Zhang Ruoshan looked at it in surprise, Cheng Qianxun shook his head slightly and sneered: "Sure enough! ”

Seeing the waiter looking at her, Cheng Qianxun turned to smile: "Trouble, I want chicken breast." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" The waiter immediately helped her cut it up.

When the chicken breast that was roasted on the outside and tender on the inside was served in front of him, Cheng Qianxun picked up the table knife that he brought together and gave it to Zhang Ruoshan: "You also try it?" ”

Zhang Ruoshan shook her head: "I'm not so sure." ”

"No, you can too." Cheng Qianxun said with certainty: "I was short-sighted, and I don't know where my glasses fell off, and now I don't need them at all." It's not for nothing to say that improving sensitivity and bounce power is not groundless, but if you don't believe it, you try. ”

Zhang Ruoshan looked suspiciously, timidly picked up the knife on her own plate, aimed at the roast chicken that had cut off a piece of breast meat, and threw it out after hesitation.

The "poof" knife was inserted into the body of the roast chicken.

Zhang Ruoshan's face suddenly showed surprise, and then immediately turned into surprise.

In fact, there is nothing to be happy about, maybe tomorrow will die. Increasing everyone's fitness and reflexes just makes the game more fun.

Think about the driver just now, his nerves are stronger than before, and he will still go crazy, how much stimulation he needs to be to become like that. The more you give, the more you often ask for, Cheng Qianxun lowered his head and continued to eat.

"I don't want to eat these!" There was a commotion next to them, and the two of them looked sideways at the same time.

It was the man who was furious, he was obviously in a bad mood, and he was angry at the waiter: "I'm not used to these foreign things, I want to eat Chinese food." ”

Don't make a fuss, okay, this is the Western Underworld, it's not bad to lie at the bottom and wait for the soul to corrupt into ashes, what else to eat.

"Don't do that!" The woman couldn't look at it either, and muttered softly.

"Chinese food, Chinese food, Chinese food..." The head is so excited that you can imagine that if it still has a body, it will definitely jump and jump.

"Chinese food?" The man holding the scepter exaggeratedly held his cheek with his blood-red nail polished hand and pondered, then bent down again in front of him and saluted: "Yes, my most honored guest, your wish is a command!" ”

When he straightened up, the lights of the entire glorious banquet hall immediately went out, and it was dark. When the surroundings lit up again, everything changed.

Cheng Qianxun and Zhang Ruoshan sat in their chairs, looking at everything around them in almost surprise.

The original gold and white tone changed to bright red, and the European court became a Chinese court. There are large pillars of red lacquer standing around the dragon, and palace lamps are hung on the carved hollow beams. The foie gras and roast turkey on the table have also been transformed into shark fin abalone, Buddha jumping over the wall, and roast suckling pig. The original ice cream cakes have also been transformed into steamed buns, steamed dumplings, and mala cakes.

Even the attendants wore dark blue eunuch costumes, and the maids wore Qing court maid costumes.

The man with the scepter was dressed in the garb of a chief eunuch, and the scepter became a dust. It's just that foreigners are dressed like this, which is indescribably weird.

The "manager" just wanted to raise his hand and salute again, but immediately realized that it was time to change his style. Immediately knelt down on one leg, pinched his throat and said, "The slave has asked for peace to the masters!" ”

So the "palace maids" around him put their hands aside and squatted on their knees, and the "eunuchs" knelt down and saluted: "The little ones are greeting the masters." ”

"Poof, ahem, ahem... Zhang Ruoshan didn't endure it, a piece of foie gras that had not yet been swallowed, and some scraps were sprayed into the trachea.

"Oops, no!" I really convinced these people and learned what is what. The manager pinched his throat and shouted delicately: "The master is choked, and he still doesn't bring the best Longjing tea." ”

Looking at the palace maids and eunuchs with high noses and deep eye sockets, some of them quickly brought tea, and there was a light pat on their backs, and they felt like they were walking out of the place for a while.

The man froze, as if he couldn't believe his eyes. In the blink of an eye, the lights can turn European style into Chinese style.

"Oops, choke me!" Zhang Ruoshan finally coughed up all the scum, panted, picked up the red tablecloth and wiped the tears that coughed up. I didn't feel right when I wiped it, pinched the napkin and looked at it, and was stunned after seeing it clearly: "Silk? ”

Cheng Qianxun took the napkin next to the replaced multicolored enamel gilt porcelain plate, and knew with his fingers that the brightness and color were definitely not synthetic. It's too extravagant to use silk as a napkin!

The manager made another thousand calls and said respectfully: "Please all the masters to eat!" ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, please eat!" Hula and bow all around, all of them have a very kind attitude, and they are still served by foreigners.

It's a complete mess, and I really don't know if it's hell or heaven here.

Whether it's Chinese or French, don't pick it anyway. After a full meal, Cheng Qianxun leaned on the back of the carved mahogany chair, as if all this was a dream, a nightmare in the front, and a sweet dream in the back.

The family on the other side is also full of food, and one more bite may be stuffed from the throat to the mouth. Or that the two adults are full, and their heads can only look at it.

Seeing that everyone was almost there, the manager smiled and habitually knocked on the ground with the dust, and felt that the length was not right, so he could only put the long white hair of the dust on his arm, and pinched the handle with the other hand: "Do you need to enter the room?" There are many more for the masters to solve their worries, for example, it is too lonely to lie alone at night, if there is someone who can accompany you, warm the bed, talk, even... Hehe, it's all right! ”

After saying that, he clapped his hands, and the light dimmed again. When the lights came on, all the tables full of delicious delicacies disappeared, and three rows of beautiful women appeared in the middle of the clearing. The yellow people sitting on the ground in the front row, the white people squatting in the second row, and the black people standing in the back, all wearing bikinis made of few materials, all with beautiful smiles on their faces, all looked at the stunned men. It seems that this short bun is the richest local tyrant in the world!

Of course, the yellow-faced woman beside her was not happy, her eyes widened, and she hit it with her elbow, and the Hedong lion roared: "What do you see?" Maybe it's all goblins, be careful that they pull out your skin, drink blood, and gnaw your bones at night! ”

"Yes, yes!" The man flattered his wife perfunctorily, his eyes still looking there, and swallowed his saliva. Maybe I thought to myself, even if these are really ghosts and goblins, I am willing to die in their arms.

The manager laughed, and his face was full of white powder, and he smiled like a flower: "Oh, forgive me for being stupid, this time the master is a woman. That's how it should be! ”

He clapped his hands, and immediately the lights dimmed and brightened.

Sky! Cheng Qianxun covered his forehead and smiled bitterly, the same three rows of people, yellow, white and black, but this time the beauties became bodybuilders, smiling healthily at them one by one, and half of them were doing bodybuilding movements, constantly showing them large and strong muscles with sharp edges.

"I don't like too much meat!" The manager probably got it wrong, and with a clap of his hands, three rows of men appeared in front of the three rows, and this time there were all kinds of styles.

There are Shota, there are butter-smeared candy types, American Beatles in the seventies, medieval knights, vampires... Even in the Wei and Jin dynasties, the clothes were fluttering, and the most unbearable ones were actually top-level shemale types.