225.Open Wine (Hell League +1)
Seeing Nong Xingbiao, Ao Muyang recognized it, this was the owner of the business yacht he met earlier.
Nong Xingbiao sat at a table next to him, he showed a surprised expression when he saw Yan Qingcheng, pretended to suddenly notice Yan Qingcheng's arrival, and said, "Ah, Mr. Yan, why did we see each other again?"
Yan Qingcheng smiled and said: "Mr. Nong, you followed all the way, now it's not interesting to say this, right?"
Nong Xingbiao frowned and said, "You're mentally ill, who followed you all the way, order." ”
Yan Qingcheng handed the exquisite recipe to Ao Muyang and motioned for him to order.
Nong Xingbiao noticed this and immediately showed a playful smile, he spread out the napkin and said slowly: "Mr. Yan, don't you say that you are not embarrassing the young man? This young man looks like a fisherman, where has he ever been to such an occasion? Where will he order?"
The three people who were traveling with him laughed, their smiles were very cheap, and Ao Muyang wanted to slap their faces with a plate.
Nong Xingbiao's words were a loss, but nominally he was not talking about Ao Muyang, so Ao Muyang couldn't answer.
Yan Qingcheng didn't answer, but said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, Mr. Ao, this person is my business opponent, he has a very low emotional intelligence, he is mentally retarded, and he always likes to provoke others, don't care." ”
Ao Muyang nodded, Nong Xingbiao did not necessarily do this because of low emotional intelligence, in his opinion, this product did not directly treat himself as a person, but as a thing.
People don't care about how things feel, and it's normal to judge something.
Neither of them answered, Nong Xingbiao was a little bored, he glanced at Ao Muyang disdainfully, and signaled the waiter to order.
Ao Muyang ordered a few dishes, and Yan Qingcheng handed him a French menu, so he ordered a set meal, from pre-dinner bread to post-dinner dessert.
When he finished ordering, he snapped his fingers and said in French: "Bonjour, Tu-peuxm'aider?"
Since HK Pigeon Tan Restaurant specializes in French cuisine, it naturally has French chefs and French waitresses.
Ao Muyang made a request in French, and then a French waiter walked over with brisk steps and asked, "Bonjour, Excusez-moi, qu'est-ce-que-je-peux-faire-pourvous?"
Throughout the whole process, Ao Muyang was talking to the waitress in French, with a correct and round tone, a good rhythm, and a free voice.
The four Nong Xingbiao at the next table showed shocked expressions, they looked at the local waiter next to them, and immediately showed dissatisfaction, and said, "Why aren't we waiters here from France?"
Yan Qingcheng said coldly: "Speak as if you can speak French, don't say you can speak French, can you understand?"
Nong Xingbiao felt that he had lost face, and his face changed and he was about to go crazy.
A person beside him grabbed him and whispered a few words, Nong Xingbiao looked at the diners on the left and right, and had to suppress his temper.
The four of them did not order directly, and after a while, a young man arrived, and at this time, Nong Xingbiao beckoned the French waitress to come over, and the young man who came came communicated with her in French.
Yan Qingcheng couldn't help but chuckle, and said to himself: "I also brought an interpreter with me for dinner, the first time I saw such a thing, it was a long insight." ”
The green tendons on Nong Xingbiao's forehead jumped, so he didn't get angry.
Then, one dish after another began to be served.
In terms of cuisine, HK Pigeon Tan focuses on Hong Kong-style cuisine and French cuisine, and in terms of dishes, it focuses on seafood, so the dishes ordered by Yan Qingcheng and Ao Muyang are also based on seafood.
The appetizer is followed by a main course, which is served with lobster, oysters and marine fish.
The lobster is half a cross-sectioned dish, this is a dish with shells, Ao Muyang, as a man at the table, naturally has to take the initiative to open the dish.
