Chapter 197

Compared with the western food with knives and forks, the inheritance of this double knife ritual is very old. Even in Europe, only those families with the oldest and the most powerful inheritance will use this kind of eating method.

Even though many people know this way of eating, few people really dare to stick to it, because it requires high coordination of the body.

The body should be straight, arms slightly high with the table, but when dealing with the food on the plate, it is almost motionless, using only flexible wrist strength to cut the food.

Finally, use a sharp knife to send the food to the mouth. At the same time, avoid the lips and teeth touching the knife, so as not to be scratched by the sharp blade.

For most people, this way of eating is not to enjoy food at all, but to suffer a living sin.

"Double sword ceremony?"

Someone exclaimed, obviously found Zhang Ye incomparably elegant dining etiquette.

Other people's eyes are about to fall out, who dares to imagine that the guy who was ridiculed just now suddenly used such a noble and ancient method of dining.

For a moment, people couldn't figure out who Zhang Ye was, what his background was, and whether he was the young master of some super financial group family abroad?

The owner of a small restaurant?

Don't be kidding. Would the owners of small restaurants, who are counting a dollar and eighty cents all day, be so elegant and noble?

"It seems that Huo Mingwei's boyfriend is not simple. Maybe the Huo family will survive the crisis."

"Well, as I said just now, this boy is definitely not simple. I think he is probably a young master from some of the top aristocrats in Europe."

"Ah bah, you just said that he was ugly. Why did you change his mind? Can you be a little sincere?"

……

For a moment, everyone was in a state of debate again, even Huo Mingwei was bluffed. If she had not known who Zhang Ye was, I'm afraid she would have the same idea as those people.

Zhang Ye is at this time light a smile, the ear force that passes a person lets him already put the words of the public in the ear.

When he saw that his goal had been achieved, he immediately restored his former appearance and began to gobble it up.

But at this time, no one dared to look down on him any more. Everyone thought that the boy named Zhang Ye must be pretending to be low-key, otherwise he would not suddenly use double swords.

Moreover, his elegant and skillful appearance is not like what he just learned. On the contrary, it is more like eating all the year round.

As for Zhang Ye's double knife ceremony, Huo Mingwei once asked him later, and then she got an answer that made her laugh and cry.

It turns out that Zhang Ye knew about the double knife ceremony when he was in the cloud sea hotel. At that time, he thought it was very interesting to eat like this. He did practice for a period of time.

But at that time, his body coordination was poor, and he cut his lips several times, and then he didn't try.

Until a few days ago, he had been practicing for a long time. He thought of this again by chance. He did the experiment on a whim several times, but he did it in a good way.

After eating, Huo Mingwei and Zhang ye come to the bar and order a cocktail respectively. Zhang Ye has never tried this before, but only knows it's mixing wine.

What Huo Mingwei ordered is a Rainbow Cocktail. The red and green liquor is clear and orderly, which looks very good.

However, Zhang Ye ordered a glass of Margarita, which was the only blend that impressed him deeply, but he never drank it.

A little taste, only feel the taste is very rich, with fresh fruit and tequila unique fragrance, in the mouth sour sweet ripple, and finally mixed with a hint of bitter, very refreshing.

They drink slowly and talk in a low voice. Sometimes they can hear Huo Mingwei laughing quietly. They look very happy.

But at this time, two people's ears again came the harsh voice: "hum, a man is drinking this kind of woman's wine, I really don't know what it means."

It was Fang Jianhua who spoke. He didn't know when he finally regained his appearance and appeared in front of them again.

Huo Mingwei immediately frowned, looked at him in disgust, just about to speak, scolded him to leave.

But Zhang Ye said faintly: "ignorance is terrible. Margarita is the most famous cocktail in the world besides Martini after it is recognized as a cocktail in the world."

"You Hum, it's clever. Even if it's like that, women's wine is women's wine. Only women drink it. " Fang Jianhua sneered.

Zhang Ye had no choice but to shake his head, turned to Huo Mingwei and said gently, "Mingwei, do you know, there is a sad story about Marguerite wine. The author of this wine went to Mexico in 1926 and met a beautiful girl named Marguerite. Since then, he fell in love, and Mexico has become their romantic place."

Listen to Zhang Ye talk about this love story, as a woman Huo Mingwei immediately quiet down, began to listen carefully.

"But just like all the touching love stories, when they went hunting, Marguerite accidentally fell into the author's arms and left him forever."Huo Mingwei can't help frowning when she hears this. She is obviously sorry for the couple's experience.

"So the author made this cup of wine with Mexican national wine, replaced the sour taste in his heart with the sour taste of lemon juice, and the salt frost implied the tears of nostalgia. In the end, he named the wine Marguerite, which became popular all over the world

"So it is."

Huo Mingwei felt moved and sorry after hearing this sad story. Although she has been in the United States for many years, she has never noticed such a small story.

Ha ha!

Fang Jianhua looked at Zhang Ye contemptuously and said with a sneer:

"what kind of romantic story is just something that the author made out of boredom and pain. It's ridiculous to make up a good story to cheat women."

"Fang Jianhua, you have gone too far. In your eyes, are all romantic stories so unbearable?"

Huo Mingwei, who has always been calm, finally can't help it. She shouts coldly.

Seeing that she was really a little angry, Fang Jianhua's face changed slightly. He waved his hand and said, "Mingwei, don't get me wrong. I didn't mean that. I just, just..."

WOW!

Several high air vent covers in the hall suddenly fell to the ground, and the strong wind blew in.

In an instant, countless red rose petals were blown out from the vent, just like a rose rain.

Looking at Fang Jianhua, he is kneeling on one knee, looking up at Huo Mingwei, holding a large handful of bright red roses from the waiters nearby.

"Mingwei, it's my greatest luck to meet you. I fell in love with you from the moment I saw you. If I don't have you in my life, my world will be meaningless. "

"Now I want to tell you loudly in front of so many people, Mingwei, I love you. Promise me to be my girlfriend, OK?"

Novel, romantic, grand confession, seemingly true words, let many women can't help exclaiming.