If this Chinese restaurant can be opened in a high-end place like Harrods, it must be capable.
Just the whole facade decoration gives people a very foreign-style feeling.
Even the name of the store is in English, and even the menu recipes posted at the gate only have English annotations.
"You can get authentic Chinese food in a place like this," Yang Huan doubted.
Everything in Wangjiangge is in Chinese, all tableware is imported from China, and the chefs and waiters are all Chinese or overseas Chinese.
At the very least, they must speak fluent Chinese.
In Yang Huan's view, these are the minimum.
Just like when you go to a French restaurant to eat in China, it is the same reason why people like to use French.
You just have to show this kind of behavior "Don't always think that your own food is the best.
Maybe someone else's food is really delicious."
Zhang Ning rolled her eyes at him with a charming look, but held his hand and walked in.
“Welcome, may I ask who is there?”
"Three of you, thank you."
Zhang Ning did not forget Long Wu who was following behind him.
The three of them found a remote seat by the window and sat down.
The waiter came over quickly and said, "Hello, you three, what would you like to eat?"
Zhang Ning looked at Yang Huan.
She always followed Yang Huan's wishes when she went out.
Who makes this young master the most difficult to serve?
"Whatever you want, order some of the common dishes like shark's fin, abalone, bird's nest, etc., and some of your specialties, hurry up, I'm starving."
Yang Huan ordered casually.
Zhang Ning's head is full of black lines, this is the style of the young master.
Logically speaking, this young master Huan was born with a golden key in his mouth, so he should have gotten tired of expensive dishes such as abalone and shark's fin.
When the waiter heard this, he immediately knew that a rich man was here, and he seemed to be Chinese, maybe visiting London.
These days, Chinese people visiting London spend a lot of money.
"Okay, I'll be here right away."
The waiter nodded immediately upon hearing this.
At this time, a guest also came to the next table.
He was a European, with white hair.
He looked a bit old, but his face was very rosy and his body was slightly fat.
His clothes were very ordinary, just a white shirt and jeans that had been washed many times. .
"Waiter, take your order."
As soon as the man sat down, he immediately raised his hand and called.
"Here we go."
The waiter turned around and came to the man, "Hello, old gentleman, what would you like to eat?"
"You are a Chinese restaurant, do you cook Chinese food?"
the person asked.
"Yes, as long as it is the materials we have in the store, you can order whatever you want."
The white-haired old man hummed without looking at the menu, "Then give me an egg fried rice, then a braised tofu and twice-cooked pork, and finally stir-fry vegetables, and the soup will be tomato and egg drop soup."
After the old man finished ordering his meal, he looked at the dumbfounded waiter and said, "Well, that's all for now.
You hurry up and do it."
Yang Huan listened happily and came to a high-end restaurant to order this ordinary fast food.
A bit interesting Sure enough, when the waiter heard this, he lost his temper and said, "I'm sorry, old sir, it's meal time now and we are busy.
I'm afraid the kitchen doesn't have time to make these simple dishes for you.
Why don't you order something else or something else?"
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, go out and turn left, there is a small Chinese restaurant.”
It felt like I was despising him.
This is Harrods, a high-end place.
When you come here, you have to be like the young man behind you and order abalone, shark's fin, etc.
These are low-end goods.
We don't have them here, and even if we have them, we won't sell them.
Isn't it a part of it?
"No."
The white-haired old man was a little dissatisfied.
"Didn't you tell me just now that you can order any Chinese food?
Moreover, these are the most common ingredients I ordered.
Your store doesn't have them."
The waiter was also a little angry.
He dared to come to a high-end restaurant in such ordinary clothes, but he ordered such low-end dishes.
Isn't this just a slap in the face?
"I'm sorry, sir, the dishes you ordered are too ordinary.
We are a high-end restaurant and we don't make such dishes."
"What do you mean that high-end restaurants don't cook these kinds of dishes?"
The white-haired old man heard this and felt angry.
