Return of the Soldier King

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"Yes, yes!"

Yuan Chenqi's stomach twitched and looked at the waitress squinted: "Just follow the order just for the best, airlifted from France! Rest assured, I'm not bad!"

Yuan Chen's eyes were pitiful. He hoped that Ye Fei wouldn't have any of the dishes he ordered, so he could save some money, otherwise the table dishes would make him bleed.

As Yuanchen, eating this high-end western food is not expensive. If he had a meal with Murong alone and fell in love, he wouldn't be distressed no matter how much money he had. Anyway, he had money at home. The problem is that Murong's boyfriend is eating now. It seems to be a super foodie. Yuan Chen's heart is just like a Japanese dog. It's so special.

The waitresses smiled into flowers on their faces, and these high-end dishes, they all have a certain commission, and immediately said with a smile: "You can rest assured that our Maxim is the best western restaurant in Shanghai, do n’t We have some of the restaurants, and we do not have the other restaurants. By the way, after the dishes are ordered, what drinks do you want?

"I'm **** your mother!"

Yuan Chen could n’t wait to dig out the eighteen generations of the waitress ’s ancestors from the graveyard, whip the corpse fiercely, otherwise he would have slapped his face to the face with a slap. Waiter, haven't you read Zhao Benshan's sketches? Lao Tzu said that he did n’t want to lose money, even if he did n’t understand it, he asked if he wanted to drink or not. Which pot really does n’t open, which water, wine, grandma! "

No matter how Yuanchen turned the river in his heart, he scolded the waitress for a **** head. In front of Murong, he still had to maintain his proper demeanor, but the muscles on his face were twitching, and he laughed very falsely: "Yeah, Without wine, there is no banquet, so it is easy to have a meal with Officer Murong. Why do we have to open a bottle of red wine to celebrate and celebrate, let's just ... "

"Hey, what Mr. Yuan said is, let us open a bottle of 90-year-old Pomard!"

Ye Fei suddenly cut the conversation and said excitedly.

Pomard of 90!

Yuan Chen almost couldn't help lifting the table and leaving, and a bottle of red wine would cost tens of thousands, almost to fill the table full of dishes. This kid named Ye Fei was really a little bit, really poisonous! Too poisonous!

"Pommard in 1990! Well, we really have this bottle in our store!"

After the waitress next to her heard, a pair of bimodal trembling waves rippled on her laughing chest, and she almost fainted.

"me..."

Yuan Chenqi almost spit out blood, and looked at the waitress sideways with his head: "Okay, that's all. Let's go to the food. If it's slow, I will change places to eat!"

The waitress whispered well, and the United States walked away. After a while, a few dishes were served, and a bottle of red wine and three crystal goblets were taken by the way.

Yuan Chen's eyes lit up when he saw this wine. He looked at Ye Fei and thought, you look like a country boy, you don't know where you know this Pommard wine. You know it, but you must not Meeting product, finally let me catch the opportunity to make you ugly!

Yuan Chen pushed the bottle to Ye Fei, and said with a false smile: "Mr. Ye, this bottle is the 90-year-old Pommard you ordered. I believe you know this kind of wine. There are many fakes on the market. I This man is also awkward and unclear. Mr. Ye looks like an expert. Please taste it and see if it is genuine? "

Yuan Chen said that the high-sounding, holding Ye Fei was very high, in fact, it was killing, if Ye Fei could not say one, two, three, four, he would definitely be ridiculed by Yuan Chen, play by the topic, and let Murong Can't come to Taiwan yet.

"Of course, the wine I ordered is of course responsible! I will taste it first!"

Ye Fei posed like a master, gently tapped the crystal goblet. The waitress was about to open the red wine. At this time, a blond foreigner wearing a white chef's uniform came over and spoke in blunt Chinese. : "Let me personally serve these VIPs!"

"Ah, boss ..."

The waitress was taken aback and hurriedly introduced to Ye Fei: "This is the boss of Maxim, Mr. Robert."

"Three distinguished guests, I am Robert! I am the owner of this restaurant."

Robert is a premium chef from France. He opened this restaurant in Huhai City. Today, he is just studying new dishes in the back kitchen. He is addicted to drinking. He heard that someone ordered his treasured Pomard and knew it was a VIP. He came out to greet himself.

The three Ye Fei stood up and gave a few courtesies. Robert shook hands with Ye Fei and Yuan Chen, and Murong held out his hand. Robert bent down and kissed on the back of her hand: "Beautiful lady, very The honor to serve you! "

After speaking, Robert snapped his thumb into the depression at the bottom of the bottle. The index finger, middle finger, and ring finger rested on the side of the bottle. One hand raised the bottle, and the other opened the stopper.

The bright red wine was poured into the glass without half splashing. The aroma of the wine was not too strong, and the fragrance was faint. It seemed that all the flavors were locked into the crystal clear, ruby ​​blood like rubies. In the liquor.

Robert deserves to be a connoisseur, with no tremor in his hands, all three glasses of wine are poured very evenly, both at the height of two fingers, and the naked eye can't tell the difference at all.

"please!"

Robert's Chinese is not good, he only said one word, respectful and polite.

At this time, the guests at the other tables in the restaurant also looked at them, and their eyes fell on Ye Fei and Robert.

Yuan Chen was happy in his heart. He was worried that he didn't know much about red wine. What to do when he was blindfolded by Ye Feixin's mouth, he didn't expect to be an expert. These Ye Fei were over-installed, and they must be exposed later.

Murong was also a bit worried. His heart mentioned his throat. Ye Fei was a bodyguard after all. Can he know this kind of high-end wine?

And there are real experts next to me, I am afraid this time I will be ugly.

Ye Fei glanced at Murong, seeing her emotions, picked up the cup in front of her, raised it to the nose, and gently shook it. Suddenly, the cynicism in his eyes disappeared, replaced by intoxication and immersion.

He took a larger bite, lowered his head, inhaled gently, and made a slight sound of water in his mouth before lifting his head again and swallowing the liquor.

After a long while, the fascination on Ye Fei's face subsided, and he didn't rush to speak. Looking at Yuan Chen, who was staring at the anxiety, with a trace of ridicule: "Mr. Yuan, you pretend to be a high-class person, don't you try Does this wine taste? "

Seeing Ye Fei with a disdainful look, Yuan Chen took a sip, and was suddenly embarrassed. To be honest, he really couldn't tell, but he couldn't tell, Ye Fei couldn't tell, this guy must be thinking To kick the ball back, let me go ugly with him.

Therefore, Yuan Chen's eyes turned, revealing a humble and educated look, and said with a smile: "Yuan someone has a clumsy eye, please also ask Mr. Ye for advice!"

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