[Comprehensive British and American] The owner is not good

"York, let go of that piece of tofu!" As soon as she tasted it, Mary didn't want to be entangled with the image of a lady, and yelled at the boy who dared to stick her chopsticks into her plate.

If it was normal, she would still pretend to be weak, but now it is not normal——

York quickly threw the stolen tofu into his mouth, and faced the girl's anger with a smile: "Don't do this, Mary."

Boys with upside-down braids are actually not ugly, and a face with a little baby fat can easily arouse the maternal love of females. Unfortunately, this skill is not very useful now.

"!!!!!!"

Seeing his friend tofu being robbed, Mi Ke hurriedly put the food from the chopsticks into his mouth, accusing the boy inarticulately.

The rich gravy exploded from her mouth, the soft and smooth tofu, and the spicy aftertaste made her completely unpretentious when she was planning to pick up a man at the beginning.

Everyone guarded their food tightly, and quickly stretched out their chopsticks to sweep, while seeing if they could sneak up on the fish that slipped through the net.

It's unlucky to have already finished eating, and I can only watch others enjoy the delicious food, and secretly swallow my saliva.

Of course, there are some exceptions, for example———

"Oh, James, what's in front of you looks great!" It was Miko, who was always popular with boys, who spoke, and her plump figure made her all the better.

Mi Ke blinked her eyes, her plump lips pursed slightly, and her healthy wheat color made her look extremely attractive, but it's a pity that the man in front of her was incomprehensible.

James is a silent boy, with a tall figure, blond hair, and blue to transparent eyes. Although he is not very brilliant, he has also been pursued by girls.

"..." The tall black-haired boy didn't seem to hear the girl's ambiguous words, and he was still focused on the food in front of him, but it was a pity that the faster and faster eating speed exposed him.

Mi Ke: "...huh!"

The aroma of vegetables permeates the whole store and then reappears on the street. Every customer who passes by the store can't help but cast their curious eyes on the small store.

Many people stopped and lingered, discussing what kind of dishes this sudden Chinese restaurant made and why the aroma was so charming.

"Hi, brother, is that restaurant an Italian restaurant? The taste is really delicious!" A blond young man casually put his arm around a passerby and asked his inner question.

The appearance of the small store is not amazing, although it is in a bustling street, but because of the retro decoration, it is not too conspicuous among a series of storefronts that can't wait to show off to everyone.

The young man is very tall, the kind that can be spotted at a glance even in the crowd.

The brown-haired young man who was hugged rolled his eyes: "That's a Chinese restaurant!" The blond-haired young man who was smiling brightly like the sun in front of him didn't catch a cold at all, and his expression was very cold.

"Chinese restaurant?"

The blond young man froze for a moment, he didn't seem to have a restaurant in his memory that could make him salivate just by the smell, let alone a Chinese restaurant, which would only represent a greasy and spicy taste.

The brunette young man clicked his chin on the signboard written in Chinese: "Of course, if you look at the words on the signboard, it's in Chinese, but this is a store that just opened a few days ago, so it's understandable that you don't know it."

He is a college student living here. He usually likes to taste delicious food when he has plenty of time. Naturally, he also noticed this newly opened store near his home. Of course, the most impressive thing about this store is the extraordinary-looking owner.

"It smells good."

The blond young man licked the corners of his mouth, moved his gaze away from the dishes in front of the table of the youngsters in the glass area with difficulty, and sent a very straightforward invitation to the brunette young man in his arms: "Together? Looking at the text above, it seems that more than two people will meet. Complimentary soup!"

This was the message the blond youth got from the wooden sign on the glass door. Although he was alone, there was probably a good candidate in front of him at this moment.

The brown-haired youth also thought the same, and readily agreed to the former's invitation, and the two walked towards the small shop together.

After entering the door, without being introduced by the waiters, the two walked to the place with green plants on their own. There was no way, other places had already been preempted by people who also smelled the same smell. This location is also because it is relatively remote and Potted cover-ups survived.

"Hi, sir, do you need something?" The voice of the waiter woke up the blond young man who looked at the dishes on the table of the teenagers without blinking.

The blond-haired young man looked around, and found that even the expression of the brunette-haired young man opposite him was exactly the same as that of himself just now. Finally, he seemed to understand something, and asked the waiter without changing his face: "Oh, yes, is there a menu?"

"Sorry, no, because it is a private restaurant, there is no so-called menu in this restaurant, all the dishes are based on the owner's mood."