"Explain to me clearly why these dishes can't be made.
I really must eat at your place today."
"You" the waiter has never seen such a shameless person.
They say they won’t cook such ordinary dishes anymore, but I still don’t understand.
Yang Huan and Zhang Ning sat at the next table and saw and heard the whole story.
"This man seems to be a connoisseur of gourmet food.
The dishes he orders are all the most ordinary ones, but the most ordinary ones are often the ones that show the best chef skills."
Zhang Ning was a little curious about this white-haired old man.
She felt that, at the very least, he was a stubborn person who fought hard for good food.
Yang Huan thought it was nothing, it was just a dispute.
When eating, if there are people arguing next to you, it is better to be lively and lively.
"I tell you, I really must have an egg fried rice here today, otherwise I won't give up."
The two quarreled for a long time, attracting the attention of everyone in the restaurant, and the white-haired old man seemed to be angered and said harsh words.
"Hey, why don't you just give up?
What are you going to do to destroy my store?"
At this time, a group of people walked out from behind.
The leader was a young man in his twenties, followed by a group of people in black suits.
They looked very fierce, as if they had stepped out of the Matrix.
"It's him."
Yang Huan has a good memory and recognized him at a glance.
Isn't he the rich second generation I met when I first came to Harrods?
This is his shop Started running a Chinese restaurant Damn it, my colleagues are enemies, and I plan to find an opportunity to open a branch in London.
Are you trying to steal my business?
"What do you want to do?"
The white-haired old man also panicked when he saw the opponent's battle.
Counting, there are seven or eight Matrix behind the young man, and most people would be afraid of that momentum.
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"What are you doing?"
The young man came over and didn't look at the white-haired old man.
"I don't plan to do anything.
I just want to see if you don't let me go.
I won't do your business.
What's the matter?"
As he spoke, he waved, and a bodyguard immediately brought a box of cigars behind him.
He opened it and took out a cigar as thick as a finger.
After cutting a section, he lit it with a lighter.
The whole process was very grand.
When everyone in the restaurant saw his fierce look, no one dared to say anything.
The white-haired old man also shriveled up and was outnumbered.
"Okay, I'm in trouble."
After saying that, he was about to leave.
"Wait a minute."
The young man raised his hand and called to him.
Immediately, a Matrix stood in front of the white-haired old man, blocking his way out.
"You really think you can leave if you want to" The white-haired old man was also a little panicked, "Then what do you want?"
"Apologise" the young man pointed at the waiter in his restaurant with the finger holding the cigar.
The white-haired old man's face turned red with anger and he was breathing heavily.
He was old and had never experienced such humiliation.
"Hurry up and apologize, or I will let you lie down and go out."
The young man slapped the table hard, and suddenly the dishes, knives and forks on it made a noise.
Everyone in the restaurant was startled by the sudden movement.
Everyone looked here with fear.
Some of them recognized him.
This was the famous rich second generation in London, John Hunter.
Yang Huan is finally convinced that there are arrogant and domineering rich second generations everywhere.
But what he is most uncomfortable with is that someone is even more arrogant than him in front of him.
It's too much.
It doesn't give me any face at all.
"Hey, who are you scaring?"
Yang Huan finally couldn't help but speak out.
John Hunter didn't notice Yang Huan and the other three people in the corner just now.
When he heard someone making a sound while he was showing off his power, he immediately became angry and said, "Damn it, why are you trying to scare you?
It's you."
As soon as he turned around and saw Yang Huan, Zhang Ning and Long Wu, John Hunter was immediately shocked and his face turned pale.
It can only be said that what happened in Haros last time left a deep impression on him.
Especially the young kung fu boy who was sitting aside playing mobile games and looked very harmless.
His carefully selected bodyguards were thrown out one by one.
He will never forget that scene in his life.
It completely left a serious mark on him. psychological shadow.
"Yes, it's me."
Yang Huan then raised his head to look at him, smiling so much that his mouth was full of white teeth.
