Luo Ye smiled, and touched Yang Qiushui next to him with his shoulder, "I heard nothing, I want to eat something."
"Yes!" Fei Binhua held Fang Qian's waist and looked at Luo Ye and Yang Qiushui triumphantly, "Qiu Shui, you can order whatever you want to eat. You also know that I am a person who has never cared much about money. As long as my friends are happy."
Yang Qiushui smiled politely, "I can't eat much. Luo Ye just bought me a piece of stinky tofu."
A few contrived girls immediately pinched their noses and said, "It smells so bad." The stinky tofu was already on the table, and they were only now showing a delicate appearance.
Fang Qian laughed, "Your new boyfriend's taste is so special."
"Yes," Luo Ye said with a smile, "It's really too late for me to meet you, Miss Fang."
Fang Qian's expression changed. As soon as she satirized Luo Ye's poor taste, Luo Ye showed her kindness. This clearly means that she is not a good thing! But these words sounded no problem at first, and Fang Qian could only hold back.
Yang Qiushui frowned, and she felt sour when she heard Luo Ye and Fangqian say "I hate it when we meet each other". She knew that Luo Ye had said that on purpose, but she still felt a little depressed in her heart.
The waiter in Hanfu walked in with a lot of tablet computers and put a copy in front of each guest. "Dear guests, please order."
"Xianting is a big hotel after all," a girl said in a low voice, "Even ordering is paperless."
Another girl echoed: "We are all caught in the light of Brother Fei, otherwise, how can we come to eat in such a high-end hotel."
Fei Binhua smiled triumphantly, "Order whatever, order whatever, don't be polite, Qiushui, order food."
Yang Qiushui took the tablet, opened the menu with his fingers, and couldn't help but slap his tongue. "Oh my God, the cheapest fruit salad costs 366 yuan, and the consumption of Xian Ting really is not something people like us can afford."
"Hahaha," Fei Binhua swallowed the mountains and rivers aggressively, "Qiu Shui, what is this? I took Cici on a trip to Phuket a few days ago. I only spent 20,000 yuan a day on oysters, not counting. Abalone and other seafood. Don’t worry about your Fei brother’s money, just order whatever you want."
Yang Qiushui looked at the delicacies of the mountains and the sea on the tablet, and then looked down at the stinky tofu in front of him, suddenly felt that if he can be with his beloved, it doesn’t matter what he eats, even a piece of stinky tofu is better than the world’s delicacy; on the contrary, Without the company of a loved one, even if those dishes are precious and rare, they will only be eaten today and discharged tomorrow.
"Just fruit salad." She clicked the screen, and then handed it to the waiter.
Fei Binhua shook his head angrily, "Qiu Shui, you are so far-sighted. I am—"
"I'm not looking out!" Luo Ye reached out and called the waiter to his side, "Give me an Australian lobster."
"Okay, sir." The waiter clicked on the screen and added Australian lobster to the ordering menu.
Fei Binhua looked at Luo Ye coldly, with a sarcasm at the corner of his mouth. Humph, it really is a soil bun. A top-notch Australian lobster is only 5888 yuan, which is a drop in the bucket for Fei Binhua, not to mention that he is the most senior member of Xian Ting and enjoys a 40% discount.
"Anyone who wants to eat lobster," Fei Binhua said with a throat, "Xianting's lobster is made very well."
The other guests showed joy and placed orders on the tablet.
Luo Ye said calmly: "Don't come too much Australian lobster, just give me ten appetizers."
Ten? ! The waiter was a little puzzled, "Excuse me, sir, do you mean ten on the table?"
"No," Luo Ye shook his finger, "Of course I eat it myself."
"You eat ten by yourself?!" The waiter looked at Luo Ye in disbelief.
"Yeah," Luo Ye nodded solemnly, "Also, tell the cook, put more spicy, spicy and good for the meal-you'd better mark it at the back, and the Sichuanese chef must make my lobster."
The waiter was dumbfounded, and kindly reminded: "Sir, Australian lobster is a big one, not spicy crayfish..."
Luo Ye ignored her and pointed to the menu and asked, "What kind of soup is your 9999 yuan?"
"Lubian soup." The waiter said, "This is a very tough tonic. Would you like a bowl, sir?"
"Tonics, let's have ten bowls." Luo Ye said.
"Ten bowls?!" The waiter shouted: "No, no, sir, it will be dead. You don't think about yourself, but also think about the lady next to you."
Yang Qiushui blushed for a while, but he did not stop Luo Ye. "It's okay, I can hold it, no matter what he does, I am willing."
The eyes of the guests at a table were focused on the two of them. The men envied Luo Ye, and the women hated Yang Qiushui.
Fei Binhua and Fang Qian are particularly obvious.
Luo Ye laughed and pointed to the deer whip soup and said to the waiter: "Just ten bowls. By the way, let's have another ten copies of Supreme Caviar, and adjust the seasoning-only 8888 copies of Supreme Caviar. I said tip, you won’t feel bad, right? ?"
The muscles on Fei Binhua's face licked, "No, how could it be possible, this little money..."
