Chapter 153: The Seine Restaurant
The elegant music floated to his ears, Sikong Yao's footsteps stopped slightly, but his body and mind also relaxed. Pro, eye & fast, a large number of novels to read for free. The soft light shines through the glass window, and the romantic warm light full of decadent atmosphere makes Sikong Yao want to ask, "Mayor Ke, is this place?" β
Ke Yundan smiled lightly, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, as if he had traveled back to the days when he was studying abroad ten years ago, comfortable and loose, and the song by the Seine River had an intoxicating melody, as if all the frivolity of his youth was hidden in front of it.
After a long time, Ke Yundan then said: "This is a restaurant opened by an old man, let's go in and meet her." β
Sikong Yao just stopped and looked up, and then stared again, and saw a beautiful but not dazzling glyph simply outlined under the romantic light: Seine River Restaurant.
With Ke Yundan's steady steps, Sikong Yao and Sikong Lu stepped into the Seine restaurant together. It is worth mentioning that the lighting of the Seine restaurant is a standard warm colour palette, that is, from yellow to red and the color of the middle part.
Although the warm light is very warm, but the clever combination of several shades will not make people sleepy, the elegant singing melody reveals the unique romantic atmosphere of France, coupled with such soft lighting, it is willing to project on the effect of food can increase people's appetite.
Sikong Yao just glanced at it casually, and was already deeply attracted by the delicate desserts in the cupboard. In addition to this, the wallpaper of the Seine restaurant is also pale yellow, revealing an elegant pattern.
Coupled with the fuchsia high-end table and chair furniture, and a few avant-garde paintings hanging on the wall, there are too many warm colors in such an environment, and if you use colored light, it will feel a little dry. Therefore, there is a little bit of white light, so that after lighting the environment, the color of the wall and furniture will be reflected to cause a warm feeling.
"The light is the dΓ©cor of this Seine restaurant. You can see that the owner is an extremely romantic person, and the food must be excellent. I didn't expect to find such a stylish restaurant in this kind of food street. "Even Sikong Road, who often frequents various high-end restaurants, has a good opinion of the Seine restaurant.
Ke Yundan smiled: "The way of food." It's not about high and low, it's about what your heart wants. Own cuisine. β
Sikong Yao also nodded knowingly, the so-called food refers to those dishes that can make people feel satisfied and happy, whether it is a meal in a high-end restaurant or a street snack on the roadside, as long as it is delicious and delicious, it is enough. Updates are the fastest and most stable
However, what made Sikong Yao care was Ke Yundan's gaze that suddenly became hot. Then follow Ke Yundan's line of sight. A curvaceous blonde woman is pacing the restaurant.
The French unique blonde hair and blue eyes made Sikong Yao also intoxicated, the girl used a blue base of a cold shirt, plus a cool color tone with a harmonious colorless, black to avoid matching with camel and coffee coats, cleverly outlining her curves.
Ke Yundan said affectionately: "Chrissy, we meet again." β
Although Ke Yundan is usually kind and always docile, at this moment, Sikong Yao heard a deeper charm in his tone.
The beautiful woman in front of her walked gracefully, and her demeanor was intoxicating. The cold-toned outfit was faintly illuminated by the warm-colored lights, revealing a suffocating charm even more, and Sikong Yao also felt envious.
If Sikong Yao is a refreshing and bright strawberry. The beauty in her eyes must be a red apple ripe to the depths.
Chrissy paused on her feet, and her body stagnated like petrification for a moment, but after a while, she calmed down, turned around and exclaimed, "Yundan, is it you?" β
Ke Yundan smiled: "It's been ten years, and you're still so beautiful." β
Chrissy was speechless and choked for a long time before she slowly spoke. He really said angrily: "It's been ten years, and your mouth is still so sweet." But why don't you die. β
The Seine Restaurant is one of the few top French restaurants in Shenzhen. The noble and elegant environment, the soft French songs whispering in the ears, the faint lights and the light notes, are a romantic picture in themselves. Outside, you can feel the pleasant river breeze, and the restaurant is close to an art museum, which is rich in culture.
The light hit Sikong Yao's face, and his eyelids involuntarily wanted to close and fight, but it was really pleasant, and the only thing that supported people to persevere was the fragrance that kept coming.
Chrissy didn't communicate further with Ke Yundan, just casually beckoned the three of them to sit down, and then said unhappily: "What do you want to eat?" β
Although he asked this, he didn't seem to be asking the guest what he meant, but more like questioning the prisoner.
