Chen Ming looked down at his clothes, and then couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

The clothes on his body are full of wrinkles because of the squeezing, and at first glance, they look like they were picked up from the garbage.

He reluctantly took off his coat, revealing a snow-white shirt underneath, with a hint of helplessness on his face, "Can I go in now?"

The male welcome saw that Chen Ming actually took the initiative to soften, and he was even more sure that the other party was a silk, and his attitude became more arrogant, "You can go in if you take off your vest?"

Chen Ming's brows finally furrowed, and he looked at the other party lightly, "You can still stop me when I go in?"

"Then you can try. The male greeter said categorically, as if this restaurant was opened by him.

Chen Ming pursed his lips noncommittally, didn't look at the other party, and walked in.

The male welcomer's eyes widened, and when he took out the walkie-talkie from his waist, he said angrily, "Brother Tiger, Brother Tiger! There's a little deflated three in the store, I can't stop it!"

"Rubbish!" a rough voice came from the other end of the intercom, "Wait, I'll be there soon!"

Chen Ming, who was already seated at this moment, had no idea what was happening outside. He was looking at the little beauty in front of him with interest.

"Sir...... Hello. The attitude of the beautiful waitress was very respectful, as if the rough attitude of the male greeting just now was Chen Ming's illusion.

Chen Ming nodded with satisfaction, took the menu casually, and was stunned after glancing at it.

A long tug-and-don't look like Arabic?

He simply set the menu aside. Then he put up a finger: "You can look at the signature dish, let's arrange it." ”

"Sir. The waiter nodded, looking very familiar, "We have a signature package of 260,000 yuan here, and a signature package of 2.6 million yuan, which one do you want?"

"Two million six thousand. Chen Ming waved his hand.

The waiter glanced at Chen Ming in surprise, and then reported to the foreman.

Tulip's maître d'hom is a Sven man with glasses. After listening to the waiter's words, the other party glanced at Chen Ming in surprise, and then walked over quickly.

"Hello sir, are you sure you want the supreme package of 2.66 million?" The foreman's attitude was very respectful, he had been in this line of work for a long time, and naturally understood the truth that he could not underestimate anyone.

Chen Ming glanced at the other party a little impatiently, "How do you grind and chirp, can you serve food?"

Seeing that Chen Ming was fearless, that confidence was not pretended, so the foreman immediately nodded respectfully, "Sir, I'll arrange it now, please wait." ”

Chen Ming waved his hand, and after the foreman took a deep look at Chen Ming, he walked back to the kitchen quickly, and after a while, he personally carried a tray and put it on the table, "Sir, you try it, the watermelon is a heart-shaped watermelon from Ota, Japan, and the strawberry is also a precious strawberry from the crater culture, and the meal you ordered will be delivered immediately." ”

After finishing speaking, he retreated respectfully, Chen Ming looked at the fruit plate on the table, the platter was very exquisite, whether it was watermelon slices, or strawberries that were bigger than a baby's fist, they all looked appetizing.

He took out his mobile phone and took a picture and posted it to Moments, with a postscript: "I heard that the watermelon is a heart-shaped watermelon from Daejeon? and the strawberry is grown in a crater? Is there any difference between it and the ordinary one?"

He really didn't know, so he casually pinched a strawberry and stuffed it into his mouth, and at the moment when the strawberry burst, he narrowed his eyes with great enjoyment.

The juice of the strawberries is so delicious that it makes almost every taste bud feel a fresh feeling.

At this moment, the mobile phone also vibrate, and after a casual glance, I found that it was all a comment reminder from the circle of friends.

"Brother Ming really made a fortune, by the way, where is this?"

", Brother Ming, you go out to eat without me?" - Su Peng

"Japan's heart-shaped watermelon is sold on the basis of a piece, the price of a watermelon is 50,000 yen, and the crater strawberry is also sold for twelve eight hundred dollars on the market because of its beautiful appearance and delicious taste, Brother Chen Ming, can you bring me some back?" - Song Yun

"Well, I kind of want to eat. —Bai Wanyu

"It looks delicious!" - Zhao Zimei

"Strawberries are not tasty this season. I still like to eat mangoes!" - Lin Ruo.

There were nine comments in total, and all five women accounted for half of them.

"Is there something wrong with me? Otherwise, why are there always women surrounding me?" Chen Ming looked confused, but he forgot that every woman was almost taken the initiative to provoke.

"Hello sir, your meal. The foreman pushed the dining cart and stopped in front of Chen Ming with a respectful face, and then lifted the lid on it.

"The beef is Kobe beef from Kobe, and the caviar is also a special caviar from deep-sea fish, and in the market, such a small plate can be sold for 100,000 US dollars. So said the foreman, and set it up on the table.

A palm-sized steak, a plate of caviar the size of a bottle cap, and a soup made from something I don't know.

Together, two million and six hundred thousand will be out.

