She gently tugged at the corner of Ye Wudao's clothes, motioning him to speak less, and then seriously ordered the meal.

The young master deliberately humiliated Ye Wudao and said with a smile: "I heard that this man has a bad appetite, so he can only eat soft rice."

"waiter, please order him a millet porridge, thank you."

Xu Nuannuan burst out laughing: "Yes, yes, the worse the cooking, the better. Bad people only deserve bad rice."

Ye Wudao looked at the young horse with a faint look: "You look down on people who eat soft rice, you must have a hard appetite?"

"Waiter, order him an iron pot stew."

Xu Nuannuan scolded: "Bum bum bum, where can you speak here?"

"Today is my little brother's private dining room, you can eat whatever he asks you to eat!"

"I'm still saying that, wait until you have the strength to reserve a venue before you talk, and now shut your stinky mouth for me."

Ye Wudao: "Didn't I say it all, I'm the owner of this shop, and I still use the bookstore?"

The young master smiled: "Really?"

"Then I want to see, whether the waiter listens to the VIP of the reserved room, or to you, the 'boss'."

Xu Nuannuan and Xu Linger quickly finished ordering, and the waiter hurried to the back kitchen to prepare.

It didn't take long for the waiter to bring Xu Nuannuan and Xu Linger's meal, which was exquisite and unique, full of color, fragrance, and taste buds.

Xu Nuannuan was not busy eating, but sneered: "What about the millet porridge from your 'boss', isn't it ready yet?"

The waiter was about to speak, but the young horse said, "Nuan Nuan, didn't you say everything, did you boil the rice porridge a little bit?"

"After so much time, the rice porridge can't be cooked."

Xu Nuannuan smiled: "Yes. You cook slowly, and it's not too late to serve it to him after we finish eating."

Xu Nuannuan ate slowly, observing Ye Wudao while eating.

Ye Wudao didn't have the slightest sense of shame, but he was quite content.

Xu Nuannuan sighed in his heart, hey, this guy really has no sense of shame, I guess it's useless to provoke him.

Mud can't stick to the wall! .

Xu Linger did not eat.

Judging from the current situation, Ye Wudao can only drink millet porridge later.

In order not to embarrass Ye Wudao too much, she decided to share her meal with Ye Wudao later.

It didn't take long before the waiter brought another meal.

The waiter carefully took the meal and put it on the table,

In order to show his politeness as a gentleman, Master Young Master hurriedly reached out to pick it up: "Thank you."

Not thinking that the waiter hurriedly retracted the meal and said, "Sorry sir, this is not for you."

Um? The young master frowned.

In front of everyone's eyes, the waiter put the exquisite meal in front of Ye Wudao: "Mr. Ye, please take it slow."

Grass!

The young master's lungs exploded with anger, and the waiter of Gou Ri dared not to listen to his own words, which made him embarrassed.

His hand was up, neither let it go, nor let it go.

Xu Nuannuan and Xu Linger were also stunned, looking at the waiter inexplicably.

Young Master is a private VIP, a little waiter who dares to disobey the VIP's words, isn't this courting death?

Young Ma was about to have a seizure when the waiter hurriedly advised, "Sir, we have prepared your meal for you as well."

"Please sit back, this meal is a bit big, so as not to touch you."

The anger in the young horse's chest subsided a little.

They don't serve rice porridge to Ye Wudao. It is estimated that Michelin restaurants do not have such low-level ingredients, and serving rice porridge to guests also offends guests.

They prepare a larger and more exquisite meal for themselves, which is better than Ye Wudao.

This restaurant really does the job.

He is really looking forward to how many "surprise" meals will be served by Michelin.

Under his expectation, the waiter brought the "iron pot stewing scale" to the table. JrNovels.com