Deep-fried crab wonton, orange chicken, stir-fried chops, kung pao chicken, hibiscus egg.......

Gong Yu ordered seven or eight "Chinese super hard dishes" in the minds of Americans in one go, which is also Amy's favorite Chinese food.

But it doesn't seem to be able to save Amy's already wounded heart, and it can't stop Amy's chattering and complaining mouth.

"Are you crazy?"

"What do you mean by me? ”

"Every aspect!"

Amy's big eyes glared at Gong Yu.

"Oh. ”

“......”

“......”

Gong Yu glanced at her obliquely, and said helplessly "a woman with big breasts and no brains", did not speak again, and quietly watched the people coming and going outside the window with her cheeks, so cold that she seemed to be out of place with everything in the whole world.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Amy softened and muttered in a whisper, "We can't finish ordering so many dishes, it's a bit of a waste." “

There's no way not to be soft.

Amy could see that Gong Yu's mood was obviously wrong, of course, more importantly, Gong Yu's eldest baby was now her boss, and it seemed that the job was more important than the male god who had disappeared into the vast sea of people by chance......

10 seconds,

60 seconds,

Ten minutes,

Half-hour......

Amy was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to do, and Gong Yu still didn't speak, just like she was settled, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Gollum. ”

The sound of Amy's stomach broke the silence, Gong Yu raised his hand and looked at his watch, and Amy stood up: "Waiter! What's going on? It's been almost an hour, where's our dish?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the kitchen is too busy, it should be fine right away. ”

A white waitress boy trotted all the way over, constantly bending down and bowing in apology.

"Right away? The kitchen is too busy? Are you kidding me? The tables next door came later than we did, and they ordered the same food as ours, and you see they're almost done with them now! You've forgotten about us?"

"I'm really sorry, I'll go to the back kitchen right away. ”

"No, call your manager!"

Amy found the punching bag, and finally someone was scared, otherwise she would be crazy, so how could she let it go so easily!

"I want to see all of you managers, you have to give me an explanation!"

Poor waiter brother, I'm already flustered to the point of being at a loss, is it easy for me to do odd jobs?

"The two guest officers have been waiting for a long time! Good wine and good food, come. ”

With a shout in Chinese that Amy didn't understand, a Chinese chef with a white towel on his shoulder trotted over with a plate.

Gong Yu was stunned.

Chinese, playing the old style?

What the heck!

"Shrimp and crab roe wonton noodles!" The chef who served the dish quickly brought two bowls of wonton noodles to the table, and then served a pot of wine and said: "Two guest officers, I'm really sorry, the dish is slow, in order to express our apologies, the shop specially presented a pot of special good wine - drunk and dreamy, the two guest officers please use it slowly." ”

Amy's face is full of question marks!

I don't understand what he says, but the old lady can understand it!

The first dish we ordered was the deep-fried crab wonton, a crispy and golden wonton with crab meat and cream cheese!

What are the two bowls you put on me?

Well, although the skin is as thin as paper and crystal clear, the bright red and looming crab roe of the shrimp meat after cooking looks juicy and delicious, and the steaming soup is fragrant with chopped green onions, especially when Amy is already hungry......

But!

You can't do this in this little shop!

Don't eat it, no matter how delicious it looks, you resolutely don't eat it, what the old lady wants to eat is authentic Chinese food!

"Wait a minute!" Amy was furious, pointing to the wonton noodles and said, "You served the wrong dish, we didn't order this!"

The chef finally said something in English that Amy understood: "It's shrimp and crab roe wonton noodles, that's right, you can see it yourself." He took out a small note and handed it to Amy, turned around and left, not forgetting to pull up the waiter who was at a loss for what to do.

“WTF？”

Amy looked at the little note, and her anger rushed to the crown again, and her lungs exploded - it was obviously written fried crab wontons!

What a small broken shop!

I'm about to get angry!

There was another shout that resounded throughout the audience: "The dish is here, spicy chicken!

This more chic, a plate of ruddy spicy chicken swings on the table, and then picks up the menu on the table and crosses out the orange chicken and turns away.

Amy is devastated!

Too bullying, right?

Is this orange chicken?

Do you dare to say that this is an orange chicken?

What about oranges?

Only see dried chili peppers, fresh chili peppers, chili peppers everywhere!

What about fried chicken nuggets?

With bones, this is a chicken nugget?

What about the lady's favorite yellow and crystal clear sweet and sour sauce?

No!

The plate is full of red oil, shocking red oil!

Just by looking at it, Amy felt like she was sweating with spicy......

There is nothing more to say.

"Hell it, hell it, I'm going ......to report them, it's too bullying!

Amy went berserk.

But the dishes are still served one after another, and they are dizzying.

"Home-cooked stir-fried pork!"

"Slurp!"

"Mapo Tofu!"

......

Gong Yu ordered seven or eight dishes, and now she has seventeen or eighteen dishes, and she hasn't stopped yet, each one of which Amy has seen, but she is sure that this is Chinese food.

The Chinese chef who served the food in front of him also pretended to pick up the menu on the table and mark the "kong" to indicate that the dish you ordered has been served.

I didn't bother to draw at the back, so I just served the dish and reported the name of the dish.

"Sweet and sour tenderloin!"

"Crab roe lion head!"

"Steamed Eastern Star Spotted!"

"Chicken stew with mushrooms!"

......

One table can't fit in, one can be spelled, two tables can't fit in, four can't be fitted, not to mention Amy, the guests in the store are stupid, and the pedestrians who walk by on the street and look through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows are dumbfounded, what kind of feast is this?

Eight sheets!

Sixteen!

There's no place to fight the table, so I'm clearing!

Amy thought that the little broken shop was too dragged before, but this time I saw what it means to be a real drag!

"I'm sorry sir, we're closed!"

"What? What is your attitude, we haven't finished eating yet......"

"Ma'am, I'm very sorry, today is a special case, we can help you pack it for free. ”

"We don't accept it!"

"Oh, you can call the police, or sue us, but please leave first. ”

Go, you go, if you don't go, you have to go, it's so arrogant!

No matter how much the customers in the store want to stay and be lively, a few people who look like big brothers in Chinatown with a face full of flesh and tattoos come out, brother, give face?

Can you not give it?

If you want to see the excitement, you can only go out and watch it......

Outside, it was already full of onlookers, staring at the various dishes that were constantly served and drooling.

When a roasted whole pig and a roasted whole sheep were carried out one after another, the onlookers could no longer think of any words to express their shock except "WTF".

"Crazy!"

"Crazy!"

"What the hell is wrong with this world?"

"Hell, hell!"

Amy is already crazy, crazy, constantly fragmented thoughts, I really hope someone can give me an explanation, I glanced at Gong Yu again, but found that she was still stunned, stunned, why are the eye circles still slowly, slowly red......

"Yu, what's wrong with you?"

Gong Yu still didn't speak, and continued to be in a daze, as if he had lost his mind.

Amy thought about it, forget it, let's continue to be confused, I don't know what's going on at all, I have encountered more strange things today than she has encountered in her life combined......

The dish is finally finished.

A man in a white chef's clothes appeared in front of Amy slowly, casually pulled up a chair and sat down lazily, without saying a word, only looking at Gong Yu with his cheeks.

It's Mistre Lonely!

He took off his mask and changed his clothes, but Amy remembered those charming eyes.

Look at it again.

A second later.

Amy's heart is about to explode!

No...... Isn't it Misty Lonely......

It's Mistersu!

It's not a ghost, it's a god!

O God!

......

(End of chapter)