Can you be called a rich man if you don’t indulge yourself?

Chapter 11 Who eats hot pot without a saucepan?

Less than two minutes.

A variety of dishes were served.

But think about it, with twelve waiters serving only one table of customers, it's impossible not to be fast.

Manager Lu regained her bright smile at this moment, standing aside and quietly introducing each type of food to Gu Heng and the other three.
At the center of the round table was a hot pot with an orange-red luster. A huge lobster head was tumbling in the boiling soup.
"Mr. Gu, this is our [Pangu] signature hotpot, which is made from fresh lobsters and dozens of secret spices boiled for more than 8 hours. In fact, the hotpots on the first and second floors are also boiled in the same way. The only difference is that their main ingredient is Boston lobster, and the lobsters in the hotpot you see now are wild blue lobsters flown in from Australia.

It is well known that the price of Australian blue lobster is high, which is almost the ceiling of all lobster species.
The one in the pot weighs 7 jin and has a market price of up to $6.

The shrimp heads are in the pot, and the shrimp tails have been sliced ​​thinly by our chef and made into three dishes: one for sashimi, one for pan-frying, and one for hot pot.

After that, the four waiters who were in charge of blanching the dishes put the blue lobster tail meat into the pot and blanched it for a few seconds, then gently put it into the bowls in front of the four people.
Gu Heng didn't think much about it. He just put the white shrimp tail meat in the bowl into his mouth like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, chewed it a few times and swallowed it.
When he wanted to taste it again, he realized that he didn't even taste what it tasted like.
When he thought of this, he didn't think too much and directly put all the shrimp tail meat on the plate in front of him into the colander, and stood up to rinse it.
He estimated that the time was about right, and in the surprised eyes of everyone, he poured a full spoonful of shrimp tail meat into his bowl, then took a big chopstick and tasted it with satisfaction.
In fact, Gu Heng noticed their gazes.

so what?

Who says that eating in a high-end restaurant has to follow the so-called upper-class standards?

I am just an ordinary person. Even if I have some money now, I am just an ordinary rich man at best.

He always felt that he could do whatever he wanted after he became rich. If he had to worry about this and that when eating out, he might as well go back to being a poor guy who would feel distressed for several days after eating a cheap hotpot meal worth 200 yuan.

He swallowed all the lobster meat in his mouth and licked his lips with some satisfaction.
It must be said that lobsters that cost several thousand yuan a pound do taste much better than the crayfish that cost 100 yuan a pound on the street, although he has only eaten the crayfish that cost 100 yuan a pound a few times.
The system prompt sound appears again.

[The host sticks to his original intention, is not afraid of other people's eyes, insists on being himself, and expresses his heartfelt praise for the Australian blue dragon meat, satisfies his appetite, and successfully indulges himself. Reward: 18! The balance is 222 million yuan. ]

Gee tut.

Although he was used to the system giving out bonuses when he disagreed with something, this unexpected surprise still made Gu Heng's pores open up, and his whole body was filled with a sense of satisfaction.
As for He Jing and others
Logically speaking, they usually check in at high-end restaurants, so they shouldn't feel constrained.
But the fact is that after listening to Manager Lu's introduction, even a foodie like Xiao Lan forgot to pick up his chopsticks.
A lobster worth $6000 is equivalent to about 4 yuan in RMB.
One chopstick can cost several hundred yuan.
He Jing is the one with the highest income among the three women. Even though she earns hundreds of thousands of yuan a month, she has never lived so lavishly.
It’s not that she can’t afford it, but it’s unnecessary and she can’t bear to eat it.

Just like a smoker, for example, Gu Heng used to have a monthly salary of 4500 yuan, so couldn't he smoke Huazi? Isn't it also because of this kind of daily consumption that he can't bear to smoke too expensive cigarettes?

