Chapter 185

"Yes... Yes, sir. Just a moment, please. I'll go to the kitchen and urge the chefs."

The waiter's face was covered with cold sweat. He couldn't help wiping it with his hand and said carefully.

In the face of millions of packages, the waiter naturally treats Ye Feng as God.

All specifications should be based on the highest one. We must make this distinguished guest feel at home.

With that, the waiter trotted toward the kitchen, his face full of anxiety.

Get out of the way, VIP, it's time to eat!

The whole audience was silent, and everyone looked at Ye Feng, with an unbelievable look in his eyes.

No one is paying attention to them now. Gao Fu Shuai with glasses is just a clown. People who are really rich don't want to pay attention to him at all.

In the dining room on the fifth floor, no one dares to look at Ye Feng with questioning eyes. Didn't they hear the prompt sound of POS machine?

This is a young man with a black card, which means that the young man's card has at least 100 million yuan.

If you have a working capital of 100 million yuan, the fixed assets must be more than one billion yuan. It can be said that most of the diners on the scene can not reach this level.

Naturally, there is more respect for Ye Feng, and no one dares to show sarcastic expression.

All this, Ye Feng did not care, he just came to have a meal, how they have nothing to do with themselves.

He just wants to have a good meal now.

Time flies. I don't know if it's because the serving speed of the first floor in the world is so fast, or because of the set meal.

But in five or six minutes, the set meal Ye Feng ordered has already begun to serve one after another.

I have to say that this set meal is really worthy of the price of 1.1 million yuan.

Tableware alone is amazing enough. It's all Jingdezhen enamel ceramics, and it's surrounded by silver rims and gold wires. It looks very exquisite.

Those diners are watching Ye Feng all the time. Some of them, who are engaged in ceramic business, are shocked when they see Jingdezhen enamel ceramics.

"This is Jingdezhen's Enamel ceramics. An ordinary set costs tens of thousands."

"And this set is obviously a customized version, with silver edge and gold wire. The price should be at least about 100000, and money is not necessarily available."

"It's a set meal worth 1.1 million yuan. It's just a local tyrant."

As soon as the diner's voice fell, people around him looked shocked.

The tableware used by other people to eat is more than 100000 yuan, which is the best in the world for them to eat several meals.

That's not the end of it, when everyone just recovered from the shock.

"Sir, these tableware are disposable. You can take them away if you need them."

The waiter brought up a plate of delicious food and said respectfully to Ye Feng.

These tableware are indeed enamel ceramics from Jingdezhen, and they are disposable. Longxiang nine day meal is to give guests the highest level of treatment.

Since it is the highest level of treatment, how can we share tableware with other guests?

As soon as these words came out, the diners were shocked again.

This NIMA still let people live, even if it is used, it is still disposable. The disposable tableware used by others is more expensive than several meals of their own!

"Oh, I don't need it. I'm too lazy to take it. You can just throw it away."

Ye Feng waved and said carelessly to the waiter.

I can't eat plates. What can I do with them? Besides, there are too many plates. I can't take them myself.

Too much to take?

Just throw it away?

All the diners, all stay on the spot, all people are staring at Ye Feng.

It turns out that... Money can really do whatever you want!

After a meal, they throw away more than 100000 tableware, and people don't seem to care about it at all. This is the real local tyrant!

"Yes... Yes."

The waiter's face was expressionless and he agreed.

She's completely used to it, isn't there a saying?

The thinking of local tyrants is different from that of normal people.

For example, Jack Ma, A-Li and Wang JianlinYe Feng waved his hand and motioned to the waiter not to disturb him. Then he turned to Lin Xue.

"Lin Xue, do you think..."

Ye Feng turned around, just want to ask Lin Xue, how is the food here, with not taste and so on.

However, Ye Feng only saw Lin Xue gobbling, now Lin Xue is like a little tiger, eating the delicious food on the table.

It's so inhuman!

I haven't had a bite yet. Lin Xue is almost half eaten!

The delicacy on the table had been wiped out by Lin Xue.

What kind of Italian caviar, spoon it in your mouth, French potato? Sorry, that kind of thing, Lin Xue is not interested in tasting.

As long as it is not eaten, Lin Xue is crazy to send to the mouth, after a while, her stomach is propped up.

You can see that the food here is really delicious.

At least, Ye Feng has never seen Lin Xue eat so much.

Ye Feng's heart rises a trace of comfort, although this meal is not cheap, but also let Lin Xue eat happy, eat like, is not Ye Feng's purpose?

But, Lin Xue next words, let Ye Feng completely speechless.

"Wuwuwuwu... The food is finally served. I'm starving to death. There's no taste in my food. I'm not starving at all!"

Lin Xue side to the mouth to eat, stuffed full of small mouth, while Wuwuwuwu words.

What's tasteless?

Isn't this a pit father?

The food is delicious, you still stare at caviar, white truffle to eat, but also eat clean!

"Well, you're starving, aren't you? It's tasteless to eat. Can you have some French beans and leave me some caviar? "

Ye Feng smell speech a face black line, toward Lin Xue helplessly say.

One million and one hundred thousand flowers went out, but Ye Feng didn't eat a mouthful. Lin Xue ate all the most valuable food on the table.

"No, you brought me here to compensate me today. Why should I keep it for you?"

Lin Xue's eyes flashed a shrewd vision, and said to Ye Feng with a smile.

As soon as the words came out, the scene in the pickup truck flashed through Ye Feng's mind. Suddenly, he had some fantasies. He shook his head hard and threw these ideas out of his mind.

"All right, my young lady, you're right about everything. Eat quickly."

Ye Feng a face helpless say, he don't want that matter, by Lin Wanxin to know, otherwise oneself can die.

"Don't always ask me to eat, you can have some too."

Lin Xue while eating, while modest said.

"OK... I'll eat."

Ye Feng two lines clear tears, looking at the French potato on the table, difficult to clip up.