Chapter 615 There Are No Jajang Noodles in Western Restaurants
Shopping with Huo Xiaomei is not a troublesome thing, but it feels very relaxed. Huo Xiaomei will never let Ye Shaofeng carry things for her, let alone let Ye Shaofeng follow behind him, but every store he passes by looks pretty good. When walking into a clothing store, Huo Xiaomei would say in a questioning tone like a little sister: "Brother Feng, look at the clothes in this store. I think they are quite suitable for you. You can try it. If you think it doesn't work, Look elsewhere,”
Shopping with Huo Xiaomei makes Ye Shaofeng feel like he is the master and is completely dominated by himself. When looking at clothes, Huo Xiaomei will not completely impose her own ideas on Ye Shaofeng, but tentatively makes some suggestions to Ye Shaofeng. He speaks The methods are very tactful, and even when they disagree, they will not show a very decisive attitude. This makes Ye Shaofeng, who has always had a strong desire to lead, feel very comfortable, and even likes this kind of shopping. Feel.
There are several large shopping malls in the provincial capital. National chain large shopping malls such as Xintiandi and Baili can sell many well-known brands. Anything not found in Luyang City can be sold here. After all, this is the provincial capital. The provincial capital is a second-tier city, no matter how you say it, it is much better than Luyang City, a booming third-tier city.
Ye Shaofeng had a very happy afternoon with Huo Xiaomei. When he just came out of prison, he was still in a heavy mood because of the artillery incident. But now, when he goes shopping with Huo Xiaomei, Ye Shaofeng feels very happy. Huo Xiaomei still goes out from time to time. Tell Ye Shaofeng a few jokes to ease his mood.
The two of them went shopping until the evening and ate together in a high-end Western restaurant in the business district. Huo Xiaomei had never been to such a place. If Ye Shaofeng hadn't brought her here, he would never have come to such a high-cost place in his life. The most ordinary filet mignon here costs more than 60 yuan in an ordinary Western restaurant, but it costs 120 yuan here. Moreover, the portion is much smaller, and I don’t think it tastes that good. When I ate it, the meat had a better texture, but there was no other special taste.
Ye Shaofeng actually doesn't like eating Western food very much. Compared with steak and red wine, Ye Shaofeng would rather eat Dongpo pork and Laobaigan. After all, they are all from Yangguo. The food of Yangguo people is the most delicious in the world, and it is not comparable to the first-year junior high school students from abroad. Yes, it's just that Yangguo is too opportunistic. In terms of food selection, it is far from foreign cooking concepts, so many foreigners think that Yangguo's rice is very unhygienic.
The reason why Ye Shaofeng brought Huo Xiaomei to this Western restaurant for dinner was because he asked him: "Where do you want to eat at night?"
"Little sister Huo said she wanted to eat beef,"
After Ye Shaofeng heard this, he mistakenly thought that Huo Xiaomei wanted to eat steak, and then the two of them came to this very high-end restaurant.
During the meal, a very interesting thing happened. Ye Shaofeng and Huo Xiaomei were eating. Huo Xiaomei didn't know how to use a knife and fork, so Ye Shaofeng used his own knife to cut the steak into small pieces, and then gave it to Huo Xiaomei to eat. , although the taste of the tender beef is lost, it looks very warm. A bite of tender beef and a sip of red wine. The little girl is very happy to eat. It is the first time to eat Western food. It feels very emotional. There are red candles on the dining table. Under the dim lights, the people around her didn't speak loudly. Naturally, they were all from the upper class when they came to eat in such a high-end place. Looking at the well-dressed men and women around her, Huo Xiaomei felt that she too seemed to be one of them. Same as people in upper class society.
At the beginning of this harmonious separation, a very disharmonious thing happened. They were eating, and at this time, two people came in from outside.
The two men were shaking their heads and were wearing expensive clothes. They seemed to be rich people, but the expensive clothes on them were similar to street stalls. If Ye Shaofeng hadn't been well-informed, he wouldn't have been able to tell the difference between these two men. Wear Armani's new summer clothing for men.
The two of them sat on seats not far from Ye Shaofeng and the others, crossed their legs, then took out a cigar and held it in their mouths. They lit the lighter for a long time without burning the cigar. Ye Shaofeng secretly laughed in his heart at that time. He really wanted to go over and tell them. The correct way to light a cigar.
Before the cigar was lit, the two of them lost face. At this time, the waiter came over and said: "I'm sorry, sir, this is a public place and smoking is not allowed."
"This is a cigar, you can see it clearly," said the cigar man. This guy is quite ugly, with a green beard. He looks like an ancient gangster. The man sitting opposite him is a little more low-key, at least this way. The boy didn't take out a cigar to show off, but his appearance wasn't good-looking either. He had a dog-headed look, his hair was parted in the middle, a style rarely seen during the Anti-Japanese War, and he had a pair of small eyes and single eyelids, looking at the waiter.
The waiter looked at the green beard with a professional smile on his face and said: "I know it's a cigar, but I can't smoke it here,"
"Hey, there are a lot of local rules broken. Here is the menu, I'll take the order," Qing Hustubble shouted loudly. The originally quiet environment was disturbed by this kid.
Many people around him gave him the same look. This kid was very disharmonious here.
Qing Hustuft looked at the menu. There was a lot of English on it that he couldn't understand at all, and then he said: "What kind of wine are there, the best one,"
"Lafite from 1982," the waiter said.
"What's in 1982," Zhongfen asked.
"Lafite,"
"Lafite, I've heard of Garfield. I don't eat cat meat. Why can't you understand what I'm saying? I want wine. Do you have Wuliangye?" said Qinghu Zhu.
"Sorry, sir, this is a Western restaurant," the waiter said awkwardly.
"I don't care whether you have a Western restaurant or an Eastern restaurant. Is this a restaurant?" Qing Hustubble asked again.
"Yes, that's right, yes, but this is..." The waiter started talking, but was interrupted by Qing Hu Stubble, who said: "It's a restaurant, it has to have something. It's such a high-end restaurant, and it doesn't even have Wuliangye." It’s also more upscale,”
"We don't sell Chinese food here, and of course we don't have our Yangguo liquor," the waiter said politely.
"This is a garbage place. I still want to enjoy it. It turns out it's just this level. Let's see, bro, let's have two bowls of fried noodles. This place probably doesn't have anything good left," Zhongfen said.
"Okay, let's have two bowls of fried noodles,"
"Sorry, we don't have this either. We have pasta and hollow noodles," the waiter said nicely.
"What, do you still have powder, white powder? You can sell it blatantly," Qing Hustubble said...