The cooking of Western food is much more "sloppy" than that of Chinese food. It only takes a few minutes for the food to be served.
Seeing that Zhou Yan spent over 3,000 yuan, the owner of the restaurant gave him a soup, borscht, which was warm and appetizing.
"Zhou Yan, this tastes exactly like the borscht you made during the summer vacation!" Qin Ruoshu only tasted a spoonful and looked at Zhou Yan happily, with surprise on her face.
However, Zhou Yan is not as happy as his girlfriend.
Among Western chefs, the only one who can make borscht so bear-style is the Bear Chef.
The next steak seemed to confirm Zhou Yan's premonition: the filet mignon was cooked quite well, but the bold atmosphere in it could not be concealed.
After looking at it, Zhou Yan cut the steak into small pieces with a knife and fork, placed it in front of Qin Ruoshu, replaced her portion, and poured him a glass of blueberry juice.
"Zhou Yan, the steak is quite tender, you..."
"Have I not started yet?"
Zhou Yan had no choice but to pick up a knife, cut off a small piece, and stuff it into his mouth with a fork.
Not bad!
Australian beef is at least M8 or higher, which is pretty worthy of your money.
The quality of Western food is generally okay, but the quantity is a bit impressive. The steak as big as a palm was gone after Qin Ruoshu moved the fork a few times.
Zhou Yan saw that his girlfriend seemed to still have something to say, so he smiled and handed over the remaining half on a plate.
"Isn't this bad?" What he said was pretty good, but Qin Ruoshu's two big round eyes were staring at the steak without blinking.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Yan stared at the beauty with a smile, "Don't you think you dislike me for going under the knife?"
"How is that possible?" Qin Ruoshu pursed her lips, "Thank you! Then I'm welcome!"
While Qin Ruoshu was enjoying the steak, the pan-fried salmon arrived.
Like the previous steak, it tastes good, but the quantity is a bit small. There is only a section of fish belly two fingers thick, lying flat in the center of a huge plate. The salmon meat is surrounded by broccoli and potatoes for decoration.
Salmon caught in autumn and winter have more delicate meat and richer oil. After frying in butter, there is a hint of attractive mellow aroma hidden in the milky aroma.
It's a pity that one portion only has one big piece.
Considering that his girlfriend's appetite might be a bit shocking, Zhou Yan cut the salmon into pieces and put it aside...
"That..." Qin Ruoshu herself felt a little embarrassed.
"It doesn't matter, you are my girlfriend!" Zhou Yan smiled and changed the plates.
After the two hot dishes, there was soup, which was only a small bowl, but the chef did it very carefully. The red cherry tomatoes and green broccoli were sour and sweet.
The final dessert was chocolate chip cookies, and the considerate chef even served them with hot milk.
"Handsome guy, your dishes are ready!" As he said that, the waiter took out an opinion book from behind and placed it in front of Zhou Yan, "If you have any comments or suggestions, you can write them down here!"
Originally this was just a routine procedure, but the waiter didn't expect that the customer would actually take it seriously.
And when Zhou Yan picked up the pen and wrote a few Russian letters, the waiter's expression changed instantly: Although it is no secret among the waiters that the chef is Russian, how did the customers know?
However, the waiter only knew that Zhou Yan wrote in Russian. It was not clear what he wrote specifically.
After Zhou Yan wrote a long string of Russian words with his pen, he returned the pen and opinion book to the waiter...
After the waiter left uneasily, Qin Ruoshu, who was enjoying the dessert, put down the cookies in her hand and looked at Zhou Yan curiously, her eyes shining brightly: "Old Zhou, what you just wrote was not in English, right?" "I learned a few Russian sentences in school, and now I can put them to use!" Zhou Yan wrote lightly.
"Then what did you write?"
Zhou Yan lowered his voice and approached Qin Ruoshu: "Food belongs to all those who love her! In other words, food has no country!"
"Oh," Qin Ruoshu nodded as if he understood something. He didn't know what he thought of, but his face suddenly turned red. He looked at Zhou Yan carefully, "Old Zhou, next..."
