"What's wrong, what's the matter?"
Zhang Yang chuckled and shook his head: "It's nothing, I just suddenly feel that I know very little about you."
"I don't know much about you, so we can take advantage of this afternoon to get to know each other."
Xiaoling smiled at Zhang Yang charmingly, and Zhang Yang was numb all over.
Tandu is a rich people's settlement, the population is small, and when they entered the range of Tandu, the speed of the car was obviously much faster, and after a while, the two stopped next to a lakelight villa.
"Here we are, this is my home."
Xiao Ling said with a smile.
After getting out of the car, Zhang Yang looked up at the whole picture of the villa, good guy, judging from the current prices, it is such a big villa, so gorgeous, there is no seven or eight hundred million can't get down, this Xiaoling family is definitely very rich.
"Miss, you're back, this is" A servant ran out of the room to greet Xiaoling, and was a little surprised to see Zhang Yang dressed plainly beside her.
"He's my friend, I invited her."
Xiaoling smiled.
"It's Miss's guest, welcome Miss, just a minute ago, lunch was ready as you ordered."
"Well, the time is just right, Brother Yang, don't be stunned, come in" Zhang Yang came back to his senses, nodded, and followed Xiaoling into the villa.
"Welcome back."
As soon as they entered the room, eight uniformed servants stood respectfully in two rows and bowed to Xiaoling.
When they saw Zhang Yang following behind Xiaoling, they all cast a puzzled look without exception.
This villa rarely has guests, and it is the first time that such an ordinary person has come.
However, they only looked at Zhang Yang roughly and stopped looking at him, as a servant, it was enough to do their duty.
In the restaurant, the French chef Xiaoling said stood at the table with a smile in a neat chef's suit, and said in broken Chinese: "Miss, lunch is ready to roar, please use it slowly" Xiaoling nodded and invited Zhang Yang to sit down with her for dinner.
I have to say, the skill of a private chef just has nothing to say.
Generally, the chefs of ordinary restaurants or slightly better high-end restaurants are carrying out assembly operations every day, no matter how good the dishes are, the fame of the harvest also belongs to the boss, and the money they make is also the boss's, and they only get the labor fee, so the average person normally cooks with the attitude of just saying that the past is good.
And the dishes made by this kind of rich chef are only for this family, whether their salary is high, whether they can keep their jobs, it all depends on whether their skills can satisfy the host's family, and they are naturally very attentive.
Although Zhang Yang didn't understand Western food, he did feel the chef's intentions and sincerity from the exquisite dishes on the table, even so, Zhang Yang still felt a little uncomfortable.
"Brother Yang, what's wrong with you, don't you think it's delicious?"
Xiaoling held her breath, and the French chef held her breath.
"No, this steak and this foie gras are really delicious, but the dozen or so people around me are watching me eat, and I feel a little uncomfortable."
Zhang Yang smiled bitterly and said truthfully.
"I see."
Xiaoling breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, and said to the servants and cooks, "You guys go down and rest first." ” "Yes, miss."
With an order, the maid and the chef left the restaurant together, and only Zhang Yang and Xiaoling were left in the entire restaurant.
Zhang Yang breathed a long sigh of relief, put down the knife in his right hand, picked up the fork, inserted it into most of the steak, and swallowed the steak whole in three or two bites.
Xiaoling was stunned for a moment, then giggled.
"It's the first time I've seen someone eat steak like this, this is a fine steak imported from Australia, you can't taste the deliciousness of this steak if you eat it like this."
Zhang Yang picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth, and said disapprerovingly: "What steak is not steak, it's just a piece of meat for me, I really don't understand why foreigners can't eat it in half an hour when it can be solved by three or two bites, and there are so many Chinese people following suit."
"In addition, there is this foie gras, which is so big and heavy, and it can be filled with such a small piece of foie gras on a plate, and it is also something that can be solved in one bite, so you have to work so hard.
If we were to eat like this every day, I would have to die of starvation if I didn't starve to death. ” After that, Zhang Yang swallowed the delicate foie gras on the plate in one gulp, drank the bowl of broth in front of him in three or two bites, patted his stomach gently, very satisfied, and left Xiaoling on the opposite side sitting in a messy seat.
"Have you eaten enough" Xiaoling hid her face and giggled, then asked.
"Six points full, when I used to move bricks at the construction site, I could eat seven steamed buns in one meal without panting" "Brother Yang, you're really interesting."
Zhang Yang chuckled lightly and said lightly: "I know, for you rich people, I am indeed not as delicate as you and know how to enjoy life, in your opinion, I must have been very vulgar just now." ” "No, no" Xiaoling put down her knife and fork and waved her hand repeatedly: "Actually, Brother Yang, I think you are very honest and cute, much better than those hypocritical guys." ” Zhang Yang smiled and sat quietly in his seat looking at Xiaoling.
"What do you see me doing" Xiaoling blushed suddenly, and she was embarrassed to continue dining.
"This room is so big, I don't look at you, what else can I see" "I'm embarrassed to keep eating when you look at me like that."
Xiaoling lowered her head and said softly.
"I didn't see you uncomfortable with so many servants watching you dine just now."
"That's different," Xiaoling said coquettishly.
"Oh, what's the difference" Zhang Yangruo glanced at Xiaoling meaningfully, and laughed.
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"Cut, isn't it possible that you don't know it in your own heart" Xiaoling snorted lightly and turned her head away from Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang naturally knew that this little girl was interesting to him, but he also knew in his heart that the difference between the identities of the two was too great, and he had unlucky system restrictions, not to mention that he went to the charm bar just to have fun, but he didn't expect to be entangled with this Xiaoling in a daze.
"Let's take one step at a time."
Zhang Yang doesn't want to add so much trouble to himself, so it's natural to be smooth.
"I won't eat it."
Xiaoling snorted, put down her knife and fork, and stood up from her seat.
"You're Full" "Sort of, I'm tired of eating these every day."
Zhang Yang saw that she had only drunk two spoonfuls of the broth in front of Xiao Ling, only half of a small piece of foie gras, and only a few cuts of the steak.
"You said that you are tired of eating Western food, and I can cook Chinese food for you":