He holds the shell with his left hand, and picks out the meat with a special fork with his right hand, and the whole process is like a cow being dismantled, the lobster shell is not damaged at all, and the lobster meat is all removed.
The lobster was followed by the sea fish, Ao Muyang pressed the head of the fish with a fork, cut it along the middle bone to the tail with a knife, peeled off the fish meat and cut it into small pieces, and then motioned for Yan Qingcheng to eat.
Looking at his skillful movements, Yan Qingcheng's face showed a slightly surprised expression, and Nong Xingbiao's face at the next table became more and more unsightly.
When the oysters were delivered, Yan Qingcheng shook his head, Ao Muyang asked, and then snapped his fingers at the waitress, still calling her over in French.
The waitress asked what was needed, Ao Muyang whispered a few words, and the waiter left, but soon the chef came pushing a food cart, and then the two communicated in French.
Nong Xingbiao asked, "Hey, what is this kid talking about?"
"He said that his female companion was not used to eating oysters in the traditional way, so he asked the chef to reprocess them and follow his instructions......
He had the chef make a kilpatrick sauce with a mixture of ketchup, spicy soy sauce, lemon juice and pepper, and then pour it over the oysters with diced bacon and roast it. ”
"The second one he asked for to make a soup, using butter, garlic, salt, pepper, white wine, carrots, potatoes, and thick chicken soup to mix and stew......"
The French chef knew that he had met an insider, and he was not dissatisfied because of Ao Muyang's fingers, but seemed to have met a bosom friend, and he looked happy during the conversation.
Listening to the words of the young translator, seeing this scene, Nong Xingbiao was very dissatisfied, and he said with a gloomy face: "This kid is really a, hey, boy, are you a drama spirit?"
Yan Qingcheng answered: "Zai Saobao doesn't have you Saobao, you came out for a meal and specially asked for a translator, I think you are a drama spirit." ”
The people around Nong Xingbiao stopped him again and said in a low voice: "Mr. Nong, you can't quarrel in this kind of place, let's not drop the price." Let them perform, don't be fooled by them, what's so good about this kid? I think he used to work as a waiter in a hotel in France!"
This person's eyes are very vicious, and after observing Ao Muyang's communication methods with the waiters and chefs, he vaguely saw the clues.
After listening to the persuasion of the people around him, Nong Xingbiao calmed down a lot, and then their dishes began to be served, and a bottle of red wine was delivered.
The waiter was just about to open red wine, but Nong Xingbiao stopped him, looked at Ao Muyang with a provocative look, and said, "Hey, boy, you are also a waiter, right? ”
His own guests were constantly bullied, Yan Qingcheng couldn't bear it, and his face sank and he wanted to get angry.
Ao Muyang grabbed her and asked in a low voice, "Have you eaten enough?"
Yan Qingcheng thought he was leaving, and said, "When you're full, let's go first." ”
Ao Muyang nodded, and then did not leave directly, but said to Nong Xingbiao: "Mr. Nong, you want me to help you open the wine, right?"
Nong Xingbiao smiled: "Yes, come and give me a drink." ”
Ao Muyang walked over and took the wine bottle and said, "But I didn't open the wine container." ”
Nong Xingbiao wanted to insult him, and said: "You waiters must have been specially trained, come, put on a show, I believe you can open this bottle of wine without a wine opener." ”
Ao Muyang smiled: "That's okay, then I'll give you a show." ”
After saying that, he took off the sneakers on his feet, stuffed the bottom of the bottle into the shoe, grabbed the shoe with one hand and slammed it against the wall with the other hand.
'Bang bang bang', a few hits in a row, and the cork on the red wine bottle quickly popped out.
Ao Muyang smiled, took out the wine bottle and put it in front of Nong Xingbiao and said, "Oh, Mr. Nong, please drink." ”
With that, he walked away, leaving a room full of stunned people.
Without Ao Muyang, the others set their eyes on Nong Xingbiao and the others, just like watching monkeys.