The Crown Prince Club deserves to be one of the top clubs, and its quality and efficiency are top-notch. It only took a few quick and agile waiters less than five minutes to clean up the messy box, and there was not even a trace of porcelain slag on the floor.
You couldn't even see the water mark on the soup. Then a fat manager with a smile on his face came and apologized to Long Chenyu. His modest and reasonable attitude made people feel angry. Thinking of the identity of the owner of the club, he felt a little nervous.
Guilt comes.
The fat manager repeatedly explained one thing. The Crown Prince Club has a rule. It is a courtesy for friends to order a few dishes to each other. This is not the fault of the club, but the waiter took the tip from the guest and asked him to engrave the dishes.
His behavior was wrong. After apologizing, he fired the tipped waiter on the spot. This approach also gave Long Chenyu enough face, and it was hard to say anything more.
A tawny table with a faint fragrance was placed again. The fat manager smiled and left. Huiwu walked in with two Longya team members. He walked straight to Long Chenyu while stroking his bald head and said in a hateful voice.
: "After checking the surveillance video in the corridor, Mr. En is En Deli from the Chinese Martial Arts, and there is also a man named Shen Xing. If I catch those two guys, their legs will be damaged."
Long Chenyu smiled lightly and said: "Two clowns will only use such dirty methods. If they dare to bring food over again, we can enjoy it with peace of mind. We don't mind if they carve a few small words on the turtle shell."
Hui Wu smiled and said: "Haha, I went to check the vegetable prices just now, and the Guihe Yannian dish costs five figures. I'm afraid I will have to eat pickles for a few months if I do something wrong."
Long Chenyu smiled and said: "Come, sit down and drink. Now I hope they will bring some food."
The two of them sat down at the newly set dining table. Hui Wu easily picked up a bottle of 30-year-old national cellar wine from the table, opened the lid and poured it into two large bowls. He was a monk who did not avoid drinking.
It doesn't like it.
Long Chenyu picked up his wine bowl and paid a humble respect to everyone. He laughed loudly and said, "Come on, don't let a few clowns spoil the mood. I'll give you a bowl." Everyone stood up in response, raised their heads and raised their wine bowls.
Just so you know, the ancient warriors of the Dragon Teeth Team are all selected elites, and no matter how strong the wine is, they will not get drunk unless they want to get drunk themselves.
Gudong! Huiwu poured a bowl of wine down his throat. He put down the bowl and took a look. The expression on his face was a little strange. The wine was bland and tasteless after drinking. It was obviously mixed with "mud tape" stuff. He tilted his head.
Glancing at Long Chenyu beside him, he looked as usual, smacking his lips and wiping it with the back of his hand.
People who drink frequently know the taste in their mouths. This thirty-year-old Guojiao wine was originally a good wine with a mellow aroma and smooth throat, but now it has become a mixed liquid with a wine smell. In normal times, Huiwu would have turned the table over and cursed her, but
Today he gritted his teeth and endured it. He had no choice but to make a fuss now that would make Long Chenyu, who was already unhappy, even more embarrassed. He could only make a fuss about it and drink some "drag" stuff to bring him down.
The 30-year-old national cellar is all "green mountain green" and "mud tape". All the Longya team members tasted that something was wrong. This stuff was too fake. But because of Long Chenyu's face, no one would tell it clearly.
When I say it, I can only hold my breath in my stomach and pour bowl after bowl into my mouth.
Long Chenyu didn't know that there was something wrong with the wine, but now he could only knock out his front teeth and swallow it, thinking about finishing the meal and leaving as soon as possible.
At this moment, someone knocked on the box door twice. The door opened and several waitresses in cheongsams filed in with plates in hand. With a slight smile on their faces, they placed the dishes on the table in front of Long Chenyu.
On the table, the eight plates are all covered with shiny metal covers, which look very bright.
Long Chenyu frowned. This time, he did not rush to lift the lid. Instead, he reached out and grabbed a waiter who was about to leave. He lowered his voice and asked, "It seems we haven't ordered yet, right?"
The waiter smiled slightly and said: "Yes, we are only responsible for delivering food, please use it slowly." After saying that, he gently opened his palm with his hand, twisted his waist and walked out of the box.
Huiwu smiled nonchalantly and said: "Dragon team, eat whatever comes as soon as it comes. I, a fair-weather monk, have no taboos." After saying that, he stretched out his hands and opened the two largest metal covers, revealing a plate dripping with oil.
There were fried cockroaches and a plate of red earthworms stir-fried with green chili rings. There was a piece of paper with tiny words written on each side of the plate.
Earthworms are cuckolds, fried with black hearts. Earthworms are called earthworms, but the word cuckold is worth pondering. Cockroaches are black and their hearts are naturally black, so it is a perfect metaphor for some people. Long Chenyu saw two pieces of paper
Tiao's expression suddenly changed, but he still gritted his teeth and endured it.
Hui Wu carried two metal covers and put them aside, looked up at Long Chenyu, and asked in a low voice: "Dragon team, do you want to open the other six together?"
Two words popped out from between Long Chenyu's teeth: "Open!" Hui Wu gritted his teeth and reached out to open the remaining six metal covers one by one. The dishes on the plate were weird and slippery, and there was a strange smell.
, there is also a small piece of paper with the name of the dish on the side of the dish.
Steamed dragon corpse (lice), roasted toad in Chen (Chen) skin, porridge with fish (yu) head and live maggots, wolf heart and dog lung, shameless (beef tripe stewed with pig face), the last dish is broken yellow grains, and a smell of feces
It smells bad, and the name of the dish is absolutely terrible. It’s so bad (shit).
These six dishes are unique, and there is a curse hidden in them: Long Chenyu is a wolf-hearted, shameless person, and will not die!
This is simply more infuriating than pointing at your nose and scolding your mother. Long Chenyu stared blankly at the dishes on the table, his face turning blue and white. Today's birthday party is something he will never forget.
"You bastards! I have to kill them alive today!" Hui Wu shouted and stood up, about to rush out.
"Sit down!" Long Chenyu yelled and threw his fist at the table. The new table that had just been set up collapsed with a crash, two pairs of four table legs were broken, and all eight dishes on the table fell to the ground.
Long Chenyu frowned as he looked at the dishes on the floor. He clearly didn't use much force in the punch just now. Why did the table collapse?
At this moment, the box door was pushed open, and the fat manager walked in with two tall girls in uniform. The smile on his face when he first came was gone, replaced by a serious look.
The fat manager glanced at the collapsed table with a regretful expression, sighed and said: "With a few kilograms of brute force, it's a pity that this out-of-print huanghuali dining table, tens of millions of things, was wasted like this, alas!"
Long Chenyu frowned slightly and suddenly said in a deep voice: "What is the out-of-print huanghuali? What do you mean?"
The fat manager's face darkened, and he said calmly: "Captain Long, I respect you as a distinguished guest, so I use the best table to entertain you. I didn't expect that you are just a rough guy with a few kilograms of brute strength. If you damage something, you have to take care of it."
If you pay compensation, this dining table is worth 12 million, not including the plates on the floor!"
"What?" There was a look of surprise on Long Chenyu's face, as if he had seen a ghost. He immediately raised his finger and pointed at the fat manager and shouted coldly: "You did it on purpose!"