"Tang Ming, what's going on with Sika?" Kim Taeyeon is really a little worried, something will happen to Jessica, and the two sisters finally reunite, she doesn't want Jessica to have another accident. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Ah, this... That..."Tang Ming's voice was a little stumbling, and the thoughts in his head were quickly thinking about words.

Just when Tang Ming didn't know what to do, a loud voice rushed to the top of the bar, "Hey, that table 08, what do you want to eat?" Hurry up and report it out. That's right, that is, the three of you from the East, a man and two women. What are you going to eat? ”

Tang Ming glanced at the number on the table, they turned out to be the No. 8 table said by the bar staff, and then replied, "We want three traditional specialty paella." ”

"Hey, I recognized the wrong person. It turns out that you are from Portugal, and you will be promised to serve you for 30 euros of paella. We always pay first and then eat here, and ask this customer to pay first. ”

"So expensive!" Tang Ming's heart suddenly chuckled, he wouldn't have encountered some black shop! I knew that 900 euros would be converted into RMB and seven or eight thousand. That's just the price of three servings of paella.

"That's not right. This is recommended by a good friend of his, who has lived in Spain for a long time, and it shouldn't pit him! Tang Ming's originally handsome eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and then he stood up and said in front of him: "This gentleman, have you counted an extra zero, three servings of paella, 900 euros, you are robbing money!" ”

"I'm sorry, our paella is at this price, don't believe you ask the diners next to you, do they all buy it at this price." The waiter was a little fearless and said to Tang Ming.

"Yes, yes, that's what we have here for the price, it's the standard price for this hotel. If you can't afford it, don't eat it! Stingy Portuguese. Among them, a burly-looking man with a face full of horizontal flesh raised his head and said to Tang Ming, his eyes glared, becoming the size of a copper bell, and said threateningly to Tang Ming in front of him.

"Hahaha! It's, that's it, we're all at this price, don't eat if you can't afford it, why do you want to stay here? There was a lot of laughter around them, supporting the words of the meat man and the waiter in front of them.

"Tang Ming, what's wrong with you?" Kim Taeyeon gently pulled the corner of Tang Ming's clothes and asked Tang Ming softly. Although she couldn't understand the words of these people, but the good intentions were still malicious, and he still distinguished, and the few people in front of him were obviously malicious and inaccurate.

Jessica, who was originally standing on the other side of Tang Ming, couldn't help hugging Tang Ming's arm tightly, her little hand pinched Tang Ming's wrist fiercely, and her pointed nails were almost embedded in the flesh.

"Hiss" A sharp pain came, Tang Ming couldn't help but gasp deeply, glared at Jessica next to him, and then patted Kim Taeyeon's joke on the back comfortingly, and said softly: "It's okay!" ”

Tang Ming turned his head slightly, glanced at the horizontal meat man in front of him, took a deep breath, and tried his best to calm his mood. Then, he looked at the waiter in front of the bar with resolute and resolute eyes, "Yes, I can't afford to eat a bowl of paella for 300 euros." Leave it to those who can afford it. Moreover, your service attitude is really terrible. Finally, I am a real Chinese, not a Portuguese as you would say. I've only been in Brazil for a while. With that, Tang Ming took Kim Taeyeon and Jessica's hands and prepared to walk out the door.

"Wait!" The waiter in front of the bar suddenly stopped Tang Ming.

"How?" Tang Ming's stylish sword eyebrows raised slightly, his sharp eyes stared at the service staff in front of him, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said to the waiter: "Do you need to pay for a seat even if you sit at your table here?" ”

"No, no, sir. That's not what I mean. Sir, are you really not Portuguese? The waiter gently raised his head, looked at Tang Ming in front of him, and asked cautiously. It's long gone that I didn't have the swaggering posture just now.

"What? Do you think I'm the kind of person who misbelieves my ancestors? If you are a fake Chinese, if you don't believe it, I still have passports for you to check. Tang Ming's face was straight, and he raised his head slightly, slightly proud, the motherland was his pride.

"Alas, my brother misunderstood! Misunderstanding! It was our mistake that 3 paella 6 euros was enough. Otherwise, I'll give you free food at my own discretion for the three of you. What do you think? Don't be angry! The waiter's expression changed suddenly, and he said with a smile to your Tang Ming.

"yes, yes. This brother, we are all wrong, don't you mind! We are all misunderstood! The diners next to him also apologized respectfully to Tang Ming and said, especially the horizontal meat man, the fat on his face was completely crowded together because of his smile, as disgusting as he wanted, as disgusting as he wanted.

Tang Ming looked at the huge contrast in front of him, and he didn't react a little, the plot turned too fast like a tornado. He hadn't found the reason why he had changed the plot, whether it was because he was shocked by the great declaration he had just made, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden. Obviously impossible.

"What does that mean?" Tang Ming still didn't react, grabbed the short hair on his head in confusion, and then opened his mouth to ask the people around him.

"We thought you were Portuguese just now, we were born to sarcastically mock you, and now that we know that you are not Portuguese, then there is nothing to do." The waiter took a rag and wiped the table in front of Tang Ming vigorously, trying to make it clean, then he smiled and motioned for Tang Ming to sit down. It's like a follower.

"What the hell is going on? Can you tell me why? Tang Ming was a little crazy, and he still didn't know the reason for it enough. Even Jessica and Jin Tai next to them were dumbfounded, they hadn't seen the face change in the Sichuan drama. But think about how quickly these people change their faces, no less than the changes in Sichuan opera.

"Because you're not Portuguese." The waiter, along with the nearby diners, said to Tang Ming in unison.

"Oh~" Tang Ming suddenly realized, why didn't he think of this layer? They've all prompted it so many times, but they just haven't understood it.

"Is the hatred between Portugal and Spain really so deep?" Tang Ming asked softly.

"Sir, our relationship between Spain and Portugal is like your relationship between China and Japan. You tell me? A man in a crisp suit and gold-rimmed glasses gently lifted the glasses on the bridge of his nose and whispered.

"Yes!" Tang Ming nodded his head slightly. (To be continued.) )