The curvature of the waiter's mouth did not change, as if he didn't see the horrified expression of the blond young man in front of him, he looked down at the cardboard in his hand and continued, "Today's dish is mapo tofu, and if there are activities, sir, you can get an exception. A loofah egg drop soup."

"Okay, do those teenagers also have the same menu?" The blond young man's family background is obviously good, and his good upbringing made him not point at others even if he was curious, but just asked softly.

"Yes, everyone is the same, sir, do you need two copies?" The waiter was obviously used to the same question, his expression remained unchanged, and he wrote something on the cardboard.

"Okay, let's have two."

The blond young man got a satisfactory answer and nodded without asking the price, signaling the waiter to go to the back kitchen to order.

But some people will not ask the price, so naturally some people will ask. A slightly fat middle-aged man shouted at the waiter: "One dish costs 40 pounds, you are blackmailing!"

The light blue overalls were washed white, and the black oil stains on the edges also showed that he was a working-class man, and although 40 pounds was not unaffordable for the working-class, it was still a lot of money.

"Sorry, sir, everything in our restaurant is made by the owner himself, including seasonings. Naturally, the price will be more expensive. So, do you still need this order?" The waiter was a boy. The middle-aged man didn't care at all, and kept writing something on the cardboard in his hand.

40 pounds?The blond young man who heard the important information accurately frowned, feeling a little surprised in his heart. Although 40 pounds was still acceptable to him, it was not in this kind of Chinese restaurant.

The brown-haired young man noticed the surprised eyes on the other side and slowly raised his head: "Yes, the price of this store is very expensive, but will you give up?" Even though the two of them have only met once, they don't know each other very well. , but his intuition told him that the blond youth would definitely not leave.

The man's voice was so loud that almost everyone in the restaurant heard it, but no one was willing to leave their seats. Everyone knew that high prices were often accompanied by careful selection of raw materials.

Sure enough, the blond young man just raised his eyebrows, and sat still in his seat: "Of course not, I think the owner will give me a satisfactory answer when I am willing to pay a high price, won't he?"

Mary also heard the man's voice, and asked York, who was working hard, "York, do you know the price of this store?" It was obviously a question, but the girl said it in an affirmative tone.

From the very beginning when York brought them here, he didn't need the waiter's introduction. He touched the well-lit dining spot with familiarity, and asked the black-haired waiter in a familiar tone. It was the first time he came here.

York put the loofah in the bowl into his mouth, and the fresh and refreshing taste instantly occupied his mouth. The light egg fragrance was just right, soothing the already overwhelmed stomach, and moaned in satisfaction, "Of course, but the store's The dishes are all limited, I estimate that there are at most 50 servings, and there should be a small number of people in this store who can't eat it."

Mi Ke swept away the dishes in front of him, looked around after hearing York's words, and found that there were obviously more than 50 people, and asked York, who had no image at all on the chair, "50? If not, the result will be how?"

York didn't speak, but just cast his eyes on the waiter who was talking not far away.Several people at the table who heard Mi Ke's question also cast their gazes over.

"Sorry, sir, the package is sold out, please come again next time."

The guest sitting on the chair was neatly dressed and his white shirt was spotless. He just nodded slightly to the waiter, picked up the top hat on the table beside him, put it on his head, and walked towards the door.

The whole process was as beautiful as an oil painting, and there was no disturbing sound. This is the most typical gentleman in the upper class.

"The result is like this. If we are late, we will leave this store like that gentleman after 50 copies are sold out, and miss the delicious food that will make you regret it." York spoke while shaking his head.

For them with a good family background, 40 pounds for a meal is not too expensive, especially to be able to eat such delicious dishes is simply a fortune.

The blond young man also saw the back of the customer leaving, and his evaluation of this store became higher and higher in his heart. Not every store owner will push the source of customers to the outside, and the limited amount naturally shows that a lot of effort will be required.

Because it was prepared from the beginning, the dishes were served quickly, and they were brought to the table one by one by the waiters under the watchful eyes of the guests.

Mary found a problem, looked around the store but couldn't find the back: "Guys, where did the waiter go at the beginning??"

She was so impressed with that waiter, no, she remembered it immediately after eating.

waiter?Mi Ke was a little dazed when he heard his friend's voice. After a while, a figure flashed in his mind. He looked at the only waiter in the store, and none of them had black hair.

When he was puzzled, York, who was so familiar with this store, glanced at the two ladies and stayed on Mi Ke's chest for a while, until the latter found out and gave him a glare, then lazily Say the answer the other party wants: "That person is not just a waiter, I heard that he is the apprentice of the shop owner. That's right, that's what they call him in the far east."