Domineering president's special love

Shi Qinghuan entered and thought it would be better to book a seat first.

When I walked in, I met a little thing.

The aisle is a little busy.

An old man is talking to the waiter“ I said your dish is not authentic. Ask your cook to see me! "

"I'm sorry, guest. The chef is very busy now. There are so many guests."

"Hum."

The old man snorted coldly, "busy? What's he up to? What's the name of Nancai master for his craft? This is cheating consumers, you know? "

The waiter smiled, "old Sir, we're sorry we didn't satisfy you."

Not only did this not solve the contradiction, but the old man was even more angry.

"What is your attitude? Am I still wronging you? "

This restaurant focuses on Southern cuisine, but it is not a top restaurant in DIDU. For a while, the waiter was a little angry.

Shi Qinghuan passed by, a little curious.

Because the old man is really too particular. Shi Qinghuan subconsciously glanced in their direction.

The old man is not someone else, but old Xing.

When Shi Qinghuan looked at him, old Xing also just raised his eyes and collided with Shi Qinghuan's line of sight. Look at each other.

Er, Shi Qinghuan was stunned. Because the other party was older, she immediately nodded politely.

However, old Xing was stunned.

"You..."

Old Xing stared at Qinghuan's face.

Shi Qinghuan wondered how the old man who met for the first time could look at her with such eyes?

Mr. Xing also knows that he has lost his manners and wants to transfer.

Pointing to the waiter, "I won't tell you, I want to see your chef!"

"Old gentleman..."

I can't tell why. Shi Qinghuan thought the old man was a little cute. Shi Qinghuan came forward with a smile.

"What dish is it, sir? Can I try it? "

Old Xing was stunned and nodded hurriedly, "OK, OK."

His expression instantly became loving and mixed with some indescribable feelings, "you come in with me."

"Well, good."

Inside, Mr. Xing pointed to the dishes on the table.

"Try it..."

"Yes." Shi Qinghuan nodded and picked up a new pair of chopsticks.

However, old Xing frowned and worried, "you're not from Ningcheng. You may not taste it. It's really not authentic here."

Shi Qinghuan smiled but said nothing. He just tasted it himself, and then put down his chopsticks.

"How's it going?" Xing Lao looked forward.

When Qinghuan frowned slightly, "the walnuts in the seasoning are raw walnuts without peeling clothes."

She explained.

"In this way, walnuts will be a little bitter. Obviously, the cook also thought of it, so he used sweet sauce to cover it up, but in this way, the taste will not be authentic. "

"Wow."

Old Xing looked surprised and gave Shi Qinghuan a thumbs up.

"Child, you are still an expert!"

Then he looked at the waiter, "are you convinced?"

The waiter looked embarrassed, "old Sir, we'll change it for you now..."

The waiter withdrew the dishes and went out.

Old Xing stared at Shi Qinghuan and looked up and down carefully. This behavior is actually very abrupt.

However, Shi Qinghuan could feel that the old gentleman didn't seem to have any malice, but seemed to be looking for someone's shadow on her.

"Old gentleman, what's wrong with my appearance?" Shi Qinghuan asked with a smile.

Old Xing smiled and his eyes were a little secluded.

"Child, you seem to be familiar with Southern food."

"Yes." Shi Qinghuan nodded, "I'm from Ningcheng."

It is also true that she grew up in Ningcheng and Haicheng.