If it weren't for the fact that Tulips were quite famous in Anyang, Chen Ming would have wondered if the other party was deliberately cheating himself.

"Oh, and sir. The foreman bent down and took out an ice bucket from under the table, in which was a bottle of red wine starting with the R.

"Of course, your package also includes a bottle of Romanticicondi. Look, is it time to open and wake up?" the foreman looked respectful and bowed slightly.

"Of course it's open now. Chen Ming waved his hand, he had only heard the name of this wine on TV or the Internet before, but he didn't expect it. You can drink it yourself.

After getting Chen Ming's answer, the smile on the foreman's face became even happier, and after pushing away the cap of Romantici's bottle, he took out a flower-shaped wine decanter and poured half a bottle of wine into it.

Almost instantaneously. The air is filled with the most enticing aroma of wine.

"Sir, please use it slowly. The foreman put down the wine bottle and respectfully withdrew, but his eyes glanced towards Chen Ming from time to time, obviously afraid that he would run away.

Chen Ming didn't know that the other party had so many thoughts, he learned from the actors on TV with knives and forks. Then he gently cut off a piece of beef and stuffed it into his mouth, and after chewing a few bites decently, he frowned.

Touching his conscience, he said that Kobe beef really didn't have the experience he imagined, and it was not as delicious as the kind of sauce beef he bought before......

He tentatively picked up a chopstick caviar again. This time it made his eyes shine!

As soon as you take the caviar into your mouth, you can feel its elasticity, and if you put a slight force in your mouth, countless caviar will explode in your mouth at the same time, and the flavor is abnormal.

"That's good. You can always have a little bit of it!" Chen Ming smashed his tongue, as for the bowl of soup, he didn't touch it.

It looks green, and although it doesn't smell bad, he just can't taste it.

The reason is also very simple, Su Peng had a cat at home before. The cat litter is matcha green, and the reason why Su Peng is lazy is that every time he flushes the cat litter, he pours a large basin into the toilet.

Then I saw that the originally clear tap water had turned matcha-colored, and there were black unidentified objects floating in the process.

Vomit!

Chen Ming retched. Take the decanter next to it and sniff it gently.

"It tastes really good. Chen Ming poured himself a glass and took a sip gently, "It doesn't seem to have any taste?"

He simply poured a full cup, and then drank it all without hesitation, the man not far away from him originally wanted to raise a glass with him, after seeing Chen Ming's movements. The drink that had just entered his mouth spurted out with a pop.

Chen Ming frowned and glanced at the other party, smashing his tongue by the way.

This time he tasted it, a little more bitter than ordinary red wine, but the aftertaste was very sweet, as if he was in a garden.

"Where did the turtle come from? A young man's snickering voice sounded, the restaurant was originally very quiet, and the other party's voice was not concealed at all, so almost instantly, it reached everyone's ears.

Chen Ming's face sank. Turning his head to look at where the sound came from.

At the third table opposite him, there was a couple, the man's face was frivolous, and the voice just now came from him.

The other party was not afraid after seeing Chen Ming's gaze. He even picked up the cup and touched it with the girl next to him, and picked his chin at Chen Ming, "Little turtle, look, red wine is drunk like this." ”

As he spoke, he picked up his glass and took a sip. looked at Chen Ming with a sarcastic face, "Boy, have you learned?"

"Where did you come from?" Chen Ming glanced at the man, poured himself another full glass, and then drank it all, "Lao Tzu just drinks like this, what's your business?"

"Hillbilly, it's just vulgar. The man in the suit slapped his nose. Then he beckoned to the foreman, and his tone was disdainful, "Foreman Zhang, how can anyone be put in?"

"Mr. Lin, you can ...... if you say so" Foreman Zhang's face was a little ugly, on the one hand, he was a regular customer of his own restaurant, and on the other hand, he was a big tyrant like Chen Ming.

Mr. Lin pursed his lips and said in a disdainful tone, "Eating with this kind of hillbilly is simply insulting to my identity, let him get out, his order, I'll buy it." ”

As soon as these words came out, Chen Ming and Foreman Zhang were slightly stunned.

"Mr. Lin, are you sure?" said Foreman Zhang, looking at the other party hesitantly.

Mr. Lin waved his hand, and his tone was extremely chic, "I said I would buy it, let him go!"

In his opinion, Chen Ming is a hillbilly. Even if he comes here to eat, it will be more than 100,000 yuan to die, and he can still afford this little money.

"Are you sure you want to invite me?" Chen Ming was also happy, and after stuffing the last bit of steak into his mouth. Laughing, "Can I take it out?"

Seeing Chen Ming's eating appearance, Mr. Lin waved his hand even more disgusted, "Take it, hillbilly." ”

Foreman Zhang originally wanted to say something, but in the end he endured it.

Chen Ming patted the table and stood up, and said with a smile, "Since Mr. Lin said so, that foreman, give me five more copies of the same package, take it away!"