When the waiters filed in and brought various dishes to Tang Xiaoman, she felt herself stunned.
She firmly believed that the orderer just now must have completely understood and implemented Zhang Yichen's instructions.
Zhang Yichen looked at the large and small plates that could barely fit on the table and smiled proudly at Mu Yunbai.
"Come on, come on, let's eat."
Zhang Yichen greeted enthusiastically.
"Wait a minute, let me take a picture first."
Mu Yunbai suddenly stopped him, then took out a mobile phone from his pocket and pretended to take pictures of the food on the table.
Others didn't know what Mu Yunbai was planning, but Tang Xiaoman knew it all.
Just when Mu Yunbai took out his cell phone, she saw him hinting to Xiao Ga, who had been waiting with salivation for a long time, to act quickly.
The little coffee lived up to his expectations and stood up immediately, taking in the delicious food on the table.
In just a moment, white smoke steamed from the entire table, almost losing Tang Xiaoman's eyes.
Afraid that Zhang Yichen would notice something strange, she cautiously inquired: "I'm afraid this table of dishes will cost a lot of money."
"Probably, I don't know too well."
Zhang Yichen waved his hand pretending to be cool, "You know, I've never been sensitive to prices or anything like that."
After hearing what he said, Mu Yunbai just smiled and continued to pretend to take pictures with his cell phone, which made Zhang Yichen a little unhappy.
"Uncle, you don't seem to have seen the world.
Isn't it necessary to just have a table of food?"
Zhang Yichen couldn't help but choked.
"Haha, I couldn't hold it back for a while.
I couldn't hold it back for a while."
Seeing the white smoke on the table getting less and less, Mu Yunbai knew that Xiaoka had probably finished eating, so he put his phone back in his pocket and smiled.
He said, "How about we start eating now."
Zhang Yichen, who didn't know why, picked up the bowl of anchovy fins in front of him, but after taking a spoonful and putting it into his mouth, he frowned.
Tang Xiaoman glanced at Mu Yunbai worriedly, but Mu Yunbai looked like he was watching the show.
"What's wrong?"
Tang Xiaoman asked knowingly.
Zhang Yichen said nothing with a stinky face, and picked another chopstick to cook the partridge, his frown deepening.
"I'm afraid there's something wrong here."
After saying that, he stood up with a serious face, pointed to the waiter standing nearest and said, "Go and call the head chef over."
When the waiter saw the unhappy look on the young host's face, he hurried away.
After a while, the head chef with a high hat hurried over with two or three people wearing high-end chef uniforms.
Before he could stand still, he hurriedly asked: "But what's wrong?"
Zhang Yichen didn't bother to talk to them, but just let them taste it themselves.
The chefs looked at each other, and each of them chose a dish to taste, and then their expressions changed drastically.
"You must give me an explanation for what happened today.
Otherwise, you all pack up and leave.
Our family will not raise people who can't even cook a table of dishes."
Zhang Yichen had a cool face and was expressionless. said.
Those chefs looked at me and I looked at you, and they didn’t know where the problem was.
However, the head chef was very clever in trying to smooth things over: “Of course we will investigate the cause, but I don’t think it’s better to do it first.
Take down the table and bring out another set of dishes, so as not to spoil the enjoyment of everyone."
"Hmph."
Zhang Yichen glanced at the head chef, "If the dish is still like this later, you can figure it out yourself."
The head chef agreed quietly and left quickly with the chefs.
Tang Xiaoman looked at the backs of them leaving in a hurry, feeling a little unbearable in his heart
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