But this expression made John Hunter feel creepy.
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"I still remember that you told me to be careful, and I was already very careful.
I didn't expect to meet you anyway."
Yang Huan stood up with a smile and pointed at the rich second-generation British man with a fearful look on his face, "You are really It’s so unlucky that I didn’t burn any incense when I went out today?”
John Hunter had no idea what burning incense meant, but it sounded scary.
"I witnessed the whole thing.
I saw your waiter blatantly discriminated against this old man.
Also, your waiter's attitude was quite bad.
Even I, a bystander, couldn't see it.
It was so outrageous.
We I must go to the Consumers Association to sue you until you close your doors.”
When Yang Huan was talking, the white-haired old man kept nodding his head with gratitude on his face.
He felt that the injustice was finally overturned and someone was willing to stand up and speak out.
"Finally, I have to say that as a Chinese restaurant, it can't even make home-cooked dishes like egg fried rice, which even my mistress can cook.
It's so embarrassing.
Don't call it a Chinese restaurant.
It's a disgrace to us Chinese people."
Zhang Ning listened on the sidelines, her face flushed, and she glared at him angrily.
What does it mean that even I can do it?
My cooking skills are very good, okay?
It’s just that you didn’t get a chance to taste it.
"The three major crimes can be tolerated by my aunt but not by my uncle.
You decide for yourself what to do."
After saying that, Yang Huan sat down and made his attitude clear.
If you don't satisfy me today, you will suffer.
John Hunter stood there, not daring to leave, and not knowing how to deal with it.
The bodyguards behind him had all seen the power of Long Wu, and no one dared to get close.
The waitress was standing there, completely confused about the situation. .
How come Master John, who usually looks so fierce and fierce, looks like a mouse seeing a cat when he sees this person?
The white-haired old man quickly saw the clues and immediately walked to Long Wu's side, smiling and saying, "Sir, do you mind if I share the table?"
"You don't mind, just sit down."
Yang Huan didn't take it to heart.
When John Hunter saw this scene, he also knew that this matter could not be solved.
He also knew that he could not afford to offend this Chinese.
Who would let him have experts around him?
"Okay, I admit defeat."
John Hunter said dejectedly.
Yang Huan shook his head, "I didn't hear clearly."
"I said, I was wrong and I am willing to apologize."
"Well, that's not a bad attitude."
Yang Huan nodded, "Since it's an apology, I must say sorry first."
"You" John Hunter was immediately angry.
He has never said sorry to anyone in his life.
"I refuse to say anything."
Yang Huan glanced at him.
Long Wu put down his cell phone, clenched his fists with both hands, and made a snapping sound with his joints.
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John Hunter was shocked.
If he was thrown out again, he would be really disgraced.
As a last resort, the situation is stronger than the person, so I can only bow my head.
"sorry" Yang Huan hummed and pointed at the old man opposite, "Where is he?"
John Hunter wanted to punch the Chinese man in front of him to death, but he didn't have the ability.
Gritting his teeth, he turned to the white-haired old man and said harshly: "I'm sorry."
"It's okay, it's okay, you don't need to apologize to me."
The white-haired old man waved his hands with a smile, feeling a headache in his heart.
Damn you, you didn't show off just now and you threatened me Now you have to apologize to me like crazy "It seems that this old gentleman feels that your apology is not sincere enough and would like to be more sincere."
John Hunter has never been humiliated like this since he was born, but he has no choice but to make himself right.
I can only grit my teeth again, lower my head, and say, "I'm sorry."
The white-haired old man looked at Yang Huan this time, then at the rich second generation who bowed his head, and replied with a wry smile, "It doesn't matter."
After hearing this, John Hunter was relieved and turned around to leave.
"Hey, since it's an apology, then you can treat me as an apology by treating me to a meal today."
Hearing Yang Huan shouting from behind, he didn't dare to look back.
Compared with apologizing in front of everyone, a meal is a big deal
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