Wang Xiaoming came out of a small county town in southern China, where had he seen such a luxurious scene, he had only seen it on TV before, and he suddenly let out an exclamation.
Seeing his appearance of a dirty bun, the maids frowned lightly, and there was a look of disgust between their eyebrows.
Erina rolled her eyes a few times, if she had followed her previous temperament, she would have driven out a hillbilly like Wang Xiaoming a long time ago.
"Yang Ming, I'll go change into a set of clothes first."
In the spirit of being out of sight, Erina and Yang Ming said a word, and then went to the dressing room under the guidance of a maid.
Watching Erina's slender and charming back gradually fade away, Wang Xiaoming was also keenly aware that he was not welcomed.
I glanced down at the clothes I was wearing, a set of stall goods bought from the treasure, the sneakers under my feet were bought a few years ago, and now they are yellowed, it doesn't matter if I am in my hometown, after all, everyone is used to it, but in this splendid villa, how to look awkward, a smell of dirt bags is blowing in my face, no wonder I was disgusted by the eldest lady of Erina.
After all, the people who are usually around Erina are all well-known figures in society, and they are well-dressed, not as casual as Wang Xiaoming.
Pulling the corners of his mouth, Wang Xiaoming showed a wry smile.
"Yang Ming, if I had known, I wouldn't have come to Dongying with you, I always feel that I don't fit in here."
"What are you talking about" Yang Ming patted Wang Xiaoming's shoulder and said, "With me here, who dares to say that you are not" "What's more, I brought you here to give you a long insight, open your eyes, don't limit your eyes to the small place before, don't forget, you are also the owner of a restaurant now, and you will open a branch in the future, you don't want to be as bad as before for the rest of your life."
Yang Ming's words aroused Wang Xiaoming's thoughts.
Yes, before he met Yang Ming, he Wang Xiaoming was just a stall vendor, getting up early every day to go dark, and the little money he earned had to be handed over to the ruffians, and he had to pay off the debts of the eldest brother Wang Dagou, and even Wang Bing suffered a lot of grievances, and lived a life that was not even as good as a dog.
After all, Yang Ming belongs to the top chef in this world, and it is impossible to stay in that kind of small place for the rest of his life.
Wang Xiaoming, you have to cheer up, you can do it You learn half of Yang Ming's cooking skills, and one day, you will be able to stand on the stage of this world Wang Xiaoming clenched his fists, tightly, and his unyielding fighting spirit bloomed again in his black eyes.
Seeing this, Yang Ming smiled.
That's right, I didn't let him bring him in vain.
Man is a wonderful creature.
Many people often talk about what money is for, and rich people are not like that.
People who say such things are either stupid or bad.
Needless to say, stupid means that they have not experienced the life of a rich man, and they don't understand how rich people live, so they are there to teach others blindly, and they look like they are in a god.
But as long as you bring people to a place where rich people live, it will definitely subvert a person's original three views.
Some people will slump, but others, such as Wang Xiaoming, will inspire his unprecedented fighting spirit "Yang Ming, what are you talking about, chatting so happily" The melodious voice of the warbler came, attracting the attention of Yang Ming and Wang Xiaoming.
When his eyes turned, Wang Xiaoming was stunned.
But I saw that Erina came slowly, her long golden hair was softly draped behind her, and she lifted a thin leg wrapped in red butterfly white stockings from under the complex ocean, and took a small step, a delicate and charming face shone in the light of the golden chandelier, reflecting in the pupils of Yang Ming and Wang Xiaoming.
Beautiful, beautiful Beautiful as a fairy As the saying goes, a woman is two different creatures before and after makeup.
Wang Xiaoming has never seen such a beautiful and moving girl, with a delicate and beautiful face, a golden ratio figure, and a Chanel perfume from Paris, France, which is luxurious and quiet, enough to make every man fascinated.
Under Wang Xiaoming's gaze, Erina directly ignored him, went straight to Yang Ming's side, stretched out two slender jade arms, showed a faint smile on his face, and took Yang Ming's arm in a calm manner.
"Yang Ming, let's go to the table for dinner."
"yes, okay."
Yang Ming nodded, and said to Wang Xiaoming, who was stunned on the side: "Let's go together." ” Wang Xiaoming's chick pecked at the rice as if he nodded, as if his whole soul had been hooked, and he didn't know how he got to the table, so he walked over in a daze, and before he could react just now, a pair of eyes glanced at Erina from time to time, and his face was a little hot.
"Bones, bones" Suddenly, there was the sound of wheels rattling, and Erina turned her head, her big eyes only on the food cart pushed by the man who was walking towards her.
"Uncle Seiichiro, what are we going to eat today" Erina's cheeks were slightly red from excitement.
The man's long red hair was uninhibited and folded behind his head, revealing a handsome silhouette as if he had been shaved by a knife.
Kohei Joichiro He's actually here, too Yang Ming nodded at Kohei Joichiro, which was regarded as a greeting.
Kohei Joichiro smiled back, and then delicately presented the dishes on the dining car to the three of them, and then slowly opened the lid under the expectant gaze of the three people.
The moment you open it, the amazing aroma rushes to your nose, and the fragrant choo da soup is a thick, creamy white with finely chopped tomatoes, parsley, onions and basil leaves.
"This is" Wang Xiaoming was surprised in his heart and wanted to complain: "Such a soup, I don't even have a bowl of what I usually drink, it's all flowery."
Of course, Wang Xiaoming also knew that once he said this, he was afraid that he would be despised to death by Erina.
Yang Ming scooped a spoonful of soup into his mouth, and the deliciousness of the clam meat immediately rampaged in his mouth, as if the whole person was in a clear river, feeling the swimming fish happily shuttling beside him.
Cheese corn pasta has a subtle sweetness, Calcho's eight slices of fish are crystal clear and tender, and a mushroom stewed beef rib is made from the most delicate of the meaty, browned in olive oil and topped with an Italian-inspired sauce made with exotic spices.
Yang Ming chewed the steak and mushrooms together, and felt not only the rich stiffness and the delicious taste that lingered between the lips and teeth, but also the taste that could not be ignored.
Yang Ming's eyes lit up, "This fragrance and sourness are lemons":