Chapter 62: I'm Sorry
This Chinese restaurant can be opened in an upscale place like Harros, it must have strength.
Just the whole faΓ§ade decoration gives people a very foreign feeling, even the name of the store is taken from English, and even the menu recipes posted at the gate are only annotated in English.
"Can you eat authentic Chinese food in this kind of place?" Yang Huan was suspicious.
Everything in Wangjiang Pavilion is Chinese, all the tableware is imported from China, and the chefs and waiters are all Chinese or overseas Chinese, at least they must have a standard and fluent Chinese.
In Yang Huan's opinion, these are the bare minimal.
It's like if you go to a French restaurant in China, it's a reason that people like to use French.
It's just that you have to put on this kind of model!
"Don't you always think that your stuff is the best, maybe someone really makes it delicious?" Zhang Ning glanced at him charmingly, and instead took his hand and walked in.
"Welcome, how many may I ask?"
"Three, thank you!" Zhang Ning didn't forget Long Wu who followed behind him.
The three of them found a window seat in the middle of nowhere.
The waiter quickly walked over, "Hello, three, what do you want to eat?" β
Zhang Ning looked at Yang Huan, she always followed Yang Huan's wishes when she went out.
Who made this eldest young master the most difficult to serve?
"Whatever, let's have some common dishes such as shark fin, abalone, bird's nest, and a few of your specialties, hurry up, I'm starving." Yang Huan ordered casually.
Zhang Ning's head is full of black lines, this is the style of the eldest young master.
It stands to reason that this Young Master Huan was born with a golden key, and precious dishes such as abalone and shark fin should be tired of eating it early.
When the waiter heard this, he immediately knew that there was a rich man, and it seemed that he was Chinese, maybe he was visiting London.
In these years, the Chinese who come to London to travel do not spend money.
"Okay, right away." When the waiter heard this, he immediately nodded in agreement.
At this time, there was also a guest at the next table, a European, white-headed, who looked a little old, but his face was very ruddy, his body was slightly fat, and he was dressed very ordinary, just a set of white shirts and jeans that had been washed I don't know how many times.
"Waiter, order." As soon as the man sat down, he immediately raised his hand and shouted.
"Here we go." The waiter turned around and walked up to the man, "Hello, old man, what do you want to eat?" β
"You are a Chinese restaurant, do you know how to cook Chinese food?" The man asked.
"Yes, as long as we have the ingredients in the store, you can order whatever you want."
Old man Bai snorted and didn't look at the menu, "Then bring me an egg fried rice, then a braised tofu and back to the pot meat, and finally stir-fry a plate of green vegetables, and the soup will make a tomato egg drop soup." β
After the old man finished ordering, he looked at the dumbfounded waiter, "Well, that's all for now, you hurry up and do it." β
Yang Huan listened to it happily on the sidelines, came to a high-end restaurant to order this ordinary fast food?
It's kind of interesting!
Sure enough, when the waiter heard this, he was not angry, "I'm sorry, old man, we are now meal time, we are busy, I'm afraid the kitchen is not free to cook these simple side dishes for you, why don't you order something else?" Or, go out and turn left and there's a small Chinese restaurant. β
It felt like he was despising him.
This is Harros, a high-end place, and you have to be like the young master behind you when you come, order any abalone, shark fin or the like, these are low-grade goods you order, we don't have them here, and even if we have them, we won't sell them.
Isn't there a ** share?
"No?" Old Man Bai was a little dissatisfied, "Didn't you tell me just now, as long as it's Chinese food, you can order it?" And these are the most common ingredients I ordered, do you have them in your store? β
The waiter is also a little angry, dressed so ordinary, but dares to come to a high-end restaurant, but the order is such a low-grade dish, isn't this to slap a swollen face and become fat?
"I'm sorry, sir, these dishes you ordered are too ordinary, we are a high-end restaurant, we don't cook this kind of dish."
