Dragon King Hall

Chapter 15 Don't Dress Up
Sylvia Lin, who was originally happy, disappeared without a trace the moment he saw Henry Zhang.

Oops, I forgot to tell him not to come back tonight!Oh, what should I do!In this way, what I told this girl will soon be exposed!

Sylvia Lin got up from the dining table with a somewhat ugly face, and walked towards Henry Zhang.

Henry Zhang saw that Sylvia Lin's face was not good, and asked with concern: "Mr. Lin, are you uncomfortable?"

"No!" Sylvia Lin whispered to Henry Zhang in a serious tone, and then two jade biscuits were naturally mixed with Henry Zhang's arms, "Also, don't call me Mr. Lin, I told that girl, you are an artist, and I met at an art exhibition, remember?"

When Henry Zhang heard it, he couldn't help but laugh.

"What are you laughing at?" Sylvia Lin twisted the soft flesh on the inside of Henry Zhang's arm with her small hands, and there was a strong warning in her beautiful big eyes, "Don't laugh! Don't tell me, or you will die!"

"Ok, ok!" Henry Zhang quickly begged for mercy, gesturing, "Don't worry, Sylvia, I will never reveal my secrets!"

When Sylvia Lin heard what Henry Zhang said, his face looked a lot better, and at the same time there was a touch of tenderness on his face, trying not to let his girlfriends see it.

Henry Zhang looked at Sylvia Lin's cute appearance, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, as long as she is a woman, she has vanity. Who doesn't want her husband to be a prince charming, and Mr. Lin is no exception.

Just after saying this, the short-haired woman in the kitchen came out with a plate of exquisite pastries.

"Ah! This is Henry Zhang." The woman put the pastry on the dining table and walked towards Henry Zhang.

Henry Zhang, who was still showing a hippie smile a second ago, changed his expression at this moment, straightened his back, and stretched out his hand, "Hello, I am Henry Zhang, with all due respect, you are the most beautiful I have ever seen except my wife woman."

Henry Zhang’s words were full of western gentleman etiquette. He only took one look at the short-haired woman and concluded that the other party was definitely a returnee.

Sure enough, the short-haired woman was amused by Henry Zhang’s words, and reached out to shake Henry Zhang lightly, “Mr. Zhang, you are really interesting, my name is Milan, Sylvia’s best friend.”

"I often hear Sylvia mentioning you." Henry Zhang just grabbed the second joint of Milan's four fingers.

"Mr. Zhang, Sylvia said that you are an artist and proficient in the cultures of various countries. It is true. Your Western etiquette is more standard than those nobles I have seen." Milan sincerely praised, "Sit down and eat It'll be fine soon."

After Milan finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the kitchen with a gust of fragrant wind.

Henry Zhang and Sylvia Lin sat at the dining table, looking at the doubts in the woman’s eyes, Henry Zhang took the initiative to explain, “I used to be trained in this area when I was a waiter at the Faguo Restaurant.”

A series of delicacies were presented by Milan, and Henry Zhang saw more than 20 kinds of oysters alone.

"Oyster Gate, I haven't enjoyed it for a long time." Henry Zhang sighed in his heart.

Sylvia Lin was sitting next to Henry Zhang, and the appearance of secretly swallowing saliva while Henry Zhang was not paying attention was really cute.

In addition to oysters, the dishes served by Milan also include beef and whole duck, which are exquisitely shaped and whet the appetite.

"Mr. Zhang, I heard from Sylvia that you know the catering culture of Faguo very well." After Milan put the plate of whole duck on the table, he sat opposite Henry Zhang and Sylvia Lin.

Sylvia Lin looked at the delicious food on this table. Compared with the ones made in Milan, the Di Santefa-style restaurant is too low, and the dining culture is also more high-end. Henry Zhang is just a waiter, how could he come into contact with these, she just prepared He opened his mouth to give Henry Zhang a siege, saying that Henry Zhang was just dabbling a little, but Henry Zhang’s voice sounded first.

"Faguo's oyster door is better than the rich variety. Looking at the oysters in front of me, they should be fresh products specially brought by Miss Milan. After cooking, people can feel the charm of the front, middle and back, with endless aftertaste and fierce stamina. But But it's not suitable as the first dish, presumably when Miss Milan brought this plate of oysters, she was trying to test me."

Henry Zhang smiled lightly, and looked at the plate of beef again, "Beef tartare, the general method is to mix well with salt, pepper and sauce, and occasionally add some eggs to mix well, but according to Miss Milan's method, here, it should be Added three to four quail eggs. The quail eggs here should be prepared to match the taste of the oyster door. As for the duck confit, I think it should be Sylvia's favorite, otherwise in this kind of With the combination, there shouldn’t be duck confit.”

As soon as Henry Zhang finished speaking, Milan applauded.

"Clap clap clap!"

"Mr. Zhang, I have to admit that your understanding of Fa cuisine is really as advanced as Qinghan said."

"Miss Milan is awesome, I just dabbled a little bit." Henry Zhang smiled slightly, and he acted like a gentleman.

Sylvia Lin looked at the appearance of the man beside him, every movement was full of etiquette, and every word was impeccable, which made her wonder, is this still the spineless man she knew?If he put on a suit and appeared in a high-end place, everyone would probably think that he was a nobleman from the west!

Sylvia Lin’s idea just came up, she felt that her little hand under the table was surrounded by a warmth, and glanced at Henry Zhang, who was winking at Sylvia Lin for a while, which seemed to be saying, how, I The performance is okay.

Sylvia Lin snorted softly, pulled his little hand out of Henry Zhang’s, and grabbed the duck confit on the table.

Henry Zhang took a piece of beef, dipped it in a little mustard juice, put it in his mouth, waited for three seconds, and then started chewing.

Milan, who was sitting opposite Henry Zhang, had exactly the same movements as Henry Zhang. This is the most standard way of eating, and it is also the way of eating that best maintains the taste. Before Henry Zhang made such a move, Milan deliberately paid attention to Henry Zhang.

During the meal, Sylvia Lin found Milan to talk about some topics between women, and they were having a good chat. Milan suddenly asked Henry Zhang: "Mr. Zhang, I heard from Sylvia that you two met at an art exhibition?"

Sylvia Lin’s heart skipped a beat. She didn’t expect Milan to even ask these questions. Henry Zhang happened to be a waiter in a Chinese restaurant, and he knew a little about Chinese cuisine and Western etiquette, but what did he know about painting exhibitions!

“Milan, are you checking our Henry Zhang’s account?” Sylvia Lin muttered.

"Yes, it's just to check the household registration. I always have to know what method your Henry Zhang used to deceive our Bingshan female boss." Milan looked at Henry Zhang with curiosity in his eyes.

Sylvia Lin stretched out her greasy little hand, pulled Henry Zhang’s arm, and winked at Henry Zhang from an angle Milan couldn’t see, and said, “Henry Zhang, ignore her.”

"I said Miss Boss, you are not lying to me, are you?" Milan put on an expression that I am not easy to deceive.

"Of course not!" Sylvia Lin's small face was a little anxious, "We two, we two are..."

(End of this chapter)