and concisely.

Suddenly I saw Ming Dai in the rearview mirror with a curious look on her face, and added:

"The environment is not bad, just simple. You have to experience the rest by yourself. The store is not far away, you can get there in ten minutes."

Xia Ling was stunned for a moment and noticed this detail keenly.

Suddenly he cursed in his heart, but on the outside he sat back down quietly.

She turned to look at Mingdai, still looking forward to the delicious food in ten minutes, and didn't even notice her uncle's double standard.

Ha, man.

The store recommended by He Mu arrived quickly.

It is hidden in an old neighborhood, which is full of dusty cement tube buildings, also known as old and broken buildings. This is the most common building form in the 1990s and can accommodate the largest number of residents, so this neighborhood is simply

It was very lively and full of people.

Looking around, there are many shops opened along the road. The signs are lit up in the night, making it look like a food street. There is also a steady stream of food aroma wafting out, stimulating the taste buds of diners. This also makes both sides of the road crowded.

People coming and going.

The opposite of this liveliness is its congestion, difficulty in driving, and sanitary environment.

Not to mention anything else, I couldn't squeeze in even with Mu's car.

He Mu seems to be very used to it and is good at finding a place to park.

It’s not uncommon here to see million-dollar luxury cars casually abandoned on the roadside. If you look carefully, you can still see the shadow of a supercar. It seems that the food nearby is really famous, making these Yanjing gourmets

You can follow the smell and touch it.

"We have to walk over there. It's a three-minute walk."

After He Mu briefly summarized the time, he looked at Ming Dai and Xia Ling with concern.

Mainly Mingdai.

Xia Ling, who was used to seeing nothing strange, after being briefly shocked by the environment, shook her head to show that she was fine: "Where is Dai Dai?"

Of course Mingdai is fine. The village in the city where she grew up was much messier than here, and she felt a little nostalgic when she saw the fireworks.
Chapter completed!