Chapter 929： : Fantasy Feast (Part 1)

Storefront.

A group of foreign tourists also love Xinju's downstairs environment.

At the beginning, tourists were very interested in pointing at tables and chairs with Chinese flavor and potted plants.

But as time went on, tourists waited and waited, but could not wait for a cup of tea to quench their thirst, and could not help complaining about the quality of service whispering.

"thirsty!"

"Thirsty, I need water!"

The foreign youths knocked on the counter with a bad attitude.

"what?"

The simple English word Liu Ying can still be understood, immediately at a loss, and the word "wait" is repeated in his mouth.

Not far away, Chen Yang witnessed this scene and strangely said: "Xia Mo Wang put such a disciple who has little experience in serving guests at the counter. Are you afraid that guests will give bad reviews to the service?"

Not even basic free tea, it is too much.

Moreover, the price of the dishes on the menu of Xinju is really not cheap. If the environment is good enough, I am afraid that the foreigners and the party have been scared away.

Lin Qingfeng nodded, "If you can't let your guests feel at home, it's equivalent to a business failure."

"The more you manage a famous building, the heavier the burden on your shoulders. If you want to regenerate a famous building that has already fallen, it is as difficult as rebuilding a famous building."

There is a lot of interest in the woman's eyes.

In the fairy fairy era, Ju came downstairs to gain fame by her motherly intimacy.

In the era of Liu Jinling and Zhu Qi, it was to rely on first-class strength to establish the status of a famous building in the world!

Now, what is their comeback?

A scent of diffused fragrance made Lin Qingfeng **** his nose, slightly surprised: "Is this the taste of almonds?"

"Well, there are fresh vegetables..." Chen Yang also looked up.

Liu Jing, serving as a small servant, served the tray and placed a plate of dishes on the countertop of the table for foreign tourists. The fat round face was smiling, and he said: "This is the first dish, please Slow use"

Very fluent foreign language.

It’s not the same thing to receive foreign diners once or twice to learn art with my dad. At least in terms of receiving guests, Liu Jing’s aura exploded the ‘Devil’s Trumpet’.

"Vegetables, vegetables?"

Foreign middle-aged couples and children were surprised to see this dish of fried vegetables with really insufficient servings.

"Yes!" Liu Jing answered the tray.

"But isn't the name "Mu Tong Yao Zhi Xing Hua Cun" written on the menu? How could it be a vegetable?" The middle-aged foreign man was cluttered and speechless, probably because of emotional excitement, and Chinese became fluent.

what.

Liu Jing couldn't help but take a look at the middle-aged man and saw his full academic temperament like a professor. He said that it was originally a Chinese language.

"Sir, please calm down!" Liu Jing explained, "This dish is indeed a vegetable!"

"boom"

The young foreigner who was already thirsty and did not receive any alcoholic beverages clapped the table and said angrily: "Hah, why so few vegetables, a plate costs 10 pounds? Isn't it saying that Chinese food is cheap, 10 pounds is enough, I’m going to eat two golden arches!"

For vegetables priced at 86 soft sister coins, it seems that foreigners are a bit unacceptable.

From the buzzword of the Golden Arch, Liu Jing also sees that this foreign brother who looks like a middle-aged son is also a Chinese pass. At least the conversion calculation of the pound and soft sister currency is a bit powerful.

"Eat your sister’s golden arch!"

Liu Ying hasn’t left yet. Seeing that the young foreigners are showing emotions, they are vigorously saying that this vegetable is not worth the price of 86, and they were annoyed on the spot. They said politely and akimbo: “You compare fast food with classic dishes? What! Even if you eat a hundred golden arches, you can't eat our plate of vegetables!"

"Hey!"

Liu Jing's face was green, and he could not imagine that the little devil would explode a little, but his small body looked like a gunpowder barrel.

"The customer is God!" Liu Jing begged, "Grandma, the guests are coaxing, they can't scold!"

"Bah, go downstairs in Xinju, the chef is God!" Liu Ying opened the unparalleled gas field of the small universe explosion, and waved to the foreign guests who looked at each other on the table, domineering and said, "You eat, you eat, you don’t eat You can leave, we don’t charge money."

Liu Ying turned around. In her inner imagination, her aura must be very powerful at this time. Her back is as chic as a chivalrous girl, right?

But just turned around a small face, wrinkled tightly.

what!

The impulse to hide in the ground and hug the head and face wall, Liu Ying's cry of extreme shame, what am I doing.

However, there was just a sentence, Liu Ying's voice.

Customer is God?

wrong.

Downstairs in Ju, when these "Gods" tasted her master's dishes, the white wings on their backs must have fallen into black feathers, crawling under the foot of the famous summer demon king, and were captured.

what. Thinking of this, Liu Ying threw away her shame, and hummed: "Whatever God you are, you must submit to the Dark Heaven Demon King!"

Liu Jing heard that his foot almost slipped and fell. What the hell?

Just as the family of foreigners whispered and talked about the plate of vegetables on the table, whispered and discussed what to take, a voice was inserted: "Sorry, bother you, if you don't want this dish, can you transfer it? To our table?"

The whole family looked up at the words full of New York.

Chen Yang continued to ask with a polite smile: "Can you give it to us? My mother wants to eat this dish early..."

After hearing this, the family looked at Lin Qingfeng in amazement.

The charming women in cheongsam, seeing the hesitation on their faces, shook their heads, got up and came over from the seat, pointing to the steamed fried vegetables on the table and said: "This dish, priced at 86 yuan, is very reasonable in my opinion of."

"Ingredients!"

Lin Qingfeng didn't say much, and said with deep eyes: "Is this vegetable called "Shepherd's Harmony" refers to Xinghua Village"? Very interesting, this poem should be appropriate in time."

The family recognized Lin Qingfeng was surprised.

"is it?"

Even the youngest foreigner with the worst attitude murmured, and finally willing to set aside the weight of the vegetables for the time being, instead of picking it up first, take a pair of clean chopsticks and plan to try it again.

Judging by his standard gesture of holding chopsticks, Liu Jingxin said, it really is a Chinese pass.

Once the chopsticks go down, the vegetables on the plate are missing a corner, which is about a quarter less.

The young foreigner's face twitched, his mouth approaching the vegetables on the chopsticks, and at the same time his eyes appeared a layer of confusion, "...how can there be a hint of wine?"

"Is there too much cooking wine?"

‘Almond cabbage’ has no difference in appearance from ordinary cabbage.

What's more, the vegetables after cooking are totally unrecognizable. It is normal that this family did not recognize the more popular fantasy vegetables today.

However, the first time foreign vegetables were imported, the young foreigners shouted, apparently what the ingredients were.

In fact, "almond cabbage", apart from the rich and bitter taste of almonds, a hint of wine, it is also the original flavor of the ingredients.

Teeth chew vegetable leaves, like chewing wine leaves.

The taste of wine keeps spreading.

The younger brother picked up a piece of meat and a few silk-like dried prunes and put them into his mouth together to chew with the leaves.

As a result, bitterness turned into sweetness and bombarded the brain with the aroma of wine.

Under the watchful eyes of Chen Yang, Lin Qingfeng, Liu Jing, and Liu Ying, this little foreigner's face was gradually twisted, revealing the hunger of the beast, and opened his mouth and said: "Can you give me a glass of wine?"

"Any wine is fine!"

After hearing this, Chen Yang and Lin Qingfeng looked at each other.

‘Almond cabbage’ is better with fine wine. This is the common understanding of all food tyrant chefs. Foreign youths in their early twenties ordered a glass of wine during tasting, indicating that they are insiders. 8)