The restaurant wasn't too big.
It was the same as the hall.
It was an ancient Chinese style.
It looked ancient.
It was full of charm.
"But this chair is the same as the one outside?”
Zhang Zifeng's little heart beat violently again.
Six dining chairs.
Just like the chairs in the hall.
The ghost-face pattern was scarring, and it was smooth and translucent.
Without a doubt.
It was another top-grade yellow rosewood from the Ming Dynasty.
In an instant.
Zhang Zifeng and the others were dumbfounded.
Sit or not?
"Hmm? " Why are you still standing? Sit anywhere you want. These are all vegetables that I grew myself. They are green and natural."”
Zhao Zheng chuckled.
Zhang Zifeng and the others looked at each other.
Then sit down.
However…
The four of them were very careful.
That action was as light as it could be.
After sitting down.
He did not dare to move at all.
"This is the best yellow rosewood?"
"Don't tell me all the furniture in the house is top-grade yellow rosewood?”
"Haha, I'm dying of laughter. Look at the way they sit down. It's too funny!”
"That's right. This isn't a chair. It's obviously a lot of money!”
The people who came in later finally saw the legendary top-grade yellow rosewood.
Very quickly.
The audience's attention was attracted by the table of food.
The ingredients were not considered luxurious.
Instead, it was very simple.
Tomatoes.
Eggplants.
Cucumber.
And so on.
They were everywhere, so ordinary that they couldn't be more ordinary.
However…
"This color is too tempting!"
"And this style. I'm really impressed. Can cucumbers be cut like this?”
"This knife skill, you have to train hard for at least 20 years!”
China's food culture had a long history.
They paid attention to the color, smell, and taste.
Color was ranked first, which showed its importance.
He looked around.
More than a dozen dishes were all in different shapes and sizes, and the arrangement seemed to have been carefully arranged.
It was well-arranged.
Red tomatoes.
Purple eggplants.
Green cucumbers.
They were like a beautiful painting.
At this moment.
Zhao Zheng took out three chopsticks from the cabinet beside him.
"Why do you need so many chopsticks?”
Huang Lei was puzzled.
"Aiya, that's easy. Let me tell you, there are three types of chopsticks. This pair of chopsticks is black like charcoal and is used to eat soft and sweet food such as lotus seeds.”
"This kind of food is for stimulating food, such as chili.”
"As for this kind, it's used to eat cold dishes like cucumbers.”
Zhao Lin 'er explained to everyone.
This made everyone even more confused.
"Why are we sharing chopsticks when we're eating?"
"What do you mean? Gentle, sweet, stimulating, cold dish?”
"As expected of a wealthy family. They're so particular about eating.”
The bullet comments continued.
At this moment.
He Jiong seemed to have thought of something.
He picked up three wooden chopsticks that were slightly strange in color.
After that.
Open your mouth.
He placed it into his mouth.
"Teacher He, what are you doing?"
"Is he learning from Teacher Huang Lei to be a dog?”
"Eat chopsticks? I've learned a lot!"
The bullet comments kept flashing.
But at this moment.
"These aren't ordinary chopsticks!" He Jiong suddenly shouted. This was Chen Xiang! They were chopsticks made from three different types of agarwood!”
"Extravagant! It's too extravagant!"
Suddenly, Zhang Yuansong's eye-catching bullet screen flashed across the live broadcast room.
The world only knew that agarwood was precious.
The highest level was Shui Chen.
The texture was dense and as hard as a mountain rock.
The colors were mostly green, brown, and black.
He didn't know that top-grade water-heavy wood had three types of fragrance!
Gentle and sweet.
Violent and sweet.
It was refreshing and fragrant!
He used three types of agarwood chopsticks with different fragrances to eat different flavors of ingredients.
Other than being extravagant, Zhang Yuansong didn't know how to describe it.
"Teacher Zhang, how much is a pair of chopsticks?”
Someone asked.
"How much for a pair?"
"Let me put it this way. This top-grade agarwood is conservatively estimated to cost around 100,000 yuan per gram.”
"Ordinary disposable chopsticks weigh about five grams, but they are heavy and hard. They are at least four times the weight of the same size, and look, the chopsticks they use are more than twice the size of disposable chopsticks.”
"So, this pair of chopsticks should be around 40 grams."
Hearing Zhang Yuansong's explanation.
The audience was dumbfounded.
"In other words, this special pair of chopsticks costs 4 million!”
"Six people, each with three pairs of chopsticks, that's 18 pairs, which means... 70 million?"
"Wait, do you only have chopsticks for six people?”
An audience member raised a key question.
That's right.
Which family didn't have dozens of pairs of chopsticks?
After all, this thing was a consumable.
“艹!”
In the end.
Thousands of words merged into one word.
...
"Why don't we eat it with our hands?”
Zhang Zifeng said shakily.
He really couldn't afford to use these chopsticks!
"What are you doing? Why aren't you eating? The food my dad cooks is really delicious. Come, Sister Zifeng, try this dish.”
Zhang Zifeng picked up his chopsticks and wanted to pick up some food for Zhang Zifeng beside him.
However…
He was careless.
She dropped her chopsticks.
She was about to bend down to pick it up.
"Lin 'er, what did I tell you before?" Zhao Zheng suddenly said with a stern face.”
Zhao Lin 'er lowered her head." I know. It'll get dirty if it falls on the ground. It can't be used if it gets dirty."”
After saying that.
Zhao Lin 'er picked up the fallen chopsticks.
Then, he threw it into the trash can beside him.
Zhang Zifeng:
Huang Lei:
He Jiong:
Zhang Yuansong:
The audience was speechless. He was simply a beast!
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