"What does it mean that a high-end restaurant doesn't cook this kind of food?" When the old man heard this, he was angry, "You tell me clearly, why can't these dishes be cooked?" I'm really going to eat at your place today! β
"You ......" The waiter really has never seen such a dead face.
I don't even say I can cook such an ordinary dish, and I still don't understand?
Yang Huan and Zhang Ning sat at the next table and saw and heard the whole story.
"This person seems to be a food connoisseur, and the dishes he orders are the most ordinary, but the most ordinary ones are often the most chefs." Zhang Ning was a little curious about this old white man.
At the very least, she felt that she was a diehard who fought for food.
Yang Huan thinks it's nothing, isn't it just a dispute?
When eating, there is a quarrel next to it, and it is better to be lively and lively.
"I tell you, I really have to eat an egg fried rice here today, otherwise I won't give up!"
The two quarreled for a long time, attracting the attention of everyone in the restaurant, and the old man Bai seemed to be angered and said a cruel word.
"Yo he, what's wrong with not being good and giving up? What are you going to do? Smashing my shop? β
At this time, a group of people came out from behind, for a young man in his twenties, followed by a group of black suits, who looked fierce and vicious, as if they had come out of the Matrix.
"Is that him?" Yang Huan has a good memory and recognizes it at a glance.
Isn't it the rich second generation I met when I first came to Harros Mall?
Is this his shop?
Running a Chinese restaurant?
Damn, my peers are enemies, and I plan to find an opportunity to open a branch in London, are you robbing my business?
"What do you want to do?"
When the old man saw the other party's battle, he was also a little panicked.
Counting, the young man is followed by seven or eight Matrix Empires, and the momentum is something that most people have to fear.
"What for?" The young man walked over, but he didn't look at the old man white, "I don't plan to do anything, I just want to see, why don't you give up with me, I won't do your business, what's wrong?" β
As he spoke, he waved his hand, and immediately a bodyguard behind him brought up a box of cigars, opened and took out a cigar with the thickness of a finger, cut it off, and lit it, the whole process was very magnificent.
When the whole restaurant saw his fierce appearance, no one dared to say anything.
The old man Bai also withered, outnumbered.
"Okay, I'm out of luck." With that, he was leaving.
"Wait!" The young man raised his hand and called out to him.
Immediately, a Matrix Empire stood in front of Old Man Bai and blocked his way out.
"Do you really think you can go if you want to?"
Old man Bai was also a little panicked, "Then what do you want?" β
"Apologies!" The young man pointed to the waiter in his restaurant with a cigar.
The old man Bai was so angry that his face turned red and he was panting, he was old and had never suffered such humiliation.
"Hurry up and apologize, or Lao Tzu will let you lie down and go out!"
The young man slapped the table hard, and suddenly the dishes and knives and forks on it made a chaotic sound.
Everyone in the restaurant was startled by this sudden movement, and everyone looked at this side with a look of fear, and some of them recognized it, this is the famous rich second generation in London, John? Huntle.
Yang Huan is now finally convinced of one thing, that is, the arrogant and domineering rich second generation can be found everywhere.
But what he is most unaccustomed to is that someone is even more arrogant than him in front of him.
It's too much, and it doesn't give me face at all!
"Hey, who are you scaring about?" Yang Huan finally couldn't help but speak.
John? Hunter didn't notice the three Yang Huan in the corner just now, and when he heard someone squeak when he showed his majesty, he immediately became angry, "Damn, how can I scare you...... Hey, it's you? β
As soon as he turned around, he saw Yang Huan, Zhang Ning and Long Wu at a glance, John? Hunter was immediately taken aback, and his face turned pale.
It can only be said that the last time he was born at Harros, he was too impressed.
Especially the kung fu young man who sat on the side and played a mobile game, looking harmless to humans and animals, his carefully selected bodyguards were thrown out directly by the other party one by one, and he will never forget that scene in his life, which completely imprinted the psychological shadow of Yan zhΓ²ng.
