Lao Mo, the old Mo who has been in the Red Army, his full name is Moscow Restaurant.

Vondi actually found this Moscow restaurant on the map. How famous is this restaurant? You can find it on the map.

"Shufang, do you know what's going on with this old Mo?" Feng Di was a little unsure. There are only a few hotels that can be standard on the map. What Xinqiao Hotel, Beijing Hotel, just listen to the name to know that it is not simple.

Don't bother to run by yourself, you need a letter of introduction, level or something to enter the restaurant, and you will lose a lot of money. As for the shame, Feng Di felt that it didn't matter, anyway, no one knew them.

"I don't know. Just listen to the Red Army, that place is to eat Western food. ”

"Western food, will you?"

"No, it won't. Feng Di, why don't we go!" Shen Shufang was like this at the time, but she was very yearned for by Luo Hongjun at the beginning. She also knew that they didn't have a letter of introduction, and many places didn't accept them.

"Okay, let's go over and have a look. If you can't, find another place to eat. "Feng Di has been thinking about whether it is appropriate to follow the letter of introduction, which is too inconvenient. But it's really not easy to find two people, or a man and a woman. Let's see.

Feng Di is very powerful in the next game, after all, his art is very dependent on the next game. It's his ability to take Shen Shufang to Lao Mo and feel tired. Don't look at the map just like that, it's really not close.

Feng Di didn't understand architecture, looking at this so-called old Mo, the columns erected outside the Moscow restaurant, he had a heart to count. The tall aspen and Western-style architectural style complement each other, and the overall feeling is very harmonious, not the one that decorates the other.

After walking into this area, it gives people a high-end feeling, and I can't help but feel a little timid. Of course, this is Shin Shufang. Feng Di is not timid, just a little curious.

Feng Di looked at the bicycles parked everywhere and felt a lot more relieved, at least not all of them came by car. It's not that there are middle-aged uncles everywhere, but there are mostly young people, so it's more reassuring. Look at a group of people rushing into the market like that, noisily entering, and no one asks for any letters of introduction. All of a sudden, the waist pole was straight.

"Let's go, let's go inside. ”

Shen Shufang's hand was held by Feng Di, and this cold hand was also sweaty. She was nervous. I have never been to such a high-end restaurant, and I still eat Western food. I won't, and I'll definitely lose it.

Shen Shufang didn't know how she got in, and it wasn't until she sat in a chair that she realized that it was already inside the restaurant.

Rows of long tables are covered with snow-white cloths, and cups with thin stems and big bellies are placed on the table. Shen Shufang has heard of Luo Hongjun, this is a goblet.

The chair has a high back, which is different from the common Taishi chair, there are no armrests on both sides, and the back is not rounded, just straight. But it's quite comfortable to sit up straight.

The waiter was very polite, put down the recipe, and asked very softly: What do you order?

The restaurant was almost full. Feng Di also looked at the situation, and "interspersed" in the crowd to get a seat. Isn't it just a meal?

Feng Di didn't know what to eat, opened the recipe and looked at the paintings, but he didn't know one. How?

"Beetroot soup, fried pork cutlet, canned stuffed beef, 'milk' oil mix, 'milk' oil beef, one serving each. ”

Feng Di was stunned, and Shen Shufang asked the waiter for food.

"...... you?"

"Luo Hongjunde, these dishes here are classic and delicious. She's been so many times that I've written it down. She'll have to eat with a knife and fork, I won't. Shen Shufang almost bit Feng Di's ear, she didn't want to shout loudly, indicating that the two of them were not soil buns.

Feng Di also looked around, but there were no chopsticks yet. They all hold forks in their left hands and knives in their right hands, and they keep sawing the meat on the plate, which is sawing. It must be that the meat is hard and can't be cut, right?

As for the action, it's simple.

"It's okay, what they do, let's do it. ”

Feng Di didn't think about learning from them to see meat and eat it, so he used a little more effort and went down with a knife. Hey, isn't it hard to cut? Why saw?

Look at Shen Shufang again, isn't she sawing meat.

"Can't cut it?"

"Well, the knife is a bit blunt. ”

Feng Di chopped the beef on the plate into edible pieces in three or five clicks. Then chop the pork chops and fish into pieces.

"Alright, let's eat. It's delicious. Feng Di forked a piece and got it in the messy seasonings that came up. Well, back school

Shen Shufang had already forgotten the embarrassment at this time, and she had forgotten what Western food was and what Lao Mo was. My heart was full of happiness, and I was moved by Feng Di's behavior.

"Fat Peng, the master is looking at Brother Hong's face today, Benima is shameless?

In the already noisy hall, someone suddenly raised his voice and shouted. Feng Di and the people sitting next to them looked like they were in their twenties. With this hula, the people at several tables all stood up, looking at the fact that this was about to start.

Feng Di looked up and continued to eat his own meal. Shen Shufang dragged Feng Di and pointed to the side, hey, why does this person kick the tableware in his pocket?

Feng Di put the cutlery in his mouth and bit it, huh... It's really silver.

"The silver ones all took advantage of the chaos and left. ”

It's not, just this moment's effort, and several tables have been walked. Seeing that the waiters were concerned about this large group of people who stood up and were ready to fight, as if they were going up to persuade them, some of them did not dare to run to the back, and it was estimated that there was someone behind who could hold down the position.

Shen Shufang looked at Feng Di and didn't continue to eat. The look seemed to ask: Shall we also take the tableware away?

"It's hard to come, it's delicious. After eating, don't think about anything else. Feng Di looked at Shen Shufang and wanted to laugh, he didn't think about it yet, but this Nizi had the idea of this smooth object.

Shen Shufang bowed her head to eat shyly, but she still moved her chair and tried to get as close to Feng Di as possible.

The neighbor called out like this, I don't know if the middleman was trying hard, or if the fat man Peng confessed. Anyway, I didn't fight, so it was boring. Didn't you mean to let people go through the dishes, right? Feng Di was a little skeptical.

Feng Di listened attentively to the communication next to the neighbors, and sure enough, he was convinced. This Peng fat man doesn't seem to be a hard stubble, and others will wilt after shouting twice.

The business of this restaurant is good, and it has always turned over. Feng Di didn't eat enough, and he didn't feel embarrassed, so he asked for two servings of beef, continued to chop into pieces, and continued to eat with Shen Shufang.

"Dude, the one in that compound has the guts. The neighbors all dispersed, and finally a fat man came over to set up a magnetic set with Feng Di.

"It's not from that compound, it's from Scissors Alley. ”

"Oh, brother, you can!

"What's wrong? What's wrong with you?" Feng Di didn't mean anything close to him, just a coward, wanting to come here to find Song?

"Okay!

It's really a coward, so he turned around and left. I thought he would really look at his few people and play majestic.

When Feng Di took Shen Shufang out, Shen Shufang didn't want to touch someone. It's a, I'm sorry, but the other party didn't even glance at this side.

Shen Shufang may be used to it, and the inferiority complex in her heart does not dare to force others to be fair to her. But Feng Di didn't have such good words, thinking that he didn't have many food stamps and money in his hand, so he pretended to change positions with Shen Shufang, and "touched" the few people who were leaning here.

Grandson, you don't know how to be polite! Eat, eat a hammer!