Rebirth of the tea art man

"I've said it all, I'm treating guests, order whatever you want!"

"Two American-style black pepper steaks, two Orleans grilled wings, as well as Zhicheng beef soup and tuna salad."

"Two glasses of corn juice and apple pie!"

Lin Cheng took the menu, called the waiter, and in her astonished eyes, ordered quickly.

"By the way, I want the steak to be medium rare, how about you?"

Lin Cheng looked at the senior sister opposite.

"I……"

"I'm half-ready too!"

Chen Shiying was stunned for a moment, and said imitatively.

Obviously she is an adult, and she has already entered the society to work.

However, she had the illusion that Lin Cheng was more like an adult, generous and understanding everything.

On the contrary, he is like an ignorant and ignorant child, who looks ignorant and can only learn from behind him.

"It's 212 yuan in total."

"Are you sure you want to order this much?"

The waiter looked at his slightly immature face, somewhat suspicious.

It costs more than 200 just to eat a meal. What kind of family background is this?

No matter how good the family conditions are, they can't afford to spend so much!

Besides, considering his age, he is at most a high school student, and he spends money so lavishly.

"Sister, are you afraid that I won't be able to pay?"

"Is that enough?"

Lin Cheng opened the wallet with a smile, and took out two red ones from the thick stack of cash.

"Oh, no, no, I didn't mean that!"

"I'm sorry, please wait a moment, two, we will do it right away."

The waiter looks young, a bit like a school girl who works part-time during winter vacation.

Seeing Lin Cheng's action, his face flushed with shame.

"How rich is your family?"

"Is he really a rich second generation?"

"No, your dad already opened a 60 crown. You are already a rich second generation."

Chen Shiying spoke quickly, but her eyes were wandering around.

I feel inferior!

After graduating from high school, she went out to find a job.

After a year and a half, even in the most profitable month, the money in hand may not be as much as a high school student's pocket money.

But in this most profitable month, most of the commission is because of the car bought by others.

This huge gap gave her an unspeakable sense of inferiority.

What's more, she is two years older than Lin Cheng.

after?

What do you want to do next!

He is just a spur of the moment in adolescence, how could he possibly fancy himself?

"It's not money from the family, but I earned it myself."

Lin Cheng took a cup of hot corn juice from the waiter and pushed it in front of Chen Shiying.

"Earn it yourself?"

"Aren't you still studying?"

"I heard that you were admitted to Beizhong, and your grades should be very good!"

Chen Shiying held the corn juice and took a sip.

The cat's tongue shrinks as soon as it is touched, and it is still afraid of being hot as before.

"So sweet!"

"I thought corn juice would be like soup, why is it so sweet?"

She blinked her eyes curiously, as if she had discovered a new continent.

"Corn contains a lot of starch, and these starches are converted into maltose after enzymatic hydrolysis."

Seeing her bewildered expression, Lin Cheng had no choice but to explain again.

"Simply put, corn itself is a raw material for sugar production, which can be made into corn syrup."

"In the US, for example, a lot of sugar is made from corn."

"do you understand?"

Lin Cheng stretched out a finger and tapped her forehead lightly.

"Uh, this..."

"more or less!"

Chen Shiying nodded with her brows furrowed.

That expression, like a poor student doing a big math problem.

After writing a word "jie", it will be gone.

“American Black Pepper Steak!”

The waiter reported the name of the dish and brought two steaks to the table.

"Well, it's okay, so-so!"

Lin Cheng skillfully cut the steak and took a bite.

After all, Pizza Hut is just a chain of fast food restaurants, and it has nothing to do with "high-end".

At most, the ingredients are more realistic, and you won't be fooled with spliced ​​beef.

"When eating Western food, do you hold a knife in your left hand and a fork in your right hand, or a fork in your right hand and a knife in your left hand?"

Chen Shiying tried several times, but she felt uncomfortable, so she had to ask Lin Cheng.

"What did you just say?"

"Can you say it again?"

But the big boy on the opposite side asked with a blank expression.

"How do you use this knife and fork?"

"Do you hold a knife in your left hand, a fork in your right hand, or a fork in your right hand..."

Swish!

Chen Shiying blushed, lowered her head, unable to look at anyone.

"Hahahaha!"

"Sister, you are too cute!"

Lin Cheng couldn't help laughing out loud.

The hair is combed to look like an adult, and he is wearing a mature outfit.

But deep down, she was still an ignorant and immature little girl who accidentally revealed her secrets.

Of course, a 20-year-old girl is the most youthful age.

Chen Shiying was just smoothed by life, hiding a lot of vitality and liveliness.

"Okay, stop making fun of me."

"How is this going to be used?"

Under the table, Chen Shiying raised her leg and kicked him lightly.

Worried about getting his clothes dirty, he deliberately rubbed off his shoes.

The little feet in thick cotton socks, lightly kicked on the legs, did not hurt at all, but inspired the man's infinite imagination.

"Actually, there is no particular particularity in how to hold the knife and fork."

"In the final analysis, these are just ordinary tableware, just like our chopsticks, as long as they can hold food and eat food, you can use whatever you want!"

"Of course, that's generally how knives and forks are used."

Lin Cheng put away his untimely thoughts, and began to teach seriously hand in hand.

He has no particular interest in Western food.

However, most of the time it is forced by the situation and forced by helplessness.

Especially when dating, the vast majority of girls, even more than 90%, prefer western restaurants to Chinese restaurants.

A 2000 yuan seafood stall, sea urchin, abalone, safflower crab.

In the eyes of those young girls, it is far worse to order two Frappuccinos and add a dessert in Starbucks.

There are a total of one hundred or two thousand seafood stalls for afternoon tea.

Moreover, they often choose Starbucks without hesitation!

Two words - compelling!

What people eat is forceful, what they eat is the environment, and what they eat is the atmosphere.

What do you tell them about ingredients, recipes, word-of-mouth, cost-effectiveness, it's all bullshit!

Ducks talk to chickens!

This came and went, and the number of times was too many, Lin Cheng understood it, and practice made perfect.

"Oh, that's how it is supposed to be used!"

Chen Shiying tried to cut a piece, picked it up with a fork, but handed it to Lin Cheng's mouth.

"Yes, it's very simple, right?"

"Um--"

"Sister's cuts are delicious!"

Lin Cheng ate it in one gulp, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Wow, why are you talking more and more sweetly?"

"Tell me the truth, how many little girls have you harmed in the past few years?"

Chen Shiying took the opportunity of joking and asked what was most concerned about her heart.

"0!"

"Zero!"

"no!"

"not a single one!"

Lin Cheng looked at her eyes, which gradually became moist.