Global ghosts: start living in the phantom murder room

It's very Versailles.

Qin Yi could tell at a glance that her motives were impure.

"I'm not photogenic."

As he spoke, he cut a large piece of steak and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

"Well, the taste is okay!"

Seeing that he was eating so much oil, Zhang Yun couldn't pat him, so he had to give up resentfully.

"Waiter, please bring me a cup of soy milk!"

Qin Yi said suddenly.

The waiter rolled his eyes:

"Sir, I'm sorry, there is no soy milk in this store, only alcohol!"

When the people around heard this, they all started whispering:

"Hee hee, what a bumpkin!"

"Yeah, I want steak and soy milk!"

"Steak paired with wine is the best taste. Why don't you come here even if you don't understand?"

"Seeing that he ordered such an expensive dish before, he thought he was a rich man, but he was just a bumpkin, pretending to be rich!"

"His girlfriend is definitely not much better!"

……

Zhang Yun blushed with anger when he heard these ridicules.

I feel ashamed to sit next to such a bumpkin!

"Well, Qin Yi, after dinner, we don't need to meet again in the future!"

Zhang Yun immediately expressed his attitude.

Being with this kind of bumpkin, even for a second, made her feel embarrassed!

"Ha, I didn't think about the future at all!"

Qin Yi smiled.

Zhang Yun frowned: What does this sentence mean?Do you despise me at all?Just by you?Do you know how good my conditions are?Many people pursue me?

For some reason, Zhang Yun seemed relieved to hear him.

Indeed, this was exactly what he wanted.

Qin Yi simply ignored these arguments.

But since there is no soy milk, I didn't say much, and prepared to order some other drinks.

Unexpectedly, the waiter was so immortal that he said:

"Soybean milk, a low-grade low-grade product, is also worthy of Western food?"

Qin Yi's eyes widened.

"What did you just say? The soy milk is not high-grade? Doesn't it go with Western food?"

If you just mutter about him, saying that he is poor and tasteless, he won't care too much.

But insulting traditional food, that's not okay!

Can't stand it!

The waiter said disapprovingly:

"What, isn't it?"

Qin Yi said coldly:

"You work in a restaurant and you don't even know about some basic food?"

"If you can't afford drinks, forget it, don't argue with me as a little waiter! It's pointless to argue about these servants!"

The waiter said contemptuously.

"Is that so, you mean that you don't need to know about food for dry catering, right?"

"Guest, I didn't say that!"

The waiter saw that he was an ordinary person, so he let go:

"Since you want to make a theory, okay, then I'll chat with you for a few words - I want to drink soy milk in a western restaurant, but you can figure it out, what are you eating? Western food, high-end food! Look at foreigners Do you drink soy milk when you eat Western food? Is soy milk available on foreigners’ tables?”

When the diners saw the two of them quarreling, they all looked lively.

Qin Yi glanced at him, leaned on the chair, and said slowly:

"You look down on soy milk!"

"Whether you like it or not, what does it matter to you? You want to drink soy milk, go to the street to drink it yourself, high-end restaurants will never sell this cheap drink!"

The waiter's tone became harsh.

"Great, you think soy milk is an inferior drink, not good enough for Western food, right?"

"Of course!"

"Well, if I give you an example to refute you, what would you say?"

"As long as your example is convincing, I will apologize to you, and I will go and buy you soy milk myself!"

Qin Yi smiled.

"Very good - there is a foreign variety show "Crazy Star Chef", this variety show is very popular, I believe someone has watched it?"

Some diners nodded, apparently having seen it.

"In one episode, the most famous chef in the White Eagle Country used classic steak, served with soy milk and salad, and won unanimous praise from the judges. This dish directly entered the most high-end restaurant in the country and became a popular dish! You How to say?"

"This……"