How many years does this have to be self-study?

"No, nothing!"

Xu Feng blushed a little.

"Are we sitting here?"

Song Qingqing looked at the restaurant in front of her and was a little surprised.

The high-end restaurant she imagined should be sitting in an exquisite private room, waiting for the waiter to serve dishes one by one, just like the one she performed in a TV series.

“This is pre-board cooking!”

Xu Feng said.

Song Qingqing: "Pre-board cooking?"

"It is the chef and the guest who are separated by a long board. The chef completes the cooking in front of the guest and delivers it to the guest in time."

Xu Feng explained.

"Boss, you know a lot. Do you often come here to eat?"

Song Qingqing asked.

"It's almost the same!"

Xu Feng was embarrassed to say that he had just found it on his phone.

As a high-end Japanese cuisine, Kaiseki cuisine is small and exquisite, and it is gone in one bite.

Song Qingqing took a bite after bite, and always looked at the chef with a long eye.

"Qingqing, someone owed me 2 million yuan and was planning to pay it back in three years with 50,000 yuan a month."

"You can write a contract for me tonight."

Xu Feng said while eating the famous evil scroll.

Seaweed slices are wrapped in rice, and it contains 5A-grade Matsusaka Wagyu beef, top-grade horse manure sea urchin and bluefin tuna’s big belly meat.

Fermented and refreshing, melts in your mouth!

If you take a bite, it will be at least three or four hundred yuan and there will be no more than three or four hundred yuan!

"Okay...wow...right!"

Song Qingqing was eating the Crime of Sin, her mouth was vague.

The first few dishes are too light and too delicate.

This is the book of sin, especially her appetite.

"Boss, when will the barbecue start?"

Song Qingqing touched her stomach.

After a few dishes, I didn’t even cook the bottom.

"Here you come!"

As soon as Xu Feng finished speaking, the two kimono women brought the rolling stones.

Put the 5A-level Matsusaka Wagyu cattle on the hot pebbles.

Suddenly, the oil swelled up, and the meat smelled everywhere!

"That's it?"

Song Qingqing was stupid.

Rolling stones as big as a palm, beef as big as a rubber.

Are RB people so stingy?

bite!

A light sound was coming, and the text message was coming.

Song Qingqing looked down at him.

A few seconds later.

"Boss, I'm tired of being fired."

"I...I..."

Song Qingqing's expression was dull, and she looked like she wanted to cry but couldn't.

"I'll give you this too!"

Xu Feng pushed his wagyu in front of her.

"Thank you, boss, it's so nice!"

Song Qingqing's pear blossoms are raining, and she eats while crying.

"Do you want to drink?"

Xu Feng asked.

Song Qingqing nodded.

"A bottle of sake!"

Xu Feng recruited waiters.

"Forget it, two bottles!"

"Another Wagyu!"

(Please ask for a few recommendation votes. I don’t dare to read comments recently, I’m so hit...)

(To be honest, I have no outline, rich man, show off, and daily life. The main content of this book is only these four items!)
Chapter completed!