French cuisine was one of the most famous cuisines in the world and was widely recognized. The delicacy of its texture, the deliciousness of its sauce, and the magnificence of its tableware could simply be called a form of art. French culinary skills had always been famous in the world. Not only was French cuisine delicious, but there were also many types of dishes and unique cooking methods.
To sum up the characteristics of French cuisine: Exquisite, romantic, stylish. Love, luxury, innovation, and nobility!
Especially when Miss Ling realized that she didn't order eight French dishes but eight French set meals, she realized
It seemed that he still had to wash the dishes. The few punks 'money would probably be reduced by half.
After decades of hard work, he was finally able to return to the days before his release. This isn't just before the Liberation, this is the War of Resistance, alright?
Ling looked at the eight exquisite appetizers in front of him. He held a knife and fork in one hand, but he could not bring himself to do so. Suddenly, there was a sense of sadness in the air.
The usual order of the French set meal was: appetizer, appetizer, soup, fish, meat, cheese plate, and dessert.
And our Miss Ling ordered eight sets, each set of seven dishes, seven, eight, fifty-six, which meant that our Miss Ling ordered fifty-six dishes! Even if French dishes were made in individual portions, it was not important to eat them together. The key was that
After this meal, I'll probably sell myself to this shop
Looking at the shiny silver stainless steel fork tip. Lady Ling put the stewed beef with mashed potatoes into her mouth with an indescribable sadness.
Why was he sad?
The two cute points of a poor young lady and a screw up at a critical moment were acting up at the same time.
(There's no such cuteness. That's a curse!) It's a curse!
The waiter who was standing at the side served the dishes. The waiter looked at the little customer who ordered eight sets of set meals in one breath and cried while eating. The manager's cooking was not delicious? That was impossible. In the entire world, there were no more than one person who could match the manager in the production of French cuisine.
"Customer, are you not satisfied with the taste of the dish?”The shop assistant asked carefully.
"No, it's too delicious. It's so delicious that I can't help but cry!”
It should be said that he was indeed eating high. Spring. Ling did not understand the professional terms of the food industry, but the only thing she could tell was that it was delicious. Compared to this piece of beef, the chef of the Tosaka family did not seem to be worthy of praise.
I can hold it firmly. The beef, which was known for its toughness, melted in the mouth. The meat and mashed potatoes were inseparable in the mouth, and the texture of the meat and potatoes remained the same.
(No, this book will be crooked if I continue to describe it.）
It's over, the delicious food is going to fly
Ling could not help but look intoxicated.
Sure enough, happiness is like cats eating fish, dogs eating meat, Ultraman playing with small monsters, hungry, cold, clothed, full, nothing to go for a walk, ah, satisfied
Eh! What I ate was
Ling suddenly remembered something and quickly checked his body. He heaved a sigh of relief when he realized that his clothes were still intact. Thankfully, he had not been stripped off for no reason.
Ling did not want to bother with the problem of paying for the meal anymore.'If it's broken, then it's broken. It's just a plate, isn't it?
Ever since the food reserve warning three days ago, he realized that the food that he thought could last for a month was about to be eaten up in five days. In order not to faint from hunger in the pile of packages, he had to scrimp and save and starve until he reached his destination. Now,
Even if I have to sell myself, let me eat first!
Having made up her mind to be a foodie, Miss Ling instantly recalled the famous words of King Arthur," The dining table was like a battlefield, and hunger was the enemy!
The blade was like a gale passing by, and the fork was like a thunderstorm, swept away. There wasn't even any soup left on the plate. The white and shiny plate made people wonder if there was a need to wash it.
Having completed his work, Shiomiya Kojiro leaned against the door frame between the kitchen and the living room. He smiled as he looked at Ling who was sitting by the window and stuffing himself with food.
Abo, who came out together, frowned and said,""Manager, what do you think this is?"
"She's nothing. She's just a hungry young lady who ran out to fight with her parents.”Kojiro said calmly.
"Oh, really? Then pay the bill."
All fifty-six dishes rolled into Ling's stomach, and no matter how fast he ate, he ate all the way until midnight. Ling was the only customer left in the shop.
Ling rubbed his round tummy with satisfaction as he raised his head and sighed. It turned out that the feeling of eating until one was full was so blissful. He finally understood why Saber was so obsessed with eating. It turned out that happiness was such a simple thing.
He took the thing that was handed to him. It was a bill folder made of smooth red wood, and there was a bill with an exquisite frame on it. The bill was beautifully decorated, especially the 6-digit number starting with 8 in the bottom right corner. It was so beautiful that Ling felt dizzy.
Therefore, the greatest tragedy in life was to be slapped into the horizon from the nine heavens of happiness!
851,406 yen, converted to RMB, was roughly: about 50,000
Ling looked up in the direction of the bill. The handsome red-haired young man pushed up his glasses, and the reflection of the lenses reflected Ling's embarrassed appearance, which was covered in cold sweat.
It had appeared, Shizomiya Kojiro!
After all, they were bullies and hooligans. The five of them added up to only 180,000 yuan. Isn't it embarrassing? The most hateful thing is that they're embarrassing me! How could someone who couldn't earn 1.8 million yuan a day have the nerve to come out and make a living?
Looking at the hundreds of thousands of yuan bill, Ling did not even have the courage to suggest washing the dishes. In the end, Ling could only rub his head awkwardly.”
“.......”
Sorry everyone, I came back too late today, and I didn't sleep the whole afternoon. I wrote a phone and smashed my face three times, and the quality has seriously deteriorated. Sorry, it seems that I can only make up for it tomorrow. Sorry everyone.
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