Chapter Seventy-Eight: Waste

After confirming that the two of them were not here to eat the Overlord meal, the restaurant manager waved his hand and informed the kitchen that it was time to start preparing the dishes.

"Rich people are weird nowadays, what if people just like desserts? What if someone else has friends coming later? The restaurant manager said to the waiter seriously, "In our business, you have to be calm, no matter how unexpected the guests' actions are, we must also face them with the most indifferent attitude, we have seen the world, understand?" ”

The waiter nodded again and again, and walked into the private room with the dessert from the kitchen: "Two, the dessert has arrived." ”

Shen Jinchu took a small fork and couldn't wait to fork up a piece of mahjong-sized cake, and put it in his mouth with a "ahhhhh

The sweet aroma of the cream instantly filled his entire mouth, and Shen Jinchu couldn't wait to pick up the next piece and eat it, relieving the hunger in his stomach.

Ten minutes later, the first batch of dishes was finally served: "Hello, Caesar salad, avocado tartar, lemon shrimp...... Please use slowly. ”

Jiang Yu picked up what he liked and ate two bites, and the rest went into Shen Jinchu's stomach, and the girl cushioned her stomach, and she was not in a hurry at the moment, but carefully enjoyed the food on the table.

"How does it feel?" Jiang Yu took a sip of red wine and asked, "This is the most profitable restaurant under the Fang Clan, and it has a high praise rate. ”

"It's okay," Shen Jinchu smacked his lips and swallowed the last bite of the salad, "It's not as delicious as the chefs and uncles at home." ”

Jiang Yu chuckled, playing with the delicately shaped white jade porcelain cup in his hand.

When the waiter delivered the second batch of dishes, he saw five or six empty plates on the table, and the expression on his face was quite calm: "The soup and side dishes are here, oxtail consommΓ©, French red wine stewed chicken, Australian herb fish fillet, salmon sushi...... Slow to use. ”

This time, the dishes were much more realistic, and Jiang Yu ate a few bites of chicken and fish, and then put down the knife and fork without interest.

The chicken is a little older, the fish is overseasoned, the original flavor of the ingredients is completely masked, and the soup is even more outrageous, and the taste is simply abusing your taste buds...... The cooks invited by the Fang family are really getting more and more perfunctory.

"This one is not fresh enough, this one is old, and this one has a heavy taste," this time without Jiang asking questions, Shen Jinchu's fingers tapped a few times on various dishes, and sighed melancholy by the way, "What a waste of ingredients." ”

Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows: "I thought you liked to eat everything." ”

"Of course everything is delicious when you're hungry," Shen Jinchu shook his little head and said, "But now I can eat enough every day, so I care about the taste." ”

If you eat everything, wouldn't it be no different from a rice bucket?

Although the taste of this dish is average, Shen Jinchu adheres to the principle of not wasting it, and still eats it all, and the third batch of dishes came quickly, and the waiter pushed the dining cart in: "American-style sirloin steak, pan-fried Canadian cod with garlic butter sauce, cheese baked macaroni, foie gras...... Hey? ”

He stared at the seven or eight plates in a daze, a little unable to believe his eyes.

Those dishes have only been served for ten minutes, right? Just eaten it up? Nothing left?

"You use it slowly, slowly......" he put away the empty plate and hurried out of the private room.

"What's wrong?" The colleague looked at him with a solemn look and asked, "Is the guest embarrassed you?" ”