Chapter Ninety-Four: The Western Restaurant

Master Miao then remembered that the two of them had been here for three or four hours, and they hadn't eaten, so he smiled bitterly and said, "It's all my fault, it's all my fault, so that you guys are busy and haven't even eaten a meal." ”

Master Miao turned his head slightly and looked at Cuihong: "Cuihong, you go to the kitchen and tell Lao Feng that there are distinguished guests at home today, make a few more good dishes." ”

Cui Hong peeked at Wan Shuzi, and said to Master Miao with some carelessness: "Master, there is something in Lao Feng's family today, and I reported it to you in the morning." ”

Master Miao remembered that Lao Feng had indeed told him in the morning. But Master Miao, the craftsman of Cuihong, also knows that if he can eat it, he can eat it, but if it is used to entertain people, it is really a bit out of his hands.

Wan Shuzi saw that Master Miao had a difficult face, and chuckled: "Old Miao, let's just eat some homely food, and it just so happens that I will also taste the craftsmanship of the Cuihong girl." ”

When Master Miao heard this, he waved his hand and refused repeatedly: "Sir, this is not good." Mr. has done so many things for his little girl, if my old Miao doesn't even care about a good meal, then what will I become! ”

Speaking of this, Master Miao paused, as if he remembered something, and his face was a little sad. Wan Shuzi saw that Master Miao's face was different, and hurriedly asked, "Old Miao, what's wrong with you, it doesn't matter!" ”

was interrupted by Wan Shuzi like this, Master Miao woke up again in his contemplation, and smiled bitterly: "Let Mr. see it and smile, I thought of the little girl again just now." ”

Seeing this, Wan Shuzi comforted him with two more sentences. After a while, Master Miao seemed to be better, and looked at Wan Shuzi and Ma Lin: "Since we can't eat at home, then let's go out to eat." It just so happens that I haven't eaten Western food for a long time, so we happened to eat at the favorite Western restaurant before the little girl. ”

As soon as he said go, Master Miao whispered a few words of cuihong, then took Wan Shuzi and Ma Lin to the door, called three rickshaws, reported the name of the place, and the rickshaw swayed and pulled the three of them to the restaurant.

To be honest, Ma Lin from the village has really never eaten Western food. Let's not talk about my own village, even Gaolifang Town does not have a Western restaurant.

More than ten minutes later, Ma Lin and the three got off the rickshaw. Ma Lin looked at the door of the restaurant a little crampedly, and saw two waiters wearing gray vests and black pants standing at the door of the restaurant. There was a big signboard hanging at the door, with some English drawn on it, which Ma Lin didn't recognize. But the row of Chinese characters Ma Lin below is still known, and it is "Henry's Western Restaurant".

Master Miao got out of the car and seemed to be reminiscing. After a while, he took a deep breath and led the two to the door. As soon as the two waiters saw a guest, they immediately bowed and saluted, and shouted in unison, "Welcome." "Even the amplitude of the bow is exactly the same.

At this time, a waiter behind the door also noticed the visitor, this waiter seemed to be very familiar with Master Miao, walked out with a reserved face, and said politely: "Master Miao is a rare guest, Master Miao, please." ”

Master Miao nodded in a trance, reflexively took out a piece of bright ocean from the purse on his waist, and stuffed it directly into the waiter's hand.

The waiter smiled reservedly, didn't even shirk it, and put it directly into his pocket, which was very natural.

The waiter was rewarded, but his face did not change, he still smiled reservedly, turned around and pushed open the glass door one by one, and led the way in front with steps of almost the same length.

Ma Lin and the three of them followed the waiter, all the way to the second floor and sat down by the window. Through the glass windows, you can see the endless flow of people and a variety of goods on the street.

Touching the obviously expensive tablecloth and looking at the murals with different styles, Ma Lin was in a trance for a moment. If you stay in the Sanshan Dojo for the rest of your life, will you never see this kind of grand scene?

Ma Lin's eyes stayed out of the window, looking at the flow of people on the street and the goods on the street. said secretly: "Maybe my life will be different from the moment I saw Wan Shuzi!" ”

After a while, another waiter in a black vest came up with a large cookbook. Master Miao naturally pushed the recipe in front of Wan Shuzi and the two of them, and said politely: "You two can order casually, you don't need to save me." ”

Wan Shuzi was not polite, and looked at it directly. For a long time, Wan Shuzi didn't see Ma Lin's movement. Wan Shuzi turned his head slightly and saw Ma Lin in a daze. Wan Shuzi shook his head and smiled, and gently pushed Ma Lin: "Senior nephew, what's wrong with you!" ”

Ma Lin was excited, and then he came back to his senses. But he found that Wan Shuzi and Master Miao were looking at him in surprise, Ma Lin smiled with a slightly red face, and said in a loud voice: "It's okay, it's okay!" ”

In order to hide his embarrassment, Ma Lin hurriedly cast his eyes on the recipe in Wan Shuzi's hand. At this glance, he suddenly frowned slightly:

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The string of incomprehensible characters on the recipe made Ma Lin's head big for a while.

And Wan Shuzi didn't know what the purpose was, so he pushed the recipe in front of Ma Lin very neatly, and said very arrogantly: "Ma Lin, you have some, don't save money for Lao Miao, this guy is a rich man." ”

At this time, Master Miao seemed to get rid of the grief that his daughter had just left, and laughed: "Sir, you can't read foreign language, so you deliberately pushed it to your nephew!" ”

Wan Shuzi's face was a little embarrassed, he coughed dryly, and quickly pretended to cover his beard.

Seeing this, Master Miao laughed again, tapped the table with one hand, turned his head and ordered the waiter: "Three cups of coffee, all half sugar." Grab some tarts for dessert and three servings of seven-ripe steaks! ”

The waiter recorded it carefully, and when Master Miao finished speaking, the waiter repeated it again, and only after making sure that he was not mistaken, did he turn around.

Five or six minutes later, the waiter came up with three cups of steaming black liquid. Master Miao didn't watch Wan Shuzi and the two make a fool of themselves this time, so he directly picked up a cup, stirred it with a small narrow strip, and drank it slowly.

Wan Shuzi and the two saw that Master Miao was drunk, glanced at each other, and drank it in a decent way.

As soon as the coffee is in the mouth, it has a faint bitter taste, like some kind of bitter medicine soup.

Ma Lin just wanted to vomit it, and then remembered that Master Miao would definitely not take the medicinal soup for himself to drink, and tasted it carefully, but he didn't expect that the bitter taste gradually dissipated, and what followed was a faint sweetness.

Ma Lin drank the coffee in a few sips, and when he saw Wan Shuzi as if he was being tortured, he frowned and poured down the whole cup of coffee, raised his neck, and turned his throat up and down several times before putting down the cup with relief. Unconsciously, Ma Lin had a faint smile on his face, this kind of life is really interesting.

As for the egg tart and steak that came up in the back, the egg tart was sweet and greasy, and the steak had no taste. In the end, Ma Lin only liked the cup of coffee, and as for the rest, it was just ordinary.