"Yes, it's me!" Yang Huan raised his head to look at him, smiling and revealing his mouth full of white teeth.
But this expression made John? Hunter felt creepy.
"I still remember, you said you wanted me to be careful, I was already very careful, but I didn't expect to meet you!" Yang Huan stood up with a smile and pointed at this frightened British rich second generation, "You are really unlucky, didn't you go out today and burn incense?" β
What does it mean to burn incense, John? Hunter didn't understand, but it sounded scary.
"I witnessed the whole thing, I saw that your waiter openly discriminated against this old man, and also, your waiter's attitude is quite bad, even I, a bystander, can't look past it, it's too unusual, we must go to the consumer association to sue you, sue until you close!"
When Yang Huan was talking, the old white man kept nodding his head, with a grateful face, only to feel that he had finally been wronged, and someone was willing to stand up and speak his conscience.
"Finally, I must say that as a Chinese restaurant, even the home-cooked dish that even my junior will cook like egg fried rice can't be made, it's too embarrassing, don't call it a Chinese restaurant, lose the face of us Chinese!"
Zhang Ning listened to it on the side, his face turned crimson, and he glared at him with disgust.
What do you mean that even I can do?
I'm a good cook, okay?
It's just that you don't get a chance to taste it.
"The three major crimes, my aunt can bear it, my uncle can't bear it, you say it yourself, what should I do?"
After speaking, Yang Huan sat down with a golden knife and made his attitude clear, if he doesn't satisfy Young Master Ben today, he will make you suffer.
John? Hunter stood there, not daring to leave, and didn't know how to deal with it, the bodyguards behind him had all seen the power of Long Wu, and none of them dared to approach, and the waitress was standing there, completely unaware of the situation.
Why did Young Master John, who usually looks fierce and vicious, see this person like a mouse seeing a cat?
Old man Bai quickly saw that the clue was coming, and immediately walked to Long Wu's side, hehe β
"Don't mind, sit down!" Yang Huan didn't take it to heart.
John? When Hunter saw this scene, he also knew that this matter could not be good, and he also knew that he could not provoke this Chinese, who let the family have a master sitting around him?
"Okay, I'll admit it." John? Hunter said dejectedly.
Yang Huan shook his head, "I didn't hear clearly. β
"I said, I was wrong, I'm willing to apologize!"
"Well, that's not a bad attitude." Yang Huan nodded, "Since it's an apology, then I must say I'm sorry first." β
"You ...... John?" Hunter immediately became angry, he grew so big, he never said sorry to anyone.
"Won't tell?" Yang Huan glanced at him.
Long Wu put down his phone, clenched his fists with both hands, and made a crackling sound of joints.
John? Hunter was shocked, if he was thrown out again, he would really lose face.
As a last resort, the shape is stronger than people, so you can only bow your head.
"I'm sorry!"
Yang Huan snorted and pointed to the old man opposite, "What about him?" β
John? Hunter simply hated to kill the Chinese in front of him with one punch, but he didn't have the ability.
Gritting his teeth, he turned to the old white man and said stiffly, "I'm sorry." β
"It's okay, it's okay, you don't have to apologize to me!" The old man Bai smiled and waved his hand again and again, and his heart was very happy.
You, you didn't pretend just now, and you still threatened Lao Tzu?
You still have to apologize to me?
"It seems that this old gentleman thinks that your apology is not sincere enough, and it is more sincere."
John? Hunter was born since he was born, how could he have been humiliated like this, but there is no way, who will let himself be at a loss?
I could only grit my teeth again and bow my head, "I'm sorry!" β
Old man Bai looked at Yang Huan this time, and then at the rich second generation who bowed his head, and replied with a wry smile, "It's okay!" β
John? When Hunter heard this, he was relieved and quickly turned around to leave.
"Eh, since it's an apology, then you have a treat today, and you should make amends!"
Hearing Yang Huan shouting behind him, he didn't dare to turn his head back.
Compared with apologizing in front of everyone, a meal is a big deal.
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