Pull people to the empty seat by the window and call the waiter.

"Bring up all your signature dishes, and come again... Hey, what is this cat coffee and is it delicious? ”

Master Luo flipped through the menu on the table, and his eyes fell on a handmade cat poop coffee, a little curious.

The waiter politely replied: "This depends on personal preference, some people think cat poop coffee is delicious, and some may not be able to stand the smell, especially the pure hand-ground cat poop coffee, which has a stronger taste." ”

Master Luo nodded and looked at the person opposite: "Brother Yan, have you ever drunk it?" ”

"Nope." Jin Yanzhi replied, his face was pale, but there was intoxicating warmth in his eyes, which made his whole person look extremely soft.

Master Luo pointed his finger on the cat coffee, thought about it, and looked up at the waiter: "Then let's have a cup first, and then come back if you drink well." ”

"Aren't the guests thinking about it?" The waiter couldn't help but confirm, "The quality of cat poop coffee is high-end and the quantity is small, so the price is relatively expensive." ”

In fact, customers who have not tried the coffee on the market that is not too real cat poop are not very recommended.

Because the taste is really picky, and the price is really expensive.

Master Luo waved his hand indifferently: "It's okay, I don't think it's expensive, let's have a drink first." ”

'Snort. ’

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a small sneer from behind, only the delicate green rattan fence separated the position, which seemed very abrupt in this small space.

Master Luo's hand flipping through the menu paused, ready to continue flipping, to see if there was anything unusual, and plausible words sounded behind him.

"You see how atmospheric people are, saying that cat poop coffee is not expensive, and only one cup is needed."

Master Luo narrowed his eyes and spit out his hand, this is sarcastic She said that it is not expensive and fake, otherwise how can she just have a cup, in other words, it is to mock her for pretending to be rich, right?

She seems to have encountered this situation quite a few times.

Does she really often give others a feeling of being poor?

But it doesn't seem to be.,The clothes you wear should know that they're very expensive from the material.,Can't see the same.,It must be private.,Isn't there a lot of people in this world who like to look at people from the outside?

So why does she still make people feel poor?

Master Luo doesn't know, although everyone knows about this private decision, not everyone can contact it at the first time, and you can see at a glance who your private decision is from.

In addition, there are many small and mid-range private stores, and the designer is not well-known and may be a little technical.

The clothes are also OK, and the style of the material and so on are K, which attracts some petty bourgeois families.

But this kind of private determination is completely two different concepts, so even if it looks like it, as long as you can't tell which master it is, you won't take it seriously.

And just now she acted like she knew about cat coffee for the first time, which made people feel that if she was rich, how could she not know this, and how could she not have drunk it.

For various reasons, it makes people think that she is pretending to be rich.

Of course, perhaps the most important thing is jealousy.

She is too dazzling, and the man who accompanies her is like a dragon among people, and for women, pantothenic acid is inevitable.

Master Luo propped his head on his hand and said meaningfully, "Do you smell some sourness?" ”

The waiter standing next to him subconsciously peeked at the person next to him, with an embarrassed expression.

Jin Yanzhi glanced at Xiao Zuojing's back, took out his mobile phone, and sent a message to Amber.

Xiao Zuo is in a bad mood, let the person who provoked her disappear in place.

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Amber:???

After crossing over, I became a national goddess Latest Chapter 664 It's bad to provoke Xiaozuo, let the person who provokes her disappear in place.