Siheyuan: Superintendent at the beginning, wife Reba!

The fat guys have been hanging out with Zhang Chengfei in Dongcheng District since they were young. They look at people sideways with their nostrils turned upward all day long. Although they don't have much money in their pockets, they are full of attitude.

Now that I have made a few small profits in the ghost market, I have more money in my pocket and more airs on my body.

After entering Lao Mo, except for Gangzi and Ergouzi, the other people were more impressive than the others. At first glance, they all looked like the big courtyard boys who were used to eating Western food.

With Zhang Chengfei saying "eat whatever you want," everyone put their hearts in their stomachs. Si Yan'er took the lead in ordering, "Cold beef, assorted beetroot soup, French fried pork chops, three ounces of bread, and for dessert I want pineapple in sugar water." "

After Er Gouzi entered the restaurant, he already regarded Brother Si Yan'er as a role model and immediately ordered the same food, and the others also had a good meal.

The waiter poured water for everyone and left. Zhang Chengfei said he had to go to the toilet and left first. Si Yan'er immediately picked up the tablecloth and wrapped it around his neck with a reserved look on his face.

Ergouzi, Fatty and Gangzi followed suit one after another. Reba propped her chin up and looked at them, with the light of watching a good show flashing in her eyes.

Si Jian'er saw that his brothers all followed him as an example, and his self-confidence was greatly satisfied. He deliberately showed off and started to popularize the use of tableware to everyone.

"Brothers, remember, if you use only one hand, you can hold the knife and the fork. This is how to eat Gallic chicken."

"If you hold a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, and stuff them into your mouth together with the left and right sides, it's called the John Cow way of eating."

Ergouzi, the little fanboy, clapped his hands when he heard this, "Brother Siyan'er is awesome. He has learned so much over a meal. My brother's trip is really not in vain!"

The fat man was rubbing his chin at the side, silently reciting Si Yan'er's words. He planned to treat the girl to a Western meal when he went back to take pictures of his mother-in-law, and then he would learn Si Yan'er's words intact.

With such high-end knowledge, how could that girl be captured by him every minute?

Although Zhao Jingqiu and Gangzi didn't say anything, their eyes showed admiration for Si Yan'er.

Si Yaner was very impressed by their attitude and wanted to show off for a while, but before he could say anything, the waiter gave him a piece of tofu and placed it in the middle with a click.

Gangzi pointed at the round tofu with doubtful eyes, "What is this? We didn't order cake either."

The fat man considered it carefully and said, "It's not necessarily a cake. After all, there's no cream. I think it might be a cake."

Reba blinked her big eyes and smiled, "Maybe it's tofu or something."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Si Yan'er, "No way, how can tofu be so tender?"

"Maybe Nan Tofu." Reba insisted.

"Impossible!" Si Yan'er insisted. After thinking about it, he took a big mouthful with a fork and stuffed it into his mouth. "It won't kill you if you eat it! Try it before you say anything."

Chewing carefully, "Hey, sister-in-law is right, it's really tofu! Nan tofu!"

Now everyone was completely confused and didn't know what serving this piece of tofu meant.

Reba said that she might have used it as a rag to wipe things, but everyone unanimously rejected it, thinking that she was too capable.

Who is a good person who wipes things with food? Isn't this a pure waste of food? Nonsense! !

Zhao Jingqiu asked Gangzi to ask the waiter, but was stopped by Si Yan'er, "Don't ask, it will look like we are old haters who have never eaten Lao Mo!"

"In my opinion, this tofu should be a complimentary appetizer, just like the pickles they gave away at the restaurant before the public-private partnership."

After a few people listened, they suddenly felt that it made sense, so they picked up their knives and forks one by one, and ate happily. After three times, five divided by two, a piece of tofu was gone.

Several people wiped their mouths and called Reba with four eyes, "Sister-in-law, why don't you eat?"

Reba covered her mouth and snickered, "I don't like tofu, so you guys can."

Si Yan'er was just about to say that he had finished eating, when he saw the waiter bring another piece. A few people didn't think much about it, they just said that the service in high-end restaurants was good, and the pickles were enough, and they started to eat again.

We ate one piece, and the waiter took another piece, so we ate seven or eight pieces. Everyone felt that it was a bit too much.

"Brother, I don't want to eat tofu anymore. I haven't eaten Western food yet. I'm already full." Ergouzi burped in frustration.

--What are you doing? The pickles in restaurants are not served this way!

"Do they think we are bumpkins and are deliberately trying to trick us?" The fat man was a little unhappy.

Four eyes were silent.

On the other side, several waiters gathered together and whispered, "No, why do these people always have trouble with that tofu? Is this the first time here?"

The waiter who brought Zhang Chengfei and the others over immediately retorted, "No way, they are so elegant, especially the one wearing glasses, he always eats it just by looking at it."

"That's not necessarily true. I think that person is just bluffing..."

After a few people gathered around and murmured a few words, they finally made up their minds. A waiter once again walked towards the four eyes with a piece of tofu.

Er Gouzi was young and couldn't hide the matter. When he saw another piece of tofu coming, his expression immediately changed, "No, why are you still serving tofu? I ate it all the way up to my throat!!"

After hearing what he said, the waiter put down the tofu and said, "Guys, I want to ask you a question. Don't think it's rude to you guys."

"Say." Siyan'er raised his hand, gesturing for him to speak.

The waiter asked, "Have you never had Western food before?"

Ah, this...

Several people's faces suddenly became embarrassed, and their eyes were unhappy, "What do you mean? Looking down on people?"

The waiter crossed his hands in front of him and said, "It's not interesting. I just want to tell you that this tofu is not for eating, but for wiping knives and forks."

As he spoke, he picked up the knife and fork and demonstrated.

Several people were really embarrassed now, they all lowered their heads and remained silent. Reba smiled at the waiter, "We understand, thank you."

After the waiter left, Zhang Chengfei happened to come out of the toilet. Seeing that the brothers were not in high spirits, he was immediately confused.

The fat man grinned and recounted everything that had just happened, and finally said, "It's embarrassing, it's so fucking embarrassing! It's all my fault for Si Yan'er, who doesn't understand anything and still pretends to be a wolf."

Even though his sister-in-law told him that the tofu was not for eating, he still insisted on eating it and let everyone grind around naked and spin around in a circle, embarrassing him! !

When he thought of how his brothers had feasted on tofu just now, and in other people's eyes, it was like they were playing monkeys on a bridge, he wanted to slap him in the face.

Zhang Chengfei was very calm, "Why are you afraid of being embarrassed? We are consumers!! Let alone eating a few pieces of tofu, so what if we eat steak with chopsticks? Besides, food can't be wasted!! The brothers are all jealous. , don’t be frustrated like an eggplant beaten by frost!”

With his words, the brothers finally started to hold their heads high again.

But unexpectedly, a burst of sneers suddenly came from the seat next to him, "Ah Q is so smart that he can lie to others, but he even lied to himself!"

Hey, that's not a nice thing to say.

Zhang Chengfei and the others turned around and saw a young man of about the same age as Er Gouzi sitting at the table next to him, wearing a general's coat. He was eating Western food carelessly while looking at the others with ridicule in his eyes.

"What did you say? Say it again? You little bastard, if you have the guts to report your name, I won't beat you until your teeth are all over the floor!" The fat man immediately became angry and slapped the table.

The young man was not afraid of him and stood up. "My name is Li Yuanchao. Want to practice with me? Okay, I'll accompany you!"

A meal at Lao Mo's 60s menu costs 5-10 yuan, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people.