Zhou Yan is a person who often studies zodiac signs. When he saw Qin Ruoshu, his face turned red with embarrassment. He didn't know that this veteran driver was already driving in his heart.
However, Zhou Yan was too embarrassed to follow the racing, so he could only respond with stupidity: "Beauty, you brought your ID card, can we go online together later?"
A huge sense of loss suddenly rose in Qin Ruoshu's heart, and the change in expression on her face was captured by Zhou Yan...
Got into trouble?
"Boss," Zhou Yan smiled coquettishly, "How about we book a room?"
Qin Ruoshu came to her senses and did not answer, but just gave Zhou Yan a blank look.
"Okay!" Zhou Yan handed the last cookie to Qin Ruoshu's mouth, watched the beauty bite it, and then let go, "I'll take you for a spin later, and then we can go back to our homes, okay?" Qin Ruoshu nodded slightly, then took small sips, like a bunny rabbit, and wiped out the cookies.
"Okay! Let's go!"
"Waiter, check out!" Zhou Yan got up and went to the bar, settling the bill with the cash service fee given by Qin Fangyuan.
"Lao Zhou, how much did this meal cost?"
A mysterious smile appeared on Zhou Yan's face: "The labor fee my father-in-law gave me a few days ago is less than half!"
"I'm going to die!" Qin Ruoshu had something in both hands and was not very good at it, so he could only kick Zhou Yan angrily.
Although Qin Ruoshu's face is full of "anger", only she knows how much joy is hidden under the anger.
"Beauty," Zhou Yan fastened the seat belt for Qin Ruoshu after getting in the car, "Where should we go next?"
"How about..." Qin Ruoshu thought hard for a while, then turned around and looked at Zhou Yan excitedly, "How about we go to the lighthouse at the port?"
Zhou Yan turned around and looked at Qin Ruoshu carefully. The girl was a little shy, so he had to pretend to be calm and said: "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like this?"
"Beauty, aren't you afraid of the cold if you wear such clothes to go to the beach?"
"It doesn't matter," Qin Ruoshu smiled slyly, "Aren't you wearing a down jacket?"
Zhou Yan's face was full of sadness: "Then I can only risk my life to accompany the gentleman!"
All seaside cities will have a lighthouse on the seaside.
The seaside in winter is very windy, and coupled with the water vapor carried in the wind, it can be said to be bone-chilling. However, because it is Valentine's Day, there are many couples visiting the seaside lighthouse.
Before getting off the bus, Qin Ruoshu was still full of expectations, but as soon as she got off the bus, she felt the cold sea breeze and shrank her neck with cold.
Zhou Yan had no choice but to take off his down jacket and put on the military coat that had accompanied his uncle for many years.
"Oh, I really didn't expect that," Qin Ruoshu, who was huddled in the corner wrapped in Zhou Yan's down jacket, looked at Zhou Yan with a smile, "Old Zhou, you look quite stylish in military uniform!"
"That's right, if it weren't for myopia, I would have been admitted to the military academy long ago!"
"You said you were fat, but you really got out of breath," Qin Ruoshu waved to Zhou Yan mysteriously, "Come here!"
Zhou Yan smiled and walked over. When he got close, Qin Ruoshu stood up with a smile and hid behind Zhou Yan, using Zhou Yan as a wind shield.
"As for it?"
Zhou Yan turned around and stared into his girlfriend's eyes with a smile: "I'll think of a way to keep you warmer!"
"What can I do?"
"Hold my neck!"
Qin Ruoshu was doubtful, stood up on tiptoes, and hugged Zhou Yan's neck: "What next?"
Zhou Yan bowed slightly, hugged Qin Ruoshu by his legs, turned around and looked at Qin Ruoshu face to face: "What now?"
Qin Ruoshu's face suddenly turned red, and her heart began to beat violently.
Soon, the only sounds left in their world were the sounds of their heartbeats and breathing.
Then, the faces of the two people got closer and closer...
