"Then let's make apple crepes," Ji Fengchen said with a smile.

Next, Ji Fengchen's words will choke Wei Shao to the young lady.

As the so-called handsome is only three seconds, it will immediately return to its original shape!

"A bottle of ice Sprite, thank you," Ji Fengchen said.

Forehead......

I am most afraid of the sudden silence of the air.

"I'm sorry, sir, we only have wine here, no drinks," said the young lady.

"What? there's no drink?!" Ji Fengchen asked with a look of disbelief on his face.

"This is a western restaurant, no drinks," Wei Shao said.

"I don't care, if there's no Sprite, then go out and buy it for me" Ji Fengchen said, "By the way, why don't you have chopsticks?"

"Sir, we are a Western restaurant, not a Chinese restaurant, so there are no Chinese tableware, only knives and forks for Western food," the young lady quickly explained.

"Okay, go out and buy me a bottle of Sprite, I like to drink this," Ji Fengchen said.

"Sir, this 。。。。。。 This is not good," the young lady said with embarrassment as she looked at Ji Fengchen.

"Go out and buy it, is that how you treat your guests?" Ji Fengchen asked.

"Wei Shao, I'm sorry, this chick is new, I'll make a compensatory deal with you on her behalf" The restaurant manager came over and said, "What's the matter?"

"Manager, this gentleman wants me to buy him a bottle of Sprite," said the young lady.

"Then you just go out and buy it, don't you have any eyesight? This is Wei Shao's friend, I can't afford to offend," the manager hurriedly said.

"Friends are not counted, we have only met a few times," Ji Fengchen said lightly.

Hearing Ji Fengchen say this, Wei Shao's face immediately lengthened.

"I'm sorry, sir, I'll take care of the rest of the service for you," said with a smile on his face.

"Sir, your Sprite" Soon, the young lady sent Sprite over.

"I'm in trouble," Ji Fengchen said with a smile.

Then he took out his wallet, took out five one-dollar bills and handed them over.

Soon, the omelette came up.

Actually, it wasn't a real omelette, and Ji Fengchen could tell what ingredients were used when he said it.

Egg whites are not egg whites, they are a combination of milk and yogurt.

The so-called egg yolk is just a sauce made from yellow peaches, mangoes, and papayas, and of course, there are food flavors in it.

Ji Fengchen took the fork and pulled it a few times, but he couldn't eat much, so he simply picked up the plate and pulled it directly into his mouth.

Wei Shao looked at Ji Fengchen like this, frowned slightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and shook his head.

"I'm sorry, I haven't eaten Western food" Ji Fengchen said with a smile, "Don't mind"

"It's okay," Wei Shao said with a smile on his lips.

"It's raw salad," the manager said, taking up the two pots, and then pouring boiling water into the dirt, "Everything in this is edible, including the soil."

As boiling water is poured in, mushrooms, bamboo shoots, and cucumbers, which are hidden by the soil, slowly grow.

"Are you sure this soil can be eaten?" Ji Ji Fengchen looked at the flower pot and said suspiciously, "Don't bully me for reading too little."

"It's actually chocolate," the manager said with a smile, before squeezing a packet of salad dressing onto the soil.

"This 。。。。。。 Can you really eat it?" Ji Fengchen asked with a look of disbelief.

"Look, Wei Shao is already eating," the manager said, glancing at Wei Shao.

Ji Fengchen shifted his gaze to Wei Shao, only to see him scoop a spoonful of soil and put it in his mouth, and said with a smile: "It is indeed chocolate powder"

Ji Fengchen glanced at his mouth helplessly, glued a little bit with a fork in disbelief, and then slowly put it into his mouth.

"It's indeed chocolate," Ji Fengchen said with a smile, and then he took a big gulp of relief, "It's still a foreign country to play."

"Wei Shao, your dishes are ready," the manager said, bringing up the last dish.

"Good work," Wei Shao said with a smile.

"Yes," the manager said with a smile, and then stepped back.

Wei Shao was still tasting the wine while eating the dishes slowly, and Ji Fengchen had already cleaned all the dishes here, wiped his mouth, and pressed the button to pay on the table.

"Hello, a total of three thousand five hundred and eighty yuan," the little brother said with a smile, "May I ask if it is cash or a credit card?"

"I'll see how much money there is first," Ji Fengchen said, and then took out his wallet, except for a few Grandpa Mao, the rest were all small receipts.

"I'll come, swipe the card" Wei Shao shook his head and said, then handed the card over.

"How can this work? swipe my card," Ji Fengchen said with a smile, and then handed over a card.

"This 。。。。。。 The little brother looked at Ji Fengchen and Wei Shao in confusion, and didn't know whose card to take.

"Take him," Wei Shao said, then took the card back, and said in his heart: I want to see if you have so much money.

"Sir, your receipt" The little brother quickly swiped the card successfully, and respectfully handed over the receipt.

What?!Does this guy really have so much money?!

Wei Shao looked at Ji Fengchen with some incredulity, but after thinking about it, he was relieved, after all, if you can go to the main store to eat roast duck, can you not have a few dollars in your pocket?

"Thank you," Wei Shao said with a smile.

"It's okay, aren't you the same," Ji Fengchen said with a smile.

"Mr. Ji, what I said yesterday, I hope you can think about it" When leaving, Wei Shao asked tentatively.

Ji Fengchen laughed, didn't say anything, stretched out his hand and waved, and then turned to leave.

"Master, I don't want to deal with people like you," Ji Fengchen muttered on the way back.

"Young Master" Da Pan appeared in front of Wei Shao.

"This guy!" Wei Shao said, clenching his fists.

"Young Master, do you want to?" Da Pan asked.

"Look again," Wei Shao said.

"Yes," Da Pan said.

"Take a moment and put surveillance in his room," Wei Shao said in the car.

"Yes," Da Pan said.

"Fourth, I want all the details of his illegal crimes, focusing on the potion" In the room, Ji Fengchen said.

"Yes!" said the fourth.

"Where have you been?" asked Ji Fengchen as he came to Seventeen's room.

"Just walk around," Seventeen said.

"Didn't you go to Tiananmen Square on the Great Wall?" asked Ji Fengchen.

"Not yet," Seventeen said.

"Let's take a look if you have time, if you don't go to the Great Wall, you're not a hero," Ji Fengchen said with a smile.

"I don't think that's right," said Seventeen, "haven't you never been to the Great Wall? But you are indeed a good man? And so many of the soldiers have never been to the Great Wall, they have not even been to Tiananmen Square, are they not heroes?"

"Indeed, there is a discrepancy in this statement," Ji Fengchen said with a smile, "but this is from a poem written by Grandpa Mao in October 35, called "Qingping Le, Liupan Mountain""

"I know, I know" Seventeen hurriedly said, "This is his work when he crossed Liupan Mountain, expressing the revolutionary pride of the long tassel in his hand and binding the dragon"