Chief don't slap in the face

The waiter took everyone upstairs and handed Xia Ye a pair of bamboo slips: "All the dishes in my shop are on it, you can order whatever you want!"

Xia Ye motioned to Song Guo.

"A lot!"

Song Guo took it, glanced at it, and bluffed.

"Our store is the largest in Handan!"

The shop waiter was smiling and proud, but when Friday sat down, his brows were a little wrinkled, what's going on?How could a lowly slave sit at the same table as his master?

Because of this scene, many diners nearby also watched over.

"I don't know many dishes!"

Siang fruit is a little tangled.

"Yes, it's so expensive!"

I took a look at it on Friday, and I was a little surprised, mainly because I was worried that it would not taste good, and I spent a lot of money.

"Ha ha!"

The nearby diners couldn't help laughing when they heard Song Guo and Friday's accent, and looked at Xia Ye and his party. Of course, although they were not ridiculed, there was a sense of superiority in their eyes.

Some diners in the distance also looked over, because Rem and Izumi's breasts were too big, one big == breasts, one big tit, they almost caught all eyes on the second floor.

No way, men like this one.

“Cheap dishes at the front!”

The waiter in the shop added thoughtfully that his quality was not bad, and he lowered his voice, worried that the customers would lose face.

"This! This! This!"

Sigo just pointed at it.

"Uh-huh!"

The shop waiter took a look and saw that there were three side dishes, which were really worthless.

Haw!

Sigo closed the menu.

"Huh? That's all?"

The waiter was dumbfounded, and looked left and right. There are seven people at this table, and you only order three dishes?Definitely not enough to eat!

"Haha, don't eat out if you don't have money, it's shameful for nothing."

A middle-aged man with a big belly looked amused, and sarcasm with a sense of superiority, but at the same time he spoke, Song Guo also spoke.

"Except for those three, get a copy of everything else!"

Little Lolita smiled: "I don't like coriander, don't put it!"

The entire lobby on the second floor was suddenly silent.

Song Guo's two calves were dangling back and forth, looking left and right with a face of curiosity, and after waiting for a few seconds, he found that the waiter hadn't left yet, so he couldn't help being surprised: "What's wrong?"

"No...it's fine!"

The waiter instinctively replied, then looked at the bamboo slips, and asked in a low voice, "Are you sure you want all of them?"

When he said this, the waiter in the shop saw that it was Xia Ye, because he saw that he was in charge, and the others were also very quiet and frightening, paying attention to this side.

"Sure!"

Rem urged: "Hurry up and do it, we are all hungry!"

"Why are you hungry, it's just a lightning spirit!"

Xia Ye was happy, because of Chaoge's food, Rem and Izumi Meiko both fell in love with food.

The waiter didn't move, waiting for Xia Ye's reply.

"Do as she says!"

Xia Ye ordered.

"This... is very expensive."

The waiter in the shop kindly reminded me that it will save trouble when paying the bill.

"I know!"

Xia Ye nodded affirmatively.

"He wants to eat, you just do it!"

The middle-aged man who spoke just now couldn't hold back his face. He felt that the other party had swollen his face to pretend to be fat, and deliberately mocked himself.

Xia Ye glanced back, too lazy to answer.

"It's really good!"

"It's not pretending, it's really grand, look at the way that little girl orders food!"

"I don't know which tribe is the second generation of Quan!"

The diners muttered, but they didn't think these people were pretending to be big-tailed wolves, because when the little loli ordered, he didn't care about the middle-aged man, he was completely self-righteous.

Chapter 353 Foodie

After the shop waiter brought the delicious food in his mouth, Xia Ye, who was full of expectations, showed a disappointed look.

"Bear paw stew!"

“Steamed Sea Bass!”

"Roasted Lamb!"

Every time the shop waiter served a dish, he tried his best to report the name of the dish, and spoke with a strong sense of self-confidence, looking like he was trying to impress Xia Ye and the group.

"That's it!"

Song Guo took the chopsticks and fiddled back and forth in the pottery dish.