Luo Ye turned his head and said to the waiter: "Have you heard that, the tip is rich, ten bowls of deer whip soup and ten bowls of caviar, mixed in one basin, understand?"
"Ming, understand." The waiter was already sweating profusely.
"Well, the appetizers and mouthwash have been ordered, and it's time to order the dinner..." Luo Ye continued to scroll through the menu.
Appetizer with ten Australian lobsters? To rinse your mouth with deer whip soup and caviar
Fei Binhua felt that he was about to vomit blood. Luo Ye had already ordered nearly 250,000 yuan. Even if he could get a 40% discount, it would be 150,000 yuan. This is just an appetizer and mouthwash! Fei Binhua shook his body uncomfortably, a little unable to sit still.
A male guest next to him asked in a low voice: "Fei Ge, how about our Australian lobster?"
Fei Binhua knocked down his teeth and swallowed in his stomach. "Why not? Point!"
Luo Ye was not impatient or impatient and continued to look through the menu, "The dishes are all good, but I really don't know what to order."
Fei Binhua wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Let's do it, whatever you want," Luo Ye pushed the tablet computer. "You will tell the chef to cook all tens of thousands of dishes, and then I will try them one by one. I will focus on which one is delicious."
"Sir, are you sure?" The waiter kindly reminded: "There are more than one hundred dishes in the Xianting Hotel, which cost more than 10,000 yuan..."
"Yes." Luo Ye said, "The tips are not bad, can't you still afford a meal?"
Fei Binhua's desire to die was gone. He looked at Fang Qian who was also standing by his side, and said in a low voice: "You really shouldn't invite Yang Qiushui..." He blew the cowhide so full before he said. Whatever ordering food casually, now people really order it casually, and you have to hold on to it.
Fang Qian licked her dry lips and murmured: "What is this kid, why is Yang Qiushui obedient..."
After ordering the food, the waiter breathed a long sigh of relief and habitually asked: "Sir, would you like anything else to drink?"
"Right," Luo Ye patted the table, "I haven't ordered a drink yet."
Fei Binhua's face turned green, and he glanced at the waiter with hatred—what a lot of you!
"Let's get a bottle of Remy Martin." Luo Ye asked with a smile.
The waiter nodded, ready to place an order.
"Hold on!" Fei Binhua seized the opportunity and asked with a sneer: "Mr. Luo, do you want vs, vsop, club, or Napoleon, xo?"
This question is very professional, and Fei Binhua's purpose is very clear, which is to deliberately embarrass Luo Ye.
Take the Luo Yedian Remy Martin as an example. Remy Martin is the brandy spirit with the highest production standards in France. The so-called vs and xo are not brands, but grades. Those with an aging period of less than seven years are VS standards, those with an aging period of seven years are vsop, those with an aging period of more than twelve years are clubs (ie Remy Club level), and those with an aging period of 15 years are Napoleon level, and those with more than 20 years It is xo, which is l'aged'or-the golden age for more than thirty years.
As long as it is brandy, whether it is Hennessy or Martell or Remy Martin, it is basically classified according to this level.
Luo Ye smiled lightly and said calmly, "I want Louis XIII."
Fei Binhua was shocked, not worried about the price of this bottle of wine, but surprised at Luo Ye's answer.
Only those aged more than 50 years can be called Louis XIII-that is the king of kings, the aging of aging.
An ordinary brandy has an aftertaste that can only last for fifteen to twenty minutes, while Louis XIII is a famous wine with a very delicate aroma and taste. The aftertaste can linger for more than an hour.
Louis XIII uses a handmade crystal bottle made by Balenciaga. The bottle body is engraved with a baroque style lily pattern, and the bottle cap and bottle shoulder are inlaid with 24k pure gold carvings. This bottle of premium brandy, which is worth up to 30,000 yuan, can sell for 2,000 yuan with just an empty bottle. You can imagine the taste of the 50-year-old inside.
Hearing that Luo Ye could call out Louis XIII with one mouth, Fei Binhua felt a little uncomfortable. He suddenly realized that the man in front of him was definitely not as simple as he thought. Ordering such an expensive dish, let him be taken advantage of, it is really hot to think about it! As he rolled his eyes, he suddenly thought of a good way—
"Brother Luo Ye," Fei Binhua stood up and said with a smile, "I can buy the food you order, but you have to pay for the wine. If you can't afford it, then I'm sorry." Yes, all the dishes you ordered are forfeited."
After speaking, he smiled triumphantly and sat back.
Fang Qian cast a wink at him and praised his behavior. This time, Yang Qiushui and the guy named Luo Ye are getting embarrassed. They can't afford more than 30,000 foreign wines by themselves!
Luo Ye smiled, before he could speak, knocking on the door rang.
Fei Binhua was a little strange, "Cici, do you have any friends yet?"
"No," Fang Qian said puzzledly: "All the ones that should be invited have arrived. Did you go to the wrong door, waiter, go and see."
The waiter responded and opened the box door.
Cao Cheng's clear face first came in. He saw Luo Ye and Yang Qiushui at a glance. He turned around happily and said, "Xinmai, they are really here."
The door opened wide, and Wang Xinmai, one of the four Jinghua sons and heir to the Xianting Chain Group, walked in with a smile.
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