Let alone those with an income of hundreds of thousands, even those ordinary working class people with a monthly salary of a few thousand, who can afford to eat a meal worth tens of thousands of yuan? The difference is that those with an income of hundreds of thousands may really just grit their teeth, while ordinary working class people may have to bite their teeth to pieces.
For a moment, the three women all looked at Gu Heng, who was ordering the waiter to heat the hot pot for them without any psychological burden.
Who is the one who earns 4500 yuan a month?

Gu Heng put a piece of freshly cooked geoduck meat into his mouth. He was so hot that his mouth was suffocating. He found that the three people did not move their chopsticks. Instead, they were looking at him. He could not help but said, "You guys eat, why are you looking at me?"

After that, regardless of their thoughts, he directly asked Manager Lu: "Um, Manager Lu, do you still have this Australian Blue Dragon?"

Manager Lu was slightly stunned by Gu Heng's question, but he quickly reacted and responded, "Blue Dragon is limited, only one a day, and it is airlifted in every morning. If Mr. Gu feels that it is not enough, we have other substitutes in our store, such as ordinary Australian lobsters. Although the taste is slightly different, it is not much different."

Nodding, Gu Heng didn't care and directly ordered: "Okay, that Australian lobster, give me two more servings according to the size of this plate."

After saying that, he seemed to have thought of something, and turned to look at He Jing and the other two: "What about you? Do you want this Australian dragon?" He Jing: "???"

Lin Jiayun: “???”

Little Lazy: “???”

Listening to Gu Heng's question, the three looked confused.

Fourty thousand for one piece is not enough, and you even want to order two more?

What kind of family dares to eat like this?

Although everyone had different thoughts, even the experienced foodie Xiao Lan shook his head very tactfully.
Gu Heng spent his own money, so of course he could eat as much as he wanted. People like them who were treated should have some sense of boundaries, especially since Lin Jiayun and Xiao Lan were not familiar with Gu Heng before this meal.
Seeing the three people refuse, Gu Heng shrugged slightly and did not force it.

I chose such a high-end place to treat our guests not because I wanted to show off in front of He Jing and the others, but because I wanted to satisfy my own appetite. Whether they eat well or not has nothing to do with me. Anyway, I have to eat well and be full.

He eats Lanzhou ramen every day, and now everything he poops out when he goes to the toilet smells like ramen. He finally has money, so of course he has to have a good meal. After the indulgence, the system will pay for it anyway. Others pay for their meals, but he earns money for them. Where can he find such a good thing?

suddenly!

After eating for a while, Gu Heng suddenly felt that something was missing.
Then he put the chopsticks on the table and began to recall carefully.

When Manager Lu saw Gu Heng's expression, his heart tightened and he quickly asked, "Mr. Gu, are you dissatisfied with something?"

Gu Heng shook his head and said nothing, still thinking hard.
Just when everyone at the table was at a loss for words, Gu Heng slapped his forehead and said, "I knew something was missing."

Then he looked at Manager Lu and said, "Manager Lu, don't you guys need dipping sauce for hot pot? Bring us some oil sauce."

Manager Lu: “???”

Although I really want to tell Gu Heng that the hot pot at [Pangu] is all about the original flavor of the ingredients, it would be out of place if it were served with dipping sauce.
But seeing Gu Heng's determined look, Manager Lu could only nod, and then quickly told the waiter to get Gu Heng some oil sauce.
Gu Heng nodded in satisfaction, then turned to Lin Jiayun and the other two girls and asked, "Do you want a dipping sauce? Eating hot pot without dipping sauce is like the West without Jerusalem. It has no soul at all!"

He Jing and Lin Jiayun both rejected it with disgust, only Xiao Lan said excitedly: "I think so too! No wonder I always felt something was wrong when I was eating it just now, it turns out that there is no dipping sauce!

Waiter, bring me a plate of oil sauce, and remember to add more spicy sauce!"

After saying that, he exchanged a glance with Gu Heng. Heroes appreciate heroes!
Who eats hot pot without a saucepan?

Only dishonest people eat hotpot!
The two of them tacitly cast their contemptuous eyes towards He Jing and Lin Jiayun.
He Jing, Lin Jiayun: “???”

(End of this chapter)