Zhang Ruoshan looked at him in surprise, Cheng Qianxun shook his head slightly and sneered: "Sure enough" Seeing the waiter looking at her, Cheng Qianxun turned around and smiled: "Please, I want chicken breast."
The waiter immediately started cutting it for her.
When the roasted chicken breast, charred on the outside and tender on the inside, was served in front of him, Cheng Qianxun picked up the knife that was brought with him and gave it to Zhang Ruoshan: "You can try it too."
Zhang Ruoshan shook her head: "I'm not so sure."
"No, you can do it too."
Cheng Qianxun said firmly: "I used to be myopic, and I lost my glasses somewhere, and now I don't need them at all.
It's not groundless to say that it improves sensitivity and bounce ability.
If you don't believe it, try it. ” Zhang Ruoshan looked at it suspiciously, timidly picked up the knife on her plate, pointed it at the roast chicken with a piece of breast meat cut off, and threw it out after hesitation.
"Poof" the table knife was inserted into the roasted chicken.
Zhang Ruoshan's face suddenly showed surprise, and then immediately turned into surprise.
In fact, there is nothing to be happy about, maybe I will die tomorrow.
Increasing everyone's physical fitness and reaction coordination just makes the game more interesting.
Thinking about the driver just now, his nerves were stronger than before and he would still go crazy.
How much stimulation would it take to become like that?
The more you give, the more you ask for.
Cheng Qianxun lowered his head and continued eating.
"I don't want to eat these."
There was a noise next to them, and the two of them looked sideways at the same time.
It was the man who got angry.
He was obviously in a bad mood and got angry at the waiter: "I'm not used to these foreign things.
I want to eat Chinese food."
Don't make a fuss, this is the Western underworld.
It's already good if you don't lie on the bottom waiting for your soul to rot into ashes.
Why bother to eat.
"Don't be like this."
The woman couldn't stand it anymore and muttered softly.
"Chinese food, Chinese food, Chinese food..."
But the head was extremely excited.
You can imagine that if it still had a body, it would definitely jump up and down.
"Chinese food."
The man holding the scepter exaggeratedly held his cheek with his hands painted with blood-red nail polish and thought, then he bent down and saluted with one foot in front: "Yes, my most distinguished guest, your wish is my command. " When he straightened up, the lights in the entire glorious banquet hall were immediately turned off and darkness fell.
When the surroundings became bright again, everything changed.
Cheng Qianxun and Zhang Ruoshan sat blankly on their chairs, looking at everything around them almost in surprise.
The original golden and white tone turned into bright red, and the European-style palace changed into a Chinese-style palace.
Large red lacquered pillars with coiled dragons stand all around, and palace lanterns are hung on the hollowed-out beams.
The foie gras and roast turkey on the table have also been replaced by shark's fin, abalone, Buddha jumping over the wall, and roast suckling pig.
The original various cakes and ice cream have also become steamed buns, steamed dumplings, and Malaga.
Even the waiters wore dark blue eunuch costumes, and the maids wore Qing palace maid costumes.
The man holding the scepter put on the clothes of a chief eunuch, and the scepter became a whisk.
It's just that it's indescribably weird to dress up like a foreigner.
The "general manager" was about to raise his hand and salute again, but he immediately realized that he should change his style.
Immediately he took a step forward on one leg and knelt down, holding his voice and said: "I would like to pay my respects to you, my masters."
So the "palace maids" around them put their hands aside and squatted on their knees, and the "eunuchs" knelt down and saluted: "I wish you my best, my dear masters."
"Pfft, cough cough cough..."
Zhang Ruoshan couldn't hold it in any longer.
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A piece of foie gras that had not yet been swallowed was sprayed into the trachea.
"Oops, that's not good."
I'm really impressed by these people, and they learn whatever they want.
The steward pinched his throat and cried out sweetly: "Master is choking, and he still doesn't bring the best Longjing tea."
Looking at the palace maids and eunuchs with high noses and deep eye sockets, some of them brought tea quickly and patted their backs, I felt like I was out of town again.
The man stood there stunned, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.
Turning off the lights and turning them on can change European style into Chinese style in the blink of an eye.
"Ouch, you're choking me to death."
Zhang Ruoshan finally coughed up all the dregs, gasping for breath, and picked up a red tablecloth to wipe away the tears she had coughed up.
As soon as I wiped it, I felt something was wrong.
I pinched off the napkin and looked at it.
I was stunned when I saw it clearly: "Silk" Cheng Qianxun took the napkin next to the relocated multicolored enamel gilt porcelain plate.
He knew with his fingers that the brightness and color were definitely not artificial.
Using silk as napkins is too luxurious The steward paid another thousand and said respectfully: "Masters, please have a meal."
"Masters, please have a meal."
There was a crowd of people shouting and bowing around, all of them had extremely kind attitudes, and they were still served by foreigners.
This is complete chaos, I really don’t know if this is hell or heaven.
Whether it's Chinese food or French food, I don't have to choose.
After drinking and eating, Cheng Qianxun leaned on the back of the carved mahogany chair, as if everything was a dream, with a nightmare in front and a sweet dream behind.
The family on the other side was also very full, and if one more mouthful was stuffed, it might have been stuffed from the throat to the mouth.
In other words, the two adults were full and their heads could only see.
Seeing that everyone was almost there, the manager smiled happily and knocked the whisk on the ground habitually.
When he moved, he felt that the length was wrong, so he could only put the long white hair of the whisk on his arm, hold the handle with his other hand and said: " Do you need to go into the room?
There are many ways for you to relieve your worries.
For example, it is too lonely to lie alone at night.
If you have someone to accompany you, you can warm the bed, talk, or even... " After speaking, he clapped his hands and the lights dimmed again.
When the lights came on, the tables filled with all kinds of delicacies disappeared, and three rows of beauties appeared in the middle of the open space.
There were yellow people sitting on the ground in the front row, white people squatting in the second row, and black people standing in the back.
They were all wearing bikinis with very little material, and they all had beautiful smiles on their faces.
They all looked dumbfounded. man.
It seems that this short country bumpkin is the richest tycoon in the world.
Of course, the yellow-faced woman next to me was not happy.
She glared and bumped her with her elbow.
Hedong Lion roared: "Everything you look at might be a goblin.
Be careful if I pull out your skin, drink your blood, or kill your body at night."
All the bones have been chewed.”
"Yes, yes" the man flattered his wife, his eyes still looking there, and he swallowed his saliva.
Maybe he was thinking that even if these were really ghosts and fairies, he would still be willing to die in their arms.
The steward laughed, and his face covered with white powder was as bright as flowers in bloom: "Oh, forgive me for being stupid, there are more masters this time than women.
It should be like this."
He clapped his hands and immediately the lights dimmed and brightened again.
Tiancheng Qianxun covered his forehead and smiled bitterly.
There were the same three rows of people, yellow, white and black, but this time the beautiful women turned into strong and muscular men.
They all smiled healthily at them, and half of them were doing bodybuilding movements, non-stop.
Showing them the large and strong muscles with clear edges.
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"There are those who don't like too much meat."
The manager must have misunderstood.
He clapped his hands, and three more rows of men appeared in front of them.
This time, there were all kinds of styles.
There are young ladies, painted candy types, American Beatles from the 1970s, medieval knights, and vampires. . .
Even in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, the clothes were fluttering, and the most unbearable thing was that there were top-notch shemale types
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