Ke Yundan didn't think so, and still smiled: "You know, French sandwiches." β
Chrissy glanced at Ke Yundan and said impatiently: "No! β
Sikong Yao looked at the sandwich in the cupboard and said in surprise: "But there is obviously a ...... there."
Chrissy became more and more impatient, and said slightly angrily: "I said no, just no!" β
Although her tone had become harsh, Chrissy's every move was still so graceful that it was impossible to lose her temper at all.
Ke Yundan smiled: "Since there is no one, it would be better, you can do some for us." β
Chrissy said again: "The materials are gone, you can invite him to another house." β
Ke Yundan seemed to have expected Chrissy's response, and opened a small box that he was carrying with him, and said, "All the materials you need are here." β
Kriya didn't want Ke Yundan to have this hand, his slender eyebrows lowered slightly, gritted his teeth with difficulty, and said, "Labor fee, one thousand francs." β
Sikong Yao's eyes widened, one franc was nearly 6.6 yuan, which was beyond the reach of even a three-star Michelin restaurant. Sikong Yao could also see that there was something wrong between Chrissy and Ke Yundan, but he didn't dare to say anything, so he had to muttered silently in his heart, hoping that nothing would happen that hurt the innocent.
Ke Yundan smiled: "No problem, and I need three more espresso." β
"Plus five hundred francs." Chrissy didn't mind another one.
Ke Yundan took out a wad of money and said, "Ten thousand yuan here, which is almost fifteen hundred francs." Ms. Chrissy, cook for me. β
Chrissy glanced at Ke Yundan, put the money away, and said, "I'm just cooking for the two of you beside you." β
Ke Yundan didn't have any displeasure with Chrissy's attitude, but said, "It's okay, I'm also satisfied to be able to see your cooking." β
Sikong Yao smacked his tongue secretly, it seems that the relationship between Chrissy and Ke Yundan is extraordinary. Looking at Ke Yundan's eyes looking at Chrissy with such a look, isn't it the old **?
With all sorts of conjectures, at last it came, a simple yet luxurious French sandwich with a stack of delicate bread and Gruyere cheese topped with prosciutto and egg yolk fried on one side only.
The soft toast is mixed with a savoury cheese, the salty aroma of prosciutto has an intoxicating color, and the one-sided omelette on top is like a sun, and the warm yolk shines brightly in the light.
Sikong Yao looked at the sandwich worth five hundred francs, but he couldn't do anything. It's the most expensive snack I've ever eaten.
Ke Yundan said: "Try Chrissy's craftsmanship, simple and atmospheric." β
Sikong Yao picked up the knife and fork with difficulty, and said embarrassedly: "Low-key and absolutely luxurious......"
The sandwich is cut with a knife, the golden egg yolk splashes onto the plate, and the cream flows out slowly, vividly resembling the scene of melting snow in early spring. Then the aroma is overflowing, and after the impact of rich layers of color vision, there is something unexpected: sage.
Sage neutralizes the umami of cheese and prosciutto, blending them with whipped cream.
Gently cut off a piece with a knife, and then slowly picked up the sandwich with a fork, just the moment of entrance, Sikong Yao seemed to be facing a barrenness, but it didn't matter, she was full of cream, there was no bell or whistle here, the music seemed to have stopped, but the simple food and high-quality materials sang loudly, although she had never been to France, she knew it, she felt it.
That romantic and luxurious style can not be dispersed for a long time as the taste of French sandwiches spreads among Sikong Yao's taste buds. This is the first time Sikong Yao has eaten a dish that can make people feel the atmosphere of authentic culture.
The romantic Seine restaurant, the French lady Chrissy's cuisine, the extravagant French sandwiches.
Looking at Sikong Yao's expression, Ke Yundan was already bright, and Chrissy's craftsmanship not only did not degrade with age, but became more and more perfect, and praised: "Chrissy, it seems that your craftsmanship has not regressed in the slightest." β
Chrissy scolded, "Since you've already seen it, you can get out right now, right?" β
Ke Yundan sighed and said helplessly: "Are you still so ruthless?" β
Chrissy glanced at Ke Yundan, as if it was an iceberg that had been condensed for ten years, and her ruthless and piercing words made Sikong Yao tremble.
"I don't have any feelings for you at all, so why should I be ruthless?"
Sikong Yao secretly spoke to herself, and became more and more convinced of her speculation, it seems that Chrissy and Ke Yundan must have been a good couple for a long time. It's just that I don't know why Ke Yundan deliberately brought her here to meet Chrissy.
Thinking like this, Sikong Yao could only gesture with a knife and fork at will, cut off a sandwich again, and suddenly realized that it was not the third person Ke Yundan was looking for, that is, Chrissy in front of him? (To be continued.)